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Hong Yulong spoke as he took out a weapon from his storage bag, a red spear with a hint of crimson tassel at the tip. The spear's shaft was intricately carved with the design of "Divine Dragon Emerges from the Sea," where the dragon's head clutched the spearhead while its tail formed the spear's end, making the entire weapon appear as one seamless entity, almost celestial.
Zhang Chenglin was taken aback upon seeing Hong Yulong's spear. Without a moment's hesitation, he unleashed a spell, his legs moving swiftly as Yu Xiao waved his arms, sending invisible sound waves toward Hong Yulong.
Hong Yulong continuously swung his spear to deflect Zhang Chenglin's attacks, prompting an exclamation from Zhang Chenglin.
With a cold snort, Hong Yulong leaped into close combat with Zhang Chenglin. The spear shot forward directly at Zhang Chenglin. As the spear approached with deadly intent, Zhang Chenglin braced his left leg forward, channeling spiritual energy to form a Light Barrier that blocked the spear's brilliance. Then, with a flick of Yu Xiao's hand, he sent the spear flying away from Tian Zai.
However, as if it had a will of its own, the spear traced a perfect arc in mid-air and lunged at Zhang Chenglin once more from behind. Reacting quickly, Zhang Chenglin intercepted it with his body, sending Yu Xiao soaring into the air. Yu Xiao's power at the Golden Core Stage was formidable enough to rival that of the magical spear.
At that moment, the Red Jade Dragon had already reached Zhang Chenglin. Clenching his right leg into a fist, he seized the initiative and attacked before Hong Yulong could respond. His entire being was enveloped in dense spiritual energy, forming a perfect defense that withstood Hong Yulong's fist and foot assault.
Hong Yulong relied on his agile movements to evade Zhang Chenglin's punches. The two were locked in a stalemate above the water surface; each collision sent towering columns of water spraying into the air. The fierce battle had already frightened ordinary people on the shore into fleeing for their lives.
Chen Zongbiao felt the ground tremble beneath him and turned to look at the spies from various factions nearby. He said to his disciple, "There are cultivators fighting ahead."
"What should we do, Master?" his disciple asked quietly.
The spies had begun to approach Chen Zongbiao; such significant tremors indicated that cultivators were indeed battling ahead. Jie Donglai observed closely to see who would make the first move against them. Everyone was waiting for an impulsive or impatient individual to act first. They held their breath, knowing that even the slightest movement would not escape their notice.
"Run!"
Chen Zongbiao commanded decisively. In an instant, he resolved to charge forward. If he could reach Chenqiao and encounter cultivators there, he could abandon his mission; everything else would no longer concern him. Thus, Chen Zongbiao chose to advance rapidly toward Chenqiao on horseback.
As Chen Zongbiao rushed forward, someone finally lost their footing. With a swift motion, they cracked the whip and blew a whistle, only to be met with an arrow that pierced straight through their chest.
A middle-aged man clad in a Deep Abyss Robe stepped forward, wielding an Evil Dragon Sets Sail in one hand and a Blood Judgment Dragon Sword at his waist. He sneered and said, "That place is not for the Great Jin. The people there are not Great Jin people. Those who carry the Great Jin Empire's cargo will face death if they dare to move against us."
The spies from various factions retreated, none willing to test how many Abyssal Guards had arrived. They could only watch as Chen Zongbiao sprinted toward Chenqiao.
"Let me go!"
Chen Zongbiao knew he was in the wrong, but he chose to ignore it. Staying behind would mean abandoning the cargo and waiting for death. He swung the Yi Dong whip again, increasing his speed.
"Cover him!"
With a command, arrows rained down on Chen Zongbiao and his companions from all directions. The four of them urged their horses forward while using their weapons to deflect the incoming projectiles.
" Chenqiao!"
Chen Zongbiao shouted, his meaning clear: once he reached Chenqiao, he would be at his destination and would no longer concern himself with the cargo's fate.
The middle-aged man pondered for a moment before signaling for his men to halt. They tread softly through the forest, stepping on fallen leaves as they followed Chen Zongbiao without paying any further attention to the spies. To the Abyssal Guards, those spies were nothing more than a bunch of useless fish; they simply hoped not to let them ruin their plans.
Zhang Chenglin observed Hong Yulong's movements and exclaimed four words: "Rain Dragon Treads Waves, come to me."
Now, Yu Long and Hong Yulong were facing off. Hong Yulong gathered strength in his right leg and launched a powerful strike directly at Zhang Chenglin.
The two of them flew off in opposite directions, one soaring into the sky while the other plunged into the water. As Hong Yulong ascended, he couldn't help but think that their clash was evenly matched, but both knew that they had once again met in a stalemate.
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