Chapter 78 — Six
The Sword Questions the Heavens · Page 8 of 8
Each with his own thoughts, the two of them waited here for Daoist Daoyan. But their quiet did not last long; suddenly the sound of footsteps arose, and both were greatly alarmed, thinking it would be best if Qi Hao and the others had arrived—otherwise...
Yet it seemed Heaven itself had set itself against the Canglan Sect. A moment later, five demon cultists appeared, and the leader was none other than that impostor Shangguan Lue who had just ambushed Master Pucheng. Seeing the two of them there, he bared his teeth in a savage grin and rushed at them, while one of the others peered toward the path behind them.
Lin and Zhang paled. Lin Jinghong's thoughts raced. From the look of these five, he knew they were no common fighters; never mind dealing with them—whether the two of them together could even hold against all five was another question entirely. But the Phantom Moon Grotto-Heaven that Daoist Daoyan had entered lay behind them, and under no circumstances could these men be allowed inside. In his anxiety he suddenly hardened his heart, made his decision on the spot, and said in a low voice to Zhang Qingyue, "Xiaofan, I'll draw them off to the other side—you hold fast here!"
Zhang Qingyue was stunned and had not yet understood when Lin Jinghong had already charged out, the Dragon-Slaying Sword transforming into a beam of green radiance as he hurtled straight at the five men in black, his momentum surging mightily.
The false Shangguan Lue and the others frowned, startled, and their faces at once grew grave. They had not expected a mere junior disciple of the Canglan Sect to possess such cultivation. They immediately surrounded him, leaving only the false Shangguan Lue to direct the assault, while he kept watch on Zhang Qingyue's movements as well.
Lin Jinghong exchanged several blows with them, and indeed it confirmed that these demon cultists were no shallow practitioners. Three of them were only slightly inferior to him, but the leader's cultivation was a match for his own. Now, with four attacking at once, he was immediately at a disadvantage.
Lin Jinghong frowned deeply and did not linger in the fight. He at once broke free and retreated toward the other branching path. The false Shangguan Lue pondered for a moment, then took the three and gave chase. A moment later, only one man in black and Zhang Qingyue remained standing where they were.
The man in black gave a cold laugh and looked toward Zhang Qingyue, and saw that the youth seemed to have heard something, and was slowly raising his head.
What met his eyes was a pair of blood-red eyes, brimming with a nameless, savage ferocity!
In the quiet forest of Canglan Mountain, birds suddenly started up in flight and fled, and a clamor arose.
Far off in the distance, faint and distant, came once more the furious roar of the water qilin, echoing across heaven and earth!