Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader-Chapter 1151 - 903~904: Trap Within a Trap! Danger! Danger! Danger!
"How did you discover them?"
Jiang Dali tapped his head with his finger, then said, "There’s no time to explain more. If the Abnormal People come to deliver something, just tell them I’m in seclusion and accept it as it is. When Wan Wan awakens in fifteen minutes, you should leave with Jingyun."
"You want to..."
Before Dongfang Bubai could finish speaking, Jiang Dali had already walked out of the room, opened the east-facing window, and glanced at the increasingly sparse figures on the city streets in the dark night. His whole skeleton emitted a burst of explosive sounds.
Instantly, his imposing and intimidating stature suddenly shrank after performing the Bone Shrinking Skill, becoming a much leaner and smaller figure. He transformed into a man with a sallow complexion, bulging eyes, a thin build, and high temples. His originally tight clothes now drooped and loosened substantially.
He immediately leapt out through the window and departed.
"This guy... always causing continual trouble..."
Dongfang Bubai frowned and shook his head, thinking of Jiang Dali’s straightforward manner of tackling problems. He couldn’t help but smile at the corner of his mouth, knowing full well that if he had recovered from his injuries and had a plan, he would certainly be confident. Dongfang only needed to follow the plan meticulously and wait like a hunter for his prey.
However, upon arriving at Yingchun House by the West Lake in Hangzhou, Dongfang Bubai’s doubts had been unresolved as the Orochi Poison Blood within him often inexplicably stirred.
Presently, he extended a hand to support his head, sensing the source of this agitation. His fingers, under the Red Sleeve, flicked lightly, instantly sending a silver needle flying out, directly extinguishing the lamp in the hall.
The room immediately plunged into darkness, leaving only barely audible breathing sounds from a few individuals.
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Performing Qinggong, Jiang Dali darted swiftly over the rooftops of buildings in the darkness, as the evening breeze continuously blew against his face, invigorating his spirits.
He bypassed the still bustling night market of Hangzhou City, raising his power to its peak, concentrating the Essence Qi, Spirit, and Vitality of the Three Flowers to a high degree. His Spirit Platform suddenly became clear and transparent.
The peculiar sensation of Spiritual Sense observing the universe welled up in his mind again, perceiving various cluttered and minute sounds coming from all directions.
Jiang Dali quickly discarded most of these noises, focusing his Spiritual Sense on the remote house where three individuals were conversing.
He hadn’t thought the distance was far when he previously eavesdropped on their conversation with his Spiritual Sense.
Now that he truly locked onto the position and hurried over, he realized the distance was no less than five hundred feet away. Yet this was apparently not the limit of his Spiritual Sense’s range. Jiang Dali couldn’t help but be amazed at the ability he now possessed.
This was a special ability that he found difficult to comprehend in his past life, much less make contact with. It was unimaginable what changes might occur once he truly steps into the Primordial Spirit Realm.
While initially exhibiting Primordial Spirit Skill with Wan Wan, they could temporarily elevate the Spiritual Power to the Primordial Spirit level, yet it was crudely done, only exerting the power of Primordial Spirit but failing to produce the enhancement of Spiritual Sense or other particular features.
Jiang Dali collected his thoughts with no further distractions, his power continuously circulating within, reaching a state of calm with no ripples, swiftly darting and leaping among the buildings, quickly approaching his previously locked location.
He arrived at a rather sizeable small courtyard, divided into the front, middle, and rear, each a standalone courtyard, linked by a long-abandoned garden path, surrounded by high walls, situated in a tranquil and secluded corner of the street.
Jiang Dali thought to himself, "This is indeed the perfect location chosen by the enemy, where they can freely unleash their combat skills and kill!"
He instantly gathered energy, vaulted over the high walls, and landed stealthily on a rooftop, his gaze suddenly falling on the last courtyard towards the south, where a pavilion was still lit.
At this moment, no conversation was heard inside the pavilion.
In Jiang Dali’s Spiritual Sense, someone inside the pavilion breathed evenly.
The adversary was now on the first floor, seemingly engaged in meditation to replenish their energy.
"Po Jun, you’re here alone now, seeking your own death!"
Jiang Dali sneered internally, ready to rush over to strike Po Jun with lightning speed, when his Spiritual Sense suddenly perceived overwhelming danger, causing him to be greatly astonished. He immediately calmed his mind to contemplate the source of this foreboding feeling.
His gaze fixed abruptly on the flickering candle flames in the pavilion.
Jiang Dali’s heart was jolted as he finally understood the anomaly. The flickering of the flames suggested that Po Jun, who appeared to be peacefully in meditation, was in fact not calm, with his Qi Force secretly permeating the entire room. This unusual airflow in the room caused the candle flames to sway.
Such a phenomenon is impossible for someone with weak power to cause, but Po Jun, being a Heavenly Human 9th Realm expert, perhaps wasn’t even aware of it, as it had become habitual for him.
"It’s actually a trap? I thought I had an advantage coming here, but it turns out the opposite party had long set up an ambush? How did they discern my Spiritual Sense observation?"
Various thoughts flashed across Jiang Dali’s mind like lightning. He instantly devised a response, opting to use the opponent’s plan against them instead of retreating, as if oblivious to the danger. His silhouette indeed darted toward the pavilion.
Inside the first-floor room of the pavilion, Po Jun sat on a cushion, seemingly focused in cultivation, yet his Essence Qi, Spirit, and Vitality had already condensed and elevated to an extreme point.
Suddenly, a subtle sense of danger emerged in his mind, prompting him to motion internally, thinking, "Black Wind Village Chief, oh Black Wind Village Chief, you ultimately fell for the bait."
As he considered this, he felt both irritation and joy, annoyed by the opponent’s underestimation since they dared to come at him alone, despite his injuries, and pleased that this time he could eliminate them once and for all.
By the time these thoughts concluded, Po Jun swiftly opened his eyes.
Boom!!—
The walls of the pavilion practically exploded like thunder, debris flying amidst shattered tiles. A robust body exuding dazzling golden light forcefully smashed through the wall, rushing forward like a dragon, unleashing a lethal punch!
"Black Wind Village Chief, I’ve been waiting for you!"
Po Jun’s eyes emitted icy murderous intent, locking onto the charging Jiang Dali. After making such an imposing offensive display, he suddenly sprang up from the cushion, lunging forward, pulling out a longsword in a flash as his intensely concentrated Essence Qi, Spirit, and Vitality turned into nine blinding, twisted streams of Sword Qi attacking Jiang Dali from various angles, targeting his brow and chest acupoints.
Ahh!!!—
The Sword Qi howled like wolves, akin to nine wolves charging, craving to devour— Nine Wolves Chasing the Sun!
"Hahaha! Po Jun! You didn’t wait for me; you waited for death!!"
Suddenly, Jiang Dali burst into laughter, at the moment his Spiritual Sense sensed two powerful Qi Mechanisms entering the courtyard, he let out a long howl. The imposing Dragon Energy mixed with his spreading strong arms exploded instantly!
Clang!!—!
Like a small golden sun bursting open from his extended arms.
Amidst terrifying sounds of metal collision explosions, the Sword Qi and Golden Bell Qi Shield collapsed in an instant.
Po Jun’s mind was also momentarily intimidated by the Dragon Energy.
Merely a breath!
Amidst the swirling golden light, Jiang Dali’s compact body emitted a series of explosive sounds, instantly reverting to his original imposing form, quickly entering Battle Intent and Destruction State, a dragon’s roar reverberating as a formidable momentum spread outward, his massive three-meter-tall physique surged forward like a mountain, releasing an explosion of unparalleled fist power!
The speed and strength of this punch fully attained a peak in the Destruction State. Jiang Dali’s momentum reached unprecedented heights in this state, with the air in front of his fist becoming distorted due to extreme compression.
"Ahhh!!"
Facing imminent life-or-death danger, Po Jun was almost scared out of his wits by the terrifying punch, forcibly breaking free from the shock, thrusting a serpentine sword. Never had he imagined an assault could be this terrifying; it wasn’t just assassination, it was utter annihilation.
Bang clang!!
The crimson golden punch power exploded in a surge!
Inside the room, tables, chairs, and cushions were flung around like broken cloth, crashing into walls and bursting, windows shattered uniformly, and the airwaves were diffused and impacted everywhere.
Po Jun cried out miserably, his arm fractured, his longsword wound around him like a snake, ultimately being forcibly imprinted into his body by the punch power, causing his body to crash into the wall and tumble mid-air like a severed kite!
Pah—
Clang!—
Two figures suddenly stood in the courtyard, both shocked and horrified, watching Po Jun tumble through the wall like a rag bag, chills spreading over their bodies.
The Sword Sect Master’s son Jian Hui is defeated in an instant?
It felt as if a trumpet and drums were crazily sounding in their hearts.
Danger!
Danger!
DANGER!!!
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