Wielding the Thunders Across Two Worlds-Chapter 66: Killing Another Divine Consort of the Golden Wind Sect
"Who are you?" Consort Yu asked.
"Blessed Infinite Celestial Venerable!"
The Daoist proclamation finally echoed in this Otherworld. By now, Taoist Yan Song had already burned the four palanquin bearers and two maids to ashes. The Taiyi Wind and Fire continued to close in on Consort Yu without obstruction.
"My Golden Wind Sect has no quarrel with your Infinite Cave! Are you heading north to Changping Prefecture to declare war on the Golden Wind Sect?" Consort Yu snapped.
Taoist Yan Song: ???
"No, that’s not right. You’re not from the Infinite Cave!" Consort Yu realized. She stretched out her right hand, and a stream of water materialized from thin air, coiling around her arm as if it were alive.
Consort Yu eyed them warily before turning to Zhuo Qingyan. "So, you found helpers."
Zhuo Qingyan looked at the group, just as surprised. "Why did you come back?"
Although she knew during the day that this group was extraordinary, Zhuo Qingyan never imagined they would be this powerful.
The old man’s revealed Dao Practice was in no way inferior to Consort Yu’s. The Wind and Fire he spat out easily incinerated the ghost bearers and ghost maids of the Golden Wind Sect, and that flame was clearly no ordinary fire.
The young man’s Dao Practice was a bit shallower, but the power of his Magic was extraordinary. His Thunder Technique wielded the might of heaven and earth, naturally countering the cold, yin aura of Consort Yu. If not for the trace of Divinity in her Divine Soul, she wouldn’t have been able to block those two thunderbolts so easily.
As for the little girl and the White Fox... the less said, the better.
Gu Zhao smiled. "The inns in the county are too expensive, and we didn’t want to spend the money, so we came back to borrow a place to stay for the night. Isn’t this a coincidence? How about we drive off your unwelcome guest in exchange for lodging?"
Zhuo Qingyan was momentarily stunned. A flicker of amusement crossed her eyes, but she still warned them, "This person is one of the two Divine Consorts of the Golden Wind Divine Sect. If you make an enemy of her, the Golden Wind Divine King will not let you go."
Gu Zhao rubbed his hands together and nodded. "In that case, let’s just kill her."
Zhuo Qingyan’s mouth fell slightly agape. "Huh?"
Consort Yu, however, suddenly flickered and transformed into a crimson shadow, darting toward the outside of the courtyard.
She wasn’t an idiot. The man using the Wind and Fire was her equal, and with the young man and Zhuo Qingyan added to the mix, things were getting risky. She might actually be defeated.
’But water counters fire,’ she thought. ’If I want to leave, they can’t stop me!’
The next moment, she saw the red-faced man in the corner of the front yard shake his head slightly. His face instantly changed to a black mask with vertical brows and round, furious eyes. The surrounding Wind and Fire suddenly let out a sharp shriek and erupted, forming a tornado that engulfed her at its core.
Gu Zhao pulled a Shangqing Divine Transformation Talisman from his pocket. "Eyes like the sun and moon, opening and closing the heavens and earth. The primordial one is..."
Then, he formed the Celestial Thunder Seal with his left hand and the Thunder-Expelling Curse seal with his right. As his Magical Power circulated within him, he chanted, "Celestial thunder, earthly thunder, shake the eight directions. Shatter mountains, topple peaks, pierce the celestial vault."
BOOM! RUMBLE...
A city of Wind and Fire, and a rain of Thunderbolts!
"AHHH!" 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂
Consort Yu’s shrill screams echoed from within the tornado. A presence carrying immense spiritual pressure suddenly appeared, actually breaking through the Taiyi Wind and Fire. A red shadow wrapped within it shot out and flew toward the courtyard exit.
"She borrowed the Divine Power of Old Ghost Golden Wind!" Zhuo Qingyan cried out in alarm.
"Where do you think you’re going!" Taoist Yan Song bellowed. His figure leaped up, covering thirty feet in a single bound to block the red shadow’s path. The longsword he had just taken from his bundle was instantly unsheathed. He jabbed seven times, and seven streaks of Silver Star Sword Light burst forth, forming a net that intercepted the red shadow.
In the next instant, Consort Yu, her Ghost Body unstable, was forced to reveal her form. Only then did she realize that the face mask of the person before her had changed to yellow.
"To take my Taiyi Wind and Fire and the Sect Leader’s Thunder-Expelling Curse head-on... you truly are an extraordinary Fierce Ghost!" Taoist Yan Song formed a Sword Pointing with his left hand at his chest while his right hand thrust the longsword forward, targeting the seven major acupoints on Consort Yu’s chest.
At the same time, he whistled with pursed lips, spewing another mouthful of Taiyi Wind and Fire. The longsword, now wreathed in flames, was sharp and scorching hot!
Consort Yu had no choice but to fly backward, shouting, "Wait, hold on! I have something to say!"
"Go tell it to the Black and White Impermanence," a clear voice rang out from behind her. "Miss Zhuo, make some water for me. I need a conductor."
"Huh? Okay!"
BOOM! RUMBLE...
The Thunder-Expelling Curse had a wide range, but it required gathering thunderclouds and water vapor, giving it a long wind-up time. It wasn’t as fast or convenient as Palm Thunder. Moreover, Gu Zhao had applied the Shangqing Divine Transformation Talisman to himself, so the power of his Palm Thunder was not the least bit weaker.
With Taoist Yan Song wielding his longsword and spewing Wind and Fire, Consort Yu couldn’t escape the Zhuo Family estate, even when borrowing the Golden Wind Divine King’s Divine Power. Her own Magical Power grew weaker the more she fought, and the amount of Divine Power she could borrow dwindled.
Consort Yu was scared. "Let me go! I’ll report to the Divine King and never bother Miss Zhuo again!"
"No need," Gu Zhao said coolly. "You can rest in peace. In a few more days, the Golden Wind Divine King will be down there to keep you company."
Consort Yu’s pupils shrank. She understood the meaning behind Gu Zhao’s words and asked in shock, "Just who in the world are you?"
Taoist Yan Song brandished his longsword and stroked his beard with a long laugh. "People who carry out justice on behalf of heaven!"
Seeing she could no longer escape the Zhuo Family estate, Consort Yu’s gaze fell upon Zhuo Qingyan. Her charming face had twisted into a savage mask, her eyes filled with madness.
The next moment, she ignored Taoist Yan Song’s longsword and Wind and Fire, throwing her entire body forward. She transformed into a streak of red light, shooting straight for Zhuo Qingyan while forming a Seal Technique with her hands to trigger the Dharma Seal within Zhuo Qingyan’s body.
"Ah!"
Zhuo Qingyan let out a soft groan. Her body went limp, and for a moment, she couldn’t even summon her Magical Power to defend herself.
"You little slut, die with me!"
Consort Yu reached for Zhuo Qingyan’s throat, but she didn’t notice a hand suddenly shoot out from the side. The five fingers were gathered like a crane’s beak, pecking at the pulse point on her wrist and scattering her strength.
A figure in green robes darted between the two. With a hook of his right leg and a diagonal strike of his left palm, he sent Consort Yu flying back twenty feet. He then stood in front of Zhuo Qingyan, his palms open and his feet light on the ground.
Zhuo Qingyan looked up at Gu Zhao’s back, a complex emotion flickering in her eyes.
But Consort Yu, facing Gu Zhao, felt as if she were seeing a White Crane spreading its wings, coldly observing its foe, ready to pounce.
The next moment, the White Crane truly did pounce on her. At the same time, the sharp whistle of a sword sounded from behind.
...
Consort Yu was dead, and she contributed a good deal of Evil Qi.
Taoist Yan Song retracted his Taiyi Wind and Fire. He waved a sleeve in front of his face and returned to his original appearance, then cupped his hands toward Zhuo Qingyan. "My control is still not precise enough. I’m sorry for burning so many of your flowers."
"You flatter me, Senior," Zhuo Qingyan quickly replied with a bow of her own. "If not for all of you saving me, Qingyan would surely have died today."
"Miss Zhuo, are you injured?" the Silk Embroideress stepped forward and asked.
"It’s just a minor injury, nothing serious." Zhuo Qingyan shook her head, then said to the group, "Thank you all for saving my life. But now that Consort Yu is dead, the Golden Wind Divine King might sense it. It would be best for you all to leave quickly."
"What about you?" Gu Zhao asked.
Zhuo Qingyan’s eyes flickered, and she said, "I’ll go hide somewhere else."
Bai Ke suddenly spoke up. "Did the Golden Wind Divine King put a mark inside your body so he can track you?"
