Cultivating by picking up attributes, I accumulate my strength!

Chapter 211: Chapter 135: Guarding_3

Translator: 549690339 I

“Considering the report just now, we can ascertain that he is in these streets. However, this man has formidable cultivation abilities, he is a nine-turn Golden Core. I’m afraid this many people won’t be able to stop him.”

Pei Shenxiu shook his head, saying, “No, that’s not right.”

“If he were truly that powerful, he wouldn’t have taken a boat south to Nanyu Prefecture. If he wanted to distract us, he wouldn’t be so restrained. He even left the innkeeper’s son alive.”

“He must be severely injured.”

He said with utmost certainty.

“So what if he’s a nine-turn Golden Core? I, with my Nascent Soul cultivation, have slayed countless Deity Transformation monsters in the borderlands. Are they all weaker than Han Ye?”

Pei Shenxiu’s expression was both dismissive and arrogant.

On the other side,

Han Ye, facing the numerous troops, remained expressionless. From his Storage Ring, he took out a few of the carved Talisman Inscriptions he had left.

Even without magic power, he could use these objects to repel the enemy and buy some time to escape.

“Go!”

With a wave of Han Ye’s hand, all the thunder and fire talismans in his hand were thrown out, igniting a spark and turning the entire street into a Sea of Fire.

The next second, he took Chu Xianyu by the hand, placed a foot on the rooftop, and stepping on the black tiles, fled towards the outskirts of Nanyu Prefecture.

However, he quickly realized that every layer of the street was surrounded by squads of soldiers.

They couldn’t even see the end.

“Han Ye, come with me.” at this moment, a calm voice resonated, startling Han Ye.

For some unknown reason, a general clad in Azure Dragon Armor and holding a Long Halberd, was standing in front of him. His tone was unambiguous and his demeanor composed.

Han Ye squinted, sensing the powerful aura of the general. The man was radiating a tremendous murderous intent that quickly approached Han Ye, ready to crush him.

He quickly realized that he was no match for his opponent as he was now.

Even at his peak, he might have found it difficult.

Han Ye inhaled deeply and asked, “Did the Empress send you? Didn’t she tell you that I am actually…”

“Stop wasting time. You’re either coming with me, or…you die.”

Pei Shenxiu said indifferently.

Han Ye hadn’t expected such a brush-off. He scoffed, “What an audacious claim. Who are you serving as a lackey for, Great Zhou? Or the Immortal Gate?” “Who I serve has nothing to do with you,”

Unaffected by Han Ye’s words, Pei Shenxiu held the Long Halberd with an enormous force. A terrifying gust rolled in, the phantom of the Supreme Azure Dragon rose from behind him.

Han Ye’s hand was clenched tightly around a Transmission Talisman, he was breaking out into a cold sweat.

Just as he was about to crush the talisman,

A divine Golden Cicada Immortal Shadow descended from the sky, right in front of Han Ye.

“Heavenly Cicada Golden Body.”

Han Ye’s pupils contracted, and he immediately recognized the owner of this immortal shadow.

The massively towering Golden Cicada Immortal Shadow, like a golden bell cover, guarded him, blocking a world-ending strike from Pei Shenxiu.

As the golden light scattered, a colossal man, his arms bulging with muscles, stood in front of Han Ye.

Han Ye was somewhat shocked when he saw this man,

“Da Niu?”

The master of the Golden Cicada Immortal Shadow was his good friend, Wang Da Niu.

Wang Da Niu looked much the same as he had three years ago. The only difference was his magic power and the terrifying aura of his physical body, which had reached an extreme peak, making his golden body seem impervious to blades and spears.

“The Grand Elder sent me, Han Ye, let’s go quickly!”

Wang Da Niu chuckled and thumped his chest.

“When did you advance to the Nascent Soul stage?”

Han Ye was surprised to see that Da Niu’s cultivation had greatly improved.

How did the Grand Elder know to send him?

Did the Elder predict it?

“Boom!”

Pei Shenxiu, seeing the sudden appearance of a fierce man falling from the sky, furrowed his brows.

“Dare to oppose the Immortal Gate, you shall be killed without mercy.”

He stepped forward, emitting a wave of magic power that formed into Qi Waves, crushing the rooftops of every building in a radius of hundreds of miles, not one was left untouched.

With a leap, holding the Long Halberd, he struck an avalanche of halberd energy, transforming into a ferocious dragon head, its mouth wide open, covering the sky with an all-encompassing attack.

Wang Da Niu clenched his fists, squatted, his foot glowing with golden light interwoven with the Bagua, his right hand gripping the handle of his blade, the knife energy gathered, using his full strength for an upward slash.

The blinding knife light reared hundreds of meters, like a river of blades dividing the heaven and earth, converged into a Xuanwu Immortal Shadow, tearing the ferocious dragon head in half.

He looked back at Han Ye and urged,

“Go quickly!”