806: 715 Setting a Trap for the Different Clan 806: 715 Setting a Trap for the Different Clan Zhu Yang’s chest bore a red jade pendant that erupted in dazzling red light, showing he was unaffected by the Shen Die’s influence.
He hastily summoned a treasure umbrella, its red glow streaming ceaselessly, and floated it above their heads.
The red treasure umbrella rotated swiftly, unfurling a dense red light screen that draped over the eight of them.
A thick silver thunder pillar descended from the heavens, striking the red treasure umbrella and subrging the silhouettes of the eight figures in silver lightning.
Seven thick golden light columns shot forth, penetrating into the midst of the silver lightning.
At the sa ti, seven red-glowing flying daggers flew in, rging midway into a single, roughly ten-foot-long red giant blade that plunged into the silver lightning.
The red giant blade flew out from within the silver lightning, its blade sared with traces of blood.
A hundred miles away, the void lit up with eight spiritual lights, revealing the figures of Zhu Yang and his companions, panic and fury written across their faces.
They had never expected to be ambushed on Rakshasa Island; had it not been for their tribulation-substituting treasures, they would have been killed.
“An Eight-Winged Soul-eating Centipede of the fifth stage?
A Shen Die of the fifth stage?
Who exactly are you?”
Zhu Yang asked, his face dark.
Following his gaze, one could see the Red Fire Monkey, Ice Eagle, Wind Thunder Centipede, Shen Die, and Eight-Winged Soul-eating Centipede.
Such a multitude of fifth-stage spiritual beasts and birds were simply inconceivable in The Lower Realm, particularly the Eight-Winged Soul-eating Centipede and Shen Die, which were also rare in the Realm of the Spiritual Pivot.
His divine sense flared in an attempt to locate the enemy, but found nothing.
Chu Buyu’s puppet incarnation had brought down many treasures; how could they easily detect him?
“Kill them.”
The Red Fire Monkey bellowed, punching forth as a giant red fist flashed out, hurtling straight toward Zhu Yang and his companions.
The void lit up with countless red flas which, after a blur, transford into red fire spears over ten feet long.
Like falling stars, these fire spears cut through the sky, aiming for Zhu Yang and the others.
Just as the Shen Die was about to cast an illusion technique, a resounding bell chid, causing the Shen Die’s reactions to slow.
A gust of wind blew past, and a burly man in green robes appeared behind the Shen Die, with a pair of green flesh wings on his back and a fierce, green face.
The green-robed man exhaled, spewing forth a green long stick that he caught in his hands; he swung it down hard towards the Shen Die.
The green long stick struck the Shen Die, which disintegrated into sparks of spiritual light.
At the sa ti, the Red Fire Monkey, Eight-Winged Soul-eating Centipede, and Ice Eagle also reduced to sparks of spiritual light.
“Illusion technique!”
The green-robed man frowned and declared.
A gratingly loud shrieking resonated, making the souls of Zhu Yang’s group feel as though they were tearing apart, their bodies shuddering.
Zhu Yang’s shadow brightened with a spiritual light as two enormous shadow beasts erged.
Shen Long had acquired two fifth-stage shadow beasts, and under his cultivation, their numbers had increased several fold.
This ti, descending to The Lower Realm, Shen Long brought two mid-stage fifth-stage shadow beasts.
They both opened their maws wide and each unleashed a beam of black light that struck Zhu Yang’s protective spirit light.
With two dull “bang bang” sounds, Zhu Yang’s protective spirit light dimd.
A flurry of golden light-flecked sand arrows flew forth, effortlessly piercing his protective spirit light, boring through his eyes and exiting the back of his skull.
As his nascent soul barely left his body, it was enveloped in a yellow halo that swept it back toward Shen Long’s side.
Almost simultaneously, a spiritual light lit up behind the six people in green robes, revealing creatures like Red Fire Monkey, Ice Eagle, Wind Thunder Centipede, Eight-Winged Soul-eating Centipede, Shen Die, and Thunder Manta.
They all attacked the six green-robed old n.
Chu Buyu manipulated the treasures to strike at the green-robed old n, who were all killed.
Their nascent souls had just left their bodies when they were devoured by the Eight-Winged Soul-eating Centipede and others.
Zhu Yue’s face turned pale with shock.
With a flip of her right hand, a talisman inscribed with ceaseless golden light appeared, emitting terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations.
Just as she was about to deploy a sixth-stage talisman, the Shen Die issued a deafening dragon’s roar.
The environnt around her turned blurry, and she found herself in a resplendent golden palace.
“Illusion Technique?”
Zhu Yue’s expression turned sour as she realized it was an illusion; though she wanted to break free, it wasn’t easy.
Shen Long and Chu Buyu appeared, and Zhu Yue’s gaze beca vacant.
Chu Buyu flipped his right hand, and a round bead with ceaseless black light erged in his palm—the inferior Sky-Reaching Spiritual Treasure, Soul Capturing Bead, crafted from the eye of a fifth-grade soul-capturing beast.
It could control a Soul Transformation Cultivator with the help of this treasure.
With a flick of his fingers, Chu Buyu unleashed a blinding black light from the Soul Capturing Bead, which penetrated into Zhu Yue’s body.
“With this, she’s now at our disposal,” Chu Buyu said.
There were too many ways to control cultivators in the Realm of the Spiritual Pivot, and the Soul Capturing Bead was just one of them.
Cultivators from The Lower Realm had a hard ti seeing through these thods.
Besides Zhu Yue, all the other cultivators of the Yaksha Clan on the island were killed, and the Transference Arrays were destroyed.
“The play we’re directing is about to comnce,” Shen Long’s lips curled up slightly.
He looted the corpses for valuables, let the Red Fire Monkeys devour the corpses of the Yaksha Clan cultivators, pillaged the island’s treasures, then set a massive fire to burn down Rakshasa Island before leaving the place.
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Five Lights Realm, Five Lights Mountain Range.
In a serene estate, Mo Xin, Mo Hai, and Mo Yue were seated inside a Green Stone Pavilion, discussing sothing.
“Now that fifteen realms have ssaging Arrays installed, any major news can be relayed to us through the ssaging Arrays, and we can also use them to command our clanspeople across the realms, increasing our efficiency,” Mo Hai said.
The Five Lights Clan had mbers spread across fifteen realms, and many clans were their vassals.
The Five Lights Clan could mobilize forces from over forty realms to search for Fairy Yulian’s avatar—such was the power of a great clan.
“We’ve brought down thirty Seven-Orifice Disks, infused with the spirit souls of fifth-grade Seven-Orifice Worms.
The more powerful the Divine Sense of the creature, the more sensitive the Seven-Orifice Worm is to them.
Even if we have to dig three feet into the ground, we must find Fairy Yulian’s avatar,” Mo Yue said solemnly.
They had no idea of the whereabouts of Fairy Yulian’s avatar and could only adopt the most rudintary thod of eliminating possibilities one by one.
They planned to dispatch people with the Seven-Orifice Disks to other realms for inspection.
If they detected a Divine Sense from soone at the Divinity Transformation Stage, they would send people to capture them.
Sooner or later, they were sure to find Fairy Yulian.
Mo Xin nodded, about to say sothing when Mo Yue took out a Law Disk that was flickering with Spiritual Light, inserted a spell into it, and a man’s voice, panicked and distraught, rang out, “Miss Mo, it’s terrible news—our base in the Ziguang Realm has been attacked by an unknown force.
All our people there, including a Soul Transformation Cultivator, have been killed.”
“Ziguang Realm?
I rember we had two Soul Transformation Cultivators in Ziguang Realm.
How could our people be suddenly attacked there?
Do we know the reason?” Mo Yue pressed for answers.
“I have no idea!
The Ziguang Realm was always peaceful; thankfully, the bases with ssaging Arrays were not attacked.”
The man said.
“Fairy Yulian?”
Mo Hai speculated.
“Send soone to the Ziguang Realm imdiately, leave no stone unturned until we find the culprit,” Mo Xin said with gravity.
“Yes, we will send Soul Transformation Cultivators to the Ziguang Realm right away.”
The man agreed.
“Mo Hai, Mo Yue, you go as well,” instructed Mo Xin, and Mo Hai and Mo Yue assented.
A vast number of Five Lights Sect Cultivators were mobilized, heading towards the Ziguang Realm.
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