bullyxtreme Chapter 185 Observing from the Sidelines and Discussing Cause and Effect (4)
Chapter 185 Observing from the Sidelines and Discussing Cause and Effect (4)
I said three days, and it's three days.
Three days later, Xue Rendong led his men to surround Penglai Island.
They laid a trap, waiting to catch the turtle in the jar.
The Taiji Palace made decisions swiftly and decisively, and the Four Symbols City acted with lightning speed. Their efficient and decisive style of action, from top to bottom, crushed the immortal sects and kicked Fengdu.
Although he often does incompetent things, he is incredibly fast in organizing and dispatching, and his orders are strictly enforced. There's really nothing to criticize about him.
Li Tingyun is very undisciplined and never gets involved in anything, but when he needs people, no one dares to be unreliable—if someone doesn't follow the rules, how the hell can they survive?!
The Taiji Hall's "demons and monsters," "tigers and wolves," and "petty villains," scattered like a pile of sand, gathered like a ball of fire, each wielding a sword, unsheathed and ready to strike wherever they point, roared in unison: Don't underestimate the bond between our necks and heads!
Everyone in Penglai Island was in a state of panic. Before they could even react, their doorsteps were completely surrounded. Those who tried to break in died, those who resisted died, and those who blocked the way also died.
Xuanwu City came with great force, but their opponents were not to be trifled with!
What kind of place is Penglai Island?
No one who is not a Golden Core cultivator is worthy of setting foot on the island!
In terms of aptitude, each of them possesses a single-elemental celestial spiritual root; in terms of cultivation, there is no upper limit and none are useless.
With reclusive masters providing support from the rear and talented young men guarding the front, there isn't a single useless coward dragging us down. Everyone is capable of standing on their own, forming a formidable force of elite soldiers, or perhaps, proud and fierce warriors.
Penglai Continent is the proudest and most powerful force in the entire cultivation world.
If a comparison had to be made, they might be slightly better than Dao Xuan Sect, but the cultivation world still regards Dao Xuan Sect as the leader and Ren Pingsheng as the most respected. No one would look down on the group from Penglai Continent. The reason for this is that their overall atmosphere is incompatible with other sects. If they have the ability, they can suppress others, but if they lack virtue, they will not be respected.
The people of Penglai Island are all arrogant and domineering, lacking in morality, and when necessary, shameless, unreasonable, and prone to sophistry.
Have you not heard that people call Penglai Island the "little demon cave" of the cultivation world?
Unless you're suicidal, you wouldn't dare to fight these "islanders" head-on!
Coincidentally, the Taiji Hall was a place where people were reckless and fearless. These two were quite compatible, sharing the same interests and being birds of a feather!
At Taiji Palace and Penglai Continent, the two forces clashed head-on, resulting in a fierce battle that resembled dogs biting dogs, wolves tearing wolves apart, and dragons and tigers fighting. The battle raged fiercely, causing the sea to surge wildly, hurricanes to rise around the island, water columns to soar straight into the sky, and even attracting several bolts of lightning.
The thunderous cheers caused widespread panic; if not told otherwise, people would think someone was undergoing a tribulation here!
The raging sea breeze carries a strong, fishy stench, a mixture of fish and blood. The stench is so strong it can knock you over. Those who can't stand the smell will feel nauseous for ten days or half a month and won't be able to swallow a single bite of food. Just thinking about it makes their stomachs churn with acid and they feel like they're going to vomit bile.
Even the immortals of Penglai Island, who reside on the island, couldn't stand the violent and savage stench. They couldn't bear it even before the group of merfolk that Xue Rendong brought from Xuanwu City. They started vomiting while fighting, and the scene was indescribably beautiful.
No matter how much humans living on the islands can endure bloodshed, they are no match for the merfolk who are born and raised in the sea!
Humans eat fish, and sharks eat humans.
Coastal fishermen love to eat raw fish slices with dipping sauce, and merfolk also like to slice fish and eat the blood.
They are both on each other's menus.
When the sharks arrived on the island, they not only began to kill indiscriminately, but also developed a voracious appetite.
They killed with incredible ferocity!
A whirlpool rose in mid-air, and in the center of the giant water array, a massive, imposing figure was reflected.
Fish tail, human body.
Xue Rendong has revealed his true form.
First, a pair of captivating eyes emerged from the water, their color blending seamlessly with the ocean behind them. Long ear fins extended from the cheekbones to the sides of the head, resembling butterfly wings poised to take flight.
Then, it can be clearly seen that some scales on his chest, arms, and even neck have not yet faded, covering his pale, cold, and even bluish skin, densely wrapping his strong and robust body.
Then, he walked out of the water, completely naked.
The skin and scales on the upper body shimmered with the delicate luster of pearl oysters after being washed by the flowing water.
Its lower body is a thick, long, and powerful fish tail. Below the abdomen, the scales gradually become denser, thick and hard, overlapping one by one, presenting a deep blue-green color like the deep sea.
Xue Rendong was too lazy to even maintain a normal human form, let alone wear appropriate clothes. As a mermaid, she was human-like but not human, so even without any covering, she didn't have to worry about being seen by others.
However, his appearance as a naked piranha is somewhat indecent and unsightly!
There were quite a few female cultivators in Penglai Continent, and a few of them were stunned, tilting their heads back as if they were ducks listening to thunder.
It must be said that, as the leader of the merfolk, Xue Rendong's outfit is the most unique, eye-catching, and gorgeous among the merfolk!
His fish tail was not a fixed color; in the darker areas, it was a deep, almost black color, while the scales exposed in the light reflected a mesmerizing gradient of colors, gradually transitioning from azure blue to moonlight silver. When he swam, it resembled waves rolling in the ocean.
Not only were the female cultivators stunned in place, but even several male cultivators, for some unknown reason, stood still.
Xue Rendong watched the carnage from the clouds, his eyes reflecting the blood and gore, cold as ice, his gaze unmoved by anything below.
Noticing that someone was staring at him, he narrowed his eyes slightly and actually smiled at everyone.
Who wouldn't be stunned by this?! Who wouldn't be stunned by this?!
If you get too stunned, you'll be killed in the next moment.
One fatal blow, and you're reborn on the spot.
Lust is a dangerous thing; those who are obsessed with male beauty will die a violent death!
The piranha leaped into the fray, joining the fierce battle and heading straight for the rear of Penglai Continent. It faced off against the three most famous elders of Penglai Continent alone—well, no, it seems to be four, or maybe five… Oh, I forgot.
He had just sent people to investigate Penglai three days ago, yet he immediately forgot how many important figures actually lived on the island.
As for the names of these "important figures," I fucking can't remember them at all!
It's okay, just address them respectfully as "Old Thief" when you meet them!
If one is old but does not die, he is a thief.
Is this appropriate? Absolutely!
The city lord took the lead and charged into the enemy camp.
At the same moment, the Seven Constellations of Xuanwu under his command also pierced the center of the chaotic battlefield like seven sharp blades, fighting against ten enemies at once and sweeping across all directions.
What followed was merely an appetizer; the real battle, comparable to a "tribulation," began after both sides committed their main forces to the fight.
Thunder rumbled in the sky, clouds surged and rain accumulated. Dark clouds gathered over Penglai Island, a vast expanse of black, blotting out the sun, as if night had fallen. The clouds hung low and oppressive, as if one could reach out and grab them, only to see them collapse and disintegrate, turning into a torrential downpour that would destroy everything.
The scene was no different from the legendary "catastrophe"—
Myth says that Gonggong knocked down the pillar of Buzhou Mountain, causing a hole in the sky, which then flooded the heavens, bringing destruction to the world. The clash between Taiji Palace and Penglai Continent is so intense that it cannot help but cause concern. What would happen if the sky were to collapse?!
At this moment, Penglai Island is filled with thunder and raging seas, roaring battles, and collapsing mountains and splitting rocks. If one were to be there, one would surely feel one's soul being swept away, and all the blood in one's body would rush to one's head, even bursting through the top of one's skull.
Raise your sword and remember: this is your only support. As long as the sword is there, you are there!
In the instant the sword was swung, countless scenes of blood and flesh flying everywhere were compressed into a tiny, dark dot in my peripheral vision; countless earth-shattering sounds intertwined and tightened in my ears, condensing into a sharp buzzing sound—
"Zheng" sound.
Hand in hand.
His body was taut to its limit, his soul glued together to its edge. He held a sword in his hand, thrusting, stabbing, slashing, and killing. With each move, spiritual energy surged.
The blade pierced the opponent's flesh and blood. In an instant, he could neither hear nor see anything. He only knew that a warm, sweet, and fishy smell rushed into his mouth and slid down his throat, causing him to shudder all over and his blood to boil!
Congratulations on getting a taste of murder.
You are alive, he is dead, that's a good outcome.
In a desperate situation where life and death are uncertain, one picks up a butcher's knife to fight for oneself. While feeling terrified, one also experiences a sense of overwhelming pleasure. This experience of living towards death is the most deadly and addictive.
More and more people died by the sword, and the corpses piled up higher and higher at their feet. They became more and more confident in their sword swings, parries, and thrusts.
Believe in yourself that you can survive.
Believe that you are the lucky one favored by fate!
In the end, they killed both enemies and teammates.
He grabbed his former "good brother's" body to shield himself from the deadly attack coming his way!
After all, cultivating immortality is not easy. Just think about how arduous the journey has been, how much hardship and bitterness there has been in cultivating to this point. This path of immortality, honed over a hundred years, this talent that is one in ten thousand, and this promising ability—how can we just let it all be destroyed in an instant?!
When life and death hang in the balance, what does humanity matter?
Dead Taoist friend, immortal poor Taoist!
Don't think about anything else. The only thing you really need to think about is surviving, surviving, surviving!
Only the living have the right to talk about humanity, repent, and atone for their sins!
When faced with dire circumstances, those with sensitive minds and morally fastidious natures, unable to bear the weight of so many delicate emotions, would collapse long ago amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Perhaps only those who are emotionally dull or even devoid of feelings, cold-blooded individuals, can escape death in such a perilous situation.
After killing a few troublesome merfolk, he concentrated his strength to tear a gap in the encirclement, his body covered in blood as he stumbled and crawled.
Finally, we escaped!
They ran wildly down the mountain, desperately rushing towards the coast.
Taking a breather, I turned around and took one last look at the former fairy island, now a purgatory.
He held the sword across his arm, gripped it tightly, and pulled it out. He wiped the blood off the sword with his clothes, his face now only showing numbness.
Looking around at the few remaining companions, all of them were covered in wounds and their faces were pale and grim...
Congratulations again! You were lucky enough to be one of the fish that slipped through the net; you're truly blessed with good fortune!
But don't linger, run away!
Run away!
Turning around again, he was frozen in place, body and soul.
A person was standing on the beach.
A man dressed in a purple robe, his sleeves fluttering, unarmed.
To fight or not to fight?
The man had his back to them, holding a few pebbles in his hand, tossing them up and catching them again, actually playing skipping stones on the water!
Ah, what a leisurely and carefree life!
Who exactly is he?
They don't look like Xue Rendong's men from Xuanwu City.
They were not wearing uniform black clothing, nor did they wear conspicuous black tortoise emblems, and they didn't even have a decent weapon.
He was like a passerby who just happened to be passing by.
You still have the mind to play in the water? Please, are you here for a brothel?!
"It was a near-death experience, not easy at all."
Li Tingyun gave no one a chance to ambush him.
Just as these little grasshoppers were struggling with whether or not to make a move, he turned around and smiled slightly:
"Let me introduce myself. My surname is Li. I've come all the way from the Taiji Hall. Shouldn't I show you some hospitality?"
He walked forward step by step, while the people opposite him pushed and shoved each other backward, their eyes filled with panic and fear.
Most of the disciples of Penglai Continent were meeting Li Tingyun for the first time, and there was no evidence to suggest that this man, who didn't even carry a sword, was the infamous, ruthless, and bloodthirsty demon.