Frankly speaking, the Withered Bone Pavilion has invested heavily in the ambush against Yang Xiao this time. To prevent any unforeseen events, besides the Great Protector and Xuansha Taoist, they’ve brought many Ghost-level experts, including individuals at Guardian Level.
You could say that if today’s battle is successful, Yang Xiao and his group would have nearly wiped out all the experts of the Withered Bone Pavilion, except for the elusive patron.
In truth, Yang Xiao doesn’t have much of a grudge against the Withered Bone Pavilion. It was purely coincidental that the damned patron took the Ghost Lantern’s handle from Yang Xiao.
The handle originally belonged to his good sister, who gifted the complete Ghost Lantern to Hanjiang Jun, who was favored at that time.
Countless events took place over the next hundreds of years, but ultimately under his good sister’s influence, the incomplete Ghost Lantern ended up in Yang Xiao’s hands.
To sum it up, his good sister was the original owner of the Ghost Lantern, and she intended to gift the complete Ghost Lantern to herself.
So in essence, it’s like the Master of Bone Pavilion snatched the Ghost Lantern handle that originally belonged to himself.
That’s right, it’s just like that.
Damn thief stealing treasures.
Seeing the situation stabilized, Wu Qingcang no longer bothered with the remaining defeated soldiers, wielding his spear as he approached Xuansha Taoist and the Great Protector from the Withered Bone Pavilion.
He noticed their previous maneuvers, but it didn’t matter, as long as they didn’t escape.
As Wu Qingcang pressed closer, Xuansha Taoist and the Great Protector ultimately couldn’t hold back first. With a low shout, Xuansha Taoist sent the Yin Corpse, strengthened by a token, charging towards Wu Qingcang, kicking up a gust of ghostly wind at its side.
The Great Protector sank into the ground, concealing himself, seemingly planning an opportunistic sneak attack. The space-type magical artifact granted him such an advantage.
Having just dealt with a Ghost-level Apostle, Yang Xiao also noticed the change in the battlefield situation. Just moments ago, Xuansha Taoist and the Great Protector’s spiritual power experienced intense fluctuations.
Their spiritual power was both forcibly elevated a notch, with the Great Protector’s power limit very close to Wu Qingcang’s.
Though Yang Xiao was confident in Wu Qingcang, he couldn’t help but sweat for him, summoning a Half-step Nether Realm puppet to assist, planning to support Wu Qingcang whenever necessary.
The Yin Corpse Puppet arrived in an instant, claws reaching for Wu Qingcang, its movements extremely swift. If it were to grip firmly, it would at least tear off half a face.
Wu Qingcang remained composed, raising his spear for a thrust, the tip of the spear piercing the Yin Corpse Puppet without suspense. However, this time, the puppet did not shatter into pieces like last time, but instead gripped the spear tightly with both hands, pushing forward despite the penetration wound.
Meanwhile, the ground beneath Wu Qingcang’s feet became soft, with a blood-red color seeping from the wriggling cracks, as the ground heaved, as if something was about to burst forth.
Yang Xiao realized something was amiss, this Yin Corpse Puppet seemed to be a decoy, using itself to hold Wu Qingcang’s long spear.
The real deadly move was from the Great Protector, who was hidden underground.
Immediately, several figures surged from the ground, rushing at Wu Qingcang, all Blood Soil Puppets. Yang Xiao’s guess was correct, these puppets weren’t just used for Substitute Death, but the Great Protector hadn’t needed to use his trump card against Yang Xiao.
And the Great Protector was hiding behind these puppets, swinging his skinny fist adorned with Finger Tiger, aiming to gut Wu Qingcang.
Simultaneously, to hold Wu Qingcang, the Yin Corpse also made a move, opening its mouth wide, the corners tearing apart, suddenly expelling Corpse Qi accumulated over years.
Knowing the opportunity was rare, Xuansha Taoist hiding not far away also went all-in, eyes crimson, ignoring the artifact’s backlash, forcibly controlling the token inserted in the Yin Corpse’s back, summoning three streaks of Yin Thunder, striking straight at Wu Qingcang.
In front were the Yin Corpse and Corpse Qi, overhead were several streaks of Yin Thunder, beneath lay Blood Soil ambushes, and behind were puppets led by the Great Protector charging in for the kill. No matter how you looked at it, for Wu Qingcang who was currently at a disadvantage, it was a deathtrap.
Can’t wait anymore, if Wu Qingcang gets seriously injured, they’d be in big trouble today. Yang Xiao controlled the Samurai Puppet, summoned the Soul-Capturing Mirror, intending to step in and support.
But before he could make a move, someone acted faster than him, a flash of red light erupted in the center of the battlefield, instantly dispersing most of the black-green Corpse Qi. The power accumulated overhead was forcefully smoothed out, Wu Qingcang lifted his foot, kicking away the Yin Corpse, withdrew his spear with a reverse motion, and while turning, leveraged a sweeping motion to knock back several Blood Soil Puppets sneaking from behind, the spear tip pointed directly at the Great Protector.
This scene left everyone present in shock, for no other reason than because Wu Qingcang’s actions were too swift.
Not just fast, but exceptionally smooth, feeling almost like... as if he had rehearsed countless times.
Exactly, it was like he had foreseen how to break the impasse in advance, so every step and move flowed effortlessly.
At this moment, Yang Xiao suddenly recalled what Senior Brother Qingfeng had told him.
He said Wu Qingcang’s Ghost Eye held great mystery, able to see through yin and yang, distinguish between loyal and treacherous, and was even harder to contend with than the Overlord Spear.
With danger hanging by a thread, the Great Protector didn’t retreat but advanced, simultaneously unleashing Space Power, seemingly intent on risking it all against Wu Qingcang.
He employed Space Power to adjust his position, narrowly avoiding the spear tip, but his right arm was struck by the spear shaft, bending at a terrifying angle, unmistakably broken.
However, his desperate punch also hit Wu Qingcang, scraping past his arm, the sharp Finger Tiger tearing Wu Qingcang’s combat uniform, leaving a bloody mark.
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