Chapter 866: Dayu's Calculation

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Having suffered a devastating blow, Cang Mingzi dared not face Meng Kuang's techniques head-on again; if he took two more hits, he would be completely bankrupt.

Cang Mingzi dodged and ducked, trying to find an opportunity to snatch the celestial peach from Lu Yang's hands.

Yet, when it came to the art of pillaging, how could Cang Mingzi possess more experience than Meng Kuang? The moment Cang Mingzi so much as twitched a finger, Meng Kuang knew exactly what he intended and cut off his path in advance.

With his movements predicted and still fearing to meet the great blade directly, Cang Mingzi fell into a disadvantage for a time.

In the middle of the river, though Meng Potian had cultivated for less than two thousand years and was inferior to the various elders of the Wendao Sect, his innate talent for cultivation and combat was unparalleled, as could be glimpsed from Meng Jingzhou. In the Integration Stage, unless he encountered an anomaly like a half-step Tribulation Transcendence cultivator, no one was a match for Meng Potian.

On the Second Prince's side, those who took action were all masked men who concealed their identities, for otherwise, if word got out, they would be ruined.

"Kong Yuan, even you, the Chief Clerk of the Grand Commander's Mansion, have taken action?"

Meng Potian discerned the other party's identity through a brief clash; he frequently made enemies and was no stranger to being ambushed by masked foes. Fortunately, his cultivation was extraordinary, so he remained largely unharmed.

Having been ambushed by masked assailants so many times, he had naturally developed a knack for guessing the other party's identity.

"Nonsense! Who is Kong Yuan? I do not know him!" Kong Yuan denied flatly, for this could absolutely not be admitted.

Meng Potian sent Kong Yuan flying with a kick, hurling him to the other side of the river. Kong Yuan vomited a great mouthful of blood as the hood on his face fell off.

Kong Yuan rolled twice on the ground, stopping at the feet of a group of people who happened to be watching the battle, none of them expecting someone to come flying toward them.

Kong Yuan secretly thought it a disaster; he absolutely could not let anyone see his face!

"Die!"

When two sides of the Integration Stage clashed, it was normal for bystanders to be caught in the crossfire.

To his surprise, one person among the group squatted down and threw a punch straight at Kong Yuan, completely dazing him.

"The public security in this Imperial City is rather poor," Mu Baiyi tsked, striking Kong Yuan with another punch.

Their Jiuyou Sect and Yaoyang Sect had come to the Imperial City to assess the business environment, and only a few days into their stay, they had run into a chaotic brawl of the Integration Stage, with an Integration Stage cultivator even trying to kill them.

Kong Yuan did not stop to consider that anyone daring to watch a battle at such a time could hardly be an ordinary citizen.

"Who is next?"

"Me, let me!"

The high echelons of the two great demonic sects vied to volunteer, as opportunities to retaliate against imperial officials were few and far between.

With two sides of the Integration Stage at war, casualties were only natural.

"Lu Yang, kid, get moving quickly!"

Although Cang Mingzi was suppressed by Meng Kuang, it remained difficult for Meng Kuang to take him down in a short time; the most pressing matter at present was to deliver the celestial peach to the imperial palace immediately.

Meng Kuang grabbed Lu Yang by the collar, spun his wrist twice, and threw Lu Yang directly across the river, right into the Northern City where the imperial palace was located.

Lu Yang tumbled head over heels onto the ground, but once he stabilized his body, he immediately summoned the Sword-Washing Pool and flew toward the imperial palace.

The high echelons of the two great demonic sects felt that since the Imperial City was already in such chaos, it would be far more interesting to follow Lu Yang, the center of the turmoil. Temporarily leaving the unconscious Kong Yuan behind, they stealthily followed.

Having flown across a small half of the Northern City, Lu Yang suddenly felt an abnormal movement from his Invincible Nascent Soul. Sensing a desire to flee, he hastily kicked off with force and leapt to the side.

Boom!

A pillar of fire crashed down, striking the Sword-Washing Pool precisely. Had Lu Yang taken this hit, he would have undoubtedly perished.

"Oh? Merely a junior of the Nascent Soul Stage, yet you could evade this venerable one's strike? It seems the Wendao Sect values you greatly, even granting you a life-saving treasure."

From the soaring flames, a figure slowly stepped forth. The man was as handsome as jade, clad in a black robe, resembling a young master from some secluded clan, with a frivolous smile playing at the corners of his lips.

"Who are you!" Lu Yang watched the figure in the flames with vigilance.

"Me? You may call me Young Master Yu."

Lu Yang's pupils constricted slightly: "The General Yu who annihilated the remnants of the Daqian army, thoroughly destroyed the Daqian Dynasty, won a hundred battles without defeat, lost only to the Nightmare Sovereign and Wu Yao in his entire life, and subsequently submitted to Wu Yao?!"

What kind of figure was the Nightmare Sovereign? He was a powerful sovereign who took Wu Yao and the First State Preacher as rivals and nearly conquered the world; losing to the Nightmare Sovereign was by no means a disgrace, and could even serve as capital for future fame.

Moreover, since he had only lost to the Nightmare Sovereign and survived, it meant this General Yu was highly likely a Half-Immortal as well!

"You possess some insight for a junior. When you die shortly, I shall strike a bit lighter," General Yu smiled, for in his eyes, Lu Yang was already a dead man.

"How dare a Half-Immortal of the Dayu appear in the Imperial City? Are you not afraid of the Jiang Clan Ancestor taking action!"

If the Second Prince's attempt to snatch the celestial peach was an internal conflict unworthy of the Jiang Clan Ancestor's intervention, then a Dayu Half-Immortal making a move in the Imperial City absolutely warranted it!

Was General Yu not afraid of death?

"Oh, it seems you truly know quite a lot." General Yu genuinely looked upon Lu Yang with a degree of respect. To know the secret that the Jiang Clan Ancestor was an Immortal indicated that Lu Yang's status was indeed as high as the rumors suggested—the designated next Sect Master of the Wendao Sect.

But what of it? The Wendao Sect was not yet worthy of his concern.

General Yu looked at Lu Yang with a faint, mocking smile. Perhaps seeing Lu Yang as a dead man, he was willing to converse a bit more: "Yuzhou is quite some distance from the Imperial City; the news has not yet arrived."

"We deliberately exposed our traces in Yuzhou, enticing your Daxia imperial court to dispatch the Luoshui Guards there to assist."

"But your Daxia could never imagine that we also arranged a Half-Immortal in Yuzhou, who acted to seal off a small half of the province. The Luoshui Guards, the Yuzhou military, the Yuzhou Governor and other major officials, as well as billions of Yuzhou citizens, are all trapped there."

Lu Yang's pupils contracted sharply. How was there yet another Dayu Half-Immortal?

Lu Yang understood the terror of a Half-Immortal all too well; though possessing merely one more embryonic Dao Fruit than the Tribulation Transcendence Stage, it was a crushing advantage.

Taking the Second State Preacher as an example, if he utilized his embryonic Karma Dao Fruit, a Tribulation Transcendence cultivator would have no power to resist before him!

Among the sealed cultivators, none could defeat a Half-Immortal.

To smoothly resolve the plight of Yuzhou, an Immortal had to take action!

Sure enough, General Yu spoke again: "Jiang Ping'an has already departed for Yuzhou to handle the matter. He will not return for at least half a day."

In the past, whenever Lu Yang encountered a Half-Immortal within the borders of Daxia, Jiang Ping'an should have been the one to intervene, except that every time Lu Yang was present, the Half-Immortal was resolved smoothly before Jiang Ping'an ever needed to step in.

But this time, Lu Yang was not in Yuzhou.

The Dayu cultivators had plotted long and hard for this day.

"Very well, you are a dead man, why tell you so much?" General Yu said lazily, as countless purple fireballs manifested behind him, the terrifying high temperature distorting even space itself.

His purpose was not to snatch the celestial peach, but to destroy it, leaving the Emperor of Daxia to die of old age on his sickbed!

Countless purple fireballs flew toward Lu Yang, causing the ground to ignite. General Yu acted with caution; to be struck by these fireballs meant death even for an Integration Stage cultivator, let alone a mere Nascent Soul Stage!

Suddenly, a strange and sinister demonic wind blew from all directions, exuding an aura of decay and death, extinguishing the terrifying purple fireballs.

"This celestial peach is a treasure coveted by our Heavenly Court. Let us see who dares touch it!"

"Who goes there!" General Yu snapped his head up, only to see a brilliant flash of pure white that dazed the eyes. Fixing his gaze, he beheld a massive white Qiongqi flapping its skeletal wings, its radiant golden tiger-eyes exceptionally striking amidst the pure white.

"One of the Four Sovereigns of the Heavenly Court, the Great Arctic Emperor of Vast Wealth."