Wayfarer

Chapter 746: You Omen of Calamity

Chapter 746: You Omen of Calamity

Zhao Yuanjiao's army of Taiqing disciples reached Bingxian. The Immortal city's gates were tightly shut and its defensive formations activated; it was ready for a siege.

Zhao Yuanjiao suddenly narrowed his eyes. "Li Qianjun!"

Above the city walls, Li Qianjun appeared bearing the Taiqing burial pagoda.

"Zhao Yuanjiao, you're nothing but a whelp. Do you really think you can take me on?"

Li Qianjun's voice was loud and bright. It echoed like thunder and bore the intensity of lightning. A wave of pressure emanated from him, causing Zhao Yuanjiao's army to quail.

"Li Qianjun, do you hear that? Someone's calling your name," Zhao Yuanjiao retorted.

"Oh? Who?" Li Qianjun smirked.

"The Taiqing elders and ancestors you killed—your senior brothers, uncles, masters, nephews. All of them are hovering around you, seeking vengeance for their lives!" Zhao Yuanjiao roared.

"Li Qianjun, return my life to me!" the Taiqing army roared.

Li Qianjun visibly shuddered. A wave of cold air surged up his body from his feet.

Li Qianjun shook his head and shouted, "Zhao Yuanjiao, your father wanted to join me, but I refused him for his lack of talent and spared your life. Even so, you dare turn against me? Come at me if you want the Taiqing Immortal Sect to die for good. None of you will survive the day!"

"Don't worry about us just yet. There's another debt you have to repay first," Zhao Yuanjiao said coolly.

From within the army's ranks, a youth walked out—none other than the Demon Child.

With his demon-subduing golden hoop in hand, the Demon Child glared at his erstwhile father with killing intent. "Traitor, you've insulted and hurt my mother for many years. Today, I'll claim your head to avenge her!"

The Demon Child soared into the air as he tossed out his golden hoop. The hoop split up into thousands, tens of thousands of copies, all of which fell toward Bingxian in a meteor shower.

The defensive formations around Bingxian quaked.

Li Qianjun narrowed his eyes. "Die, wayward son!"

With a wave of his hand, the Taiqing burial pagoda soared into the air and grew in size until it was as large as a small mountain. It attempted to suck in all the copies of the golden hoop.

"Dream on!" the Demon Child shouted. He threw a punch into the air, forcing the Taiqing burial pagoda to sputter as the suction abruptly stopped.

Li Qianjun strode forward and punched at the Demon Child in an explosion of fire and wind.

Many of the disciples blanched. "Li Qianjun's a Boundless Immortal now?!"

"Do you know what a wench your mother was? She did everything I told her to. When I beat her, she was glad to have my affection! Not only that, she even gave birth to a lowly mutant like you," Li Qianjun taunted.

The Demon Child immediately flared with rage. "I'll kill you!"

The fighting between the two Boundless Immortals grew more and more intense.

Afar, quite a few disciples began to frown. "Li Qianjun's deliberately trying to antagonize the Demon Child. With the support of the Taiqing burial pagoda and the Demon Child's single-minded attacks, Li Qianjun will quickly gain the upper hand."

"Ye Dafu, lead your troop forward to assist the Demon Child!" Zhao Yuanjiao commanded.

The saint eyed the two cultivators. Though Tang Zhengqi was a good bootlicker, he believed that Tu Siniang was the more loyal. Tu Siniang was his pawn, after all, and would never hurt him. She wasn't wrong, either. Dealing with the enemy commander would quickly end this battle. Why drag things out?

As for Tang Zhengqi, though he seemed loyal to a fault, perhaps he wasn't a particularly good strategist.

"I shall do so once and once only," the saint declared coldly.

"Of course! Thank you, honored Saint!" Tu Siniang exclaimed.

"How dare you disturb His Eminence!" Tang fumed. "I won't spare you!"

The saint ignored the two cultivators' petty squabbles as he eyed Zhao Yuanjiao, who was watching the fight unfold. He smirked and leapt straight toward him in a beam of light.

"Protect the commander!" some cultivators suddenly cried out.

Zhao Yuanjiao immediately drew his sword and stepped back in an attempt to avoid the sudden blow, but the figure had shot toward him far too quickly.

"A Boundless Immortal?!"

"Be careful, Commander!"

The figure flashed right up to Zhao Yuanjiao, whose sword suddenly emitted with blinding light. A frightening attack infused within the sword immediately activated.

"A heart sword?!" the figure yelled out, startled.

However, the figure was simply too close to Zhao Yuanjiao to dodge the attack. The glowing slash cleaved the figure in two, then continued all the way into the heavens.

The purple sword in Zhao Yuanjiao's hands, already cracked, shattered after releasing the second of the stored techniques within it.

The soldiers formed ranks around their commander, Zhao Yuanjiao.

The moment the zombie king had been cleaved apart, a blood-red pillar of light formed between heaven and earth for the barest moment before it vanished. The slash had bisected the zombie king vertically, and the two halves of its body stood immobile before Zhao Yuanjiao.

"Seal this body!" Zhao Yuanjiao commanded.

A group of Taiqing disciples separately stored the two halves of the zombie king's body in two different relics after placing countless seals on them both.

Only then did Zhao Yuanjiao exhale in relief. "If Nanfeng hadn't handed me the heart sword, all of us would have died today..."

He shook his head. There was more work to be done just yet. "Everyone, take down the city!"

"Understood!" shouted countless soldiers and Taiqing disciples .

Afar, Tang Zhengqi cried out in pain as he witnessed the saint's avatar being bisected. "Your Eminence! It's all their fault!"

Then, he turned toward Tu Siniang. "You omen of calamity! You were the one who cursed His Eminence to death. He won't forgive you for this!"

Then, Tang fled from Bingxian.

Alone above the city walls, Tu Siniang was stunned. She still hadn't recovered from the shock of what had happened. "How could this be? It's not my fault. What do I do now?!"

"Die!" the invaders shouted. They charged toward the city.