Chapter 609: Chapter 152: Counter-Encirclement (Part 2)

The snow-white folding fan covered the sky, and the entire space seemed to freeze in place.

“This is…” Li Qingquan resisted the pressure, strained to lift his head, and murmured under his breath.

“Kill them!”

A white figure, followed by numerous experts from all realms, descended from the sky. They were seething with killing intent, and the aura of each person surpassed that of a Quasi-Saint.

“Look, it’s Lord Leng!” Suddenly, a cultivator who had closed his eyes awaiting death pointed at the white-robed Leng Binghan with a face full of surprise and shouted.

“It really is Lord Leng. We are saved, we are saved!” Everyone looked up full of hope, shaking with excitement.

It turned out that just when Zhen Jia led more than a hundred people to encounter Li Qingming and others, Leng Binghan had just walked more than forty miles away.

At first, Zhen Jia and others were vying with Man Niu, the massive fluctuations of their mana spilling over forty miles in the vicinity, and Leng Binghan happened to sense this mixed mana fluctuation.

After carefully discerning the True Yuan fluctuations eddying in the air, Leng Binghan determined that there were two forces fighting.

Thus, harboring a mindset of a fisherman benefiting from the struggle between the snipe and the clam, he quietly led the various realm elites towards the battling parties. As the True Yuan fluctuations grew fainter, Leng Binghan knew the fight was about to end. He immediately ordered everyone to seal the void, while he raised his folding fan and pressed forward. Hence the previous scene.

Leng Binghan smiled and nodded to the people, then suddenly asked, “Where is Lord Zhen?”

A cultivator covered with dust and a black horn on his head said, “Lord Zhen was pinned to the ground by their giant axe; his life and death are uncertain!”

Hearing this, Leng Binghan turned his head and swept his gaze towards the battlefield.

He shouldn’t have been careless when he saw Li Qingming and Man Niu’s emotionless faces staring at him. A shiver ran through his heart, and then he thought of the Space Array set up against them earlier. He couldn’t help but burst into laughter: “It’s really true that one finds without looking what one searches hard for. I never expected it to be you two!”

Li Qingming gave him a cold look and said, “So you’ve also submitted to Lord Hun Tian?”

“Humph, only the wise submit in time! Lord Hun Tian promises us the opportunity to become Saints, why shouldn’t I submit?” Leng Binghan smirked slightly and said, “Now, you have two choices: one is to seal your own Cultivation and follow me to meet Lord Hun Tian; the other is for me to kill you all and bring your heads to meet Lord Hun Tian! Choose!”

Li Qingming said with a smile that was not a smile, “Are you so sure that you can take us down?”

Leng Binghan’s laughter grew colder as he said, “It seems you’ve chosen the second option, then?”

Suddenly, a voice came from his right front, saying, “We choose the third option!”

“What?” Leng Binghan’s eyes widened as he turned towards Man Niu, who was sitting cross-legged to his right front.

Man Niu grinned and said, “Let’s send you on your journey!”

Buzz!

Man Niu, having fully restored the True Yuan and Blood Qi he had consumed earlier, erupted with an unrivaled aura.

Feeling the trembling Space Array, Leng Binghan’s expression changed slightly, and he said urgently, “The space is already sealed by us, and they have been temporarily suppressed. Fellow Daoists, act quickly and exterminate them thoroughly!”

After speaking, his figure fluttered into the air, remotely controlling the huge folding fan, and said, “White Feather Mountain and River Fan, go!”

The White Feather Mountain and River Fan was snow-white like jade, and its fan surface suddenly displayed tens of thousands of lofty mountains and a thousand turbulent rivers and lakes. They were heavy and unpredictable, penetrating every inch of the void, and firmly binding Li Qingming and others in place.

This “White Feather Mountain and River Fan” originally belonged to Leng Binghan’s ancestor, Mountain and River Ancestor. It was a top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, and its main function was actually to seal and bind the void.

First, Lord Leng Binghan had arranged a Space Array on the periphery, and now had brought out this treasure and fully activated it, revealing his cautious nature through the dual Space Restriction.

The myriad creatures faithfully executed Lord Leng Binghan’s orders, urging the various colored Magic Treasures in their hands to bomb forward, intending to kill Li Qingming and his companions right there.

“Bang!” “Boom!”

Although Man Niu was unable to stand, the aura of the Peak of Early Sub-Saint Stage was sufficient to block these Spiritual Treasures for a moment.

“Lord Leng, quickly activate the Bowl bestowed by Lord Huntian! Our Magic Treasures are simply ineffective!” A black-robed Cultivator, seeing that all the Spiritual Treasures were blocked by the aura of Man Niu in mid-air, hastily bellowed at Leng Binghan, while once again bombarding with the Spiritual Treasure.

“Buzz!”

Leng Binghan glanced at Man Niu, who was now able to lift his arms, his expression changed, and he spewed out a golden Bowl from his mouth.

The Golden Bowl was startling, turning into a swipe of bright light that fell, shattered the earth, and broke the Heavenly Vault… That light from the Bowl turned all things to ashes, with misty Blood Qi, and ghosts wailing and gods howling!

The others held nothing back either, frantically urging the Spiritual Treasures mid-air, with a splendid radiance enveloping Li Qingming and others down below, submerging a space of ten miles around them.

Feeling the Void that had been sealed, Li Qingming, standing right under the Bowl, had a cold gleam in his eyes!

“Buzz!”

Suddenly, Qing light flickered behind Li Qingming, a resplendent purple Divine Light soared into the sky, swinging out, piercing towards the Heavenly Vault.

An unparalleled purple brilliance slashed across the sky, resounding with a clang, although the Bowl had already stepped into the ranks of quasi Innate Supreme Treasure, it was still quite inferior compared to the Bitter Bamboo Spear, and merely being pierced left it with numerous cracks.

“Damn it!” Leng Binghan’s face turned pale, he had not expected that even with the dual space-restricting power of the Feather Fan and the Array, they were still unable to constrain Li Qingming. His forehead veins bulged as he poured all his True Yuan into the Bowl.

“Buzz!”

With the True Yuan reinforcement from Leng Binghan, the Bowl suddenly enlarged, its power surged tremendously, vibrating out majestic waves of light, brutally fierce, seeking to completely engulf Li Qingming below.

“Clang!”

Li Qingming, without even looking, jabbed his spear at the golden Bowl above, the Bowl already covered in cracks, wailed upon this strike and completely exploded, golden Bowl Fragments furiously flew back.

“Ah! My eyes!”

“My leg, it hurts so much!”

Caught off-guard, one after another scream came from Leng Binghan’s camp, with people occasionally hit by the golden Bowl Fragments, their flesh damaged, their bones fractured.

Seizing the chance, Li Qingming leapt into the air, viciously thrusting his spear towards the White Feather Mountain and River Fan that was pressing down the Heavenly Vault.

“Pfft!”

A crisp ripping sound emerged, the snow-white jade fan was pierced by Li Qingming with a big hole, and the strange space fluctuations dissipated, the Binding Space Power within ten miles shrank by more than half all of a sudden.

“Leng Binghan, dare to scheme against us, fuck you!”

Below, Li Qingquan and his three companions, who had just broken free from the Space Binding, were furiously enraged. They charged with a full body of Evil Qi as if Demon Gods descended to the land, striking out continuously. With every attack, the enemy suffered casualties.

By now, the struggle between the two sides had become completely one-sided; Leng Binghan and his people could no longer cause any ripples. Therefore, Li Qingming retreated from the battle, leaving the rest of the matters entirely to Li Qingquan and the others. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please read on m.qidian.com.)