Chapter 1350 - 1345: Blood Wolf
Murong Xue and Xiao Ling have a great relationship, but with Lin Chuan, it's hard to say. Lin Chuan doesn't care; the only thing he cares about is Murong Xue.
"Hey, why is Thunder Stone Gorge so big, and how much longer do we have?" In the forest, two figures passed by. A young man and a young woman, the young woman held a completely snow-white little fox in her hand.
The girl's slightly complaining voice passed through the woods, sounding very pleasant.
"Exactly, we also need to find those people captured by the Ghost Sect." Lin Chuan looked ahead, his eyes flashed with a tired look, but more importantly, a vigilant look, because in this jungle, it's really perilous everywhere.
"Someone is fighting, not far from here." Just as Lin Chuan finished speaking, a huge explosion sound reverberated through the forest nearby.
Lin Chuan and Murong Xue flashed to the side, hiding within the dense foliage.
"How is this possible, how did they discover?" An older man muttered to himself as he ran.
Murong Xue saw this middle-aged man and couldn't help but whisper to Lin Chuan, "I know this person; his name is Han Qing. How did he end up here?"
Before Lin Chuan could ask, three figures in blood-red clothes suddenly chased after Han Qing violently, their sharp voices piercing through the air like metal scraping, extremely uncomfortable.
Han Qing said nothing, only fiercely circulated his True Qi and dashed forward.
A red blaze flashed behind him, and Han Qing instinctively dodged sideways, but he was still a fraction too slow, struck by the giant red streak, spewing a mouthful of blood.
Murong Xue saw these three people in blood-red clothing and couldn't help but quietly say, "Brother Lin, these people are from the Ghost Sect; why are they fighting each other?"
"Go! Capture him for me, I'll show him the consequences of being a Bright Moon Palace spy!"
The man with the sharp voice shouted. "Yes!" The two beside him nodded in agreement, their figures rushing out fiercely.
"Bright Moon Palace." Lin Chuan's expression changed slightly, glancing at Murong Xue.
The scene had already erupted into chaos as two blood-red figures and a shadow intertwined, and the violent True Qi bombarded the forest, instantly turning the scene chaotic.
"Thunderstorm!" Han Qing swung the curved blade in his hand, slicing upwards fiercely. A purple radiance shot skyward, countless purple bolts of lightning crashing down.
Boom boom boom...
The forest turned purple, the loud crashes unending, countless trees smashed, forcing the Ghost Sect's two members to temporarily retreat. Han Qing surged forward, but after just a few steps, he spewed another mouthful of blood.
"Haha... Han Qing, the Thunderstorm is formidable, but in your current state, can you keep using it? Foolish, now you won't be able to escape even without me intervening." A red shadow flew from the sky full of purple lightning, standing over ten yards in front of Han Qing, the Ghost Sect leader.
Then, two figures pursued again, the same two that were battered by the purple lightning earlier. They looked a bit ragged, clearly having suffered under Han Qing's purple lightning.
"Night Blood, don't celebrate too early; your schemes will be exposed sooner or later." Han Qing struggled to stand, his face pale and bloodless.
"Is that so? Since you say so, you can disappear now." Night Blood smiled faintly, but his eyes were full of cold light.
His fingers moved, strange red beams appeared and fiercely headed toward Han Qing.
Han Qing stood on the ground, seeing the red light rushing at him, fiercely circulating his True Qi, preparing to self-destruct, when a young figure appeared, slicing toward the red light.
The young man let out a low shout, then a blue light shot out, turning the entire forest's colors.
This young man was none other than Lin Chuan. Bright Moon Palace was one of the factions that came to eliminate the Ghost Sect this time, so since Han Qing was sent by the Bright Moon Palace, Lin Chuan couldn't watch him die without helping.
The Blue Amber's blue light fiercely condensed, transforming into a blade of light that slash toward the red light.
The forest trembled, huge blasts accompanied by powerful destructive force spread out fiercely from the inside.
Lin Chuan's figure retreated repeatedly while over there, Night Blood's eyes revealed shock. On the side, Han Qing looked at everything, his face mixed with joy and worry.
The joy was that someone had finally appeared; now leaving wasn't much of a problem anymore, but the worry was naturally for Lin Chuan's safety.
With his eye for detail, he could see that Lin Chuan wasn't a match for Night Blood; if he left now, Lin Chuan would be in danger.
"Quick, let's go." Murong Xue, holding Xiao Ling, ran beside Han Qing, shouting.
"He..." Han Qing hadn't reacted for a moment, his gaze fixed on Lin Chuan as he spoke to Murong Xue.
"He will be fine." Murong Xue said calmly, charging out with Han Qing. In just a few blinks of an eye, they disappeared into the depths of the forest. By the time Night Blood noticed everything, it was already too late.
Lin Chuan saw that Murong Xue had left and let out a sigh of relief. However, as he looked at the three people in front of him, his eyes immediately filled with a heavy expression.
"Kid, you're looking for death!" Seeing Han Qing taken away, Night Blood was immediately furious, a fierce killing intent surged up.
Lin Chuan said nothing, True Qi rapidly circulating within him, his eyes focused, ready to find an opportunity to retreat.
Night Blood spat out a mouthful of vital blood, recited a series of talismans, and with a flickering sound, a giant red shadow wolf appeared. The wolf was transparent all over, emanating a strong bloody scent.
"Tear him apart!" Night Blood pointed at Lin Chuan, and the blood wolf opened its large mouth, pouncing fiercely towards Lin Chuan.
Lin Chuan's figure moved, and the treasured sword in his hand slashed down fiercely, the violent Sword Qi shot towards the blood wolf like a shower of stars.
"Boom!" A dazzling red glow erupted from the blood wolf, dissolving all of Lin Chuan's Sword Qi. The blood wolf opened its mouth and spewed out a blazing fireball towards Lin Chuan.
Lin Chuan stood firm, a faint blue light flashed on his body, and a gigantic black beam surged, numerous light palms bombarded the fireball.
The fireball was very hard, enduring the bombardment of the light palms, except for slowing a bit, it didn't change much, while it rushed in. Lin Chuan tightly gripped his treasured sword and fiercely stabbed outward, straight towards the fireball.
The dazzling light illuminated the forest, as a bright glow pierced through the giant fireball.
The blazing fireball exploded, the searing air waves mixed with the violent wind spread in all directions.
Lin Chuan's figure rapidly retreated, but in such intense light, he was still hit by some impact. Spitting out a mouthful of blood, his figure just stopped when a fiery red silhouette quickly enlarged in his pupils!
That figure was the blood wolf that Night Blood had gathered earlier, its earth-shattering roar resonated in the forest sky, the terrifying aura enveloping Lin Chuan.
Night Blood's cultivation was much higher than Lin Chuan's, and the blood wolf he gathered wasn't something Lin Chuan could handle at this moment.
The massive blood spout, blazing with flames, poured down directly towards Lin Chuan. Lin Chuan's eyes focused and slashed upward with his sword.
The blazing Sword Qi sliced rapidly through the air, heavily striking the blood wolf, exploding open.
However, wanting to stop that blood wolf was still not enough. Lin Chuan's strike didn't pause, his figure didn't retreat but advanced, taking a step forward. He swung his treasured sword fiercely, striking towards the blood wolf.
A heavy crash echoed with the earth shaking, and the enormous light wave spread out, sweeping out in an arc, pulling trees up by the roots, reducing them to shreds.
Lin Chuan was closest to the blood wolf, facing unimaginable impact, the raging air wave pressed on him like a giant mountain. He became unstable, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his face pale, his figure retreating repeatedly.
Lin Chuan didn't stop his retreat, taking advantage of the force to retreat backward. When the aftermath subsided on site, Night Blood and the others' eyes bulged as they failed to notice Lin Chuan's figure.
"Dead... could he have been reduced to ashes?" one of Night Blood's men said.
Night Blood said nothing, his eyes scanning around, filled with doubt.
"Useless! Hurry up and chase!" Night Blood shouted sternly, turning his head after a pause.
"Yes!" The two beside him responded cautiously, their figures leaping out, transforming into a long rainbow, disappearing into the depths of the forest.
Murong Xue, carrying Han Qing, ran in the forest for a while before finally finding a hidden place to stop. Sweat was already dripping down her forehead; it wasn't easy for her to bear this one moment.
The little Xiao Ling in her arms looked at Murong Xue with its small eyes and gently scratched her with its little paws. Murong Xue gently patted its furry body and smiled.
She now understood that he was the Bright Moon Palace's inside agent planted within the Ghostly Door. Murong Xue had seen Han Qing once, to be precise, when Murong Xue was with Mu Xing, she had seen him once.
Murong Xue looked at Han Qing and said, "What exactly happened, how did they find you?"
Han Qing said, "I'll be brief. This time I accidentally discovered a major action by the Ghostly Door, which concerns the fate of all living beings."
At this point, Han Qing suddenly sighed and continued, "Did you come here to look for those people captured by the Ghostly Door?"
Murong Xue nodded and said, "Do you know where they are being held now?"
Just as Han Qing was about to speak, he saw a figure flash over.
"Lin Chuan!" Murong Xue exclaimed in surprise, rushing over. She saw Lin Chuan's face pale and bloodless, his chest stained with blood, clothes in tatters, the elegance from before no longer present.