Sparrow Catching Cup

Chapter 296 - 294. The Indestructible Main Hall (4/4)

Chapter 296: 294. The Indestructible Main Hall (4/4)


(This update doesn’t count as part of today’s four updates)


%%%%


Outside Cangwu City.


Five enormous Great Demons, each over a hundred meters long, pressed forward like massive storm clouds in the rainy season. They covered half the sky and crushed the people’s hearts with despair. As the beastly roars echoed from the skies, the vast Cangwu City felt like a lone boat amidst raging waves.


Children cried in fear, and their mothers’ embraces no longer provided comfort. People on the streets hurried back indoors to hide. Although their homes were not a safe haven, it was the only place they felt secure. As the City Lord, Huan Cheng, watched this scene, he unconsciously tightened his grip on his sword.


In that moment, he understood that a real war was upon them.


It was hard to imagine that the assault of three Divine Profound Realm figures on Cangwu City was merely an appetizer.


"City Lord, what should we do now?"


This question didn’t come from any particular subordinate but was asked in unison by all those surrounding him.


Huan Cheng turned to look at Yunlan Mountain, froze for a moment, and then said, "Draw your swords! Those who offend Cangwu shall be killed without mercy!"


"Kill!"


"Kill!"


The City Lord had bravery, and naturally, so did his men,


when the shouts of killing seemed to match the beastly roars from the sky, and the Golden Winged Snake hovered over the center of the city, Nangong Wentian stood with his arms behind his back.


"Where are the people of the Immortal Sect!"


The angry shout was thunderous, deafening to all.


In the next moment, Wen Ping stood on the Thousand Layers, using the Flood Dragon’s Fury, responding loudly, "Looking for me?"


When Wen Ping responded, the fear on the faces of the people of Cangwu City diminished considerably.


Because Wen Ping was their last spiritual pillar.


Having witnessed the victories of the Immortal Sect, they believed the Immortal Sect would surely triumph again.


Upon hearing Wen Ping’s response, Nangong Wentian sneered lightly and started a conversation from a kilometer away, "I am here to massacre the city today."


Wen Ping responded, "If you want to fight, then come find me. Your Mitian Sect people died at the hands of my Immortal Sect."


"Ha, do you care about the lives of ordinary people?"


"You talk too much."


Before Nangong Wentian could speak, Nan Hao interrupted, "Stop pretending, you care about their lives... If you care, then kneel down. Kneel, and we won’t kill them; otherwise, they will be buried with the Divine Profound Realm of the Mitian Sect. We are quite far apart, and if I start killing them, the strong person behind you can’t stop me."


Upon hearing Nan Hao’s words, Nangong Wentian’s lips curled into a sinister smile, like a murderer enjoying the thrill of decapitating others.


Wen Ping hated this kind of smile.


He hated even more the feeling of being threatened.


"Go ahead and kill. You kill ten thousand people of Cangwu City, and I will retaliate against your Mitian Sect tenfold. Anyway, we’ve already killed five Half-Step Divine Profound and two Divine Profound ones. Your Mitian Sect doesn’t fear losing a few more people. Being in the Divine Profound Realm, if they don’t want to fight you and only wish to leave, can you stop them? If they want to kill your descendants, can you protect them? If you think you can, if you think you have many avatars, feel free to..."


Upon hearing Wen Ping’s words, Nan Hao was momentarily stunned.


The thought of massacring the city was halted.


"Sir, what now?"


"Don’t worry, he’s just being stubborn... But put the massacre on hold, you and I will ascend the mountain together and knock him over. If he retaliates, then we use the massacre to threaten him."


"Master, you’re wise!"


"You take the lead!"


Nan Hao was speechless, thinking to himself: Flattered in vain.


On Yunlan Mountain, Biyue Piaoling and the others looked at Nangong Wentian with a somewhat grim expression.


Because they could clearly sense that Nangong Wentian was not Divine Profound Lower Realm, but very likely was Divine Profound Middle Realm. And if it is Divine Profound Middle Realm, the Double Divine Profound Lower Realm Guardians of the Immortal Sect would not be opponents. In the Profound Realm, Lower Realm against Middle Realm was like chickens and dogs, the same applied to the Divine Profound Realm.


"Here we go again!"


However, as the senior brother, Yang Lele just shook his head and smiled.


Everyone was puzzled and quickly looked to Wen Ping.


Wen Ping also noticed their concerns and then said, "If you’re scared, just stay inside the Main Hall and close the door."


"This..."


Hide in a house?


Are they like those self-deceiving ordinary people?


However, Yang Lele took the lead in going inside, found a room with several windows, and sat down. Following Yang Lele were other people from the Immortal Sect. Although freshly arrived, Luo Mi and Lin Kewu were somewhat puzzled by this move, but seeing that their senior, Yang Lele, showed no sign of worry, they managed to suppress their internal fears.


Biyue Piaoling was the first to enter, "Let’s go in."


After that, although Hua Zixun and the others were anxious, they still followed suit.


Just as the Main Hall doors closed, the Giant Demon arrived!


The Evil Spirit Knight and Mountain Dog also appeared in succession, standing by Wen Ping’s side, fully prepared.


As soon as Nangong Wentian landed, he jumped directly from the head of the Golden Winged Snake, his Double Meridian Gate opened—and it was a crimson Meridian Gate, with no visible rotating vortex on his wrist.


This was a truly Anomalous Divine Profound!


And it was the Divine Profound Middle Realm!


Upon landing, he glanced at the Evil Spirit Knight and Mountain Dog, laughed dismissively, and then spoke to Nan Hao, "You don’t need to take the lead. I don’t want to waste time. Go grab the people inside the Main Hall for me..."


Nan Hao nodded, glancing at the people lying by the windows of the Main Hall.


Hiding in a house?


Are they kidding?


Bam!


Bam!


The sounds of Vibrating Vein echoed.


Following that, Nan Hao drew his sword and walked step by step toward the edge of the window.


Biyue Piaoling and the others were startled, "Here it comes!"


"What do we do now?"


Hua Zixun thought to himself, this is bad, but Yang Lele and the others just used their clothes to wipe the window glass and then watched the approaching Nan Hao with great interest.


"I told you to hide!"


Nan Hao shouted angrily, a massive Sword Qi accompanying the Vibrating Vein Sound slashed toward them.


"It’s over!"


Hua Zixun and the others immediately closed their eyes.


However, there was just a single bam, and nothing followed.


The Sword Qi shattered upon hitting the Main Hall’s window glass, not even leaving a speck of dust behind.


Yang Lele sighed, exhaled onto the window, wiped it with his sleeve again, and responded calmly, "If you want to fight, fight, why hack at the window?"


"This!"


Nan Hao was stunned, staring at the sword in his hand.


Hua Zixun and the others were also stunned.


No wonder Sect Leader Wen told them to hide here; turns out the Main Hall was this sturdy!


Nangong Wentian turned back, yelling angrily, "Useless! What the hell are you doing?"


Nan Hao, feeling utterly wronged by the rebuke, hastened to explain, "My Qi Gathering Slash has already reached Perfection, and it’s a Yellow Level Top-Grade Vein Skill, but I can’t slash open the Main Hall!"


"Can’t slash it open?"


Seeing Nangong Wentian’s disbelief, Nan Hao hastily slashed several Sword Qi attacks.


Bam bam bam!


The blows hit the window and the walls, all dissipating immediately.


Nangong Wentian murmured, "So uncanny... Keep hacking, if you can’t even break through a house, I’ll hold you accountable for Ge Hua’s death!"


Nan Hao’s heart was flooded with grievances.


Watching the Immortal Sect disciples staring at him from inside the window and then glancing at his own sword, he had no choice but to continue slashing toward the window.