After the caravan entered the Ancient Town of Immortals, the dragonriders dispersed, setting up tents and cooking.
Yan Li was happy to be at ease. He tied the Horned Dragon to a mud wall and found a tent to hide in.
Of course, there were people to help him.
However, this darkness suddenly seemed somewhat unusual.
Yan Li stayed in the tent for a while and felt a bit stuffy. He went outside and squatted on the mud wall.
It was extremely calm, almost as if it was in a state of stillness.
It was as if the Black Dragon King had wreaked havoc. Apart from the voices of the dragonriders, the entire desert was quiet. Even the sandstorm had stopped.
The tranquil night sky was as clean as if it had been washed. The stars were faintly discernible behind a few thin clouds, like a mischievous child playing hide and seek.
Such a night sky always made one unable to shift their eyes away, trying to find the secrets hidden behind it.
But in such a night sky, a dark blue ball of lightning suddenly appeared and landed behind Yan Li.
Rumble!
Before Yan Li could react, he felt a huge vibration in his eardrums. The strong airflow directly pushed him away. Due to the huge vibration, his consciousness couldn't react in time, and he fell dozens of feet away.
A soldier carrying an iron wok followed and crashed into a section of the wall, causing it to collapse.
At this moment, a figure rapidly approached, a sword glinting with a cold light stabbing toward the back of the soldier's neck.
Yan Li shook his head, but before he could react, he heard a muffled "chi" sound. The soldier's soul returned to the sea of stars without a sound.
What followed was another "chi" sound, the sound of a sharp weapon being pulled out of a body.
Without thinking, he grabbed the soldier's metal pot and quickly used it to block the entrance.
Clang!
Sure enough, he heard the sound of metal clashing with stone.
But the metal pot was just an ordinary metal pot, while the sword was at least a martial grade treasure.
The advantages and disadvantages of the two were immediately apparent, and a hole immediately appeared in the metal pot.
Yan Li's consciousness finally cleared a little. He promptly flicked his fingers, and a flaming sword shot out from the tip of his finger, slicing the soldier in two.
Blood inevitably splattered all over him. Only then did he get a clear look at the attire of the newcomer. It was actually a constable from the Dragon Emperor Mansion.
"Are you here to deliver the sword?" He sneered to himself. He abandoned the pot and picked up the man's sword from the ground.
As if it was planned, as soon as he stood up, the sound of fighting instantly exploded.
A few silhouettes quickly scuttled over, all of them wearing the same black and red constables uniform, surrounding Yan Li.
Yan Li thought for a moment and understood. The silver armor on his body was too eye-catching, but the purpose of their visit …
He could not help but turn his head to look in the direction of the carriage. The energy fluctuations there were even more intense.
As for the Dragon Riders, after the initial chaos, they had organized an orderly counterattack. It was obvious that they had long known that there would be an attack.
"There's going to be a good show!"
He was elated, and with a swing of his sword, he parried the knife of one of the bailiffs. At the same time, he slit his throat with a sword Qi.
These bailiffs were already top-notch experts in the jianghu, but they were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered in the face of a freak like Yan Li. They had no power to retaliate at all.
After killing everyone in his way, Yan Li took off his silver armor and shuttled through the battlefield. When he arrived near the carriage, he could see two figures fighting intensely.
One of them had an orange-yellow Law Domain around him, and the sword in his hand danced up and down, destroying bolt after bolt of lightning.
Yuan Fushun's Law Domain completely enveloped the carriage as he shouted at a black-robed man, "Is the Gongsun clan planning to rebel?"
The black-robed man was Gongsun Yi. He sneered, "Rebel? It's true that the world is surnamed Ji, but it's not Ji Polu's turn. You can talk to me about 'rebellion' when you attack the Dragon Emperor Realm and seize the Emperor's throne! "
Yuan Fushun took a deep breath and said, "Fine, I'll ask you again. Is the Gongsun clan determined to oppose the Parting Hatred Palace?"
Before Gongsun Yi could answer, a loud and clear voice sounded from the crowd, "Senior Yuan, shouldn't our Gongsun clan be the one to ask this question? Is the Parting Hatred Palace determined to oppose the Gongsun clan? If not, please hand over the person in the carriage. Otherwise, I'm afraid that senior won't be able to live through the night. "
Yuan Fushun laughed in anger. "Then let's see who won't live through the night!"
The short negotiation ended in failure. Both sides were stubborn and had no intention of giving way.
Yan Li knew that the Gongsun clan didn't rely on their influence, but the Dragon Emperor Sacred Court's attitude towards King Wei. That was why they dared to openly provoke a king.
From the side, King Wei's situation wasn't good.
Gongsun Yi released his surging inner Yuan. Dark blue lightning flashed and tore apart his black robe, revealing his dignified face.
At this moment, he couldn't hold back against the old man in front of him.
Gongsun Yi roared and a lightning armor formed on his body, making him look majestic like a thunder god.
"Thunder Divine Halberd!"
Tens of thousands of lightning bolts shot up from the top of his head in an even more violent manner. They twisted and roared inexplicably and gradually formed a huge trident, whistling towards Yuan Fushun.
Yuan Fushun stood on the roof of the carriage with one foot and a trace of mockery flashed in his eyes. The sword in his hand lightly stabbed out.
Wisps of aura gathered in the air and the specks of dust seemed to be injected with unlimited potential, stretching into small yellow swords in the air.
The overwhelming number of small yellow swords were like wasps bursting out of their nest, colliding with the trident formed by lightning.
The intense collision of inner Yuan destroyed the already dilapidated ancient town beyond recognition. It was likely that the ancient town would be completely submerged by the sandstorm in just a few more blows.
At this moment, a shrill piercing sound came from Yuan Fushun's left. Two iron balls larger than car wheels shot out at a speed comparable to arrows.
This attack came without any warning.
Yuan Fushun couldn't dodge in time and could only quickly shrink his Law Domain. With a loud bang, his Law Domain was almost destroyed by the iron balls and his figure was sent flying.
"Yuan Fushun, you're old!" Gongsun Yi laughed wildly and moved his hands, smashing the trident towards the carriage.
Boom!
The entire carriage was destroyed in an instant. An immeasurable amount of lightning power soared into the sky, destroying everything in its path.
Yan Li couldn't help but feel his scalp go numb.
If Gongsun Boyue had used his full strength from the start, he wouldn't have lasted until he was possessed by the curse. One move would have been more than enough.
The area several feet around the carriage was empty except for a huge sand pit.
Gongsun Yi's eyes were as sharp as knives as he locked onto the location of the sand pit. Suddenly, a figure flashed out and fell to the side of the pit, vomiting blood.
"You're not dead yet? You do have some skill!" He sneered and pounced forward, about to bestow death upon the person.
"Stop!" Yuan Fushun shouted in exasperation. "Is the Gongsun family really going to become enemies with Parting Hatred Palace?"
It was the same sentence, but the meaning was completely different now.
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