Chapter 825: 824 Chapter No One Can Cross _1
Fearing a surprise attack from the Black Spider Tribe, Shi Xiaole and the leaders of the other five major tribes simply picked a spot inside the massive tent, meditated, and cultivated to maintain their condition.
Unable to use psychic powers, Shi Xiaole naturally didn’t know the strengths and weaknesses of the other five, but it didn’t matter; there weren’t many who could threaten him under the same realm.
This wasn’t arrogance, but a confidence cultivated over a long period.
Late at night.
The bright moon hung high.
Suddenly, a clump of black clouds covered the moonlight, and upon closer inspection, it appeared to be a gigantic spider sprawled across the sky, its mouth aimed at the Gun Spirit Tribe, spitting out countless black threads.
As the black threads dispersed, numerous men with spider patterns painted on their faces landed on the ground, holding weapons and brimming with killing intent.
"Outsiders, come out and meet your death!"
The loud shouting echoed through the mountains.
Shua shua shua.
Since the appearance of the spider black cloud, the Gun Spirit Tribe had become aware of something amiss and had begun to gather outside.
By the time the Black Spider Tribe’s people landed, a large group stood outside, each one radiating strong energy, including top experts drawn from the other five tribes.
"Black Spider chieftain, you’ve finally come."
Li Xinghe appeared in the sky, holding a long spear, his red hair wildly fluttering.
Atop the spider black cloud, several men in black stood, with the sinister-eyed Black Spider chieftain in the lead, who sneered, "Why is it just you? The others should come out and meet their death as well."
"I’m afraid it’s you who’s going to die."
The hot-tempered Wei Huangshan appeared on the right, followed by Ye Xiaoxiang, Wang Qiushui, Lan Tianyun, and Shi Xiaole who all emerged one after another. The six of them stood in positions that formed a fan shape, encasing the spider black cloud within it.
"Hmm, everyone’s here, good."
Without any warning, as the words fell, the spider black cloud split in two; the front half spread out like a flattened dough, covering all directions and enveloping Shi Xiaole and the six others in the blink of an eye.
The latter half turned into several individuals, each exposing an aura of the Divine Border Realm, shaking heaven and earth as they descended to attack.
Boom!
A surge of energy rose against the current, blocking these people.
The one who took action was Yu Yourong, a figure in the six major tribes second only to the leaders.
"We will use your blood to enhance the power of the great Black Spider."
One man with a sharp mouth looked swiftly at Yu Yourong and swung his great halberd at her. He could tell that this woman had the most powerful aura and strength.
"Dance of the Heavenly Maiden."
Without dodging, Yu Yourong’s graceful figure danced in midair. As she spun, petals formed from Vigorous Air drifted down, looking beautiful, but the sharp-mouthed man’s face changed drastically. He swung his halberd wildly, managing to carve a path through the sea of flowers, which was immediately filled up again with more petals.
"So strong!"
The top experts of the six tribes were shocked.
What’s going on, Yu Yourong’s displayed strength was almost on par with their leaders, perhaps even slightly stronger?
"Is she that powerful?"
On the ground, Wang Zuying and Xu Nianxue’s delicate faces suddenly changed.
Especially Xu Nianxue, who sighed deeply in her heart.
Though she constantly reminded herself that she had nothing to do with Shi Xiaole, subconsciously, she couldn’t help but compare herself with Yu Yourong.
At this moment, those drifting petals seemed like faces mocking her overestimation of herself. Right, the women qualified to stand by his side, where would they lack?
"Junior Sister, if you’re going to let your mind wander, first get through the situation at hand."
Wang Zuying’s reminder made Xu Nianxue’s face turn red, and she quickly gathered her spirits, joining her in the fight ahead.
The black cloud possessed the power of absorption; upon contact, Shi Xiaole’s protective Vigorous Air emitted a corrosive sound, suffering a huge loss. He quickly retracted his position, not forgetting to swing his sword.
But this sword carried less than half of his own power.
It wasn’t that Shi Xiaole was intentionally being cautious. He needed to determine the true strength of the Black Spider chieftain; otherwise, rashly taking the lead could lead to being targeted.
Especially when he wasn’t sure of the characters of Li Xinghe and the others, Shi Xiaole would not take risks.
"Spear Point Invincible Among Thousands!"
Accompanied by a thunderous shout, Li Xinghe was the first to charge forward, his arm muscles bulging as he shook his long spear, creating numerous phantoms, each filled with lethal force, enveloping the Black Spider chieftain.
"You dare to embarrass yourself with these little tricks?"
The Black Spider chieftain’s hand was very white, almost translucent, with the veins in his palm visible as if woven from black ribbons into a web. When the spear shadows hit it, they stuck and slowed significantly.
After finishing his sentence, the Black Spider chieftain had caught the spearhead, and his eerie power immediately rushed toward Li Xinghe.
"Xiaoxiang’s Continuous Sword Rain!"
Ye Xiaoxiang seemed like an assassin in the night, swinging his sword and sending countless sword rains forward, piercing the surrounding black clouds with holes and attacking at the moment the Black Spider chieftain struck.
"Qiushui’s Desolate Melody!"
A stream of azure water was drawn from the sky, falling straight down upon the Black Spider chieftain’s head. Accompanying it was an endless feeling of desolation and loneliness, diminishing the fighting spirit of everyone nearby and filling their hearts with sorrow.
This was Wang Qiushui’s signature skill.
"Mountains Crumble and Earth Shatters!"
Wei Huangshan’s punches were fast and hard, countless earthy yellow fist lights rushing up like a mudslide from below toward the Black Spider chieftain, forming two extremes with the desolate autumn water from above.
"From the Heart to the Depths of the Clouds!"
The white vastness of the palm strength, clashing with the night, appeared differently to each onlooker, reflecting the boundless heart and boundless clouds, filling the gaps between the sword rain, palm strength, and fist light.
Li Xinghe and the others were both startled and delighted, now realizing they had underestimated Lan Tianyun—his strength was even greater than they had imagined.
Seeing this, Shi Xiaole dared not be negligent and quickly unleashed the first move of the Wind Extreme Sword Technique—Gentle Breeze Passing the Court, aiming to strike the Black Spider Tribe leader one step ahead.
Having Li Xinghe act as bait for the other five to deliver a lethal blow was a strategy they had agreed upon in advance. In this duel, there was no probing, only the use of secret skills from the outset.
Now it seemed, the plan was a success.
Wang Qiushui couldn’t help but let out a relieved sigh.
A Dragon Gate Realm master certainly couldn’t defeat an Earth Immortal of the Divine Border Realm, at least not in the history of the last thousand years.
But they were not just any Dragon Gate Realm masters; it’s just that their cultivation hadn’t recovered and they couldn’t use top-class martial arts. In all other aspects, their abilities matched those of the Divine Barrier Realm.
Even if the six of them couldn’t kill the Black Spider Tribe leader, they could at least injure him, and then they could slowly wear him down. Today’s situation was thus decided.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle...
As Li Xinghe hastily retreated, five powerful and unmatched strands of Vigorous Air engulfed the Black Spider Tribe leader, but instead of the expected explosion, a strange sound of spiders spinning silk filled the air.
A shocking scene unfolded.
The Black Spider Tribe leader, at the very center, resembled a giant ball of wool magnified manifold, spewing out countless black threads that followed the trajectory of the Vigorous Air, curling back towards the five attackers.
No matter how they tried to dodge, the threads followed like a shadow, forcing them to confront it head-on.
But the Vigorous Air they sent out would slow down significantly upon contact with the black threads, have its power drained, and then be redirected through the myriad interwoven strands back at the others.
"Explode for me!"
Just then, Li Xinghe bellowed.
Boom!
The glowing ball of wool vibrated violently, suddenly swelling in size, then slowly contracted, retreating back into the body, revealing the Black Spider Tribe leader’s blood-soaked upper torso.
"Brat, you actually managed to ambush me," the Black Spider Tribe leader said with a cold face, sweeping a look over the six, his eyes filled with deep murderous intent.
The spear caught by him was a low-grade Spiritual Weapon, and the explosion was strong enough to seriously injure a mid-level Earth Immortal. If not for his knowledge of a defensive secret method and his timely reaction, he would have almost fallen for the trap.
They all must die!
"It’s not primary Fifth Tier level, but rather advanced Fifth Tier level!"
Li Xinghe’s expression turned ugly as he continued to retreat.
The Sky Burst Spear was a spiritual weapon he had obtained from a secret realm, and its most unique feature was the ability to self-destruct. However, Li Xinghe hadn’t expected that his only trump card would be countered.
"Spider Entanglement!"
A spider-shadow appeared above the Black Spider Tribe leader’s head, dividing into six and charging forward rapidly.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.
Six figures swiftly retreated, and the explosive force along their path sent shivers through the onlookers beneath.
"Damn it," Wei Huangshan said, his face turning white, as he struggled to catch his breath.
With a gesture, another long spear flew from inside the tent to Li Xinghe, whose heart sank further.
Given the Black Spider Tribe leader’s displayed power, the six of them had almost no chance of victory. Their only option now was to flee first.
As for the fate of the Gun Spirit Tribe, he could no longer afford to care.
The others from the Six Great Tribes clearly noticed this too and felt a chill run down their spines. Their morale weakened significantly and they were immediately suppressed by the Black Spider Tribe’s members.
"None of you will escape."
The Black Spider Tribe leader laughed maliciously, ready to deliver the killing blow, when out of the corner of his eye he spotted one person not fleeing but charging straight at him. Enraged, he decided to make that person his first victim.
At this point, Shi Xiaole was certain he was facing the real strength of his opponent, and with that in mind, he had no reservations. Pushing his power to the limit, he swung out another Gentle Breeze Passing the Court.
But this time, the cyan sword light was almost faster than the wind itself, its shape blurring and distorting.
Hiss!
The Spider-shadow hadn’t yet burst forth when it was bisected, exploding on the spot. The Black Spider Tribe leader dodged in a sorry state, his eyes bulging, watching Shi Xiaole in disbelief.
"What?"
Li Xinghe and the others, who were ready to turn and flee, suddenly froze, equally shocked.
If they weren’t mistaken, the opponent’s swordsmanship had reached a mid-level mastery of 60%, and how could the Vigorous Air be so robust?
Giving no one time to think, Shi Xiaole gripped his sword with both hands, raising it high above his head, then brought it chopping down with all his might.
Wind Extreme Sword Technique’s third move, Wind Rolling and Thunderclap.
The rumbling of thunder mixed with the sharpness of the Sword Qi lit up the night, as if the void itself had been plowed open by a trench. The sounds of battle cries were completely drowned out by this one strike.
"Spider Spreading Across the Dark Sky!"
With his robe billowing, the Black Spider Tribe leader’s body seemed to inflate like a balloon. Opening his mouth, he spat out countless black dots that surged forward, morphing into a swarm of spiders, spitting black silk at Shi Xiaole.
He refused to believe that someone at the ninth level of the Dragon Gate Realm could withstand him. Even if that person was once an Earth Immortal, cultivation was still cultivation, and no one could overcome so many realms. No one!
