Demoness, where are you Fleeing to?
Chapter 347 - 295

Chapter 347: 295

Master Xuanxiang could not help but be stunned, thinking, ’Could this person possibly see a hundred and twenty miles away?’

Upon hearing her description, Li Xuan felt even more incredulous, thinking that it sounded exactly like a sci-fi battleship!

One hundred and eighty thousand feet high, that is over a hundred miles high. How could this ancient world possibly have such a miraculous floating battleship?

The heavy artillery mentioned by Ao Shuying also baffled him. In his world’s World War II, there were indeed colossal cannons with a range of over two hundred miles, but those were accomplishments achieved through the use of modern gunpowder and various modern technologies.

In this era, a cannon with a range of one hundred and twenty miles? Even if they were to use an altitude of one hundred and eighty thousand feet to increase the range, would still be extremely exaggerated.

Soon, he already saw a cluster of vermilion buildings ahead. The mountain gate, which had the steles of ’Shangqing Palace’ and ’Heavenly Masters’ mansion in Sihan’ standing upright was already in sight.

Just then, a thunderous sound roared from the sky, and a total of fifteen artillery shells pounded from all five directions. They fell from the sky like meteors, then blasted into the large Taoist temple with irresistible momentum, sweeping everything in their path and kicking up a dust storm.

Despite the temple housing hundreds of tall ’Yellow Scarf Lishi’, standing over five meters tall, and a protective array that covered the entire Shangqing Palace, they all appeared fragile under the bombardment of those shells.

Only when the shells had reached the core of the Shangqing Palace, they were stopped and shattered by several sword lights.

At this point, Xue Yunrou’s figure had already dashed inside, and the Shangqing Palace was suddenly filled with astonished shouts.

"Who has just entered?"

"Identify yourself!"

"It seems to be Miss Xue and Brother Xuanxiang?"

"It’s me!" Xue Yunrou, after entering the palace gate and heading deeper within, said: "Behind me are Fumo Xiaowei of the Liudao Division, Earl Jingan Li Xuan, and my friend, whom you must not obstruct. Also, where is the Heavenly Master?"

She didn’t know if Ao Shuying was willing to intervene in the crisis happening in Longhu Mountain, so she didn’t mention her name.

Li Xuan and Ao Shuying followed her inside. Only then did Li Xuan discover several stone walls, created by a Taoist technique, standing upright inside the palace wall. Each wall was nearly one meter thick, and they were layered behind one another.

Dozens of Taoists on both sides watched them with alarmed and cautious eyes. Yet, due to Xue Yunrou’s prior explanation, they remained alert but did not attempt to block the trio.

Following Xue Yunrou, they quickly reached the Shangqing Hall’s entrance.

The dozens of disciples guarding the hall intended to stop them, but they became stiff under Ao Shuying’s gaze. Not only did Xue Yunrou enter the hall without any obstruction, but Li Xuan and the others followed suit.

Only Master Xuanxiang, respecting the temple rules, dared not trespass and waited at the door.

In the hall sat the current fifteenth generation Heavenly Master, Zhang Shenye, and about twenty other Taoists with dismal expressions.

Zhang Shenye’s face was also extremely pallid. There was a layer of black air on his face and deeply suppressed grief in his eyes.

Upon seeing Xue Yunrou, he looked somewhat surprised, "Rou’er? You’re back too?"

At this point, there was a hint of bitterness in Zhang Shenye’s voice that was hard to detect.

At this stage, he didn’t want Xue Yunrou to return to Longhu Mountain. The distress signal sent from Longhu Mountain was intended for all disciples traveling abroad.

However, Zhang Shenye never thought that the signal would call Xue Yunrou back to Longhu Mountain as well.

"Uncle." Xue Yunrou rushed over and knelt beside Zhang Shenye, "How is your injury now?"

Before Zhang Shenye could speak, a voice beside them broke in, "He has been critically injured by Zhang Guanlan’s Five Directions Thunder. It’s so bad he can no longer even wield the ’fumo sword.’ He can only depend on his ’Yangping Capital-controlling Seal’ to hang on. If this continues, the grandiose Heavenly Master will be extinguished!"

Another urged, "Please, Heavenly Master, make a decision quickly and pass down the ’fumo sword.’ With this immortal treasure, even if we can’t repel Li Zhetian and Zhang Guanlan, at least our Heavenly Master won’t be so miserable."

"Pass down the ’fumo sword’? To you?" A hoarse voice chuckled, "’fumo sword’, ’Yangping Capital-controlling Seal’, and ’Zhengyi Talisman’ are all treasures passed down in our Heavenly Master mansion. The one given the ’fumo sword’, and ’Zhengyi Talisman’ is the future Heavenly Master. But amongst you all, who can assure he has no relation with the former Yuan Heavenly Master outside? Who’s not suspected of colluding with Zhang Guanlan?"

Before he finished speaking, someone interjected, "Doesn’t you, Zhang Xuanzhong, have one?"

"Of course, I have." Zhang Xuanzhong gave a grim smile, "So I don’t dare to be presumptuous."

"Humph! So in your opinion, are we just going to wait and wear each other down? I bet Li Zhetian’s injury can be suppressed in a day at most. Are we expecting the Heavenly Master to fight two opponents alone?"

Xue Yunrou was taken aback. She was astonished to hear these people talking so harshly, directing give-and-take comments as if in a battle of words.

She glanced sideways and realized that the ones speaking were actually her uncles, specifically, relatives within five degrees of kinship to Heavenly Master Zhang Shenye.