Could it be that I am the cruel villain?-Chapter 830 - 474: Oh, Isn’t That Your Little Lover? (Part 2)

"..."

Silence.

A guilty feeling crept in.

Although nothing happened between them, as soon as the words "shopping" slipped out, Jiang Feng knew that Yue Yue must have caught the news, sweat beads on his forehead, yet he pretended not to hear and started organizing the magic treasures.

After hanging the Yin Yang Sword at his waist, he planned to step forward for a rescue. Presently, the location where Kui Ying performed the Fish Leaping Dragon Gate turned into a chaotic scene, with the ground sunken down a hundred meters, its length and width spanning several kilometers, showing how vast it was.

Numerous house-sized boulders floated in the air, now trapping those people mid-air, unable to move. They tried jumping down along the boulders, but almost every stone had phantasmal silhouettes on it that eagerly blocked anyone attempting to drop.

"Humph, protect your young lady. I'll go along, take this."

Tossing a burning feather to the maid who was coiled, the Snake Woman.

Bold yet cautious.

She seems jealous and unreasonable, but in reality, no matter what situation she faces, she prioritizes her man's opinion. Even if she speaks sharply, she never really gives Jiang Feng any trouble, meticulously handing her Phoenix Feather over to Xiao Yu.

Currently, Qingluan was in a weakened state. If the disciples of Divine Thunder Valley display any unruly behavior during this period, she could immediately be notified, and this feather contained substantial spiritual energy, enough to hold Lei Chuyu at bay, certainly enough to support until their rescue.

Oh, it even had traces of Xu Huoyao on it.

Venturing outside requires caution since those words—"human hearts are hard to fathom"—are not uttered whimsically. Quickly following Jiang Feng's pace, he dared not look back, unaware of how the information leaked out.

Cen Yueyue herself didn't possess such a formidable intelligence network, at most knowing some details of the sensational battle in Country Liang. However, her family always had individuals who stoked the fires unnecessarily.

Especially those so-called pursuers, upon knowing her relationship with Jiang Feng, began to agitate, sowing discord and slandering innocently, trying desperately to drive a wedge between the two. Those people were more concerned with Jiang Feng's news than she was.

Thus, it naturally got "accidentally" transmitted to her.

"Divine Thunder Valley disciples heed the command, leave one person here, while the remaining three proceed forward one by one. After moving a hundred zhang, leave one to assist. Once the person is rescued, seal the entrance with an array, striving to prevent the illusions from spreading."

Unexpectedly, Lei Chuyu stood up too.

Brushing off dust, this young master, though frivolous in manner, displayed impressive strength and sense of priorities, making them feel amazed. Presently, the nine of them shared honor and disgrace, albeit temporary allies, but should one side falter or perish, the other wouldn't last.

If Jiang Feng were to truly perish there, it would be arduous for them to continue onward. Besides, they owed Jiang Feng a favor and ought to step in due to emotions and reasoning.

No hostility existed between Joyful Sect and Divine Thunder Valley. In this ominous place, allies were crucial, and Lei Chuyu was not one to act impulsively out of sheer nobility; he contemplated thoroughly before taking action, leaving Divine Thunder Valley disciples at the perimeter, with lower realm members on the outside, aligning forward.

This way, they wouldn't face immense pressure; moreover, he believed he wouldn't succumb in this wicked place, finding himself formidable enough against a Nascent Soul Stage Demon Beast, which was below middle grade. Lacking this courage, he might as well retreat to his sect, hiding comfortably.

"Please be cautious, young master."

The disciples of Divine Thunder Valley showed no fear or hesitation, swiftly mobilizing, working jointly, advancing shoulder to shoulder—this spectacle even stunned Qingluan, smiling weakly, whispering to Xiao Yu beside her.

"Had those sect disciples collaborated earlier, Kui Ying would have been vanquished long ago."

"Even under current circumstances, if these forces united, they could already have charged downhill, with two Nascent Soul Stage experts overseeing, these phantasms couldn't withstand. Though they imitate past deeds, they shatter easily, merely tedious defusing them."

"Clearing a path by Xiang Donglai from Xiang Clan, Fulong Pavilion's Nascent Soul Stage disciple handling executions, others eradicating obstructing phantasms, they could break through collectively straightforwardly. Yet, look at the situation now."

"Five factions battling separately, Demon Clan disappeared long ago, Lang and Xiang Clan showed no collaboration intent, escaping individually, while Fulong Pavilion still troubles Joyful Sect disciples."

"Ah, had Dongyue's clan exhibited as much comprehension as Young Master Jiang and Young Master Lei back then, there wouldn't be this wasteland, nor this seven-hundred-mile Poisonous Land…"

Eyes filled with lament.

Woosh—

A Fire Dragon soared by, smashing a large suspended boulder, nearly crushing the Joyful Sect disciple attempting to leap and escape, while Senior Brother Huang propelled onward.

"Humph, were it not for their obstruction, I'd have bagged that vile beast by now! Damned creature."

Muttered a curse.

If not for unfavorable conditions, Huang Zhanlong would've already snatched this lot, obliterating them all, deeming the Joyful Sect people audacious for provocation, forgetting he failed pursuit of Jin Yuan, greeting initially with two Fire Dragons.

Just as Qingluan mentioned, Huang Zhanlong remained embroiled with the Joyful Sect disciples, anger etched on his face, unaware it was Kui Ying's predecided trap upon seeing Joyful Sect disciples struggling, scoffing as he continued seeking escape routes.

Balance and gravity faltered profoundly under Fish Leaping Dragon Gate, with gravity distorted, Sword Flight became an ironic joke, floating under Kui Ying's Daoist Skill only dragged higher until death, completely unaware.

Joyful Sect disciples kept scrambling outward, but they were inherently at the epicenter; although trying to flee outward, fractured ground suspended stones multiplied, illusions increased, nearly every drop blocked by obstructing illusions, running immensely yet stationary.

"Don't panic, stay close! I'll clear a path, avoid entangling with illusions, keep calm, we'll break through! "

Shouted huskily, striving to bolster fellow disciples.

Ying Ling appeared anxious, truthfully overwhelmed, as Joyful Sect disciples faced this ordeal lacking solutions, their primary abilities being illusion, Bewitching Technique, or Stealth Technique.

These skills excelled in duels or ambushes, when encountering shaky-willed opponents or in complex environments, challenging many foes single-handedly; however, against phantasms proved futile.

They neither swiftly pulverized obstructing illusions nor possessed sufficient force to shatter boulders, lacking robust physique to withstand, easy for Ying Ling and Lan Xuan'er to escape, but abandoning fellow disciples?

These young disciples represented the sect's future hope, undertaking trials here, pledging assurance to sect elders for their safe return, striving to pave the way with her Scorpion Tail Blade, even if she herself harbored little expectation.

Boom!

A purple dragon lightning pierced the sky.

"Damn it, how could this beast execute a Daoist Skill simultaneously while…"

Sound abruptly ceased.

Because the streak of purple-red Thunder Dragon felt so familiar, endearing, just over half a year ago, its master pummeled her relentlessly.

Boom—

The boulder larger than a house shattered instantly, the incoming figure from the debris so recognizable.

"What're you standing for, hurry up!"