Chapter 756: Chapter 480: Sword’s Arrival
The magicians of Magic God Sect immediately split into two groups, half ripping the talisman paper, their bodies slowly vanishing as if being wiped away. The remaining group walked to Jin Jian and Gongshu Tian Yuan, halting in front.
No nonsense.
The shabby old Taoist loosened his pants... no, his robes, and inside the robe lining, a row of colorful talisman papers like flags shot like arrows towards the two priests:
"Hold these two off!"
The rest of the magicians simultaneously formed hand seals, and one after another, Magic Light Balls roared, engulfing the two.
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In the courtyard of a countryside mansion, inside the outdoor bath dug from the yard.
With Zhao Douan’s low roar, everything fell silent.
For a long time.
He climbed out of the bath, sat on the edge, and looked down at the Empress lying nearly limp against the pool wall, slightly twitching.
"Splash splash—"
Clear water poured from the mouth of a stone Pixiu statue at the corner of the bath, continuously flowing into the pool.
"A bit too noisy."
Zhao Douan, feeling serene like a Buddha after the fact, looked up at the sky above the courtyard, densely packed clouds, lightning thundered, clicked his tongue:
"So exaggerated, the pursuers would know the Empress is here without being blind, if You can’t cross that barrier, I’m powerless for the time being."
"Hmm..." Xu Zhenguan lazily turned over, closed his eyes, crossed his legs in the water, and softly said: "Get out."
Used and discarded, huh? Fine, fine, it’s true that the Royal Family is the most heartless... Zhao Douan smirked, sensing that Zhenbao’s words implied that this time, success was imminent.
The difficulty of advancing to Heavenly Human exceeded expectations, and the two dared not slack off these days, their actions becoming increasingly bold.
Every part of the mansion had become a cultivation site.
As Zhenbao approached Heavenly Human, he appeared increasingly radiant, his skin red and white, soft as a baby.
Despite possessing Green Lotus’s restorative advantage, Zhao Douan was gradually losing the battle.
He walked ashore, circulated Qi Mechanism to dry the water off himself, and wore the coat hanging on the drying line.
Feeling robust Inner Strength in his Qi Sea, he estimated he’d roughly stepped into the "Middle Grade Worldly Realm."
"But this is not without cost, the Dragon Essence is greatly diminished, not as it originally was. Fortunately, all this is worthwhile."
Zhao Douan sensed the significantly shrunken Dragon Essence within his Qi Sea, smiled, ears twitched, Divine Sense capturing danger from every direction amidst Qingfeng.
"Finally arrived, huh." Zhao Douan whispered softly, closing the courtyard gate, walking through the front yard, and stepping out of the mansion.
Arriving at the doorway.
He then moved a table and chairs to the entrance, fetched sliced watermelon, various seasonal fruits and vegetables, even carrying out a new jar of freshly sealed aged brew.
He also retrieved a roast chicken cooked in the stove pit, placed it on the table.
Zhao Douan sat at the entrance, took out the silver scroll-shaped "Void Illusion Scroll," gently shaking it so a purple bowl fell down.
This was a Buddhist treasure from Xu Zhenguan’s storage bracelet, belonging to the Royal Family collection, Zhao Douan tossed the Purple Gold Bowl into the sky!
"Buzz!"
The bowl suspended high, spinning rapidly, seemingly fixed, and centered around it, a light canopy like a reversed glass bowl enshrouded the entire mansion.
"This bowl can set up Array Barrier, resisting full-power strikes from the Worldly Realm, but someone must control it, otherwise the power greatly reduces."
When Xu Zhenguan gave him the bowl, he said thus.
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The wind blew through the flower sea, days of rain had soaked every inch of flower branches within a radius of Baihua Village, blossoms fresh and tender, ready to drip.
Cold wind brushed through, the flower sea surged like a wave of wheat, layers upon layers, one wave higher than the other.
When the head of the Buddhist Precepts Hall and Tian Hai monk came from the Eastern Flower Sea, they saw the Wang family guards leading a crowd of Martial World swordsmen approaching with sharp blades in the Western Flower Sea.
And in the Southern Flower Sea, silently appeared a group of magicians, led by Xiong Ba and Little Fatty, expressions wary.
The three factions exchanged glances, realizing they were allies, simultaneously turning to surround the blue brick mansion in the center of the flower sea, facing north and south.
Then, the three forces paused.
They first saw that transparent glass-bowl-like Barrier covering the entire mansion.
Then immediately saw, the mansion’s gate, at the steps below, within the Barrier, Zhao Douan squatting before a low table, greedily consuming food to replenish depleted stamina.
His mouth was oily, right hand holding half a roast chicken, left hand clutching a slice of watermelon.
Biting meat on the left, gnawing melon on the right, eating with focused attention, almost transcendently.
The Golden Crow Flying Dagger transformed into a short blade, and the Cold Frost Sword, yet to be unsheathed, lay on the table.
The pursuers surrounded him from three sides, nearly at hand, yet Zhao Douan seemed utterly unconcerned.
Slowly swallowed the food in his mouth, leisurely drew out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, smilingly glanced at a group of enemies, some familiar, some strange:
"Today’s liveliness is quite unexpected."
Everyone’s expression was peculiar, momentarily not daring to move, fearing deceit.
Finally, the head of the Divine Dragon Temple Precepts Hall spoke first: "Zhao Douan, long time no see."
Zhao Douan glanced sideways, a contemptuous look toward the monk wearing cassock, the stern, rigid priest:
"Who are you?"
The head of Precepts Hall’s expression stiffened, anger welled, feeling mocked and ignored!
The two had met more than once, last time, was during the Buddhist Debating Scripture, the head of Precepts Hall was also present, standing behind Master Xuan Yin.