Immortal Taoist Lord: My Cultivation Have No Limits-Chapter 523 - : 158 New Emperor Tomb Island Master (10K Votes Requested) _4
Chapter 523: 158 New Emperor Tomb Island Master (10K Votes Requested) _4
“This Spiritual Spring, it seems to possess some spirituality. Not bad, not bad at all.”
Among the three forces, the youngest-looking one was the last one. He appeared to be in his thirties, with star-shaped brows and a sharp gaze that carried an innate air of acuteness.
He laughed lightly at this moment and said to the others present, “This tea, this Spiritual Spring, I want them all.”
The atmosphere in the room suddenly turned tense.
Huang Min’s face nearly crumbled on the spot, his eyelid twitching. After a moment of stasis, he burst out laughing and said, “It’s just a little bit of Spiritual Tea and Spiritual Spring. Don’t be so polite, my fellow Daoists.”
“Very well, when you leave, I’ll have someone prepare a little for each of you. You will not be left wanting.”
He had no choice but to play dumb amidst the exchange of words.
Taoist Bai Ying glanced at the other two. Setting down his teacup, he was about to inquire about the current status of the Huang Family’s Ancestor or Family Head, whom he had not seen recently.
However, before he could ask, a force from high in the sky descended rapidly onto Huangling Island.
Inside the room, the expressions of Huang Min and Taoist Bai Ying slightly changed.
The four of them extended their power simultaneously as a battleship descended from above, making no attempt to conceal its presence. Driven by a top-tier, third-order flying formation, it intruded the airspace of Huangling Island.
A dazzling, top-tier, third-order defensive barrier enveloped the battleship, making it impossible to observe the situation within the vessel.
Huang Min’s face changed dramatically as he saw the battleship disregarding the existence of the port, and even more so, his own presence. It headed straight towards the interior of Huangling Island. His figure vanished from the room in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, Huang Min’s furious shout resonated through the heavens, “Impudence! Who do you think you are, daring to barge into Huangling Island with your battleship? Halt immediately!”
Whoosh!
In no time, Huang Min’s figure appeared above the harbor. The surge of power from his Core Formation stage shook the heavens and earth. Using his Divine Sense to manipulate the elemental forces, he created a massive wave of spiritual pressure that he directed against the battleship.
At this moment, a figure burst from the battleship’s formation barrier. In an instant, he appeared not far in front of Huang Min.
Taoist Jin Feng looked indifferently at Huang Min, “Why is the Ninth Elder making such a fuss? Acting under the orders of the Ancestor, I am merely here to bring some visitors to meet him.”
With that, Taoist Jin Feng flung a Token forward.
The Token transformed into a ray of light, shooting towards Huang Min. Huang Min extended his hand, channeling his Mana to catch it. His figure was forced back several steps, a grunt escaping his lips. His face turned white then red in quick succession, and he nearly failed to catch the Token.
However, when Huang Min saw the Ancestor’s Token in his hand, his pupils contracted suddenly. He looked up at Taoist Jin Feng, terror evident in the depths of his eyes.
Outsiders may not understand, but he was very clear.
His Huang family’s Ancestor, already over ten years ago, his Soul Stele had shattered entirely, fading away, dead.
He died on the mainland of Sangmu House!
And among those who accompanied him at that time was this very Taoist Jin Feng in front of him, the Core Formation ninth stage great cultivator, Jin family’s Ancestor!
Now, their Ancestor had been dead for many years, but this accompanying Taoist Jin Feng had returned with the Ancestor’s Token, claiming to bring some guests to meet the Ancestor?
Who the hell was he trying to fool?
Huang Min wanted to rebuke with a shout, but he dared not say the words when they reached his lips.
The news of their Huang Family’s Ancestor’s death had been kept under wraps until now, unknown to outsiders. Yet, it seemed as if some hints of the news had leaked out, with people probing the Huang Family’s reactions these days.
If he were to refute Taoist Jin Feng now, wouldn’t that be exposing himself without any need?
And moreover…
He was no match for Taoist Jin Feng!
But then,
Who exactly is on this warship?
And what is Taoist Jin Feng’s current status?
If he allowed them to proceed unhindered to the family land, it could very well result in a disaster for the Huang Family!
This Taoist Jin Feng has betrayed the Huang Family!
As his Divine Sense dove into his Qiankun Bag, intending to alert his family with the Token, Taoist Jin Feng’s eyes had already changed, his gaze coldly fixed on him.
Taoist Jin Feng sneered chillingly, “Ninth Elder, you’re not being faithful!”
Hum!
With a thought, an oddly shaped, top-tier Magic Artifact, like a Dharma Seal, appeared beside Taoist Jin Feng. In the next moment, with Taoist Jin Feng’s thought, his hands promptly assembled a spell Dharma Seal.
Suddenly, a violent wind was stirring in between the heavens and the earth.
Alongside the winds sweeping across the earth, Taoist Jin Feng’s Magic Artifact transformed into a streak of afterimage that shot out, merging into the tempest.
Spell: Wind Blade Tempest.
Countless Wind Blades, like a raging tide, rolled towards Huang Min in a blink of an eye.
Perceiving the aura of the spell cast by Taoist Jin Feng, Huang Min felt chills run down his spine. He was merely at the seventh stage of Core Formation, nowhere near the famous peak Core Formation Taoist Jin Feng of Huangling Island.
The moment Taoist Jin Feng acted, Huang Min was on full defense. Simultaneously, he initiated an Escape Technique towards the harbour formation below.
However, no matter how fast he was, he couldn’t surpass the wild winds of the world.
Just as the spell was about to hit him, Huang Min let out a roar. The power of the seventh stage Core Formation surged around him, and countless water-formed Flood Dragons materialized in the surroundings.
Several water-formed Flood Dragons circled around him, transforming into a curtain-like water barrier, fending off the oncoming tempest.
“Boom!”
“Putch!”
The water-formed Flood Dragons’ water curtain barrier that Huang Min had condensed, was shredded to pieces by the storm within two breaths’ time.
Despite Huang Min’s various maneuvers, he was still unable to escape from Taoist Jin Feng’s Wind Spell.
