The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 786 - 435: Underground Ambush_2

The sand arrow was fired just at the right moment, blending into the natural gust carrying grains of sand forward. Its color was the same murky yellow, and who among cultivators could be expected to pay attention to the perpetual flurry of sand here? Who would notice a few grains moving in an odd trajectory within the Flying Sand Formation? It naturally bypassed the Rose Hall guards leading the way and nearly eluded everyone here, swiftly heading for Elder He’s pure white garment.

Two feet, one foot, now only half a foot away...

Someone’s lips curled up, secretly. Then followed:

A dense, "rustling" sound, like the light pattering of a new rain on banana leaves, but the situation at hand was anything but poetic—Ning Xiaoxian turned to the side, and with a backward sweep of her right hand, blocked exactly where Elder He’s back was. The cluster of sand arrows, without deviation, hit the longsword she firmly held, or rather, it seemed she had already positioned her sword there, and the sand arrows collided into it.

She appeared unhurried and calm.

Elder He spun around, drifting away seven meters before turning back. His face was completely undisturbed. He simply lifted his leg, kicking the person on the extreme left out of formation. His true form being an aging crane, he naturally preferred standing on one leg. This leg lift was effortlessly chic, sending the person tumbling backward with a roll.

Ning Xiaoxian stepped forward, lifting her longsword within Elder He’s shadow, prying out a pitch-black object. This thing was as big as a weight stone, surprisingly heavy on her sword, much heavier than the weight stone itself. Round and smooth like a beetle, yet it had a sharp mouth and only three legs on its belly. Once Ning Xiaoxian dug it out from the ground, a pair of transparent wings unfurled on its back, fluttering to take flight.

Damn, this creature could actually fly. Ning Xiaoxian showed no courtesy and slapped the recently airborne insect back to the ground with a "smack." Just now, the Earth Manipulation Demon stomped its foot, and the ground became as hard as slate. The insect dug around with its three short legs but soon realized it was no longer the soft sand it was before, finding no escape beneath and felt extremely frustrated. It sprayed her with several sand arrows, each faster and more ruthless than the last. What’s worse, upon hitting the red stone ground, they corroded small holes with a hissing noise.

Their toxicity was indeed alarming.

Pity, such a tactic was venomously deceitful for ambushing someone, but far less effective against a prepared foe.

"Guess whose it is?" she asked Elder He, before exerting force with her longsword and skewering the insect into the ground with a "sizzle," pinning it down to the red stone surface! To her surprise, the insect’s shell was extremely hard and smoothly arched. If not for the fact that the sword in her hand was transformed from Tusk, and her control over the force was exceptionally precise, it would have been impossible for anyone else to cut through this black creature.

A surge of Giant Strength transmitted through the sword almost allowed the insect to break free with her strength—that insect had great power!

She initially intended to observe it for a while, but as she lifted an eyebrow, ready to chop off the pest’s head, Miluo hastily intervened, "Please spare its life, do not take it!" He quickly approached, pulling out a fragrance bag and placing it before the struggling strange insect.

Strangely enough, upon smelling the scent from the bag, the insect gradually relaxed, eventually ceasing its struggle and lying quietly on the ground, as if it had passed out. Miluo gave her a meaningful look and only then did she slowly withdraw her longsword; the insect still lay motionless on the ground.

Curiously, she tapped it twice with her longsword, producing a metallic clang; the insect did not resist at all. "Where did this little monster come from?"

On the other side, the person kicked by Elder He quickly got up and called out to Zhuo Erxiu and others: "Master, save me!" Employing some secret technique, his speed was astonishingly fast. In the blink of an eye, he had sprinted across to the other side under everyone’s watchful eyes!

This incident happened in a split second. The Northwest Alliance had only moved a few meters when they heard the shout from behind. After skirmishing for so long, even during negotiations, they had not let down their guards. The sudden turn of events caused the Northwest Alliance members to unthinkingly draw their Magic Artifacts, turning around with fury in their eyes.

Being influenced by their aura, the Hidden Stream also showed no weakness, with many stepping forward to protect Elder He at the center.

The atmosphere at the scene became tense in an instant. The facade of friendship from just moments ago was completely ripped apart and discarded to the side.

Zhuo Erxiu, having discerned the situation, couldn’t help but exclaim angrily, "Impudent Oaf! How dare you!"

He didn’t recognize the man and realized that chaos had unfolded on the Hidden Stream side. With the man calling for his help, it was clear that he was trying to shift the blame and deflect trouble eastward! However, just as he was about to strike the man back with his sword, the man’s forward momentum suddenly paused, as if an invisible hand had grabbed him. Following that, he staggered, only to be overpowered by the Hidden Stream Guards who had followed swiftly, cleaving him to the ground and dragging him back.

Elder He had handpicked everyone on this diplomatic mission, never expecting to have a deserter trip and fall like this. The Hidden Stream Guards resented the man for disgracing their Sect and showed no mercy as they dragged him. Unnoticed by those present, Ning Xiaoxian glanced over, gripping her sword in one hand, while her other hand clenched tightly, making a subtle tugging motion.

The Demon Skull, formed from Tusk, was currently endowed with Boze’s Shadow Control Technique. As the man who attempted to ambush Elder He was fleeing, she casually took control of his shadow and tugged at it. After all, he had placed the strange insect in Elder He’s shadow, and now she had meddled with his shadow in kind—a tit for tat.(To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please come to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation tickets and Monthly Tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)