Chapter 375: Can't Handle the Game?
Chapter 375: Can't Handle the Game?
"Did you hear what the little girl just shouted earlier?"
"The Wolf God... she was shouting 'the Wolf God!'"
"Hiss... Could it be that the words previously spoken by Lian Cangqing were true? Is the Wolf God of Hanyu Mountain among us?"
"Even the Wolf God of Hanyu Mountain has entered... How lively it must be inside this city! I wonder what kind of extraordinary treasure could evoke such excitement among these top-tier cultivators."
Outside the Zhuxian Town, cultivators are filled with tremendous excitement, all due to the fervent summoning of Xiao Ai.
Upon hearing that call, both Nangong Zhi and King Zhennan furrowed their brows slightly.
Upon witnessing the disappearance of that thunderous light within the city, King Zhennan looked with disbelief and uttered, "Even the Wolf God has entered... Could it be that there truly exists some extraordinary treasure within the Zhuxian Ancient City?"
Duanmu Zhi stood by, abiding in silence, not daring to utter more words.
After a moment's pause, King Zhennan made a decisive decision and said, "Baiyu, accompany me to enter the city and assess the situation! If there truly is an extraordinary treasure emerging, we must assist the Wolf God in repelling those wicked creatures. We cannot allow the treasure to fall into the hands of those vile beings!"
After finishing his words, King Zhennan turned his gaze towards Duanmu Zhi and said, "Madam, it will be your responsibility to handle the situation outside the city. Fortunately, the residents within the city have already been relocated, so even if there are some unexpected events, it will not lead to great suffering for the people."
"But if there should be any irreparable, unfavorable changes occurring after we enter the city, please inform the capital immediately, Madam!"
After speaking, King Zhennan, accompanied by his attendant Baiyu, transformed into shimmering light and flew into the city.
Outside the Zhuxian Town, the deafening clamor filled the air as cultivators grew increasingly excited witnessing one after another mysterious lights flying into the ancient city before them. They knew that only those with great supernatural powers would dare to enter at this moment.
On the other hand, Lu Heng, who flew into the city gates with Xiao Ai, furrowed his brows as he stepped into the city. In that instant, the dilapidated streets before his eyes transformed into a completely different scene, no longer resembling what he had seen outside the city.
A blood-stained yellow earthen wall stood before him, and the ground was covered in congealed black blood, scattered everywhere. It appeared as if he had arrived at the scene of a massacre, where bodies had been removed.
And Lu Heng, at present, found himself standing in front of this mansion that had tragically fallen victim to a massacre.
As for what lay behind Lu Heng, it was not the gate of the Zhuxian Ancient City, but a dark and narrow yellow clay road.
In the instant he stepped through the city gate, he found himself inexplicably transported and positioned in a certain corner within the city?
Glancing beside him, Lu Heng noticed that Xiao Ai was still by his side, but all those cultivators who had entered the Zhuxian Ancient City earlier were completely out of sight.
Moreover, the sky was no longer eerily blood-red, but rather dim and gloomy, completely different from the scenery witnessed outside the ancient city.
In the distant night sky beyond the city walls, neither any stars nor drifting clouds and moon could be seen.
The gloomy and dim night sky, desolate and devoid of anything, bears a striking resemblance to the netherworld.
Wait, the netherworld?
Lu Heng furrowed his brow and gazed in the direction of the city gate, only to realize that it was quite a distance away from his current position. Furthermore, upon attempting to sense the environment, he discovered with astonishment that he was unable to summon any flight technique within this city.
Even attempting to sprint, he couldn't exceed a speed of one zhang per breath - no matter whether he jogged casually or sprinted with all his might, his maximum speed could only reach seven meters per breath.
As for the power of the Requiem Seal, although Lu Heng is able to wield it, he has lost his connection with Chakravartin You Yue, rendering him unable to communicate with her through the Requiem Seal anymore.
Lu Heng who noticed this situation, furrowed his brow slightly.
"Let us first go and have a look at the city gate," said Lu Heng.
Even if the speed is slow, but sprinting at a maximum speed of seven meters per breath would still be sufficient to reach the city gate within a short period of time.
While Xiao Ai closely followed behind Lu Heng, she anxiously surveyed the houses on both sides of the street, and in a slightly hushed tone, she asked, "The Wolf God, do you think all the houses in this city are empty? Why does Xiao Ai feel like there are eyes peering at us behind every door?"
The sensation of being watched by countless pairs of eyes made Xiao Ai's hair stand on end.
Lu Heng cast a cold, indifferent glance at the dilapidated houses on both sides of the street and said, "Whether they are vacant or not, as long as nothing comes out, we shall consider them empty."
With that, Lu Heng led Xiao Ai and dashed out of the street they were currently on, heading straight towards the intersection up ahead.
The crossroads stretched across the center of four different streets.
On both sides of the solid, compacted clay road, four streets presented distinctly different scenes.
Lu Heng and Xiao Ai saw a rather peculiar sight on the street ahead of them. There, they spotted the figures of an adult and two children, seemingly resembling a mother walking alongside her two offspring, one on each side.
The two children, on the other hand, were clearly...
"Wuyou and Wuyu?" Xiao Ai's eyes widened in an instant.
Just as she took the next step, the street view ahead disappeared, and so did the figures of the adult and two children.
Appearing before her and Lu Heng was a dilapidated inn. The shabby signboard of the inn, now only half remaining, hung crookedly above the entrance, swaying slowly in the chilly breeze.
Like the lifeless body of a hanged ghost hanging from a tree.
This street, obviously, was not the same one they had seen before, but rather a different place.
Xiao Ai, who witnessed this scene, understood.
"If we walk out of the street, will we be transported to another place within the city?" Xiao Ai's expression grew slightly solemn. "The Wolf God, if that's the case, it will be difficult for us to reach the city gates!"
Lu Heng furrowed his brow , and gestured directly with his hand.
"Heavenly Thunder Sword."
With a casual whisper, Xiao Ai's bronze sword on her back instantly transformed into a streak of green light, soaring into the night sky.
In this city where even Lu Heng cannot escape using light-speed flight, the Heavenly Thunder Sword, primarily forged from Heavenly Thunder Sand, seemed unaffected, still soaring into the sky.
Amidst the chilly gusts of cold wind, the blade of the Heavenly Thunder Sword trembled ever so slightly, filled with excitement for the imminent unsheathing.
However, upon furrowing his brow and contemplating for a moment, Lu Heng dispelled the thought of drawing his sword. With a gentle wave of his hand, the Heavenly Thunder Sword in the night sky transformed into a streak of green light and once again descended onto Xiao Ai's back.
Having abandoned the thought of drawing his sword, Lu Heng turned and walked away, making his way towards the exit on one side of the street.
In the cold wind, Lu Heng's indifferent whisper lingers.
"Take another look, after all, it is an ancient relic, at the very least."
On the desolate street, where the cold wind howls, fallen leaves whiz by, while dilapidated walls and ruins line both sides of the road, with tightly closed doors and windows.
But this time, Xiao Ai didn't feel the eyes watching her and the Wolf God behind the doors on either side.
It is unclear whether it is due to the absence of things behind the houses on this street, or if those things were frightened by the Wolf God's recent attempt to unsheathe Heavenly Thunder Sword.
The Wolf God, though he didn't truly unsheathe Heavenly Thunder Sword just now, the slight emanation of sword aura trembling from the blade already revealed a great deal...
Staring at the ruins on both sides, Xiao Ai whispered, "The Wolf God, what do you think would be the reaction of whatever is behind these doors if we were to run over and smash them?"