AWB Chapter 269 Masked Man
Chapter 269 Masked Man
"Sharp-tongued, you'll see in a moment."
The masked man was not provoked; instead, his movements became faster and faster.
Seeing that her first move was not working, Princess Huo Huo decided to capture the leader first.
Since they can't get out, let them in.
Princess Huo Huo caught him off guard and used the Seven-Step Lock to pull the masked man into the formation.
"court death!"
The masked man hadn't expected this little girl to ruin his plans time and time again, and his original intention to take her back for research was completely lost.
Right now, I just want to kill this troublesome person first, and then deal with the others.
Princess Huo Huo finally saw a new name on the system, and Gao Huo Huo and Chen Wan'er started to do all sorts of crazy things.
They had no choice but to court death! If they had been even a little slower, they would have been the ones to die.
Princess Huo Huo, relying on the Seven-Step Lock, kept interfering with him, preventing him from casting spells.
Soon the masked man sensed something was wrong; why was his cultivation level draining away?
"Is it your fault?"
The masked man's gaze was icy as he glanced at Princess Huo Huo, who was still jumping around, and then suddenly slammed a palm at her.
Besides her, who else here has the ability to harm him?
Unfortunately, Princess Huo Huo was no pushover either; she had already reached the Nascent Soul stage of cultivation.
He neutralized his palm strike directly and then swung his own palm at him.
"I just took one of your blows, now it's your turn to take one of mine."
The masked man sneered, "You think you can take me down when you've just reached the Nascent Soul stage?"
No sooner had she finished speaking than Princess Huo Huo's palm struck her right in front of her.
What was originally a seemingly insignificant palm strike suddenly became so powerful that, just as the force of the strike was about to touch his body, the masked man discovered that he could not mobilize the spiritual energy within his body.
The palm struck him squarely in the chest, and the masked man groaned, staggering back several steps.
But he quickly regained his balance, his eyes gleaming with even more malevolence.
"Poison?" He gave a sinister smile. "Too bad, it's useless against me!"
Princess Huo Huo's heart skipped a beat—this guy could actually neutralize Seventh Senior Sister's deadly poison so quickly?
No wonder he's a heretical cultivator who refines emptiness!
Gao Huohuo and Chen Wan'er were constantly expending their energy, but the masked man's energy bar wasn't depleting much.
What's even more terrifying is that he was still distracted by perfecting the formation!
On the other side, the other cultivators had already been driven to the brink of despair by the Yin spirits, and several more were torn to the edge of the formation, their souls instantly devoured.
Princess Huo Huo gritted her teeth—this guy is even more insidious than a ghost!
Other evil cultivators who kill and plunder at least leave behind a complete corpse, but he's different; he doesn't even spare the soul!
"Junior Uncle, save me!"
The white crane's cry suddenly tore apart the battle. Princess Huo Huo turned around sharply and saw the boy being forced to retreat by five evil spirits.
"Damn it!"
It turned out that the white crane was surrounded by several evil spirits while trying to save the four people lying on the ground.
She glared fiercely at the masked man, and had no choice but to temporarily abandon the fight, her figure flashing like flames as she swept into the white crane.
In a flash, a brilliant idea struck Princess Huo Huo.
Since this formation specifically absorbs souls... she pushed the white crane aside, used her spiritual power to grab the three Yin spirits, and used the momentum to fall backward toward the edge of the formation!
"She's gone mad?!" the crowd exclaimed in horror.
The masked man's pupils contracted—was this girl going to die with him?
He instinctively made a hand seal to protect himself, but then he saw Princess Huo Huo curl up a wicked smile on her lips.
Quickly close all other names in the system, leaving only the masked man's name.
The masked man felt a tremor in his soul. What was even more terrifying was that the array patterns that were supposed to devour Princess Huohuo were now instead wrapping around his soul!
"What did you do to me?!" He roared in terror for the first time, his body beneath the black robe beginning to convulse uncontrollably.
The once rock-solid Void Refining Wire is now showing signs of collapse!
Princess Huo Huo seized the opportunity to perform a somersault, using one hand to support herself as she leaped back to the safe zone, while the Yin Spirit screamed as it was swallowed up by the formation.
Princess Huo Huo wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and laughed triumphantly:
"Surprised? I'll let you experience what it's like to have your soul absorbed by an array?"
Before the words were finished, the entire formation suddenly trembled violently, and all the evil spirits wailed in unison as they turned into black smoke.
"boom--!"
As the last wisp of black mist was swallowed by the formation, the masked man's body crumbled into pieces like a shattered terracotta figurine, leaving not even a scrap of clothing behind.
"Is it over?"
The surviving monks collapsed to the ground, their chests heaving violently.
Someone secretly glanced at Princess Huohuo, and a sense of horror filled their heart.
Everyone here is a Nascent Soul cultivator, yet she managed to defeat even a heretical cultivator in the Void Refinement stage.
Thousands of miles away, a blood-red altar.
"puff--!"
The black-robed man wearing the same patterned mask suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood, instantly corroding the jade floor and creating hissing holes.
"Good, very good..." He wiped away the bloodstains, but his voice behind the mask carried an eerie pleasure.
"I never expected there to be such unpredictable changes in the human world."
Another black-robed cultivator emerged from the shadows and knelt respectfully: "My lord, should we activate the backup plan?"
“No need.” The man’s fingertips traced the bronze beast head in the center of the altar, and the beast’s eyes glowed crimson in response to his movement.
"Pass down the message: the human race's operation can begin."
"Yes, my lord."
After the subordinates had left, a loud rattling sound of chains snapping suddenly came from below the altar.
"What's the rush?" The masked man chuckled and probed his blood-stained fingers into the darkness.
"Your time to shine will come soon."
Meanwhile, inside the Qingyun Sect.
Dongfang Han stood in the center of the hall with a furrowed brow, his wide sleeves fluttering even without wind, revealing his inner anxiety.
"Sect Master, the barrier in the mortal realm has recently shown signs of fluctuation."
Even more strangely, an urgent report came from Luoxia City, saying that the spirits in the city were behaving strangely, quite differently from usual.
Before he could finish speaking, hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the hall.
A disciple rushed in in a panic and knelt on one knee:
"Reporting to the Sect Master, a strange incident has occurred in the forbidden area behind the mountain. Please go and investigate immediately!"
"The forbidden area in the back mountain?" Dongfang Han's pupils shrank, and the jade slip in his hand fell to the ground with a "thud".
His beloved disciple, who was trapped in the demon realm, had not yet returned. If something were to go wrong in the forbidden area... Thinking of this, he immediately transformed into a streak of light and followed the sect leader.
Deep within the forbidden area, the spatial passage that had been silent for thousands of years was now emitting an eerie purple glow.
As Li Qingde, the sect leader of Qingyun Sect, flicked his sleeves, he had already formed a profound hand seal, and a powerful spiritual force struck the passage directly.
The moment the spiritual energy touched the purple light, the entire back mountain trembled.
As the light faded, an unusual solemnity appeared on Li Qingde's usually calm face.
"This was not the work of the demons... This passage opened on its own!"
Upon hearing this, Dongfang Han gasped, his fingers unconsciously clenching in his sleeve.
But then the sect leader suddenly turned around, his eyes flashing with a sharp light:
"Send Han Shang back immediately! If I'm not mistaken, the passage to the demon realm is probably..."
The setting sun, like blood, dyed the rugged rocks of the forbidden area scarlet.
As Dongfang Han gazed at the expanding spatial rift, a sudden surge of turmoil welled up in his heart.
Why is the seal on the Three Realms, which has been dormant for thousands of years, loosening at this very moment?
Is this world truly about to face a catastrophe?