Chapter 280: Chapter 255: When Maps End, Daggers Appear - Breakthrough from the Siege _1
After Lu Yan and Shen Yinuo completed their tasks, the others followed suit.
The main pot in the center had already been filled with eighteen different alien beasts.
"All of you, get ready, listen for my command, pour the martial food soup into the main pot."
Yan Shiqing commanded, his attention tightly focused on the big pot.
A moment later.
"Pour."
Yan Shiqing shouted loudly.
Around him, a dozen types of martial food were poured almost simultaneously into the main pot.
Boom!
The main pot erupted with a rumbling sound, like a volcano eruption, black mist diffused everywhere. Within the black mist, one could vaguely see souls shrieking and wailing.
The next moment, everything became calm.
"The first step is complete."
Yan Shiqing was relieved and exhaled a long breath.
Then he signaled two Martial Venerables of the Yan Clan.
Immediately, the martial experts of the Yan Clan surrounded Lu Yan and the others.
"Everyone, come close to the main pot, we need your help with something else."
One of the Yan Clan’s Martial Venerables spoke up.
The people had no choice but to approach the main pot.
Yan Shiqing maintained his concentration, watching the large pot and incessantly striking the pot with his palms, boosting the firepower with true vigor.
"Throw."
Yan Shiqing suddenly spoke.
Throw?
Throw what? Hadn’t they thrown everything in already?
Before the crowd could react, one of the Yan Clan’s Martial Venerables grabbed a martial chef and tossed him straight into the pot.
"Ah...Help, no..."
This Martial Chef, who was one of the top thirty, struggled frantically, attempting to escape from the pot.
But the black liquid inside the pot wrapped around him like it was alive, rendering his struggles useless.
His body quickly faded away, the lower half disappeared first, and then the upper half was dragged down, leaving only eyes filled with fear and despair.
The faces of the others changed dramatically.
"Cooking with live humans, have you gone mad?"
"Yan Clan, what’s the meaning of this?"
Several people roared angrily, and the others also became vigilant, with inner strength permeating and covering their entire bodies.
"Throw again."
Yan Shiqing spoke again.
One of the Yan Clan’s Martial Venerables stepped forward, reaching out to grab another martial chef.
"I’ll fight you!"
This martial chef roared in desperation, struggling fiercely, but the gap between a grandmaster and a martial venerable was too huge. His resistance was futile, and he was easily grabbed by the throat by the Yan Clan’s Martial Venerable and thrown into the pot.
Another agonizing and despairing cry echoed.
"Yan Clan, you are ruthless."
Someone said tremulously.
"Contributing to the great cause of our Yan Clan is a fitting use of your skills."
One of the Yan Clan’s Martial Venerables smirked, remaining aloof.
"This Martial Chef competition is a trap; they planned to use us to cook evil martial food from the start. Instead of waiting to die, let’s fight them."
Someone yelled.
"Correct, it’s better to die fighting than to die in disgrace."
"Let’s fight them, charge!"
The others also began to shout.
The twenty or so remaining people charged in all directions.
"Seeking death."
The two Yan Clan’s Martial Venerables sneered, their true vigor exploded, and they started attacking.
They were too fast. In an instant, seven or eight people had their legs broken and fell to the ground.
They weren’t killed because they were still needed for cooking.
The Yan Clan’s master-level experts also stepped forward to stop the others.
"Over there."
Lu Yan and Shen Yinuo exchanged a glance, and without any need for words, they both charged in the same direction.
In that direction, there were a few of the Yan Clan’s high-ranking members, all of them above the fifth-level master.
The Yan Clan was well prepared and everyone who came here was elite.
But compared to Lu Yan and Shen Yinuo, there was a big gap.
Bang Bang!
Two of the Yan Clan’s high-ranking members were slammed back a hundred meters and fell to the ground, dead.
Lu Yan and Shen Yinuo broke away from the encirclement and rushed towards the exit.
The faces of the few Yan Clan’s Martial Venerables all changed.
"I’ll chase them."
One of the Yan Clan’s Martial Venerables dashed forward, pursuing Lu Yan and Shen Yinuo.
Lu Yan used the Void Steps, his form light as feathers, with an unparalleled speed.
But surprisingly, Shen Yinuo was keeping up, as if he was walking on wind, closely following Lu Yan.
Lu Yan remembered the first time he met Shen Yinuo and how his moves had left a deep impression on him.
At that time, Lu Yan had even wanted to learn those moves.
"Yinuo, your set of steps must be more than first-rate. It’s a masterpiece."
Lu Yan murmured.
"Yes, it’s a masterpiece. It’s called Flying Immortal Steps."
Shen Yinuo nodded.
Thud Thud Thud...
From behind, there was a fierce rumble, like a giant beast was stomping.
Lu Yan turned around to look, and there was a Yan Clan’s Martial Venerable in hot pursuit. Every step he took left a big pit on the ground as stones flew and dust filled the air.
Lu Yan’s face changed.
Although this man’s speed was not as fast as Lu Yan and Shen Yinuo, he was closing the distance between them with his robust body and terrifyingly explosive true vigor.
His speed was faster than theirs.
Without caring for any concealment, a war bow materialized in his hand with a thought.
But the bow was no longer the old hornbow he used before, but a high-rank divine weapon he had obtained recently, with a pleasing name: Starfall.
When he fired an arrow, stars fell.
Whoosh!
Lu Yan fired an arrow that echoed eight times in the air and shot towards the opponent.
Having stepped into the fifth-level master, even the eight ring arrow is more powerful than the nine ring arrow of the fourth-level master.
Master Yan transformed his fists into a red colour and executed the top martial art of the Yan Clan, Flame Gold God Fist. One punch was enough to send the arrows flying away.
"His strength is formidable, even stronger than that martial venerable I killed before."
A chill ran through Lu Yan’s heart.
"He’s probably reached the second refinement within the true body realm. We don’t stand a chance against him."
Shen Yinuo said.
Lu Yan knew that he was no match for this man, but he continued to fire his arrows.
Running and firing arrows, he was not able to injure the opponent, but he could slow him down.
"Thunder Nine Sounds, you’re from the Mansion of King Ming."
Master Yan coldly shouted, with a murderous glance in his eyes, and constantly blocked the arrows with his fists.
However, being obstructed this way had some impact on his speed, and he couldn’t catch up with Lu Yan and Shen Yinuo.
The two of them were getting closer and closer to the exit.
...
After Lu Yan and the others entered the Yan Clan’s hidden Blood Land Vein, Chu Feng met with King Ming’s guards stationed at Yan Clan, intending to use the Xunxiang Sparrow to locate them by following the scent of the powder that Lu Yan had scattered.
Just then, a figure broke through the air and stepped into King Ming’s Guard Mansion.
"Brother Lin, Yan came to visit."
The Family Head of Yan Clan landed, his powerful breath targeting Chu Feng and the martial venerable Lin Lian who were guarding the place.
"Brother Yan, we have urgent matters to attend to. Let’s talk some other time."
Lin Lian waved his hand, dismissing the visitor.
The family head of Yan Clan, uninvited and breaking through the air, had seriously disrespected the Mansion of King Ming.
But it was not the time to take issue with him, they had pressing matters to attend to.
However, the family head of Yan Clan, clearly had no intention of leaving, and laughing, he offered, "Brother Lin, and this friend of ours. Why don’t we have a drink together?"
The family head of Yan Clan looked at Chu Feng.
"Yan Cong, I said we have urgent matters. You didn’t understand?"
Lin Lian coldly retorted.
"The two of you should stay. Don’t go anywhere else."
Yan Cong’s expression also turned cold.
"Yan Cong."
Lin Lian, with a stern face and cold eyes, asked, "I am really curious to find out who gave you the courage to threaten the bodyguards of King Ming. Do you know that they represent the Mansion of King Ming, and they represent King Ming?"
"The two of you, stay."
Yan Cong reiterated briefly, his powerful aura erupted, covering the entire place, causing Lin Lian and Chu Feng’s faces to turn solemn.
They clearly understood that even though the two of them combined wouldn’t stand a chance against Yan Cong.
"Alright, if Master Yan is in a mood for it, then why not. But remember, you’re buying the drinks."
Chu Feng laughed, and simply sat down on a stone bench in the courtyard.
Seeing Chu Feng taking it in stride, Lin Lian also took a seat but his face remained stern.
Yan Cong dared to act like this because he had a premonition that a major event was about to happen.
Yan Cong laughed. A jug of wine and three glasses appeared out of nowhere in his hand and he walked towards them.
...
On the mountain road, two figures were hurrying on their way.
They appeared to be walking slowly, but every step they took covered a hundred meters. In a blink of an eye, they were already far away.
One of them had a strange bird perched on his shoulder, the Xunxiang Sparrow.
"Yan Clan has transported people so far, what are they up to?"
"Who cares what they’re up to? Let’s find the people first. If Leader Chu Long, with his strategic foresight, says there’s a problem, then there must be a problem."
"Chu Feng and Lin Lian haven’t come out to meet us for such a long time, there must be a problem in Xuanhuo City."
The two of them spoke in low voices.
The duo ran quickly, and stopped after a short while.
"The scent of the powder stops here. They should have stopped nearby."
One of them said.
"They did not leave a single footprint. It was deliberately wiped away. They are so cautious, there must be a problem."
The other person said coldly.
Suddenly, the Xunxiang Sparrow flew out and landed near a crevice on the mountainside.
"There’s something wrong under this crevice."
"Let’s go down and have a look."
The two of them dived down into the crevice in a single leap.
...
Lu Yan and Shen Yinuo were on the run, and were close to the exit, but they saw a figure coming quickly from behind.
This person was shrouded in a black robe, carrying a long sword and holding a bow in his hand. His body as light as a ghost, and his speed was even faster than that of Master Yan from before.
He was quickly approaching Lu Yan and Shen Yinuo.
"He is also a martial venerable. Didn’t the Yan Clan say they only had four martial venerables?"
Lu Yan’s face changed.
Whoosh!
The man in the black robe fired an arrow, which shot towards Lu Yan like a meteor.
Lu Yan could only draw his bow in retaliation, the two arrows collided, and shattered into fragments.
Master Yan seized the opportunity to race towards them, getting closer.
Shen Yinuo threw a knife at Master Yan, who countered with a punch, sending the knife flying away.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
The man in the black robe kept releasing arrows, forcing Lu Yan to continuously block the attack.
This resulted in their distance rapidly closing.
At this rate, they would be overtaken before they could reach the exit.
"We have no choice but to fight to the death."
Shen Yinuo showed a strong will to fight, his body emitting a burning aura, and a red glow burst from his spleen and stomach, like a sun.
"Fight to the death."
Scales emerged all over Lu Yan’s body.
Just then, Lu Yan looked forward and saw two figures rushing towards them.
"Not good."
His face fell, fearing that the Yan Clan had come to aid, but upon a closer look, he breathed a sigh of relief.
He recognized one of them, it was a strong man in the true body realm among King Ming’s guard.
Master Yan and the man in the black robe also saw the newcomers and their faces changed.
"Kill!"
One of King Ming’s guards covered thousands of meters in a single leap, threw his spear towards Master Yan, and the spear flew towards him like a flash of light.
