After the Fairy Maidens Fell to Darkness, They Captured Me to Ruthlessly 'Repay' Their Gratitude-Chapter 180 - I Suppose You’re Here on the Moon Sect Witch’s Orders to Steal the Treasure?
I Suppose You’re Here on the Moon Sect Witch’s Orders to Steal the Treasure?
Facing a Divine Transformation-level powerhouse alone, He Ange was under considerable pressure.
Fortunately, he had recently broken through to Nascent Soul stage, so he wasn’t as helpless as he would have been two levels below Li Daoyuan. While he couldn’t defeat him outright, He Ange’s arsenal of tricks gave him confidence in his ability to escape.
Illusion Art: Shadow Sword Mirage!
With a step into the air, He Ange created multiple shadow clones, each moving at lightning speed in different directions, scattering across the battlefield.
“Boy, trying to play illusions in front of me? You’re a few thousand years too early!”
Hovering above, the white-haired elder exuded both celestial and demonic power. With a wave of his hand, thunderous lightning locked onto He Ange’s true body.
As a seasoned elder with nearly a millennium of cultivation, Li Daoyuan’s mastery of illusions was formidable. He could easily see through He Ange’s tricks.
In the face of imminent danger, He Ange activated a golden dragon-heart talisman for protection.
Whoosh!
In an instant, He Ange’s figure vanished, reappearing further north as he fled toward the mountain range.
But before he could catch his breath,
Li Daoyuan’s figure disappeared from the sky.
Body Technique: Sun and Moon Path!
“Die!”
With a roar, Li Daoyuan appeared directly in front of He Ange in a single step. Planting his feet firmly, he unleashed a devastating punch, his white beard billowing with the force.
This punch combined celestial power and demonic might into an overwhelming force that surged forward like a tidal wave.
As the attack closed in on He Ange’s side, his eyes flashed coldly. Suddenly, a burst of vibrant illusionary energy swept out from his side—
Illusion Art: Misty Cloud Displacement!
Boom!
Li Daoyuan’s full-force punch struck nothing but air. In place of He Ange stood a young woman with blue and red hues, blocking his path.
Despite the celestial and demonic power radiating from Li Daoyuan’s attack, it failed to move her even an inch.
Behind her,
Dark blue wings unfurled as countless cherry blossoms swirled into a tornado centered on Li Daoyuan.
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“Lord Ange, please proceed ahead,” Xuanque said coldly as she single-handedly resisted Li Daoyuan’s oppressive aura. Her tone carried a hint of concern.
Although Xuanque was at the peak of Divine Transformation stage, she was one of Feng Yuan’s weaker followers. While she could suppress Li Daoyuan, she lacked the raw power to kill him outright.
Unlike Xia Zhiyue’s brutal nine-tailed bloodline or her terrifying swordsmanship, Xuanque was solely an illusionist.
Illusions, by nature, were more about disorienting opponents than dealing direct damage. Against someone like Li Daoyuan, her abilities were more suited for containment than destruction.
She could stall him,
But she couldn’t guarantee victory—especially if reinforcements from Wanmo Sect arrived. Alone, Xuanque couldn’t protect He Ange from multiple Divine Transformation-level enemies.
“Thank you,” He Ange nodded faintly before stepping into the void and continuing his escape with the ancient scroll in hand.
He knew this mission was fraught with danger,
But he still had cards to play. For now, Xuanque was enough to hold the line. There was no need to reveal all his trump cards just yet.
“If only...”
“I knew whether Master sent other followers to assist me.”
Sighing to himself,
He Ange pressed forward toward safety.
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...
“Such powerful energy!”
“The cherry blossom illusion array—it must be at least peak Divine Transformation level!”
In the northern skies,
A black-gold-robed youth with dragon wings soared through the air. Watching the battle between Xuanque and Li Daoyuan from afar, Gu Li of the Black Dragon clan couldn’t help but mutter in awe, his expression tinged with apprehension.
Even so,
His flight didn’t slow. In fact, his excitement grew as his dragon bloodline surged with anticipation!
Initially,
The white-robed youth had been pursued by Li Daoyuan. But now that Li Daoyuan was occupied by a peak Divine Transformation-level opponent, Gu Li saw an opportunity!
This meant that the treasures carried by the white-robed youth were ripe for the taking!
“Hahaha!”
“Truly, fate smiles upon me—Gu Li, destined for greatness!”
With a burst of laughter,
Gu Li flapped his massive black dragon wings and sped toward He Ange’s location.
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Meanwhile,
Within Xuanque’s cherry blossom illusion array,
Li Daoyuan struggled against her intricate traps. His face glistened with cold sweat as he muttered:
“A peak Divine Transformation illusionist... No wonder I can’t find any openings.”
He let out a bitter laugh:
“I never expected the Moon Sect Witch to send one of her grand elders to protect a mere Nascent Soul junior.”
“...”
Xuanque didn’t respond to his remark about Moon Sect but frowned slightly. Through their brief exchange, she realized that Li Daoyuan was stronger than he appeared. Though officially at early Divine Transformation stage, his dual cultivation of celestial and demonic arts likely placed him closer to mid-to-late Divine Transformation stage in actual combat strength.
Not to mention,
He carried several ancient treasures capable of amplifying his power!
This wasn’t an opponent she could defeat quickly...
Sighing softly,
Xuanque focused on maintaining her illusion array. Her dark blue wings spread wide as countless cherry blossoms formed a swirling sea around them—disorienting and confining Li Daoyuan within its bounds.
Clang!
From outside the vortex,
A blue-red spear shot toward Li Daoyuan, who deflected it with a shield technique. But more spears followed from all directions—some real, some illusory—keeping him on edge at every moment.
“Damn it... This is endless...”
Trapped within the array,
Li Daoyuan could defend himself but found no way out. Despite his expertise in illusions, Xuanque’s array was simply too advanced for him to unravel quickly.
The thought of the ancient scroll in He Ange’s possession only added to his frustration. He couldn’t afford to waste time here!
Meanwhile,
Xuanque was well aware of his urgency—and she used it against him.
Though she couldn’t kill Li Daoyuan outright,
She could keep him trapped long enough for He Ange to escape safely.
But just as Li Daoyuan was nearing his breaking point—
“Elder Dao Yuan!”
“I’ve come under orders from Sect Master Dongfang Zhou to assist you!”
From the distant sky,
A black dragon youth descended rapidly—followed by several demonic cultivators.
Turning her gaze toward them,
Xuanque’s heart sank slightly as she recognized the young man leading the group:
“A descendant of the ancient dragon bloodline?!”
It seemed Wanmo Sect had spared no effort in securing these treasures—sending elite operatives with extraordinary abilities!
Now even a “Destined One” had entered the fray...
This complicated matters significantly.
If this black dragon youth joined forces with Li Daoyuan alongside the other demonic cultivators,
Xuanque knew she wouldn’t be able to hold them off alone. At best, she might escape with her life—but not without significant losses.
Meanwhile,
Li Daoyuan looked up at the approaching reinforcements with relief:
“The Wanmo Sect operatives?”
He felt a glimmer of hope. With their help,
Breaking free from Xuanque’s array would become much easier—and he could resume his pursuit of He Ange!
“Finally... Today’s fortune favors me!” he laughed triumphantly.
But just as he began celebrating,
The black dragon youth soared past him without stopping—ignoring Li Daoyuan entirely as he pursued He Ange instead.
“Elder Dao Yuan,” Gu Li called out mockingly as he flew by. “Don’t worry about a thing—I’ll capture that treasure-bearing brat for you!”
For a moment,
Li Daoyuan stood frozen in disbelief—his face turning pale as realization dawned:
Gu Li wasn’t here to help him...
He was here to steal the treasures for himself!
“You little bastard—!!!”
Watching Gu Li’s retreating figure,
Li Daoyuan cursed furiously—his white beard trembling with rage.
But before he could act further,
More blue-red spears rained down upon him—forcing him back into Xuanque’s illusion array.
Sighing softly,
Xuanque glanced toward Gu Li before muttering under her breath:
“Lord Ange... This is as far as I can assist you.”
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Zongshan Plains – Northern Side
Descending from above,
Gu Li transformed into his human form—a young man clad in black-gold robes—as he blocked He Ange’s path.
“Boy.”
“Running toward the northern border? I suppose you’re here on orders from the Moon Sect Witch to steal these treasures?”
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