Chapter 477: Chapter 475: With a Grand Lord as Company, Ning Wuyang in Peril

Loose Cultivator?

Xu Yang’s eyes lit up, and he quickly said, "Senior, you’re joking."

"I have a deal I’d like to discuss with you, Senior."

"A deal?"

The old man was slightly taken aback, then grew interested, speaking with amusement, "Let me hear it."

If it were anyone else, he would’ve slapped them dead in an instant.

But Xu Yang had the Patriarch’s token from the Ten Thousand Swords Family; that changed everything.

Xu Yang’s expression turned serious, he carefully chose his words and said, "I have two friends on Ten Thousand Swords Island who also entered the Dome Sea Secret Realm; now Ten Thousand Swords Island is being targeted by Guanglong Island and Three Gods Island, I’d like to ask Senior for help."

"My master is a Tier Eight Alchemist, and Ten Thousand Swords Family also has a Tier Eight Alchemist; if Senior agrees, I can promise you one Tier Eight pill!"

Tier Eight pill...

The old man’s heart shook.

But thinking of Ten Thousand Swords Island...

"Kid, you should know Ten Thousand Swords Island’s predicament; if you only want to save your two friends, and reveal your identity, Guanglong and Three Gods Island probably won’t make things difficult for you!"

"Speak then, what do you want me to do?" The old man’s gaze was clear; though moved, he hadn’t lost his reason.

He was just at the initial realm of Shenxiao Great Monarch, not daring to openly go against Guanglong and Three Gods Island!

Xu Yang said solemnly, "If possible, please help me deal with any Shenxiao Great Monarch realm experts."

"Of course, if things aren’t right, you don’t have to attack, Senior!"

"At minimum, you’ll get a Tier Eight pill!"

Xu Yang raised a finger: "If your identity is revealed and you’re targeted, the Ten Thousand Swords Family will protect you, Senior!"

Tsk tsk!

The old man couldn’t help licking his lips. To be honest, for a loose cultivator like him, such terms were very hard to reject.

He loved his freedom, and his methods weren’t the cleanest.

He’d joined some sects before, but never stayed long before slipping away.

But now, having cultivated to this point, wanting further progress as a lone wolf was nigh impossible!

The Ten Thousand Swords Family!

No matter how weak, it was still one of the seven top powers!

"Deal. But let me be clear; if you want to do something like face Guanglong and Three Gods Island head on, count me out!" he said coldly, narrowing his eyes.

"Of course!" Xu Yang looked delighted and nodded vigorously.

He’d never expected such a turn for the better, even recruiting a Shenxiao Great Monarch!

No matter what, that was still a Shenxiao Great Monarch!

As for the Tier Eight pill, for loose cultivators and most powers, it was incredibly precious. But in the Ten Thousand Swords Family, though rare, getting one out was no big deal.

"Let’s go."

The old man swept his sleeve, whisking Xu Yang away through the seawater.

In the Cyan Flame Boat, Burial Monarch clicked his tongue in praise: "This Spiritual Boat of yours is truly extraordinary. If a Shenxiao Great Monarch controls it, its speed surpasses that of most initial realm Shenxiao Great Monarchs!"

"Squandering treasures, really."

The old man, known as Burial Monarch, was at the initial realm of Shenxiao Great Monarch.

He was quite well-known in the Star Dome Sea.

Even for Ten Thousand Swords Island and the other three powers, normally none wanted to provoke him. After all, barefoot people aren’t afraid of shoes; stirring up a ruthless loose cultivator at Shenxiao Great Monarch realm, the consequences really could be terrifying.

Hearing Burial Monarch’s words, Xu Yang’s mouth twitched.

This Cyan Flame Boat really was being underused in his hands.

"Senior, do you know what’s happening with Ten Thousand Swords Island now?" Xu Yang asked.

"Not good!"

Burial Monarch shook his head slightly, "Earlier I spied at the edge of their battle for a bit then left. Among the Ten Thousand Swords Island Shenxiao experts who entered, two have already perished."

"The pillar, Supreme Grand Elder, is now completely trapped deep in the Dome Sea Secret Realm’s Nine-Star Archipelago; those nine islands correspond to the nine Spiritual Origin Stars of the Star Dome. They’re a natural array, looks like Guanglong Island and Three Gods Island have done something there."

"Won’t be long before they trap Ten Thousand Swords Island’s Supreme Grand Elder to death there."

"Once he dies, Ten Thousand Swords Island is finished!"

"You want to save Ten Thousand Swords Island?" Burial Monarch glanced at Xu Yang.

Xu Yang smiled bitterly.

He didn’t have that in mind—at least not for now.

On his own, how could he save them?

Seeing Xu Yang remain silent, Burial Monarch chuckled, "If you had a squad of Ten Thousand Swords Family experts with you, it might be possible; but it’s no cakewalk."

"As far as I know, plenty are targeting your Ten Thousand Swords Family. Any move the seven major forces make draws the attention of all sides; if your family acts, there’ll definitely be resistance!"

Xu Yang glanced at Burial Monarch in surprise, but had to admit he was right!

"Let’s take things one step at a time."

Right now, the key was to find Ning Wuyang and Jian Chuan first!

At a certain moment—

The Cyan Flame Boat stopped.

"We’ve arrived."

Xu Yang and Burial Monarch stepped out of the Cyan Flame Boat.

Below them lay a vast, imposing island.

The island was crisscrossed by majestic mountain ranges, the tallest peak soaring higher even than a thousand-zhang source beast.

"Quick, move!"

Burial Monarch’s face suddenly changed, grabbing Xu Yang and vanishing into thin air.

Moments after they disappeared, a figure shot up from the island below, standing in midair, looking around suspiciously.

"Strange."

"Was it a passing Shenxiao Great Monarch?"

The newcomer frowned, then smiled faintly: "Knowing Guanglong Island and Three Gods Island are here, few would dare meddle!"

Soon, he swept back down.

At that moment, in the ocean depths beneath the island—

Burial Monarch let out a sigh of relief.

"This is Chongshan Island, one of the bigger islands in the Dome Sea Secret Realm. The mountain ranges are crisscrossed, plenty of opportunities here."

"There is a Great Monarch on the island; I’d guess it’s Guanglong Island’s Qingyuan Great Monarch!"

Xu Yang’s face was grave: "How strong?"

Burial Monarch glanced at Xu Yang, speaking coolly, "If it comes to a fight, I’m confident I can suppress him, but it’ll take time to kill him; and if Great Monarch-level experts clash, the commotion will be huge—it’ll draw other experts."

"Can you find your friends?"

"I can!"

Xu Yang nodded; here, his sense was already very clear.

"Let’s go, be careful; as long as I don’t act, Qingyuan won’t notice us."

Burial Monarch carried Xu Yang, silently darting onto Chongshan Island.

Then, following the sense of direction, they sped away.

"There are lots of people on the island. I’d guess all that’s left of Ten Thousand Swords Island are trapped here, while Guanglong and Three Gods Island people are hunting everywhere!"

"It’s not the worst yet."

Xu Yang sighed deeply.

Though not the worst, as time passed, the martial artists of Ten Thousand Swords Island were doomed!

Meanwhile, deep within Chongshan Island, in the belly of a huge serpent-like mountain range, a crowd was sitting.

Most were young martial artists—some at Myriad Phenomena Realm, some at True Monarch level.

A few were middle-aged, their strength at high-tier or peak True Monarch!

Ning Wuyang and Jian Chuan were among them.

The air was stifling, everyone’s face full of gloom!

"Two more are dead."

"Only us and Yun Tao’s group are left now."

"Dammit!"

"Those bastards from Guanglong and Three Gods Island!"

A Peak True Monarch held an ancient scroll, glaring at the scarce spiritual light above, grinding his teeth.

"What do we do now?"

"There’s still a Shenxiao Great Monarch on the island. Even if we fight to the death, there’s no hope." A young man shuddered in despair.

Ning Wuyang said quietly, "If the Supreme Grand Elder can’t get out, we’ll have to rely on ourselves."

"Even if we die, we have to try!"

They looked at Ning Wuyang, but their eyes were dead.

"Ning, it’s impossible to fight our way out," a cultivator said bitterly.

Jian Chuan’s face was grim, he said coldly, "If one of us survives, that’s something!"

"Tsk tsk, I’m afraid not a single one of you will make it!"

A mocking voice suddenly sounded from outside.