Chapter 680: Chapter 279: After Many Years Apart, Terror Unleashed! (Part 2)
Daoist Master Xuan’s heart was turbulent.
In the past, he still held some value in Jiang Shi’s eyes, able to refine Elixir Pills for Jiang Shi.
But now that Jiang Shi had reached such a profound Realm, needing him was bound to become less frequent.
Thinking of this, Daoist Master Xuan couldn’t help but sigh softly.
"I’m almost at my homeland!"
Suddenly, Jiang Shi’s calm and steady voice sounded in his ears.
Daoist Master Xuan lifted his head, looking ahead.
He saw a giant island standing silently on the distant sea, its edge unseen, called an island, but its area was not small at all.
"Is this where you made your fortune?"
Daoist Master Xuan looked on skeptically.
"Indeed."
Jiang Shi’s voice came, his gaze silently directed forward.
The reason for choosing to set out to sea was partly to detoxify the former Gang Leader, and partly to temporarily avoid the edge of the Alien Race.
There was another aspect!
Jiang Shi’s eyes gradually narrowed, a divine light appearing.
Inside the island, there was a place called Thunder Valley, surrounded by lightning year-round, mysterious and unpredictable. He wanted to explore it, perhaps it contained some astonishing creation.
With the push of the waves, the large ship quickly approached the shore, splashing towering waves.
At the dock.
Jiang Shi and Daoist Master Xuan disembarked from the ship, heading into the distance.
After many years of absence, the island was peaceful and harmonious, far more tranquil than when he left. After all, when he left, he had single-handedly uprooted the great Noble Families.
Without the oppression of those major Noble Families, the Jianghu would only become more prosperous.
"Where are you going?"
Daoist Master Xuan inquired.
"I don’t know."
Jiang Shi took steps forward, moving into the distance.
"You don’t know?"
Daoist Master Xuan frowned.
"Yes."
Jiang Shi responded, continuing to move forward.
Back then, Elder Lie Huo took Yuan Fuhai and fled overseas, but exactly where they reached inside the island, he had no clue. He would have to search first.
As for his original sect, the Black Lotus Holy Sect, he would check it out later when he had time.
Daoist Master Xuan grew increasingly suspicious, but could only follow behind Jiang Shi.
The two walked one after the other through this place.
A unique bustling atmosphere filled their sight and the various sounds of vendors created an indescribable peace in one’s heart.
As they walked, two days passed by.
Suddenly, Jiang Shi stopped in his tracks, furrowed his brows, and looked up at a massive mountain range before him.
"Black Lotus Headquarters..."
Unexpectedly, after wandering aimlessly, he had arrived again at the Black Lotus Headquarters.
Was it divine will?
In a moment of distraction.
He heard clashes of weapons and armor coming from the Black Lotus Headquarters ahead, clanging sounds indicating a fierce battle was raging.
Jiang Shi’s face froze, and he stared intently.
He saw that under the Black Lotus Main Altar, large numbers of Jianghu experts were fiercely fighting.
Part of them were members of the Black Lotus Sect.
Another part wore different colored outfits from the Jianghu community.
The strength of these people varied, but they were defeating the experts of the Black Lotus Sect retreating in great strides.
Jiang Shi’s mind surged.
"Unbelievable that in just a few short years of my absence, the Black Lotus Headquarters had declined to such an extent, being attacked and breached again..."
He stepped forward, heading into the area ahead.
Daoist Master Xuan immediately tailed behind him.
Outside the main altar.
Numerous masters of the Black Lotus Holy Sect, dressed in uniform black attire, were all covered in blood, faces pale, tightly clustered together, wielding weapons, looking at the opposing side.
The two in the lead were Jiang Shi’s old acquaintances.
Wind King!
Rain King!
Not far behind them was the heavily injured Black Lotus Sect Leader Chen Xuantian, sitting cross-legged, hair disheveled, head lowered, aura languishing, seemingly fallen to the depths.
"Wind King, Rain King, your Sect Leader is already done for. If you do not surrender now, when will you? Do you really think we don’t dare to kill?"
The bald, burly man across from them sneered grimly, wielding a large machete stained with blood, his eyes flashing like lightning. "Surrender immediately, we might spare you if we’re in a good mood!"
"That’s right, don’t refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!"
A hulking man beside him, wearing black, shining iron gloves on his hands, also showed a ruthless look, gazing forward, "The so-called Black Lotus Demon Sect can be completely dissolved from today on!!"
"Despicable scoundrels, how dare you demand our surrender?"
Wind King, already missing an arm, was disordered in breath, clutching a black bloodstained long sword in his remaining hand, eyes icy cold. "In the Black Lotus Holy Sect, there are only ghosts who die for their faith, never cowards who survive in disgrace. You riffraff are not qualified to make us surrender!"
"Stubborn fool!"
The bald, burly man sneered. "Wind King, do you think I can’t handle you? Look over there!"
His thick finger suddenly pointed to the side.
"Father!"
A panicked woman’s voice called out directly from that direction.
Both Wind King and Rain King turned to look, their faces changing color.
A few strong men from the Jianghu were holding a group of women and children hostage, faces full of cruelty, grinning viciously at them.
It seemed that if Wind King and Rain King did not surrender soon, they would immediately wield their weapons, dismembering all the women and children.
"Yun’Er!"
Wind King exclaimed.
"Heh heh, so tell me, will you surrender?"
The bald man laughed wildly.
"Surrender quickly!"
"Hurry up and surrender, the old fool Chen Xuantian is done for, do you also wish to die?"
