Chapter 1611: The Three Hall Masters
Ling Feng's expression shifted slightly. Earlier, he had managed to instantly kill the five Grand Elders of the Blood Shadow Alliance, but that did not mean his strength was overwhelming. First, he had struck by surprise and caught them off guard. Second, those elders had already poured their power into Yuan Yangzi, leaving themselves drained. That was the only reason his sudden attack achieved such a result.
Now, he could no longer use the Devouring Flame. Even though the God-Forbidden Domain still suppressed the Blood Shadow Alliance elders to some extent, at best he could hold off one of them. Despicable Donkey might barely stall another. As for Saint Lady Hui Yue, in her current state, could she really deal with the remaining four?
Yet Saint Lady Hui Yue showed no sign of panic. She simply stared coldly at Yuan Yangzi and said calmly, "Yuan old fiend, do you really think everything is under your control?"
"Hm?"
Yuan Yangzi's pupils shrank. A look of shock flashed across his face. "Don't tell me..."
"Hahaha!"
A booming laugh echoed through the void, reverberating across the mine until everyone felt their eardrums tremble.
"Yuan old fiend, do you think Dongling Immortal Pool has no one left? I'll deal with you myself!"
Crack!
Lightning surged as Yuan Yangzi's expression darkened. He let out a cold snort. "Hall Master of the Profound Thunder Hall, Lei Wensheng!"
"Hmph. So what if there's one more Hall Master?"
Chi Duanshui sneered. "That just means one more corpse."
"And what if you add me, Zuo Feiqing?"
"Senior Sister Hui Yue, I arrived a step late. Please don't blame me."
Two more voices followed. One carried a breezy tone, the other steady and gentle. Two figures, one in green and one in yellow, arrived in a flash, following the streak of lightning.
They were none other than the three Hall Masters of Dongling Immortal Pool.
Lei Wensheng of the Profound Thunder Hall, Zuo Feiqing of the Tempest Wind Hall, and Saint Lady Bi Luo of the Earth Spirit Hall.
After Chu Tiange, whom Ling Feng had rescued outside Dongxianchuan, returned safely to the sect, he immediately reported the situation within the mine. Upon learning that Saint Lady Hui Yue had been trapped, the upper ranks of Dongling Immortal Pool dispatched three Hall Masters at once.
Now, four of the eight Hall Masters had gathered here. Such a lineup had not even appeared during the campaign against the northern barbarians.
With the combined strength of these four, even a Half-Saint could be fought.
At once, Yuan Yangzi's eyelids twitched violently.
On the surface, both sides now had six combatants if Ling Feng and Despicable Donkey were counted. In truth, the four Hall Masters working together were far beyond what they could resist.
"Hahaha, Junior Sister Hui Yue, I'm late!"
Another thunderclap rang out as Lei Wensheng raised a wall of lightning at the only exit of the mine.
Unlike the blood lightning used by the Blood Shadow Alliance elders, his power came from the origin of thunder itself. Deep within the mine, the Hall Masters could only wield the power of origin. Zuo Feiqing controlled the origin of wind, while Saint Lady Bi Luo possessed an even rarer talent. She wielded both the origin of wood and the origin of earth. These were not offensive in nature, so her combat strength was slightly weaker than Lei Wensheng and Zuo Feiqing.
However, when it came to defense, among the eight Hall Masters of Dongling Immortal Pool, she stood at the top.
Boom!
Walls of earth rose up, forming a barrier before Saint Lady Hui Yue. It was clear that Saint Lady Bi Luo had noticed her injuries. If the enemy sought a breakthrough, they would target her first.
"Damn it. They came so quickly!"
Yuan Yangzi's face sank. With no way out, he could only fight to the death.
"Hehe. Yuan old fiend, I'll start with you!"
Lei Wensheng roared and transformed into a thunderous lion, charging forward with unstoppable force.
In an instant, battle erupted.
Lei Wensheng and Zuo Feiqing led the assault, while Saint Lady Bi Luo handled defense. With their coordination, Saint Lady Hui Yue and Ling Feng did not even need to intervene. The six Blood Shadow Alliance elders were quickly suppressed.
It was only natural. If three Hall Masters acting together could not overpower a group of ordinary elders, that would be absurd.
The battle lasted no more than the time it takes to burn a stick of incense. Five of the six Blood Shadow Alliance elders were slain on the spot. Only Yuan Yangzi remained, knocked to the ground by a kick from Lei Wensheng and pinned beneath his foot.
"Yuan old fiend, I'll cut off your head right now!"
Lei Wensheng snorted coldly. Along the way, he had seen far too many corpses of Dongling Immortal Pool disciples. His anger had been building for a long time. Now he intended to avenge them.
"Wait!"
Saint Lady Hui Yue spoke up to stop him. "Senior Brother Lei, there are deeper secrets beneath this mine. Yuan Yangzi led this operation. He must know something. Leave him alive for now."
"That makes sense."
Lei Wensheng nodded. The lightning in his hand dissipated as he grabbed Yuan Yangzi by the collar and roared, "Old bastard, speak. What is the Blood Shadow Alliance really after in the Dongxianchuan mine?"
"Bah!"
Yuan Yangzi spat a mouthful of phlegm. "If you want to kill me, then do it. The victor decides everything. Why waste words?"
"You old dog!"
Lei Wensheng dodged and struck him in the chest with a heavy palm. "You're asking for death!"
Lightning surged in his fist as he prepared to smash Yuan Yangzi's head apart.
"Stop!"
A gust of force swept through, knocking Yuan Yangzi aside. Zuo Feiqing had intervened, saving him.
"You brute, didn't you hear what Hui Yue said? Do you intend to kill him?"
"Hmph. This old man is stubborn. He won't talk. We might as well kill him."
Lei Wensheng's face darkened. He glared at Zuo Feiqing, then crossed his arms and stepped aside. "If you think you can make him talk, then go ahead."
"I have my methods. Unlike certain brutes."
Zuo Feiqing smiled faintly and took out a jade flute from his sleeve. He then turned to Saint Lady Bi Luo and said gently, "Junior Sister Bi Luo, I'll need your help. Protect his heart meridian. I want to see just how tough he really is."
Saint Lady Bi Luo nodded lightly. "Go ahead, Senior Brother Zuo. I know what to do."
"Many thanks."
Zuo Feiqing gave her a courteous salute before raising the flute to his lips and beginning to play softly.
"Hmph. Pretentious scholar. Always putting on airs in front of Bi Luo. Acting refined, how disgusting."
Watching Zuo Feiqing and Saint Lady Bi Luo speak so easily with one another, Lei Wensheng could not help muttering under his breath, a trace of jealousy in his tone.
Of course, everyone present had sharp senses.
Zuo Feiqing ignored him completely. Saint Lady Bi Luo looked slightly embarrassed. Only Saint Lady Hui Yue remained indifferent, as if she had heard nothing.
Ling Feng coughed lightly to himself. As a mere junior disciple, he had probably just heard something he was not meant to.
It seemed Lin Mu had not been lying. Both Zuo Feiqing and Lei Wensheng had feelings for Saint Lady Bi Luo. And she truly was breathtakingly beautiful, no less stunning than Saint Lady Hui Yue. It was no wonder the two Hall Masters were so captivated by her.
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