Chapter 2026: Wind Yao in Trouble

“Not good, a Void Refinement cultivator is approaching!”

Wang Changsheng frowned, quickly stowing his puppet beast and magic treasures. He and Wang Ruyan burrowed into the ground and vanished.

A few minutes later, a streak of green light flew from the distant horizon, appearing above the dense forest. As the green light faded, it revealed a burly young man in a green robe. A pair of massive green feathered wings were on his back, their surfaces crackling with countless green electrical arcs. It was Qing Yu, an elite disciple of the Thunder Crane clan, who had been drawn here by the explosive sounds of a battle.

He gazed at the chaotic ground, his brows furrowed deeply. A flicker of surprise appeared in his eyes as he quickly walked over to a giant pit about three meters wide. Inside the pit was a block of black ice, emanating an bone-chilling cold.

Qing Yu flicked a finger, and a green electrical arc shot out, striking the black ice block. The black ice suddenly shattered, turning into a large scattering of black ice shards which spread across the ground. Anything that came into contact with the black ice shards instantly froze, the ice layer turning black.

“Xuanming Qi? No, that’s not quite right!” Qing Yu murmured to himself, a thoughtful expression on his face.

He conjured a gleaming jade bottle and poured a spell into it. The green jade bottle immediately emitted a hazy green glow, enveloping the black ice block and drawing it into the bottle.

The jade bottle’s spiritual light dimmed, and it suddenly froze, turning into a black jade bottle. It fell from mid-air, shattering into pieces, and the black ice layer expanded significantly.

Qing Yu was stunned, his face filled with shock. The scene before him exceeded his imagination.

His brows furrowed, and his mind raced. He took out a green jade slip and probed it with his divine sense.

After a moment, he withdrew his divine sense, his expression turning solemn.

“Water of the Styx River! How could there be Styx River water here? Have outsiders infiltrated this place? Or has someone found the legacy of Master Xuanfeng?” Qing Yu frowned deeply, speculating.

Unable to figure it out, he stopped pondering. He took out a gleaming green mystic compass and cast a spell into it. Countless green runes surged forth, forming a green arrow about a foot long. The green arrow spun rapidly, its tip finally pointing northwest.

“First, I’ll rendezvous with my clan members. I hope Jin Yao and Mi Yan haven't gotten ahead of us. Master Xuanfeng’s legacy must belong to our Thunder Crane clan.” Qing Yu muttered to himself, then transformed into a streak of green light and flew towards the northwest.

In a dense black forest, Feng Yao was currently battling a captivating purple-robed maiden.

The purple-robed maiden’s skin was like congealed cream, her face adorned with several green spirit patterns. A pair of purple feathered wings on her back crackled with countless purple electrical arcs, and her eyes were purple.

“You’re not from one of the three clans, how did you get in here?” the purple-robed maiden demanded coldly, her face filled with killing intent, as countless purple electrical arcs surged from her.

Feng Yao did not reply. He took out a hazy green feather fan and lightly fanned it. Immediately, a fierce wind erupted, a torrent of green gale sweeping forth, instantly transforming into a green wind dragon over three hundred meters long. It soared directly towards the purple-robed maiden.

Wherever the green wind dragon passed, the ground tore open, and earth and stones crumbled. Ancient towering trees exploded, turning into countless fragments.

The purple electrical arcs around the purple-robed maiden surged, and she suddenly vanished from her spot. The green wind dragon missed its target and proceeded to destroy dozens of towering trees.

Behind Feng Yao, a purple lightning bolt suddenly flared, as the purple-robed maiden abruptly appeared behind him—Lightning Escape Art!

The moment the purple-robed maiden appeared, the purple electrical arcs on her body seemed to be guided by something, shooting directly towards Feng Yao.

Boom! A tremendous explosion resounded, and blinding purple lightning engulfed Feng Yao’s figure, a faint, agonizing scream echoing from within.

After a moment, ten thousand streaks of green light emerged from within the purple lightning, the dense green light tearing apart the purple lightning.

The purple-robed maiden was enveloped by hundreds of green rays of light, as if paralyzed, unable to move. Her eyes were filled with terror.

Feng Yao’s right hand transformed into a claw, and he struck towards the purple-robed maiden’s head.

Just then, Feng Yao seemed to sense something. His body flickered, and he abruptly vanished from his spot.

A ripple appeared in the void, as a gleaming golden bird claw materialized out of thin air and swiped downwards. However, Feng Yao was too fast, and the golden bird claw struck nothing but air.

Feng Yao’s face was filled with vigilance. He conjured a green orb and cast a spell into it. A hazy green gale surged out, enveloping his entire body.

A streak of golden light flew from the distance, revealing a corpulent young man in a golden robe. The golden-robed youth had a hawk-like face with a prominent nose, and a pair of golden feathered wings, about three meters wide, on his back. Their surfaces crackled with countless golden electrical arcs.

Feng Yao’s pupils contracted, and his expression turned grim. His luck was terrible; he had encountered someone from the Thunder Crane clan, which was not good news at all.

“Wind Escape Art? Which clan are you from? How did you get in here?” The golden-robed youth frowned deeply, his face filled with confusion.

It was well known that the Thunder Crane clan, the Fire Dolphin clan, and the Golden Condor clan—the three clans—controlled the Profound Wind Grotto-heaven. Outsiders were absolutely forbidden from entering.

“Did the Fire Dolphin clan or the Golden Condor clan pull some strings? To send more of their clan members in?”

The three clans had reached an agreement: each would send twenty people into the Profound Wind Grotto-heaven, one Void Refinement cultivator and nineteen Soul Transformation cultivators.

“He’s stubborn; he wouldn’t say anything no matter how I asked,” the purple-robed maiden said coldly, her face filled with killing intent. “Let’s subdue him and directly search his soul.”

Just then, a powerful shout resounded, like a peal of thunder.

The purple-robed maiden and the golden-robed youth’s faces twisted, and their bodies trembled slightly.

Seizing this opportunity, hundreds of gleaming, massive axe blades shot towards them, landing on their bodies one after another.

The purple-robed maiden and the golden-robed youth were instantly sent flying backward. Large numbers of feathers fell from their wings, and they were covered in blood.

They crashed heavily into the dense forest, colliding with over a dozen towering ancient trees, and began to vomit blood uncontrollably.

Above the golden-robed youth’s head, a golden lightning bolt flared, and a gigantic Golden Condor puppet beast suddenly appeared above him. The Golden Condor puppet beast’s claws swiped towards the golden-robed youth’s head.

The golden-robed youth reacted quickly. Countless golden electrical arcs surged from his body, striking the Golden Condor puppet beast one after another. At the same time, he crossed his arms and blocked forward.

A painful scream resounded. Several horrific bloody gashes appeared on the golden-robed youth’s arms, with bone faintly visible. This was despite him being a demon clan member; if he had been an ordinary human cultivator, his arms would have been severed.

A thunderous roar echoed, as numerous towering ancient trees exploded. A blue fist projection, several hundred meters large, charged towards the golden-robed youth with a world-shattering momentum. Wherever it passed, towering trees turned into splinters.

The blue fist projection quickly reached the golden-robed youth. The golden-robed youth found it hard to breathe.

He opened his mouth and spat out a dazzling golden lightning bolt, which struck the blue fist projection.

With a loud bang, the blue fist projection exploded, turning into sky-filled blue water vapor. Seven faint blue lights shot out. The golden-robed youth blocked four of them, but three blue lights pierced through his eyes.

An agonizing scream pierced the air. The golden-robed youth collapsed to the ground, his face filled with disbelief.