txolops Chapter 105 Nighttime Assassination
Chapter 105 Nighttime Assassination
Inside the meditation room, spiritual energy swirled like mist, and a rich, verdant light enveloped Yang Changsheng.
He sat cross-legged, like a rock in the center of a deep pool, fully activating the profound and unpredictable "Azure Emperor's Longevity Scripture".
Within his body, the originally peaceful and gentle Xuan Yuan Jue magic power was undergoing a tremendous transformation, with strands of azure spiritual light that were resilient and full of vitality.
Like a tender sprout breaking through the soil in early spring, it carries an indescribable ancient and noble aura, pioneering entirely new pathways for meridian development.
Each cycle is accompanied by a slight burning pain and a tingling sensation like new life, which is the slow sublimation of the essence of life under the great power of the exercise.
On the fifth day, the golden sunset cast its glow, bathing the entire courtyard in a halo of light.
Yang Changsheng was calm and focused, guiding a particularly pure Azure Emperor's magical power to impact a tiny meridian.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, a powerful, cold, and chilling divine sense fluctuation, carrying a strong killing intent, swept across the sky above the outer perimeter of his rented courtyard in an extremely subtle manner.
This wasn't a routine patrol by the market enforcement team; their core objective was clearly the area he was in, with malicious intent in their gaze.
"Um?"
Yang Changsheng keenly sensed it, and his mind suddenly skipped a beat. The surging Azure Emperor's magic power within his body instantly stagnated, and a sharp pain shot through his meridians, almost causing him to suffer a backlash.
He forcefully suppressed his surging blood and qi, his brows furrowing tightly.
"Who is spying on me?"
Yang Changsheng became alert.
Although Qianxue Market is large, a divine consciousness carrying such a cold and malevolent aura is definitely not a benevolent being.
This aura... faintly carries a familiar bloody smell, somewhat similar to the remnants on Liu Yanlong's body that I sensed that day.
He calmed the operation of the Azure Emperor's Longevity Scripture, and his powerful divine sense extended outwards, silently enveloping the area surrounding the courtyard.
Eventually, they discovered that behind a stall selling cheap talismans on the street diagonally opposite the courtyard, there was an ordinary-looking stall owner.
Occasionally, a sharp glint would flash in the other person's eyes, their gaze seemingly casual, yet precisely sweeping across the direction of the Qingzhu Residence gate.
Another monk, loitering at the alley entrance, seemed to have nothing to do. His gait appeared lazy, but each step he took was precisely positioned to observe the movements around the courtyard.
They deliberately suppressed their cultivation to the fifth or sixth level of Qi Refining, but the murderous aura they inadvertently revealed and the ruthlessness deep in their eyes were far beyond what ordinary rogue cultivators possessed.
"Could they be from the Demon Hunting Group?" Yang Changsheng thought of something, and his heart sank.
It seems that the trouble Liu Yanlong has caused has affected his kind neighbor.
This is clearly the other side's men scouting and keeping watch!
Their target is definitely Liu Yanlong, but as a neighbor, they are probably also included in the scope of surveillance or observation.
He immediately got up, quickly walked out of the quiet room, and came to the center of the courtyard.
The array plate at the core was quickly activated, and a faint, almost invisible light screen rippled outwards, enveloping the entire courtyard.
This is the built-in awareness-avoidance array of Qingzhu Residence. Its main function is to isolate external divine sense detection and early warning, and to prevent spying.
He carefully examined the consumption of spirit stones on the array plate, as well as the subtle rune halos flowing through the array.
"Fortunately, the formation is functioning normally, and the energy consumption is within expectations. It can block the conventional detection of late-stage Qi Refining cultivators, but that method seems unusual..."
Yang Changsheng breathed a slight sigh of relief.
The formation wasn't activated just now; it was only because his senses were too sharp that he noticed someone spying on him and was alerted.
However, the sense of danger did not subside; instead, it grew even heavier.
Liu Yanlong was carrying a powerful treasure that was enough to attract the attention of members of what appeared to be a demon-hunting group.
The Mysterious Spirit Fruit and that mysterious object... are like a giant eye of a storm, ready to engulf everything around them at any moment.
How long can the defensive array in my small courtyard withstand a Foundation Establishment cultivator or a powerful array-breaking method prepared by the opponent?
Therefore, it seems that continuing to retreat into seclusion to cultivate new techniques carries too great a risk.
If you are forcibly interrupted at a critical moment, the consequences are simply unimaginable.
The transformation of the "Azure Emperor's Longevity Scripture" is inherently difficult and cannot tolerate the slightest mistake.
"No, this place has become a dangerous place, and the seclusion must be suspended." Yang Changsheng made a decisive decision.
He took a deep breath and slowly guided the slightly agitated Azure Emperor's magical power, which had been interrupted during his cultivation practice, back into the depths of his dantian, where it temporarily lay dormant.
They abandoned this attempt at in-depth transformation and turned their attention entirely to being vigilant about the external environment.
The powerful divine sense was no longer concealed, but rather spread out like an invisible spider web, cautiously covering an area of several dozen feet around itself.
They were capturing any unusual fluctuations in spiritual energy, as well as any signs of probing.
Night fell, like a huge curtain soaked in thick ink, heavily enveloping the entire Qianxuefang City.
The bustling streets gradually quieted down, and except for certain shops, they were all closed, and the flow of people was much less.
Yang Changsheng did not meditate or rest, but instead sat cross-legged in the quiet room to regulate his breathing. His mind was highly focused, and most of his consciousness was attached to the awareness-avoiding array in the courtyard.
At the same time, magical threads connected several Fiery Archer puppets, ready to attack at any moment, and they also held a high-grade escape talisman.
He is not the target, but precautions should still be taken.
It was just past midnight.
"Boom..."
A deep, resounding bang, like a muffled thunderclap from the depths of the earth, abruptly shattered the profound silence.
The commotion didn't come from afar, but from the direction of the small courtyard where Liu Yanlong rented next door!
Immediately afterwards, a violent surge of spiritual energy erupted like an out-of-control torrent.
Interspersed among them were sharp, piercing sounds of metal clashing and the roar of spells exploding.
And then there was a roar of extreme anger and despair.
"Fan Tu! Your Blood Wolf Clan...you shall die a horrible death!!"
The roar, like the howl of a dying beast, was filled with resentment and hatred, and was accompanied by powerful magical energy fluctuations that instantly pierced through the sky that had been covering Liu Yanlong's courtyard.
The strange sonic spell rendered a certain concealment array, which isolated sound and spiritual energy fluctuations, partially ineffective.
Clearly, in the face of death, Liu Yanlong unleashed some kind of high-cost secret technique with all his might, severely injuring the enemy.
It also tore apart the carefully set-up isolation barrier.
"Kill him! Don't let him get away!"
A cold, hissing voice rang out urgently, filled with the shock and anger of a plan being unexpectedly interrupted.
"Damn it, a death throes! Die!"
Another muffled sound, like rolling stones, accompanied by a heavy whistling sound and a short, piercing scream.
The screams clearly did not belong to Liu Yanlong.
The violent collision, the burst of magical light, and the dying scream of his comrade were exceptionally clear and jarring in the silent night.
Although most of the chaotic spiritual energy fluctuations were weakened by the remaining power of the broken concealment array and confined within the area of Liu Yanlong's courtyard.
But the remaining part spread out instantly.