Demon Sword Sect’s Undercover
Chapter 700 - 700 699 Northwest Beacon Fire 10

700: Chapter 699: Northwest Beacon Fire 10 700: Chapter 699: Northwest Beacon Fire 10 The damage to the Flying Boat was so extensive that it created such a commotion?

Nobody had the energy to worry about this anymore, not the cultivators, and certainly not the undead creatures, which lacked such ample brain capacity.

But under the dazzling white light, everyone, including all the cultivators and undead creatures, experienced a brief state of blindness.

Within a few breaths, it was as if they were blinded upon opening their eyes, seeing nothing and instinctively closing them.

However, there were still those who had prepared in advance.

The moment the white light dazzled, a dozen figures suddenly sprang into action.

They instantly broke through the circle of undead creatures, getting as close as possible to Xunfeng Valley before diving into the sand and soil as the white light faded.

The three figures who moved the farthest with instantaneous movement had almost reached Xunfeng Valley; they were Han Tiangang, Huai Liangyou, and Lou Yue.

The others were also scattered within ten miles of Xunfeng Valley, a distance short enough that even using Earth Escape wouldn’t lead them astray.

These were the individuals chosen for the Daoist Sect’s mission, not only including a dozen Daoists from the Flying Boat but also a few others like Dai Xun; for them, retreat was not an option, the danger even greater than pressing forward, so they chose to struggle with all their might.

Another figure reacted extremely quickly.

Instead of diving into the sand, he flashed into the cloud cluster and then miraculously vanished without a trace.

Even more bizarrely, the cloud cluster began to drift slowly after he entered, heading right above Xunfeng Valley.

When the white light dispersed and everything returned to normal, all that remained in the sky were those fools who served as cannon fodder.

Facing the overwhelming surge of undead creatures, the twenty or so cannon fodder were on the verge of tears, without even a chance to surrender—who knew how the undead creatures would treat prisoners, perhaps turning them into skeletons as well?

Hou Niao was among these doomed individuals, surprised to find that the smart ones had all run off in that instant?

The Daoist magic cultivators dove into the ground toward Xunfeng Valley, and what followed was without saying, surely to go underground and act.

Xiang Anshi, the burly man who seemed rough, also displayed a sensitivity that belied his appearance, making the right decision in an instant.

He wasn’t skilled in Earth Escape but excelled in Water Technique.

By some method, he hid himself within the cloud cluster without leaving a trace and was even able to control the movement of the clouds.

Indeed, every creature has its own path, and the crafty find their ways…

The white light affected him as well, but not to such a degree that it impeded his actions; Xiang Anshi couldn’t perform the feats of the Daoist magic cultivators and didn’t want to mingle with them, even though what they did was actually what he had wanted to do as well.

A moment’s hesitation, and he ended up in the company of the cannon fodder.

Would Xiang Anshi be a laughing stock later?

Still not using the Flying Sword but relying entirely on the set of close-combat Ancient Martial arts; fortunately, the opponents were undead creatures who also liked to get close and bare their fangs and claws, or else it would have been difficult.

The disorganized group of twenty or so, with their leaders gone and support mysteriously vanished, could hardly maintain a fighting spirit and collapsed instantly, scattering in flight.

But with the undead creatures persistently blocking them, casualties mounted, and it wouldn’t take long before the group faced total annihilation.

In a life-or-death struggle, the cultivators unleashed their last ounce of potential, their ultimate moves.

Nevertheless, only about a dozen people managed to break out while injured, but it was hard to say how far they could get.

In the urgency, of course, no one could care about direction.

There were those with clear minds still heading for the borders, and there were those who, disoriented, ran toward the most dangerous Xunfeng Valley; Hou Niao was one of the few who had lost their bearings, along with two other cultivators, each one wounded and in a state of panic.

The group of undead creatures trailed them closely, hitting the three unlucky ones with a series of Divine Skills, causing them to fly slower and struggle more.

Finally, one of them couldn’t withstand the attack and was struck down, falling straight from the height of a thousand zhang, his life clearly ebbing away before he hit the ground.

Soon after, a second one was torn into several pieces by an undead creature in the sky, his blood scattering across the blue heavens.

… Amidst the clouds, Xiang Anshi perfectly concealed his body, watching all of this unfold with a calm expression, with not the slightest desire to intervene.

Having spent years living and practicing cultivation at sea, he was adept at fully utilizing natural phenomena related to water.

In other environments, penetrating into certain places was a breeze for someone like him, but the desert was simply too dry.

The water element particles in the air were pitifully sparse, nowhere near enough for him to cast spells effectively—until that cloud formation appeared, which he immediately set his sights on.

Clouds are, in essence, a mass of water vapor, as familiar to him as family.

Once he slipped into the cloud, no one could detect him unless he chose to reveal himself; just like now, he could sit back and safely hover over Xunfeng Valley, leisurely observing everything on the ground.

Of course, clouds were not a cure-all.

He couldn’t fly too low, or even the undead creatures might notice something unusual about the cloud formation.

He had to observe first, then make a decision.

Since the Daoist Sect’s magic cultivators had already started to employ Earth Escape to enter, changes were bound to happen.

He just needed to seize an appropriate opportunity.

What he was more curious about now was how the sword cultivator would get through this ordeal.

The sword cultivator, not proficient in the Water Concealment Skill and unwilling to stoop to the level of the magic cultivators, what other method could he have?

Was he to be chased around like a dog, as he was right now?

He didn’t believe that the sword cultivator would make such a fatal mistake, especially since the sword cultivator hadn’t even used his flying sword from beginning to end.

Relying solely on his fists, he was able to fight amidst the undead creatures with ease, demonstrating his formidable close combat abilities and revealing part of his trump card.

Should conflict arise in the future, it would be wise to avoid getting too close to him.

If his true abilities hadn’t been displayed yet, then it was certain that the current dire situation was just a façade, an act, but as to how he would turn the tables, Xiang Anshi had no idea at the moment.

So, he simply watched, waiting to see what kind of trick this fellow could pull off.

The other two cultivators were killed one after the other, and all the attacks were then concentrated on the sword cultivator.

Numerous divine skills and dark forces, including axes, halberds, knives, and forks, were hurled at him, skewering him like a hedgehog in mid-air.

He stiffened, spurting blood from his mouth, and plummeted towards the ground.

Xiang Anshi curled his lips in a sneer, this fellow’s acting was quite convincing, especially that final spasm before “death”—it would be a waste not to be an actor.

But where was the turning point of the situation?

The sword cultivator plummeted, clearly beyond saving.

A thousand zhang from the sky without mana to protect oneself, even a cultivator’s body might not be able to withstand the impact.

A few breaths later, the body of the sword cultivator crashed onto the sandy earth, kicking up a cloud of dust,

Xiang Anshi couldn’t help but laugh; he knew what this fellow was up to.

Indeed, in the moment of landing, a flash of lightning, a body that the sword cultivator had collected at some unknown point during the battle was thrown out.

The sword cultivator even found the time to perforate the body with various weapons before looking up at the clouds with a smile and vanishing into the sand below.

All these movements, though complicated to describe, were executed with incredible speed by the sword cultivator; if Xiang Anshi hadn’t been watching intently the whole time, he would have missed these subtle changes.

While the dust still hung in the air, everything was already over.

The undead creatures swooped down, hacking the body into fragments, yet none noticed that the person on the ground had been switched.

It was a very Jianghu tactic, yet very effective; it was said that this fellow had previously worked in criminal investigation before his cultivation journey—no wonder he was so adept at the ol’ switcheroo.

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