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Chapter 210 Surrounded by Cultivators, Laughing Demon Cloud, Heavenly Calamity Shatters the Mysterious Firmament [Two-in-One]

You Ronghuan's pupils contracted.

"Aren't you worried about your situation?" she asked, her hands, hidden in her sleeves, quickly forming a hand seal.

The setup at the top of the nearby sword peak immediately transmitted images of the surrounding area.

She quickly glanced at the screen; everything was calm and nothing unusual had happened.

Glancing at Tang Hao's calm face, You Ronghuan was still uneasy. She changed the hand seals and activated another part of the arrangement.

After deciding to ambush them here, her subordinate, Jade Face Chief, searched the mountain and, following her orders, set up some reconnaissance arrays.

Besides the water mirror array that was transmitting images just now.

There's another set, a strange magic array that she obtained from a blood cultivator at a high price.

This magic array has no other power; its most important function is to sense the aura of a cultivator's flesh and blood.

Even ordinary Core Formation cultivators cannot escape this formation, and even Nascent Soul cultivators can leave clues if they are not careful.

The magic array quickly swept across a radius of several miles, and then projected the results into her mind.

Still nothing?

Yourong Huanzhu felt slightly relaxed.

Tang Hao had no idea that she had made so many moves simply because he hadn't shown any panic.

He simply looked at the other person, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Worried? What's there to worry about?"

“You dare to ambush me, you bunch of demon bastards, you are the ones who should be most worried.” He casually glanced at the clouds that covered all directions.

He thought to himself, 'Is this cloud magic? Or some kind of cloud formation? It looks quite interesting.'

The swordsman misunderstood his actions, thinking he wanted to ask for help from outside, and immediately laughed twice before stepping forward.

He sneered, "Kid, you also think that sword cultivators live on every sword peak and that the commotion here will attract attention, right?"

As he spoke, the sword cultivator looked around and exchanged glances with the group of demonic cultivators.

In an instant, various ambiguous laughs rang out, and the gazes directed at Tang Hao were full of mockery.

Tang Hao's smile turned somewhat strange as he joined in their self-congratulatory remarks, saying, "I already checked before I came, and there really isn't anyone around here."

“Of course, this is a place I carefully selected.” The sword cultivator chuckled. “There’s not even a Qi Refining cultivator here, let alone a Core Formation cultivator. We don’t need to worry about anyone disturbing us.”

"I can rest assured that!"

Tang Hao nodded slightly, a look of satisfaction on his face.

His actions immediately angered many demonic cultivators.

"Does he really think he can defeat so many cultivators of the same level?"

"I've seen arrogant people, but I've never seen anyone this arrogant."

"They've already fallen into the ambush trap, and we still haven't figured out who the big boss and small boss are. Let's get moving and fast forward to the part where he kneels down and begs for mercy."

"My greatsword is itching for a fight."

However, You Ronghuan was not as optimistic as they were, and warned, "Everyone, be careful. This kid is very cunning. His fearlessness must be suspicious."

She had always known that Tang Hao was not some naive new disciple.

She still vividly remembers the scene where the other party and Jiang Shenyin pretended to be drugged, turned the tables on the flying boat, and captured her and her subordinates.

Thinking about everything that followed, she gritted her teeth in hatred: 'Just you wait, I'll catch you first, then lure out Luo Kedi and Jiang Shenyin one by one.'

Master Hufeng chuckled and comforted her, "Don't worry, Senior Sister Yourong. I know what he's relying on. This time, he won't be able to escape."

"Oh?" You Ronghuan raised an eyebrow and looked over.

"This guy has the bloodline of the Yellow Emperor, and his greatest strength is speed." The Wind Master looked confident. "Did you add the medicinal liquid I gave to Senior Sister to the Cloud Formation?"

As he spoke, he stared at Tang Hao with a cold smile.

"Yes, it should have been distributed by now, but I don't know if it has been effective."

You Ronghuan nodded, and as she was setting up the formation, the other party handed her a bottle of medicine.

When asked, the other party only said it was a good thing that could greatly reduce Tang Hao's combat power.

She secretly tested it and found no toxicity; it seemed to be just the juice of a special herb.

After hesitating for a moment, she still added it to the cloud formation.

The reason they let the group talk nonsense without launching an attack immediately was...

It was also because of the Wind Master's request that the medicine needed to be dispersed more thoroughly.

Tang Hao and the Wind Master met with cold, piercing gazes.

They didn't deliberately try to communicate; they simply had a straightforward conversation.

They clearly see him as fish on a chopping board.

'Specifically targeting the Chenghuang bloodline, can the mere evaporation of this medicinal liquid drastically reduce my combat power?'

He didn't take it too seriously, and even took a deep breath before realizing that there was a very faint lychee scent in the air.

Although his auxiliary cultivation method has changed, the effect of "Danxiang Huayuan Jue" ignoring poisons of the same level has disappeared.

One can focus on cultivating the "Eight Primordial Scenes True Scripture," which allows one to refine any foreign energy or substances that enter the body in a timely manner, without needing to worry about them.

'So it's the juice of lychee flowers.' Tang Hao immediately understood after a brief examination.

Lycium flowers are not poisonous; in fact, they are a favorite snack of Chenghuang.

However, it is extremely cooling in nature. After consuming Huang, the blood will be in a low-temperature state, and it will be unable to exert its amazing speed for a short period of time.

He found it amusing; using methods for dealing with strange beasts to deal with him, a Core Formation cultivator, was utterly laughable.

'Oh, they don't know I've reached the Core Formation stage yet, that's alright then.'

Having learned their trump cards, Tang Hao was too lazy to waste any more words with them.

He waved to put away the flying boat beneath his feet, stretched his limbs, and beckoned with his finger towards the central cloud platform.

With a defiant look on his face, he shouted, "Come here!"

Upon seeing this, You Ronghuan's lips twitched involuntarily.

She never expected that Tang Hao would actually put away the magical flying boat.

This is tantamount to voluntarily abandoning a powerful defense.

She couldn't help but look at the Wind Master beside her: "That drug, was it to drive him mad and make him lose his mind?"

No matter how you look at it, You Ronghuan felt that Tang Hao's behavior was somewhat abnormal.

Seeing this, the Wind Master was also puzzled, and his eyes rolled.

He speculated, "Tang Hao has lost his speed advantage; he wants his senior sister to go over and capture the thief first..."

Noticing the other person's strange look, he quickly coughed and changed his words.

"It must be this kid's scheme. He probably wants to capture you, Senior Sister, who is in charge, and then use that to blackmail us into letting him go."

After saying that, he nodded vigorously to increase the credibility of his words.

"Humph!"

You Rong Huanzhu gave a disdainful snort and revealed the array plate in his left palm with a flick of his wrist.

He quickly formed a hand seal with his right hand, and spiritual light entered into it.

As the gimbal shifted its position, the clouds covering the area began to churn, creating swirling vortices.

Under Tang Hao's gaze, the vortexes twisted and changed, creating a feeling that drew the mind in.

'Hmm, it's a bit like a past life, it creates an illusion, with flashy and exaggerated images.' He stared directly at it without flinching.

I mentally assessed it: 'It has a hint of hypnosis.'

The moment the thought crossed his mind, Tang Hao sensed an attack specifically targeting the soul, which was projected into his sea of ​​consciousness through his eyes.

'Illusion combined with soul attack, huh? That's quite powerful, comparable to a Core Formation stage cultivator.'

If it's before the Core Formation stage, or more precisely, before the Nightmare Butterfly Secret Technique advanced to the Nightmare Throne stage.

This soul attack could indeed cause him a great deal of trouble.

But now, he watched helplessly as the invisible, intangible ripples stirred up by the cloud formation struck the divine soul seated on the throne, and then... vanished without a trace.

Yes, ever since Tang Hao's soul ascended the throne, it has remained there and refused to leave.

Other people's souls are hidden deep within their sea of ​​consciousness, not daring to show their heads.

His own spirit, calm and collected, sat swaggering on the throne.

Looking at the divine soul and the throne, which showed no reaction whatsoever to wave after wave of divine soul attacks.

Even though he had expected it, Tang Hao couldn't help but feel secretly pleased.

His mind sank into his sea of ​​consciousness, which manifested outwardly as his eyes floating aimlessly in mid-air.

To the ambush demonic cultivators, this was clearly a success for Lord Yourong's illusion array. They immediately cheered and, at his signal, left their respective cloud platforms and flew towards Tang Hao.

They were determined to be the first to take down the opponent, fearing that if they were even a little late, they would lose their reputation for outstanding contributions.

"For the [Golden Elixir Jade Rejuvenation Pill]!"

"Come on!"

Tang Hao was merely shifting his attention; he wasn't completely oblivious to the outside world.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but twitch my lips.

He activated the Nightmare Throne with a thought.

Dozens of nightmare butterflies, invisible to the naked eye, fluttered their wings and flew out from the void in front of him.

It flew towards various parts of the cloud formation, pouncing on people's heads whenever it saw them.

They didn't even touch the demon cultivators; they vanished in a flash when they were only inches away from their skin.

The vast majority of demonic cultivators were completely unaware of this change.

Even the leader, Yourong Huanzhu, was silently infected and parasitized by the Nightmare Butterfly.

However, some of the quick-witted and swift demonic cultivators had already pounced in front of Tang Hao, and it seemed that the two were about to fight.

Even though the Nightmare Kingdom's fortune began to exert its power the moment the Black Gold Dragon Butterfly parasitized it.

However, it will not be easy to get the demonic cultivators to stop under the influence of their subconscious.

Tang Hao didn't care; he hadn't planned to keep all of these people anyway.

The swordsman was the fastest, his face full of excitement, as he swung his longsword toward his target.

His cultivation had already reached the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, making him one of the best among the crowd, and he believed he could take the lead.

He had mentally rehearsed countless times how to incapacitate his opponent with a single sword strike, how to capture him, and how to guard against other demonic cultivators making underhanded moves.

'The Golden Elixir of Jade Rejuvenation must be mine, mine! I want to form my Golden Elixir!'

Just as he was lost in thought, he noticed that Tang Hao's eyes had somehow regained their clarity.

He was looking at himself with a half-smile.

next moment.

Tang Hao then made a sword-like gesture with his hand and spat out a mouthful of liquid.

A black and white flying sword suddenly flew out of its mouth.

"Flying sword?"

The sword cultivator watched this scene with utter shock and horror.

Being able to refine a flying sword into one's dantian is a mark of a Core Formation cultivator!

In the blink of an eye, he had made his decision.

He frantically activated the sword energy within his body, and spat out a mouthful of blood onto the longsword in his hand.

Then, instead of trying to launch a fatal attack, he desperately tried to block the flying sword.

The sword cultivator himself, however, was hit with a "bang," his body bursting with blood as he plummeted downwards.

"【Burning Blood Escape Technique】? Blood Cultivator?" This was the last voice he heard.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a sharp pain between his eyebrows, and his consciousness plunged into darkness.

Meanwhile, the demonic cultivator who had attacked alongside the sword cultivator only realized something was wrong when he began to fall.

Before they could even react.

Then a black and white flying sword suddenly appeared, slicing the blood-stained longsword in two as easily as cutting tofu.

Then there was a clanging sound.

The flying sword split at the boundary between black and white, turning into two swords, one black and one white.

The black one, as it swam, emitted a roar like that of a dragon whale, a deep, resonant sound that captivated the soul.

Anyone who gets approached by it will be stunned and frozen in place before they even get close. In fact, many demonic cultivators forget to activate their defensive magical artifacts.

Even those who reacted quickly managed to erect a defensive shield, but when the black sword descended, it crushed them mercilessly.

The weapon and the person were crushed to pieces, leaving hardly a complete corpse.

They didn't even get a good look at the white one.

It was only glimpsed briefly when it first shattered, and in the next instant, it vanished without a trace.

Only the strange sounds of "pop," "plop," and "hiss" could be heard.

Each commotion meant either a demonic cultivator's defensive shield shattered, leaving them with a gaping hole in the head, or someone was split in two, shield and person at the same time.

The change was so sudden that many people were caught off guard.

Only after all the demonic cultivators who had left the Cloud Platform had died did someone finally exclaim in surprise: "A Core Formation cultivator!"

For a moment, all those who participated in the ambush turned ashen-faced.

Cries of apology and begging for mercy followed.

"Please spare my life, sir!"

"I was wrong, please forgive me, senior!"

"We have been misled and do not intend to be enemies of the true man."

"Yes, yes, that's the Lord Yourong Huan!"

You Ronghuan's face turned pale, and he stared in disbelief at the boy surrounded by the cloud platform.

"Core Formation? When did he form his core? That's impossible! Just two days ago, he participated in the alchemy competition. Isn't the Immortal Sect Disciple Exchange Meeting a no-participation event for Core Formation cultivators?" she murmured.

Suddenly, her pupils dilated, and she realized what was happening.

A bitter smile appeared on his face: "So that's how it is. You went to Sword Edge Valley a long time ago and even successfully entered the Core Formation realm there. This was just a trap set for us."

"Hahahaha, how ridiculous! I thought I had set an ambush, but it turns out I was the one trapped in the trap, hahahaha." She laughed maniacally.

Yourong Huanzhu has lost his fighting spirit.

The Wind-Controlling Master, the Light-Shaking Master, and those Foundation Establishment cultivators around her could not give her any sense of security.

Didn't you see that those demonic cultivators who rushed forward had no power to resist Tang Hao's flying sword?

Even the mid-Foundation Establishment blood cultivator who was lurking in the Free and Unfettered Sword Sect couldn't withstand a single sword finger strike from him.

How can we fight her? She's only at the early Foundation Establishment stage.

"I..." She wanted to beg for mercy, but her throat felt dry and she couldn't make a sound.

Unlike others, she was bound by both old and new grudges; how could the other party possibly let her go?
"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

Before Lord Yourong could even speak, Lord Hufeng and Lord Yaoguang beside him had already knelt down one after another.

"Master Tang, we share a bloodline, we are both the origin of the Hufeng clan, please spare me, don't kill me!" The Hufeng Master kept kowtowing, his will to live was extremely strong.

The Lord of Yaoguang, with his half-mask concealing his red lips, seemed unable to speak, "Tang..."

After trying for a long time without getting anywhere, he finally made a tough decision and took off the mask.

She looked at Tang Hao with a resentful and inexplicable gaze.

As a result, Tang Hao didn't even look in their direction.

Instead, it kept its eyes fixed on a gimbal at the edge.

Shen Mengyao looked in that direction and saw only a figure in a black dress on the cloud platform.

The woman's face was covered by a black veil, revealing only her eyes. She felt that the other person's figure was somewhat familiar, but she couldn't recognize who it was.

Who is that? Why does Tang Hao value her so much?

“Master, we meet again.” Tang Hao suddenly spoke.

With a hint of regret in his voice, he said, "Back in Shengjing, I let you and Yan Yunsheng leave, but I never expected that you two would turn out to be such ingrates. Tsk tsk."

'That's Shi Buyu?' Shen Mengyao was taken aback.

She knew about what happened in Shengjing; Shi Buyu had destroyed the Ninth Prince's private residence and was captured.

It's just unclear what happened between Tang Hao and him later.

"Ha! You dare bring this up again!"

The master's smile turned cold, and his aura intensified.

He was also at the Core Formation stage.

(End of this chapter)