Night of Despair

Chapter 309 - 309 Night 307 Deep one

?Chapter 309: Night 307 Deep one Chapter 309: Night 307 Deep one “Let’s go. As long as we take out a few from the Yu Generation, we’ll have full control. Let’s try to finish this within a day, we still have other tasks ahead,” the androgynous man said in a heavy tone.

The other two nodded slightly and followed him towards the main gate of the Taoist Temple.

The gate was wide open, and the night lights shone down, where an old Taoist sat dozing off by the door.

The old Taoist had no reaction to the trio’s approach, and the alarm system, which resembled a security device at the door, remained silent as well.

The three of them passed over the high threshold like ghosts, stepping into the temple.

No sooner had they entered than they felt the originally clear consciousness in their heads suddenly become weighed down by a heavy burden.

“Array… I didn’t expect that Qingchen Temple still retained the old Arrays for suppression,” the leading androgynous man frowned slightly.

He looked back at the two. “How do you feel?”

“Manageable. Spiritual power suppressed by about thirty percent,” one replied.

“That’s already quite a lot. Pay attention to maintaining the Technique, and let’s find the Array Core first,” the androgynous man ordered.

“Yes.”

The two responded together.

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In the backyard of the Taoist Temple.

Seven elders of the Yu Generation, including Yu Mo and Yu Hen, gathered together, along with two Special Envoys who arrived temporarily.

Everyone’s gaze was focused on Master Yu Hen, waiting for the news he would give.

Excluding the elderly of the Yu Generation, the other Disciples were kept away from the secrets and sent to other rooms and halls for temporary rest.

Zheng Xia and Yu Hong were also told to return to their own rooms to rest.

“Two Special Envoys, we received a last-minute notice and apologize for not welcoming you from far away,” Master Yu Hen apologized with a very humble attitude.

The two Special Envoys from the Capital Yasong were a man and a woman; the tall, strong man was in his thirties and named Zhao Shibing.

The woman looked a bit older, in her forties, dressed in a black suit that made her appear efficient and sharp. Her identification named her as Yang Chi.

Both were from the Capital Rongjing and spoke with a strong local accent.

“We received a message saying there’s a special force targeting Qingchen Temple, so we came over early to check,” Zhao Shibing extended his hand to shake with Master Yu Hen, explaining.

“So late at night, could it be that now…” Before Master Yu Hen could finish his sentence, his expression suddenly darkened, and the polite smile on his face froze.

“Somebody has come in, and they’re not ordinary people.” He turned towards the direction of the temple’s main gate.

“So brazen to enter through the front door!”

The other few elders of the Yu Generation tightened their faces, sensing something, and looked towards the main gate direction.

Only the two Special Envoys were unaware of what was happening.

“The two of you can go rest for a bit, please be assured. This is Qingchen’s main Temple, protected by an Array; ordinary trouble won’t find its way here.”

Taoist Yu Mo stepped forward to reassure them.

In the midst of the conversation,

Boom!

The door at the main hall in the front courtyard was busted open, making a loud noise.

“Have the ordinary Disciples hide well; don’t come out,” Master Yu Hen said solemnly. “Don’t worry, with the Array’s suppression, they won’t be able to cause trouble.”

As soon as he finished speaking,

Crack.

Suddenly, the invisible oppressive force that had been enveloping the inside of the Taoist Temple burst like a popped balloon, dissipating into nothingness.

Yu Hen, Yu Mo, and the others’ expressions changed dramatically.

“What’s going on!? Who tampered with the Array Plate!?”

Among the others of the Yu Generation, aside from Yu Fang and Yu Zhong, the rest had an unnatural flash in their eyes.

Boom!

Another loud noise.

The back courtyard gate was kicked open, and three figures in black trench coats entered one by one, standing in front of everyone.

“Master Yu Hen?” The leading medium-height man asked indifferently.

“Sir, for barging into Qingchen Temple, what is your business here? If it’s a matter of wealth, we can sit down and talk; any terms are negotiable,” Master Yu Hen said with a gentle tone.

“Such filthy smoke and miasma; for the sake of money, you’d even forsake your own dignity,” the androgynous man said impatiently, suddenly raising his hand.

Strips of pallid cloth with blood-colored symbols flew out from behind the trio, aiming at the group of old Taoists of the Yu Generation.

Almost at the same time, Master Yu Hen, who had been smiling and welcoming just before, changed his face in an instant, stepping back to summon a dual-headed black rhinoceros in front of him.

Moo!

The rhinoceros charged forward, its head lowered, aiming at the androgynous man.

The rhinoceros’ horns and the cloth clashed, creating an intense tearing noise.

But the rhinoceros was forcibly held in place by a powerful force, struggling in vain.

“I can’t hold on! Use the Inheritance Dao Artifact!” Master Yu Hen’s face reddened, clearly feeling the rapid depletion of Daoist power inside him.

With his Daoist skills deteriorating and his current state being poor, he was unable to hold on for long.

Upon contact, he felt his own Daoist power draining away like a torrential flood.

Not only him, but the other few Yu Generation elders also activated their Techniques simultaneously, using the Qi Condensation and Shadow Transformation Technique to summon six Fear Shadows, all pouncing at the trio.

But at that moment, three of the Fear Shadows suddenly turned and attacked Yu Hen and Yu Mo!

“You!!?” Both shouted in surprise, quickly slapping the Jade Pendants at their waists.

Boom!

Two silver blinding flashes of light exploded at the same time.

Forced to deploy their Inheritance Dao Artifacts, they confronted the sneak attack.

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Inside the room.

Yu Hong and Zheng Xia, hearing the commotion, both came out of their rooms and gathered together, rushing towards the backyard.

No sooner had they come out than they saw the gates and the main hall being knocked open one by one.

Hum!

At this moment, a series of sounds vaguely like a flock of birds chirping came from the backyard, accompanied by frequent loud crashing noises.

Waves of special vibrations, perceivable only by those with equally powerful spiritual powers, continuously spread out from the backyard.

“You guys go quickly! Master instructed me to lead you to a different place! We’ll return after dealing with the formidable enemy!”

The two were intending to head to the backyard, but they were intercepted at the side of the main hall.

A middle-aged Taoist led several young disciples towards them.

“The intruders are very powerful, and by staying here we would only be a hindrance, providing no assistance. Now that the Array has been broken, we must quickly find a place to hide, so as not to become a burden to our masters.”

He looked at them, and said that the Dao Seed Class is the ultimate hope of the Temple, which cannot afford any loss – these were the exact words Master had entrusted to them.

“Follow me!”

He led the two towards a hidden side door.

Accompanying them were many other disciples who had approached from nearby.

Some tried to call the police, but to their dismay, found that the phone signal was extremely chaotic and the call couldn’t go through.

Some wanted to turn back to assist their masters, but they were firmly held back by their companions.

“Let’s go, trust in our masters.” Zheng Xia looked at Yu Hong and nodded, taking the initiative to follow.

There were seven elders of the Yu Generation inside, and even if any expert intruder came in, all seven of them were from the Dao Seed Class. Despite the decline in Daoist Skills, if they all employed the Inheritance Dao Artifacts together, there should be no problem in defending themselves, even against a formidable opponent.

The real encumbrance was them, the disciples; they must quickly leave so that if the enemy, upon finding their plan thwarted, tried to use them as a threat.

Yu Hong nodded in understanding and followed the middle-aged Taoist out.

The group quickly left the Taoist Temple through the side, moving along a dark path towards a bus parked in an open parking lot.

Bang!!

In an instant, an explosion-like loud noise came from the Taoist Temple behind them.

Yu Hong abruptly turned around, sensing a colossal spiritual power, surpassing Level Nine, erupting from the backyard and shooting up into the sky.

The perception of spiritual power is a strange sensation; it can’t be seen or touched, but if one uses their own spiritual power to feel it, one can perceive an invisible pressure coming head-on.

Different levels of spiritual power are clearly perceptible in terms of strength and weakness.

The strong would instinctively feel fear towards such pressure, while the weak would feel they could easily pierce through it.

At this moment, Yu Hong, perceiving the burst of spiritual power, felt as if a gust of wind swept over him.

He made a quick estimate in his heart.

Even with his current Guanwu Skill at the Sixth Layer, he could not reach this level. And the gap was not small.

‘To unleash such power simply based on spiritual power…’

Compared to these old Taoists who had cultivated painstakingly for years, although his talent was not bad and his will strong, he indeed lagged behind in terms of the Daoist Realm. However, due to the special nature of the Qingchen Temple’s Cultivation Technique, this gap in realm wasn’t significant.

The main difference lay in the mastery and immersion in the Inheritance Dao Artifacts.

He roughly estimated the gap between Zheng Ming and the elder Taoists of the Yu Generation.

He figured that if Zheng Ming went all out, he might only be one level weaker than the Yu Generation elders.

‘It’s really like the Daoist version of fearing youth and strength…’

Yu Hong continued to run towards the bus as part of the group.

However, based on the outburst of spiritual power, it was obvious that Taoist Yu Mo had the upper hand, so he wasn’t too worried. The high-level ranks of Qingchen Temple were all present here; dealing with the attack wouldn’t be a big problem, and it was very likely that the attackers simply wanted to hold them back, to keep them here.

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In the backyard.

Master Yu Hen, Yu Mo, and two others, joining forces, had already formed an Array, standing back to back to face the seemingly endless blood-red symbols on white cloth.

In that bizarre white cloth, weird human faces occasionally bulged out, emitting terrifying laughter.

The Divine Intent of the inherited Dao Artifacts summoned by the old Taoists, after being augmented on the Fear Shadows, greatly increased their powers,

Creatures of odd shapes and forms, radiating silver light on their bodies, surrounded and stood with them, also forming an Array, to counter the pressure from the combined attack of the three outsiders.

Apart from these, they also had to deal with sneak attacks from the three betraying traitors.

“Damn it! It was supposed to be seven against three, and now it’s turned into four against six! Have you gone mad, Yu Chong and the rest!?” Master Yu Hen angrily shouted.

No one responded; the three traitors had looks of guilt but acted with even more resolve.

Clearly, they believed that by killing these people, no one would know of their betrayal.

“Once you die, they can naturally take your place easily, secure the Taoist Sect, and Qingchen Temple will still shine as before, perhaps even developing better,” the androgynous man laughed loudly.

“Bastards!” Yu Fang cursed in anger.

“You can only talk tough now, a bunch of old and dying waste,” the androgynous man snickered.

“Who are you people!? How dare you brazenly attack our Taoist Sect, this is a severe provocation against the entire Taoist Sects of Yasong!!” Master Yu Hen shouted sternly.

At this point, even though the situation was still a stalemate, or even slightly in their favor, he… could barely hold on anymore!!

“I am the eldest of the Primordial Embryo’s seven sons, you may address me as Yuan Ming, rather similar to your Chief Dao Seed’s name containing a ‘Ming’ as well,” the androgynous man replied with a smile, not concealing his identity at all.

The Primordial Embryo’s seven sons!?

The four of them were shaken, simultaneously thinking of a certain force!

“Is it the Mud Doll Sect!? Have you all gone mad!?” Yu Mo was the first to react.