bookcurios Chapter 1732
Chapter 1732
“That’s right, Lin Yuyao must be hiding in one of their personal magical artifacts, cultivating in seclusion.” A cultivator in a bamboo hat said in a deep voice, his gaze sweeping over the remaining golden light in the sky.
The leader snorted coldly, his voice icy: "No matter where she's hiding, this attack will be a fatal one." He stared intently at the striking white hair beside Lin Yuqiong, "Since this brat insists on getting involved, then he'll turn into stardust along with Lin Yuqiong and her brother!"
At this moment, Chen Xuan and Lin Yuqiong were strolling leisurely down the long street of Tian Shu City, their steps as relaxed as if they were taking a leisurely walk, showing no sign of the tension of being watched by pursuers.
Chen Xuan even paused with great interest at a street stall, picking up a star field seashell that shimmered with a faint blue light between his fingers, and then a bracelet adorned with seven-colored stardust—
These were all novelties he had never seen before, perfect gifts for his Daoist companions in the Immortal Abode.
As they approached the imposing main gate of Tian Shu City, two massive bronze doors engraved with mysterious runes slowly opened. The moment the two looked at each other, their eyes were completely devoid of emotion.
They both understood—the ones who came to ambush them this time were not just the eight auras of the perfected mortal realm behind them.
Behind the stone pillars on both sides of the main gate and in the shadows of the city wall, at least twenty subtle yet powerful auras were hidden, like lurking venomous snakes, quietly locking onto their figures.
Chen Xuan smiled faintly, seemingly unconcerned.
Once you step out of the city gate, you'll find yourself on a long, suspended white jade staircase, below which lies a bottomless, dark purple starry sky.
Chen Xuan nodded slightly to Lin Yuqiong, who understood immediately. With a wave of her hand, a golden light flew out from her sleeve and transformed into a three-zhang-long sacred unicorn chariot when it landed.
The chariot was pulled by a three-headed sacred unicorn covered in golden scales, its eyes burning like golden fire, and its dragon whiskers gleaming with a sacred halo.
The two transformed into streaks of light and leaped onto the carriage. The moment the curtain fell, the three holy unicorns simultaneously raised their necks and roared, their voices shaking the starry sky.
The chariot transformed into a dazzling golden rainbow, speeding towards the depths of the starry sea. Its speed was so great that it almost tore through the void. In the blink of an eye, it shrank into a point of golden light and gradually disappeared into the horizon.
Almost the instant the golden rainbow disappeared, dozens of figures suddenly sprang out from the shadows inside and outside the city gate.
Eight cultivators at the peak of the Mortal Realm and more than twenty ambush soldiers quickly assembled. The leader raised his hand and waved, and a black banner about ten feet wide was unfurled, embroidered with a ferocious blood-red bat totem.
As he channeled his spiritual power, the banner suddenly swelled, transforming into a gigantic bat-shaped flying magical artifact. Its wings spread wide, blotting out the sky, and its eyes gleamed with a scarlet, menacing light.
Nearly thirty-five cultivators leaped onto the bat-shaped boat, their magical artifacts humming as they pierced the sky, transforming into a streak of dark light as thick as ink. They chased after the direction in which the golden rainbow had disappeared, stirring up a storm of stardust.
Inside the carriage, Lin Yuqiong held the reins to steer, while Chen Xuan sat cross-legged on a soft cushion covered with snow-white fox fur, his fingertips casually tapping his knees.
He knew very well that they were too close to Tian Shu City at the moment. Even if they were caught up, the other side would not dare to make a move easily. With his and Lin Yuqiong's control over the Great Dao of Space, they could teleport back to the city gate with a single thought. These people would not be so ignorant of such a basic principle.
“If they’re going to make their move, they’ll most likely choose the ‘Soul-Severing Nebula’ between 100,000 and 150,000 miles away.” Lin Yuqiong’s voice came from ahead, the carriage moving as smoothly as if it were still. “There, the star mist is thick, which can block divine sense from detecting us.”
Chen Xuan grunted in acknowledgment and summoned a small, ancient immortal mansion, with the words "Beiming" inscribed on the gate.
The celestial abode landed in the corner of the carriage, and with a flash of light, it transformed into a small pavilion about ten feet square.
He rose and stepped into the pavilion, his figure disappearing behind the door in an instant—he planned to cultivate in seclusion in the immortal mansion for the next few days, leaving matters outside to Lin Yuqiong for the time being.