Chapter 328: Are You Trying To Switch Side?
For the residents near Qifeng City, today was undoubtedly a day they would never forget.
The mont they saw nearly twenty Nascent Soul Realm cultivators, carrying an overwhelming aura, chasing a terrifying black mist giant that sent shivers through their souls, many were left utterly stunned.
What was happening? Why were so many Nascent Soul Realm experts, who were rarely seen on ordinary days, gathered together today?
And what was that black mist giant? So kind of monster?
Most natives of Xuanyuan Province had no knowledge of the "Soulblade Specters" that were considered local specialties in Sword Province. Even those who had heard of them had rarely, if ever, seen one in person. And even if soone had seen a Soulblade Specter, they would never associate the massive black mist giant with the usual emaciated and sinister appearance of a Soulblade Specter.
This left plenty of room for imagination.
People began to envision a scene where a group of Nascent Soul Realm experts joined forces to chase down a powerful Netherkin, forcing it to flee in panic.
How could they miss such a grand event?
"Haha! I’ve only ever heard those old folks from the royal city brag about that so-called ’Night of Extermination,’ boasting about ’eighteen Nascent Soul experts forming a formation, and the Emperess slaying the Netherkin with two strikes.’ They made it sound so thrilling, and now I finally get to witness sothing like this myself!"
"Are you still laughing? If these great experts keep chasing like this, with our low cultivation levels, we won’t even be able to catch a glimpse of the action. They’ll be gone in no ti!"
"I think you all should be careful. With only Foundation Establishnt Realm cultivation, if you get too close and a sudden battle breaks out, even the residual energy could turn you to ash!"
"Hey! Didn’t you see that black mist Netherkin didn’t even dare to look back while being chased by our human experts? Just keep a safe distance, and we’ll be fine!"
Among the crowd of low-level cultivators trailing far behind the Nascent Soul Realms in the sky, excited voices continued to ring out.
No one needed to remind them; those who dared to follow naturally knew their limits. If things took a turn for the worse, they could probably run several tis faster than they were now.
However, no matter how fast they ran, the distance between them, moving on the ground, and the Nascent Soul Realms teleporting through the air would only grow larger.
The chase between the Soulblade Specter, born from the Sword Emperor’s broken sword, and the nearly twenty Nascent Soul Realm experts had already passed through countless cities in Xuanyuan Province. Along the way, there were plenty of curious onlookers, but in the end, they all had to sigh in regret and return ho.
So other Nascent Soul Realm experts also noticed the scene along the way, but faced with such a situation, they hesitated. After chasing for a while and piecing together the general story from the occasional shouts of the pursuers, they eventually stopped, choosing not to involve themselves in this karma.
As for Tribulation Crossing Realm experts... no one knew if any had appeared during the chase.
Compared to the other curious onlookers along the way, the people near Qifeng City might consider themselves sowhat lucky.
Although they would arrive late, they still had a chance to witness the outco of this chase.
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An intense sense of crisis pushed Luo Wusheng’s mind to operate at its limit.
In an instant, he realized what he had misjudged.
The "spiritual chicken" before him was no ordinary spiritual chicken from Xiaofeng Mountain—it was a chicken Netherkin! Its characteristics inexplicably overlapped with the legendary spiritual chicken of Xiaofeng Mountain, but it possessed at least a mid-stage Nascent Soul Realm cultivation level!
Moreover, it wasn’t aligned with the little pink fox’s faction. This was a major Netherkin from the faction of the new Monarch of the Netherkin Nation!
Just like a certain rat Netherkin who had recently been physically "cleansed" and was reportedly imprisoned in the prison of the Netherland, this chicken Netherkin was an enemy, not a friend!
Having clearly realized this, Luo Wusheng imdiately wrapped his arms around the two girls beside him and transford into a shadowy figure, retreating rapidly. He brought the two stunning young won to the peak of Xiaofeng Mountain, but the rapidly expanding chicken Netherkin was still right in front of them.
His left eye, the Antediluvian Nether Eye, began to burn faintly.
However, right before his eyes, the chicken Netherkin, which was still expanding and whose nether energy had completely eradicated any appetite he might have had, didn’t imdiately turn its attention to him. Instead, its blood-red eyes were fixed on the horizon.
That direction... wasn’t that where he had just sensed his own pitch-black broken sword returning from?
Luo Wusheng was montarily stunned. The chicken Netherkin’s inexplicable earlier words flashed through his mind, but now wasn’t the ti to ponder their aning. He quickly refocused, intending to first store the two girls in the space of his Antediluvian Nether Eye.
Although both were shielded with thick plot armours, they both are only Foundation Establishnt Realm cultivators, surviving against a Nascent Soul Realm expert was impossible without so kind of cheat.
Well, he supposed he was the "cheat" they were relying on this ti.
However, just as he was about to activate the Antediluvian Nether Eye, his consciousness was interrupted again.
[I’m dood! I’m dood!]
A ssage coincidentally ca through his connection with the Sword Emperor’s broken sword, and this ti, it was accompanied by an image.
In the image, the broken sword, transford into a massive Soulblade Specter, was running under the setting sun...
Wait, what?
Although it was indeed afternoon, sunset was still a while away, wasn’t it?
Then, with his brain working at full capacity, Luo Wusheng quickly realized what this "setting sun" actually was.
It was a massive fireball!
Beneath the fireball stood eighteen— no, nineteen cultivators, floating in the air!
And when he looked at the black mist giant, although it was still shrouded in rolling black mist, there were clearly several dents in its form...
’Urgh—it’s really being hunted down? How did it manage to provoke so many Nascent Soul Realm experts?’
Luo Wusheng felt his scalp tingle. He glanced at Little Yuli beside him, and the tingling intensified.
He couldn’t let this girl see the broken sword in its Soulblade Specter form. Although the Sword Fairy was a bit naive, if she had the chance to learn about the Soulblade Specters of Sword Province and saw the Sword Emperor’s broken sword in this state, she might start piecing things together.
Thinking this, and noticing that the chicken Netherkin was for so reason motionless, Luo Wusheng quickly sent an instruction through his connection with the Sword Emperor’s broken sword, ordering it to exit its Soulblade Specter mode.
After completing this step, Luo Wusheng’s palms were already slick with cold sweat.
As if sensing his tension, the two girls, who had been montarily stunned, moved closer to him.
Bai Xiaoyao’s eyes flickered, a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, her delicate brows furrowed as if deep in thought.
Lu Yuli, with one hand on the Sword Ancestor wooden sword, bit her lip tightly, remaining silent.
At that mont, while the chicken Netherkin seed to be still expanding its body and hadn’t taken any action, sothing else erged from the void and appeared before Luo Wusheng.
It was the Sword Emperor’s broken sword, trailing a long stream of black mist!
Seeing that it hadn’t appeared in its Soulblade Specter form, Luo Wusheng breathed a sigh of relief. He was about to retrieve the broken sword, which had sohow caused such a commotion, when it suddenly bypassed him, its new master, and darted behind him.
It then circled around Little Yuli before coming to a stop in front of the Sword Ancestor wooden sword in her hand, trembling violently.
For so reason, this scene reminded Luo Wusheng of a cat with its fur standing on end.
’No! This is not the ti for this! Are you trying to switch sides or sothing??’
Was the attraction of the true protagonist to a sword really this strong?
Luo Wusheng couldn’t help but complain internally, but then he saw the Sword Emperor’s broken sword suddenly touch the Sword Ancestor wooden sword with lightning speed.
A shadowy, ink-black replica of the Sword Ancestor wooden sword separated from the broken sword.
The mont the shadow rged with the Sword Ancestor wooden sword, the Sword Fairy’s hair began to flutter as if caught in a breeze.
A small, ink-colored sword mark appeared on the young girl’s forehead, glowing faintly.
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