lcionline Chapter 294 Orange Frost Arrives
Chapter 294 Orange Frost Arrives
Xiao Lie's fingertips moved more and more rapidly across the jade flute, continuously channeling his inner energy into the flute's sound.
The invisible sound waves surged outwards like a tidal wave, and those with weaker cultivation levels turned pale and staggered backwards, their breaths trembling.
The flute music appears serene and elegant, but it contains a sharp, tearing force that is far beyond the reach of ordinary sound wave techniques.
Of all the subordinates brought by various countries, only the Gou tribe was in the most disheveled state.
Apart from Yu Lianbo, Shan Landi, and Bi Kuxi, who were all experts at the Great Yuan Realm and were able to maintain their balance, the rest of them had already been shaken by the sound waves and their blood and qi were churning.
Suddenly a muffled thud was heard, and a Gou tribe warrior clutched his head and fell straight down.
Blood was seeping from his ears, eyes, nose, and mouth, just as Xiao Lie had described earlier as "bleeding from all seven orifices."
"This...how is this possible?"
The pupils of a soldier standing next to him shrank suddenly, and he stared at the corpse on the ground with a look of horror on his face.
They never imagined that a flute melody could possess such domineering power.
It seemed not to be driven by internal force, but rather by a soul-snatching curse.
Little did they know that this was not because Xiao Lie's internal energy had reached its peak.
Rather, it is the inherent amplification effect of the techniques within the Linglong Divine Skill.
He used his peak Zhongyuan Realm internal energy, along with the characteristics of his technique, to unleash the impact of the Dayuan Realm, which led everyone to underestimate his true strength.
The flute music suddenly transformed into a burst of energy that shot straight at Liu Lingyu.
Mo You and Zi Yan's eyes sharpened, and they stepped forward in unison, their inner forces intertwining to form a shield that neutralized the energy.
Even so, Liu Lingyu was still shaken by the aftershocks, his blood surging and his face turning as white as paper.
Everyone in the room reacted in their own way.
Only Gu Xuanchao's Maple Leaf Green had a more solemn expression than the others.
Although he had never met Xiao Lie.
However, he had heard the conversation between Ling Wang, Zhang Xuanji, and Xiao Lie very clearly.
This young man named Su Ziyun was accompanied by three girls, Xiaoyue, Shui'er, and Xiaohe, who had ruined his plans in Jiaxian County years ago.
"If these youngsters all possess such skill..." Feng Yeqing's fingers clenched quietly, a ruthless thought flashing through his mind.
"We must not let them grow up, or the consequences will be dire!"
At this moment, Xiao Lie's flute playing was reaching its climax.
But for Zhang Xuanji, this offensive was like a gentle breeze.
He could even stroke his beard and look at Xiao Lie with great interest, without a trace of emotion in his eyes.
In that instant, Gu Xuanchao's Maple Leaf Green suddenly moved!
He appeared suddenly like a ghost, gathering a powerful palm wind that shot straight at Xiao Lie's back.
He wanted to take advantage of Xiao Lie's full power in activating the flute and his inability to pay attention to anything else to kill him with a single palm strike!
But to Feng Yeqing's surprise, just as he was about to touch Xiao Lie, a figure suddenly blocked his way.
The figure made his pupils suddenly dilate; the newcomer was none other than the Spirit King.
Before he could retract his arm, the Spirit King's right palm lightly struck out, seemingly ordinary yet carrying an overwhelming pressure.
"Bang!" The two palms collided, producing a muffled sound.
The Spirit King stood motionless, while Maple Leaf Green was struck as if by a heavy hammer, his entire body sent flying backward by the Spirit King's palm strike.
He traced a parabola through the air and landed on the ground several meters away.
He had barely steadied himself and hadn't even caught his breath when Xiao Lie's flute music suddenly changed tune, transforming into a crescent-shaped burst of energy that pierced through the air.
Maple Leaf Green simply raised his hand and gently waved it forward, instantly dispersing the energy.
"A master of the Great Yuan Realm actually dared to launch a sneak attack on a child."
The Spirit King's icy gaze fell upon Maple Leaf Green as he questioned, "Isn't this a bit too unbecoming of your status?"
Maple Leaf's face turned pale and then red, and he thought to himself, "A child? What about this kid makes him seem like a child?"
"A mere intermediate-level cultivator can contend with a great-level cultivator? What child possesses such ability!"
But these words could only churn in my heart; I couldn't say them aloud.
If I were to say it out loud, I'm afraid everyone present would laugh at me.
To say that he can't even beat a "child" and yet he dares to call himself a Great Yuan Realm expert?
At the same time, Zhang Xuanji finally raised his hand and gently brushed it away.
The flute music that had been lingering within the Qianling Mausoleum City vanished instantly.
Xiao Lie sensed that his internal energy connection had been severed, so he stopped playing. He spun the jade flute half a circle on his fingertips and held his right hand firmly behind his back.
He looked up at Zhang Xuanji, whose eyes held undisguised admiration.
"Not bad, not bad! You unleashed an attack at the early stage of the Great Yuan Realm with the power of the Middle Yuan Realm. No wonder Cheng Shuang cares about you so much."
"Cheng Shuang? It's her!"
Xiao Lie felt a sudden jolt when he heard the name.
This name is like a key, instantly unlocking the floodgates of his memory.
He could never forget the woman with that name.
Scenes from three years ago suddenly flooded my mind like a tidal wave.
The smoke of battle outside Nanyang City had not yet dissipated.
He had just turned to leave when he was suddenly caught off guard and bumped into a warm embrace.
A fragrance wafted from the tip of my nose, unlike the gaudy scent of cosmetics, but rather like orange blossoms touched by morning dew, refreshing yet sweet and warm.
A laugh reached my ears, like a feather gently brushing against my heart, sending a shiver down my spine.
Just thinking about it made Xiao Lie's cheeks involuntarily flush red, and even his ears felt slightly hot.
That fleeting glimpse of touch and sound felt as if it were etched into my very bones.
Three years later, it's still so vivid, as if it happened just yesterday.
Cheng Shuang's beauty is widely recognized in the martial arts world as "femme fatale".
She has a face that is so beautiful it's almost aggressive, yet she also has a pair of expressive eyes that can steal a person's soul with a single glance.
Her figure is impeccable; she is slender where she should be, and voluptuous where she should be.
It was as if the heavens had infused all beauty into her very being.
What's even more deadly is her voice, like a feather gently brushing against the tip of your heart.
Most men who have heard of it will be captivated, almost drowning in its tender embrace.
"What's wrong? Are you thinking about your sister?"
A charming laugh suddenly rang out, as clear as a silver bell yet with an indescribable allure, instantly captivating the hearts of everyone present.
Everyone felt an itch in their ears and unconsciously softened their breathing, as if afraid of disturbing the owner of the voice.
Then the voice rang out again with a hint of lazy reproach.
"Little one, have you missed your sister all these years?"
The voice was so beautiful, almost otherworldly.
Many people present were somewhat dazed, and even assassins with strong composure like Mo You and Zi Yan had their eyes momentarily pause.
"Why is she here too?" Zi Yan couldn't help but mutter to herself as she came to her senses.
"Wasn't he supposed to be in seclusion, trying to break through to the late stage of the Great Yuan Realm?"
Mo You frowned slightly and lowered his voice even further: "Judging from this aura, he has probably already broken through. He probably heard the commotion here and came to join in the fun."
"That woman is so irresponsible!" Zi Yan pouted, but her tone carried a hint of barely perceptible apprehension.