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Chapter 1433 - 1426: Caught in Disputes

Chapter 1433: Chapter 1426: Caught in Disputes

Liseya’s attack reminded Ziang of the droplet in The Three-Body, where a simple collision was enough to completely annihilate the entire human fleet.

Liseya also relied on the most basic form of attack, devoid of so-called Elemental Transmutation, Mana Shapeshifting, or lengthy Spells and intricate Runes.

Everything was converted into a pure Magic attack. If the gap between humans could be likened to rivers, then the chasm between humans and gods was akin to the Milky Way.

As a demigod, Liseya could gather Magic without limit, and even the most talented magic geniuses found it difficult to withstand her direct Magic strikes. Magical prodigies might be immune to such pure Magic attacks, but they could never withstand the pure Magic attack of a demigod.

In less than ten seconds, the site was strewn with corpses, and those guards who had been full of life were now all lying dead on the ground. Almost none could escape Liseya’s massacre and perished on the spot.

Dangyang Ling stared blankly at the carnage, unable to believe his own eyes. His position had been overwhelmingly advantageous, only to see the tide turn drastically in the blink of an eye, making him the weaker party.

Of course, although Liseya was bloodthirsty, she knew restraint. Aware that Ziang wanted to capture Dangyang Ling alive, she spared him. Otherwise, he would have perished along with those guards moments ago.

"Retract!" Ziang made a fist with his palm facing up, and Liseya, being considerate, dispersed her Magic and vanished from the spot.

"All clear, you can turn around now," Ziang said with a smirk to Yichuan Ying, who had her back to him.

"What was that just now...?" Yichuan Ying slowly turned around, trembling uncontrollably. Though she hadn’t been injured at all, she was scared to the point of breaking out in a cold sweat.

She hadn’t seen Liseya’s face, only a sphere of light that darted past her, striking the guards as they attempted to attack or flee. The guards struck by the light didn’t even have time to scream before they dropped dead.

"Just a little trick, think of it like... a Spell," Ziang shrugged his shoulders, not disclosing Liseya’s identity.

"As for you," he said, walking past Yichuan Ying to face Dangyang Ling. With a smirk that didn’t reach his eyes, he continued, "You’ve always looked down on those who can’t Cultivate, naturally assuming you’re better just because you’ve learnt a bit. I’m merciful; I won’t kill you, but to give you a taste of being less than human, I’m going to let you experience the consequences of being unable to Cultivate."

With these words, he didn’t wait for Dangyang Ling’s response and drew his Yuanzi pistol, firing a shot directly at his abdomen.

The Yuanzi pistol let out a thunderous roar, followed by Dangyang Ling’s agonizing scream. If the damage from the burst blood vessels, due to his failed clash with Feng earlier, was bearable, the excruciating pain from the Inner Core being blown apart by the Yuanzi pistol was something he couldn’t endure at any cost.

Ziang’s decision not to kill Dangyang Ling was not out of kindness but merely to disgust him. He also wanted Dangyang Ling, who always looked down on the incapacitated, to suffer the plight of being powerless.

After accomplishing this, Ziang coolly holstered his gun. When he turned back, he saw Yichuan Ying staring at him with eyes wide in fear.

"What’s wrong, afraid of me?" Ziang asked.

"A little," Yichuan Ying nodded.

"We’re friends; we won’t harm you," Ziang assured her.

"So, should I be thankful to you?" Yichuan Ying asked, still in a daze.

"Up to you," Ziang shrugged, then gave a stern command, "Feng, take the lead; Old Hu, cover our rear; Yichuan Ying, come with me. We need to break out of Dangyang Mansion immediately and then get the horses out of the city."

They were still inside Dangyang Mansion, and without a doubt, Dangyang Ling’s screams would attract endless pursuers. But the situation was not as urgent as before, so Ziang didn’t summon Liseya again.

At his command, the group started their breakout. Feng led the way with a knife in one hand and a gun in the other, while Hu Daoke attached a cooling device and mowed down approaching guards with a machine gun.

Ziang walked in the middle, holding Yichuan Ying’s hand. She seemed frightened and shivered continuously, prompting him to ask with concern, "What’s wrong, are you scared?"

"A bit, a bit worried—are we making too much noise?" Yichuan Ying asked anxiously.

"Only by making a big scene can we achieve our goal. What, do you regret it now?" Cheng Ziang asked.

"No, it’s just..." Yichuan Ying still looked hesitant, biting her lip and shaking her head repeatedly without speaking any further.

With the aid of high-tech weapons, the group was able to move freely in and out of the Dangyang Mansion, which was crowded with experts. Although there were skilled fighters among the mansion’s forces, upon witnessing the tragic state of their comrades, no one dared to attack them directly.

Thus, the group headed straight to the stables, led the horses out, and galloped away, heading directly for the city gates.

The timing of Cheng Ziang and his group’s counterattack was also well chosen, coinciding with the arrival of Yichuan Hong and others. At that moment, Dangyang Wu was exchanging pleasantries with Yichuan Hong in the reception hall, but soon, the sound of the horn signal from within the Dangyang Mansion caused Dangyang Wu’s face to change drastically.

"What’s going on, why is the horn sounding in the mansion?" Dangyang Wu burst out of the door and shouted loudly.

"Superior Lord, Miss Yichuan and others have injured the young master and killed dozens of our guards; they’ve stormed out of the city!" A Mansion Guard came running up, panting and reporting to him.

"How could this be? We have so many experts in the mansion, yet they can’t stop them and even got killed by the dozens?" Upon hearing this, Dangyang Wu felt utterly shocked.

"Superior Lord, Miss Yichuan’s men are all considered lower-tier; we dare not confront them directly..." the Guard said with a sorrowful expression.

"Lower-tier..." Hearing this, Dangyang Wu’s face once again became extremely ugly.

What was known as lower-tier, especially Star-shattering, was known for its ruthlessness and representativeness. Therefore, often when people talk about lower-tier, they were mainly referring to Star-shattering.

"Yichuan Hong, what exactly is happening?" Thinking of this, Dangyang Wu could no longer concern himself with saving face, and immediately turned around, pointing at Yichuan Hong and demanding loudly.

"How would I know what happened? Where would Ying’er get so many lower-tier experts?" Yichuan Hong spread his hands, looking very innocent.

"Stop playing the innocent; that Shadow Edict is yours, isn’t it? My Shadow Guard told me, he’s not a cultivator but could be one of the Nine Streams. Never could I imagine, Yichuan Hong, that you would hire lower-tier fighters as your Shadow Guard, and they’ve even killed dozens of my elite men and injured my son!" Dangyang Wu said with a face turned livid with anger.

"Could you have made a mistake? How could I possibly hire lower-tier people to be my Shadow Guard? The Shadow Edict is undoubtedly a Dual Dao expert, since when did he become lower-tier?" Yichuan Hong argued forcefully.

"So you’re saying, the fellow beside your daughter isn’t your Shadow Guard, and you’re washing your hands clean of this, eh? Are you going to tell me next that Yichuan Ying isn’t your daughter either?" Dangyang Wu asked coldly.

"Yichuan Ying is certainly my daughter, but..." At this point, Yichuan Hong was suddenly at a loss for words, not knowing how to continue.

He naturally couldn’t tell Dangyang Wu that he was prepared to sacrifice his daughter in exchange for their trust. Just the mere mention of such a thing would be tantamount to social suicide.

"Have you run out of things to say?" Dangyang Wu mocked.

"As long as you bring the person before us, everything can be explained, right?" After a pause, Yichuan Hong asked.

"I hope so, otherwise I expect you to explain it well!" As the Patriarch of the Dangyang Family, Dangyang Wu was furious, but he still didn’t dare to completely break off relations, considering they were facing a common enemy.

Taking a deep breath, Yichuan Hong calmed himself slightly, then called out loudly, "Yichuan Long!"

"Here I am!" Accompanying his call, a handsome youth approached him, bowing respectfully in response.

With full temples and a firm tone, it was clear he was a high-level cultivator. Even Dangyang Wu, still angered, couldn’t help but show a look of envy upon seeing him for the first time.

"Go and bring your sister back!" Yichuan Hong ordered sternly.

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