The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 832 - 459: Revenge

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Chapter 832: Chapter 459: Revenge

The eyes of these two people were bloodshot, their faces twisted, yet white drool dripped from the corners of their mouths, clearly indicating that under extreme excitement, their cultivation had temporarily increased significantly. This ambush focused all their spirit and managed to break through the Protective Gang Qi of the Green Guards, stabbing into the heart.

"What are you doing!" Qing Ji shouted sharply. However, these two acted as if they hadn’t heard, pulling their longswords out of the injured and attacking their master.

Seeing this scene, Qing Ji immediately understood that these two Green Guards were being controlled by someone. The near guards shouted angrily and blocked the attack ahead, urgently warning: "Young Master, be careful!" They quickly discovered that these two attackers were weak, easily warded off, and then were pierced through their chests, collapsing limply.

Most people didn’t understand what these sudden traitors were about, only those on Ning Xiaoxian’s side knew. Just now, Tu Jin released a soul avatar to secretly control these two people, followed Zhongli Hao inside, and then suddenly acted, stirring up a hornet’s nest. His unique skills in such chaotic battles left others defenseless.

The Green Armor Guards saw the Beauty Collection Team suddenly go mad, suspecting Zhongli Hao was behind it, and drove him away, far from Qing Ji. Although he possessed the Beauty Judging Technique, his own cultivation was not high, leaving him powerless against the demon guards.

With internal chaos erupting, the outside attack intensified. The puppet beasts from the Mechanical Master couldn’t hold on much longer, and three more Green Guards were killed. The life force of the demons was strong, and although the two Green Guards had been struck at vital points, timely treatment could still save them. To be truly considered "dead" meant being beheaded or split in two, showing how violent the outside attack was.

Qing Ji, with a sullen face, said, "Let’s go."

He was about to turn away when a sudden sense of danger surged in his heart, like being targeted by a fierce beast, making the pores in his back stand on end with indescribable chill.

But surrounded by people, he didn’t know where the danger came from. At this moment, being a quick thinker, Qing Ji wasted no time and crushed three Protective Rings on his finger. One of the rings had a rhomboid facet with obscure patterns, resembling not a gemstone but the carapace of a creature.

When the three Protective Rings shattered, three layers of different colored Protective Magic Shields formed around him, especially the innermost one, which was faintly blue. Each layer had rhomboid patterns jutting out, and above Qing Ji’s head, a giant beast’s image clearly formed in a pale blue mist, resembling a giant turtle with scales and armor, its head bird-like, tail serpent-like, with sharp interlacing teeth, obviously not benevolent.

The moment these three Magic Shields formed, they met an unbearable external force, shattering layer by layer with cracking sounds. Especially when the blue shield was shattered, the giant turtle above Qing Ji’s head raised its head and opened its mouth, as if screaming silently, before vanishing slowly into the air.

A sharp, clear pain emanated from under his ribs.

Only then did Qing Ji, with his peripheral vision, notice a Green Guard on his right side had flipped a dagger into his ribs at a depth of three inches! This dagger was neither flashy nor quick, each step from raising the hand, flipping the wrist to thrusting was done methodically, visibly, but he couldn’t avoid it.

This incident erupted in a flash, he didn’t even have the impulse to dodge before feeling that cold sharpness piercing his skin, into his flesh, discreetly going through his liver, gallbladder, and finally stopping at his lung. Were it not for the Giant Turtle Shield diminishing the force by ninety percent, even his heart might have been pierced.

The magic artifacts Qing Ji carried were exceptional, especially the Giant Turtle Ring, crafted from the central scale of the exotic beast Black Turtle’s carapace, capable of withstanding tens of thousands of pounds of Giant Strength. This demon beast’s attack wasn’t notable, but its defense was one of the best among demons of the same rank. After being ambushed by Miluo last time, Qing Ji painstakingly acquired a batch of powerful magic artifacts, which proved useful now.

The weapon was so sharp, when it pierced into the Sky Fox’s body, not even the sound of blade cutting flesh was heard. Qing Ji roared in anger, the abrupt pain finally forced him to step back two steps, but the dagger was grooved for bleeding, causing blood to flow along the shallow groove in an unbroken stream.