Night of Despair

Chapter 322 - 322 Grade 320 four

?Chapter 322: Grade 320, four Chapter 322: Grade 320, four “Should we continue? I heard that your Inheritance Dao Artifact takes the form of a huge Black Giant. Do you want to try summoning it?” Meng Chengshuang asked with apparent interest.

“No need, the gap is too great; summoning it would only lead to its death. My Inheritance Dao Artifact can only sustain the peak attack intensity for that instant moment; since even that instant was not enough to harm Senior Sister, the Inheritance Dao Artifact would be useless as well,” Yu Hong shook his head.

He could tell that Meng Chengshuang was very relaxed, which allowed him to infer just how strong a real Temple Master Level expert must be.

So these are the true masters of this world…

The Feixia Sword, one of the four swords of Zihe Palace.

And Zihe Palace is the third-ranked major power among the Nine Sects of the Taoist Sect. Now it seems that Meng Chengshuang should be considered high-end power within the Nine Sects.

“You are already very strong.” Hearing Yu Hong’s description, Meng Chengshuang’s eyes brightened, “You can actually maintain that level of intensity? In that case, you are infinitely close to those at the Absolute Boundary, just below it. If you were to release your Inheritance Dao Artifact, in the whole Taizhou, only those three from the Mud Doll Sect would certainly be able to defeat you, and they would definitely not ignore you.”

Hearing this assessment, the Yu Generation old Taoists watching the battle murmured among themselves in astonishment.

Yu Hen and Yu Mo, although they had guessed as much before, were nearly unable to hide their joy upon hearing Meng Chengshuang’s remarks in person.

This is our Qingchen Temple’s expert!

Although Meng Chengshuang is strong, after all, she is a guest. Yu Hong, although slightly weaker, truly belongs to Qingchen Temple.

And to think, not even a year into his practice and he’s already infinitely close to the Temple Master level. In a few years… wouldn’t he be…

Several old Taoists suddenly became flushed with excitement, their emotions uncontrollably heightened.

Zheng Ming looked down, lost in thought, not knowing what he was pondering.

Zheng Ying bit her lower lip, her breathing becoming slightly heavier. Such a gap was already causing her to feel an indescribable sense of suffocation.

To watch a latecomer disciple, in such a short period of time, go from being far weaker than herself to par with her, and then surpassing her…

That feeling of suffocating helplessness… it was enough to make her question life, to doubt whether she truly had any aptitude for practicing Daoist Skills and Techniques at all.

The competition did not continue. Being one of the four swords of Zihe Palace, Meng Chengshuang’s comments carried weight within the Taoist Sect.

And after finding out that Yu Hong’s strength exceeded her expectations, Meng Chengshuang’s mood greatly improved.

At the very least, there was a person in Qingchen Temple with immediate combat capabilities that could be put to good use.

Once the strength levels had been determined, Yu Hong naturally became the strongest representative among the Dao Seeds.

The next morning.

Qingchen Temple was about to join the armed forces, coordinating with official Magicians to begin clearing out the last stronghold of the Mud Doll Sect.

After confirming the intelligence, the team would be split into two. One would be led by Feixia Sword Meng Chengshuang, heading to the number one stronghold, Five Star Town.

The other, led by Yu Hong and coordinating with official Magicians, would go to the less threatening Seagull Beach.

In front of the Taoist temple, rows of black military vehicles filled with fully armed soldiers lined up.

The vehicles formed a long convoy, while two trucks carrying field cannons followed for support.

Official Magicians, grouped in twos and threes, stood by the roadside waiting, chatting leisurely.

Cheng Shu stood with Liu Shanhe, the overall commander of the official Magicians, listening to the command brief about the key points and steps of the surprise operation.

She glanced towards Qingchen Temple from time to time, trying to spot Yu Hong among the nearby Taoists, while perfunctorily listening to the commander’s instructions.

But for the moment, she didn’t notice him.

Also standing with her were two of the top experts among the official Magicians.

One was nicknamed Red Snake.

With her red hair billowing in the wind and wearing a tight-fitting red leather outfit that emphasized her attractive figure, she was a seductively dangerous-looking mature woman.

Her inside was as dangerous as her appearance suggested; rumors had it that if one glanced at her with even a slightly improper gaze, she would gouge out their eyes.

Of course, these were just rumors; at least Cheng Shu had never seen her gouge out anyone’s eyes.

The other was Headless Sword Xia Chunling, a name that sounded feminine but belonged to a taciturn man with a dark face.

He didn’t like to talk; his movements were extremely brutal, preferring to behead his enemies as trophies, which led people to concoct many dangerous stories about him.

“What are you looking at?” Red Snake asked softly, drawing closer.

As the strongest three among the official Magicians, they were all listening to the commander explain the key points and steps for the operation.

“My partner.” Cheng Shu stepped back awkwardly to avoid the overly intimate gesture. She wasn’t on such familiar terms with Red Snake yet, and this proximity made her uncomfortable.

“Your partner? That Qingchen disciple Zheng Rou who killed Copper Soldier Zhao Mengsi?” Red Snake raised an eyebrow.

“Yes.”

“He’s quite strong… Zhao Mengsi’s body was impervious to bullets as he merged his Technique into his body, making it very sturdy, yet he was defeated and his Technique broken with a single strike.”

“Yes.”

“Not like my partner, who only knows how to run away when trouble arises, and fights like a frightened chicken—pale-faced and trembling.” Red Snake sneered.

“Is it that Zheng Hong?” Cheng Shu thought of the person in Qingchen Temple who fit this description.

“That’s him. I really don’t understand why such a coward would even bother coming out?” Red Snake laughed. “How about we trade?”

“Heh.” Cheng Shu gave her a glance, wanting to say something more.

But then she immediately noticed Yu Hong leading the way, accompanied by Zheng Hong, Zheng Xia, and Zheng Ming, emerging from the temple and approaching their direction.

“Here they come!”

She smoothed out the wrinkles on her clothes, waving at Yu Hong.

The latter returned the gesture with a nod and approached to greet Liu Shanhe, the overall commander.

Then he went over to the two Special Envoys, listening to the conversation between the Yu Generation Taoist and the Special Envoys.

Next was Feixia Sword Meng Chengshuang, stepping out of the Taoist Temple, leading armed soldiers and Magicians by herself, boarding another military vehicle.

Before leaving, she waved goodbye to the Yu Generation Taoists from the vehicle, and surprisingly, she also waved specifically at Yu Hong. Her attitude was no longer the same as before, completely disregarding all the Zheng Generation Dao Seeds, but instead treating Yu Hong with respect, subtly treating him as a figure of utmost importance.

The official Magicians around naturally noticed this change.

Anyone who could mix in as an official Magician was no fool. They were all shrewd and noticed Meng Chengshuang’s change in attitude.

“It seems as if something changed within their ranks…” Red Snake murmured with narrowed eyes. “Looks like your partner is being treated differently.”

“….” Cheng Shu did not respond, only looking at Yu Hong who was speaking with others.

“Inside Qingchen Temple, looking at the formation, it seems like they are all following Zheng Rou…. If I’m not mistaken, he’s only been practicing Daoist Magic Technique for less than a year, right?” Red Snake said in surprise.

It wasn’t just her; Headless Sword and the overall commander also noticed this change, their faces showing astonishment.

If previously Yu Hong was treated like any other Dao Seed, now it seemed he was almost on par with the Yu Generation masters.

Right now, as he began to speak, Zheng Ming, Zheng Xia, and others did not protest or speak out, just seriously listening as if he were an elder.

This was somewhat eerie.

“It looks like…. Qingchen Temple is about to produce a top figure….” Headless Sword spoke with a deep voice.

“Alright, what happens within other factions is none of our concern. Now let’s assign routes. Red Snake, Cheng Shu, you follow Taoist Zheng Rou’s group. Headless Sword, you coordinate with Madam Meng of the Feixia Sword.”

“Tsk tsk, so you’re saying, we’re relying on numbers on our side?” Red Snake realized.

Undoubtedly, Meng Chengshuang was currently the strongest Magician in Taizhou, without equal. They had been guessing about how Meng would respond to the two urgent strongholds that required resolution.

Now it looked like she was planning to tackle both at once….

“Correct, your task is to cooperate with the Dao Seeds led by Zheng Rou, to contain the situation at Seagull Beach,” explained Liu Shanhe, the overall commander. “I’ve communicated with Madam Meng. Qingchen Temple will form a battle array using the Inheritance Dao Artifact to blockade the beach stronghold. Once Madam Meng resolves her opponent, she will rush to the beach as soon as possible to resolve the situation together.”

“The Yu Generation Taoists aren’t going?” Red Snake asked.

“No, they are not. The importance of Seagull Beach itself is much lower than that of Five Star Town. It’s very possible that the Mud Doll Sect won’t send many experts to hold it. The real trouble is Five Star Town. There is an external Mud Pit of the Mud Doll Sect that helps its disciples remodel their bodies, achieving bodily enhancement and elimination of pain perception,” Liu Shanhe said.

“So, our pressure is much less?” Cheng Shu asked.

“Yes, but it doesn’t rule out the possibility of encountering Mud Doll Sect experts, which is why most of our forces are being sent to your side,” Liu Shanhe nodded.

Dudu.

The horn of the military vehicle sounded, with Qingchen Temple’s people already splitting into groups and boarding vehicles.

Cheng Shu, Red Snake, and the other official Magicians also hurriedly separated and boarded.

The entire convoy naturally divided into two, driving off in two different directions.

Yu Hong sat cross-legged in the vehicle, gazing at the passing street scenes outside, still pondering the best way to confront if he were to encounter an expert beyond the Absolute Boundary.

‘Normally, as long as the opponent’s spiritual power can’t instantly erase my consciousness completely, I should be able to destroy their physical body in an instant.’
‘Strong spirit versus strong body, when the two confront, it might just be a matter of who acts first.’
‘It seems, no matter what, I must strike first….’ Yu Hong made up his mind.

Although he didn’t think anyone could instantly shatter his consciousness, it’s always better to be cautious.

The Technique of the Taoist Sect harnesses spiritual power to summon various external forces to combat the Black Disaster.

What concerned him was not these external forces, but rather direct assaults of pure spiritual power.

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Several dozen miles from Qingchen Temple, in a county town.

Rows of people dressed in black quickly boarded a bus, the vehicle starting off towards Seagull Beach.

At the front seat of the leading vehicle.

An elderly woman with white hair held a black iron crutch and wore bifocals, quietly watching the road conditions out of the front window.

Behind her sat the Primordial Embryo Seven Sons, Copper Soldier, Iron Soldier, and more than ten other Mud Doll Sect experts in total.

“According to the intelligence from our inside source, Qingchen Temple has split into two groups, one heading to Five Star Town and the other to Seagull Beach,” said Yuan Ming.

“Where is Feixia Sword heading?” the old woman asked softly.

“Five Star Town,” responded Yuan Ming quickly.

“The strength of this girl is formidable. I am not her match alone; even with all of you, we can only hope to contend,” the old woman frowned, “so this time we concentrate our forces to resolve the other side.”

“Does the Vice Sect Hierarch mean, we first deal with all the Dao Seeds from Qingchen Temple at the beach? But if no one holds back Meng Chengshuang, I’m afraid….” Yuan Ming also frowned.

“No need to worry. The Sect Hierarch and your father, Yuan Ruhai, will take action together on that side. With the help of the alliance’s experts, we should be able to keep them all in Taizhou this time!” A cold light flashed in the old woman’s eyes.

“This… there are people from the alliance coming too!?” Yuan Ming said with surprise.

“Consider it their bad luck. That girl Meng won’t die easy, but will at least shed a layer of skin. Once we fully deal with the live forces from Qingchen Temple here, we will then strangle their headquarters, and the situation in Taizhou will be set with one battle,” the old woman exhaled deeply.