530 How to Spell Death

Guanxue City was located northeast of Donglin Cloud Continent. It was an ordinary-looking, medium sized country, which spanned roughly 2000 miles.

It stood in a secluded area and did not cross any important paths. The land could only be considered poor and desolate. Even higher grade beasts weren't interested, and there were only a few of them. However, as it was not far away from Mysterious Cloud Mountain, this place was always really peaceful.

Even the city lord himself was a nominal disciple of the Mysterious Cloud Spirit Sect.

Compared to other places which were filled with war, this place was a little poorer, but it was like a paradise away from the world.

This was why there were five to six million people gathered in such a poor land.

However, on this day, its near-thousand-year-peace was finally broken.

First came a rumbling sound which spread from the distance. Following that, even the air started to shake.

Those soldiers who became relaxed after being used to peace for too long were shocked, but it was not only them.

Even the upper members of the city dashed to the walls like their lives depended on it.

A few moments later, a Black Suppressive Cloud surged from the horizon towards this direction.

There were obviously spirit masters who were using illusionary techniques to conceal what was going on. However, it was also obvious that there were numerous cavalrymen who were travelling swiftly within.

The people on the city walls felt their hearts turn cold. When the wave was close, grade-6 and above spirit masters used eye spells to look, and they sucked in a deep cold breath!

"Where is this cavalry from? Seventy thousand of them, and they are at least at the Mythic Master Realm. What strong vital energy glow! There are at least eight thousand Xiantian experts…"

"Not only that! I think there might even be fifteen thousand of them. Their mounts are actually all windrider foals. What a strong army! That flag seems familiar... Gan word and Zong word, is it that Monster King from Gantian Mountain? What a strong aura!"

Pretty much everyone's faces were ashen white, devoid of all blood. Not until they saw that the Black Suppressive Cloud did not attack the city, but instead move past it, did they heave sighs of relief.

Following which, they were shocked and filled with confusion.

"Looking at the direction, are they going to Mysterious Cloud Spirit Sect?"

"I remember Gantian Mountain and Mysterious Cloud Spirit Sect are enemies. Is that Monster King crazy? To rush over there at this moment, is he searching for death?"

"Speaking of which, yesterday the city lord received an invitation. He said that three days later, Han Nishui and Pill Fountain Sect's Xuanyuan Yiren will marry. Is it because of that matter?"

"That Monster King most probably came for that reason. It happened once two years ago. Getting snatched before marriage, how could Zong Shou bear with it? How unfortunate. Actually if that Monster King could bear the anger, he might be able to form a legacy. This time, he is going to suffer a heavy loss…"

"Pah! What an aura! So few troops, and he dares to go to Mysterious Cloud Mountain. He really doesn't want his life!"

At the same time, at the high ground of Guanxue City, within that cloud layer, there were two people who were looking at that black cloud, speaking expressionlessly.

"Not bad! To actually have such strength. Seventy thousand elite cavalry, at least seventeen thousand are Xiantian. All the armor and weapons are actually grade-2 and above spiritual artifacts. They are actually much stronger than I expected."

The one who spoke was Edan, his eyes filled with shock. At this moment they were ten thousand feet above, and could see a little more clearly.

They could see the entire situation, including millions of troops around Mysterious Cloud Mountain, arranged over two hundred miles away.

They just camped there, and did not bother to hide. Like a giant claw, waiting for their prey to fall in.

In front of Mysterious Cloud Mountain, there were three hundred thousand elites who waited solemnly. They were true elites, all above Mythic Master Grade, and all had spiritual weapons and armor.

They split into thirty formations and lined up in front of the mountain. They were like boulders and mountains, which made one doubt whether there was anything in this world that could shake them!

"Against such elites, the more that they send, the worse that Gantian Mountain will lose. Just this battle alone, they will suffer heavy losses. Seventeen thousand Xiantian, so what if this number could compare to the first six shrines? This Gantian Monster King is intelligent and scheming, but unfortunately he couldn't bear with it. He knew it was a trap but actually dared to shove his head in. However that is also good. At least this matter can be totally resolved…"

Whilst Edan spoke, she looked down in deep thought, at the center of the black cloud.

"I actually can't see throught the cloud using my spells."

"It should be Mingdou and Liehe!"

Xundan thought back for a moment, and his brows furrowed. "In my memory, Edan once fought with Mingdou and almost died. The two of them are the remaining members of Fuling Sect. A hundred years ago, they were grandmasters of the Talisman Path. In the battle twenty years ago, they could fight one versus four, and even could escape safely afterwards. Xundan and Edan were also injured from that battle. Who would know after twenty years of not seeing them, that their realm actually hadn't fallen, and their spiritual cultivation would get even stronger."

Although they were talking about their past experiences, with the way he spoke, Xundan made it sound like he was not talking about himself.

Even Edan was not bothered. "This Monster King probably doesn't only have such methods, he is probably hiding something."

"He is just acting!"

Xundan didn't think much about it, and smiled. "Those senior brothers think that Zong Shou can win this battle?"

"That's true!"

Edan nodded his head, he also didn't think that Zong Shou had any way to break this killing trap and then get onto the peak of Mysterious Cloud Mountain.

"They are probably about to begin on that side. You and I, as Yiren's outer family members, can't be disrespectful and need to arrive before others. The many sects of the Cloud World will definitely send people over to view the wedding. How fortunate, that we can check out the situation of the Cloud World…"

Whilst he said that, Edan walked northeast. His footsteps were neither fast nor slow, but timed just so he was quicker than that black cloud.

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"They have come, three hundred miles away! In just four hours they will be below Mysterious Cloud Mountain!"

Within Mysterious Cloud Spirit Sect, in a side hall, Han Nishui squinted as he looked at the Cloud Light Illusion in front of his body.

On Mysterious Cloud Mountain, there was a formation which allowed them to view the land three hundred miles away from the mountain.

At the moment, in front of Han Nishui, hundreds of miles out, that surging cavalry army appeared clearly in front of his eyes.

A large portion of illusionary techniques were disrupted by the formation, which was why the seventy thousand iron cavalry were all real and perfectly displayed.

Only the center-most portion was covered in black cloud, and remained hidden.

Naturally, one could not find where Zong Shou was at.

However, Han Nishui could sense that the person was present within the cavalry army.

Thinking about how soon he would meet with his life-long enemy, the blood in his body burnt and boiled up within his chest.

Unfortunately, he would be unable to personally chop off Zong Shou's head. However, personally witnessing his death would help to resolve the hatred in his heart!

Also, Xuanyuan Yiren. Two years ago he utterly lost his face, and had to pick it up bit by bit. He wanted to send that person to the depths of hell, never to return…

Thinking about that, Han Nishui glanced to the side, only to see Xuanyuan Yiren sitting on a wooden chair, her eyes closed. She didn't even look over at the formation. She was normally dressed, unlike he who wore a bright red robe.

Just as she had been for three days, since being sent over.

Even Mysterious Cloud Spirit Sect could do nothing to her. The eight grade-9 cultivators worked together, but were still unable to break the magical shield protecting her.

A spiritual house was not like a shrine, and was far from a vast habitat. Although the sect had many spirit realm cultivators, they were unable to enter the world.

Lingyun Sect Shrine had two spirit realm experts in charge, but due to the warnings of the world protectors they were not able to leave easily.

Thus, they could only look on as Xuanyuan Yiren did whatever she wanted under the shield, and they could do nothing about it. If it was not for the grade-9 cultivators forcefully restricting her, she could even just leave directly…

"Uncle Xuanyuan is also amongst them. There are also twenty thousand elites! Yiren, you still won't change your mind, your views are still the same?"

He waved his hand to disrupt the restrictions, and allowed the illusionary realm to fade. Then, Han Nushui clenched his fists and turned. "Do you really want to see your Xuan Mountain elites all die here before you are willing to stop?"

Xuanyuan Yiren finally opened her eyes. Be it expression or tone, she was extremely calm. "Two years ago I made a Spiritual Salamander Blood Essence Pill for Zong Shou. Does your Mysterious Cloud Spirit Sect know about that?"

"Spiritual Salamander Blood Essence Pill? What is that?"

Han Nishui was startled. He knew about the salamander; it was one of the god beasts of the Ancient Era.

But what was that pill?

"You don't know? Then do you all know that two years ago, Zong Shou made a deal with the Kongqi Sect?"

Xuanyuan Yiren smiled, her eyes shining bright. "So I always felt that your Mysterious Cloud Sect really doesn't know how to spell the word 'death!'"

Han Nishui's brows rose. If he was not sure that the person in front of him was Xuanyuan Yiren and that she was still sane, he would probably think that she had gone crazy.

Following which, he shook his head and walked out. As for what this girl was thinking, he didn't care at all.

They only needed Zong Shou to fall, and to capture Xuanyuan Tong, and this girl would give in.

At this moment in the sect leader's main hall of the spiritual house, a few people were watching the same scenes from hundreds of miles away.

Yuankong was naturally in the position of leader. Ling Weizi, sitting beside Yuankong, was also in a revered position.

"They really are elites! Zong Shou vanished for two years, and now they actually have such strength. If it was just our Mysterious Cloud Spirit Sect, it would be hard to handle. Even if we won, we would suffer heavy losses."

"So this is why we have to kill him! In a few more years, it would be even more difficult to restrict him!"

Ling Weizi smiled, his brows furrowed as he looked below.