Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 2158 - 2158 2148 Encirclement

2158: Chapter 2148: Encirclement 2158: Chapter 2148: Encirclement “Is there anything unusual here?”

“Reporting to the Captain, no.”

“Continue patrolling.”

Long Yan hid among the shrubs, observing the scene before him.

In front of him were two small teams of people dressed in Blood Sect attire; this was already the third wave that they had encountered along their way.

Long Cai’er had turned into a Jiao, and Long Yan had advanced to God King Level 7.

Naturally, no one in the Swamp of Death could stop them—as soon as Long Cai’er unleashed the Divine Beast Pressure, all the surrounding creatures shivered in fear.

It was precisely when Long Yan was alert that he met Long Cai’er’s gaze.

Initially, there was nothing unusual, but Long Yan’s clothes had already been destroyed during the heavenly tribulation.

Having no other choice, Long Yan quickly stood up and swiftly donned his clothes, attracting a curious look from Long Cai’er as he posed the question.

“What are you planning to do from now on?”

Long Cai’er was now a Jiao, ranked among the God-Beasts, and it was unheard of for any God-Beast to choose to become someone else’s Immortal Pet.

“Aren’t I following you?”

Long Cai’er tilted her little head as she looked at Long Yan.

It’s worth mentioning that she was now draped in a flowing colorful long dress, which looked very similar to the seven-colored scales on her body, alleviating the awkwardness between the two.

“But you are a God-Beast now.”

Long Yan had a strange expression.

Although Long Cai’er’s personality seemed much more mature, her tone of speaking still resembled that of the little loli from before.

“So what if I am a God-Beast?”

“Never mind.”

Seeing Long Yan looking somewhat helpless, a trace of cunning and joy flashed through Long Cai’er’s beautiful eyes; she hadn’t had the chance to go out yet, so there was no way she’d let him off easily.

As they left the Swamp of Death, they encountered quite a few Sect Leaders within the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and indeed, Long Yan had heard of many of their names.

“We must not let Long Yan escape.”

“Yes!”

Hearing the charge aimed at him, Long Yan understood—it seemed that Elder Xuehe had seen a Heavenly Phenomenon.

If the commotion was his doing, these Sect Leaders were sent to hold him back; if not, there would be no loss in searching.

Long Yan sat on a tree branch, overseeing the disciples of various sects hiding and covering themselves.

If he dared to show himself, he would face an ambush.

But Elder Xuehe didn’t know that both his body strength and cultivation base had improved, and none of the Sect Leaders and disciples were beyond Long Yan’s perception.

“Since they like it, then I’ll play along.”

Long Yan muttered to himself, tossing a small stone at one of the disciples’ heads.

The stone, imbued with True Qi, struck the disciple’s head.

“Ouch!”

The disciple cried out in pain, unaware of what had hit him on the head while he was ambushing in the woods, leading him to cry out unintentionally.

“What happened?”

Clearly, as the Small Team Leader, the Sect Leader was quite concerned about this matter, so he hurried back to ask.

“I don’t know what hit me just now.”

The disciple seemed excited, and without realizing it, his voice grew louder.

The Sect Leader across from him furrowed his brows, now that the Hundred Thousand Mountains have united to besiege Long Yan, how could anyone stir up trouble at this critical moment?

Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but gaze at the disciple in front of him with suspicion.

“Something really did hit me, it must have been thrown deliberately.”

Seeing the Sect Leader’s doubtful gaze, the disciple felt somewhat wronged.

He had been squatting peacefully; how could anything have hit him unless someone had done it intentionally?

“It must have been the tree branch that fell on you.”

The disciples of the Hundred Thousand Mountains usually had a lot of leisure time; none of them wanted to undertake such tasks, so as soon as they saw something fun, it turned into total chaos.

“How could that be?”

The disciple’s face flushed red with anger.

How could a small branch break through his Protective True Qi?

“Get down.”

The Sect Leader thought it was just a tree branch that hit the disciple on the head.

Seeing that it was his own sect’s disciple that made a fool of himself, his face turned from green to red.

“Hahaha…”

Laughter from the surrounding disciples ensued, which the Sect Leader suppressed only after a long struggle.

Long Yan watched the disciples who were still discussing privately, a look of disdain appeared on his face.

Such a disorganized mob, if he wasn’t afraid of exposing himself, even if they all came at him, Long Yan would not be afraid.

In the blink of an eye, the sun set over West Mountain, and that disciple still stood in his original spot.

He did not believe it was a tree branch that had hit his head, so he kept looking around, attempting to catch the culprit who threw the stone at him.

“Going back?”

Only at his companion’s call did the disciple reluctantly return to the camp, sitting on a large stone, reflecting on who had hit him today.

“It was Li San, definitely him, only he was behind me, out of my sight.”

With his mind made up, the disciple just thought about reporting this to the Sect Leader to have Li San heavily punished, when a flash of silver light glimmered on his neck.

He staggered back a few steps and fell to the ground, his body still twitching.

In one fell swoop, Long Yan activated his hand-held Dragon Tooth, this Martial God Array was really useful, his speed and strength had increased not just by one level.

In an instant, this God King Level 6 disciple was killed by Long Yan.

Casually dropping a small flame, he burned the disciple’s corpse.

A sinister smile curled on Long Yan’s lips, these people of the Hundred Thousand Mountains wanted to find him, they had to pay some price.

The location where the disciple died was still quite a distance from their camp, but the firelight was very conspicuous among the trees.

“Go check it out, see what’s going on.”

The Sect Leader didn’t think much about it, he merely thought it was some restless disciples wanting to hunt a rabbit or wild pig for food.

He himself hadn’t paid much attention to it; he was unwilling to take on this mission too.

In his view, those who entered the Swamp of Death couldn’t possibly come back alive.

Elder Xuehe’s words were like a fantasy.

So, he only sent three disciples to take a look.

The three disciples were rubbing their hands with glee, this time they might have a good feast.

Excitedly, they headed towards the direction of the firelight.

Long Yan hid in the tree, watching the three men—one after the other—reach the front of the fire.

“Why is there no one here?”

One disciple used his sword to clear the fire pit, the corpse in it had already been burnt beyond recognition.

Just as the disciple poked open one corner with his sword, a suffocating terror surged in his heart.

He suddenly realized that what was burning in the fire pit seemed like a pile of human bones.

As he turned around, he saw that his two companions had already been beheaded, with one’s head even lying at his feet, his eyes wide open as though he had seen something unbelievable.

He opened his mouth to scream, but found that no sound came from his throat; only a stream of blood foam spilled out.

The man depicted in the countless portraits he had seen appeared before him, but his throat had already been severed by Long Yan.