Chapter 225: Liu Yang

"Speaking of which," Wang Changsheng said, flicking his wrist. The Golden Moon Meteor Hammer flew towards a blue-clad youth in his twenties.

The blue-clad youth was enveloped in a blue light barrier and a golden light barrier. Seeing a giant golden sphere hurtling towards him, he quickly rolled to the left. The golden sphere grazed past him, then curved around and slammed into his protective barrier. He was sent flying backward, person and barrier alike. Several magic tools struck him, shattering his barrier and killing him.

Wang Changsheng retrieved his Golden Moon Meteor Hammer and three second-tier flying puppet beasts. The other five flying puppet beasts were loaned to Ye Tong and his two companions.

Wang Changsheng's divine sense was much stronger than cultivators of the same rank; he could scout out situations within a dozen miles. Of course, doing so consumed a great deal of his divine sense.

He summoned the Blue Moon Wheel and flew southeast.

In a dense forest more than ten miles away, a large red tiger was locked in fierce combat with a green leopard.

The red tiger continuously spat out huge fireballs, launching them at the green leopard. The green leopard, in turn, unleashed streams of green wind blades, slicing the large fireballs into fragments.

Both were second-tier low-grade demonic beasts, but the red tiger seemed to have the upper hand.

The red tiger seized a moment when the green leopard exposed a weakness, flicked its tail, and struck the green leopard, sending it flying. A massive crimson fireball then slammed into the leopard, engulfing it in rolling flames.

Taking advantage of this, the red tiger leaped up, pounced on the green leopard, and bit off a piece of its corpse.

Just then, a towering tree suddenly glowed green, revealing Liu Yang's figure.

Seeing Liu Yang, the red tiger assumed he was there to steal its food. Without a word, it opened its mouth and spat out a giant fireball, sending it towards Liu Yang.

Liu Yang summoned a small blue umbrella. He cast a spell on it, and hundreds of blue blades extended from the umbrella's edge.

Rubbing his hands together, the small blue umbrella spun rapidly and flew forward.

The giant fireball slammed into the rapidly spinning blue umbrella, turning into rolling flames. However, the flames quickly dissipated.

The blue umbrella reached the red tiger. The rapidly spinning blue umbrella, with its dozens of rapidly rotating blue blades, disemboweled the red tiger.

This Hundred Blade Umbrella was a medium-grade magic tool, capable of both offense and defense. The red tiger, with its depleted demonic power, was no match and was killed instantly.

"I didn't expect to get such a big windfall," Liu Yang said, beaming. He stored the bodies of the two second-tier demonic beasts in his storage bag, put away the Hundred Blade Umbrella, and summoned a red maple leaf. The red maple leaf grew to about ten feet in size against the wind. He jumped onto it and cast a spell.

The red maple leaf glowed brightly and soared into the sky.

He hadn't flown far when his divine sense detected something flying towards him from behind.

Liu Yang's heart sank, sensing trouble. He quickly summoned the Hundred Blade Umbrella, which emitted a blue light that enveloped his entire body.

With several muffled thuds, three green arrows struck the blue light. They failed to penetrate it, but Liu Yang broke out in a cold sweat.

A blue light appeared in the distant sky, rapidly flying towards Liu Yang. At the same time, six second-tier flying puppets approached from both sides, forming a pincer attack.

Liu Yang's divine sense detected that there was only one opponent, but considering the opponent had three companions, he dared not prolong the fight. He cast a spell, and the red maple leaf beneath him glowed brightly, doubling its speed.

Liu Yang was also using a medium-grade flying magic tool, but Wang Changsheng's magical power was deeper, and he pursued relentlessly, controlling his puppet beasts to interfere with Liu Yang.

A day later, Liu Yang, his face pale, landed in an open area.

He quickly took out a blue pill and swallowed it, his complexion slowly returning to normal.

"You brat, daring to chase so far with just a Foundation Establishment Stage Four cultivation. Since you want to die, I'll grant your wish." The opponent had chased him for so long, their magical power must be depleted. If he could kill the opponent, the five second-tier flying puppet beasts would be his.

Not long after, Wang Changsheng landed, his face slightly pale. After chasing non-stop for a day and a night, he had expected the opponent to escape, but he hadn't imagined they would stop.

Without a word, Liu Yang summoned a shimmering red fan. A lifelike flood dragon pattern adorned the fan's surface. With a gentle wave, countless fiery lights materialized out of thin air, swiftly transforming into a scaled, crimson fire dragon, which lunged at Wang Changsheng, baring its fangs and claws.

He then tapped his storage bag, and the Hundred Blade Umbrella flew out, spinning rapidly as it struck towards Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng was not idle. He immediately released six second-tier flying puppet beasts, which rushed towards Liu Yang.

The six second-tier flying puppet beasts simultaneously unleashed their magic attacks on Liu Yang.

Liu Yang's expression remained unchanged. He fiercely fanned his red fan, and hundreds of crimson fireballs shot out to meet the incoming attacks.

A series of booming explosions echoed, flames surged, and a large wave of air swept outwards.

The six flying puppet beasts swooped down from high altitude, striking at Liu Yang.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Liu Yang's mouth. He summoned a small golden cauldron, which grew in size against the wind.

A lifelike flood dragon pattern was carved onto the cauldron's body, depicted as spewing clouds and mist, exuding immense spiritual energy. It was clearly a high-grade magic tool.

The Wind-Fire Sect possessed a foundational treasure, the Nine Flood Dragon Cauldron. This Golden Flood Dragon Cauldron was merely a replica. The Wind-Fire Sect had forged over a dozen such replicas. Liu Yang had earned this Golden Flood Dragon Cauldron by rendering great service during the war to eliminate the Western Qi.

This magic tool was an auxiliary artifact that could capture an opponent's magic tools. This was the main reason Liu Yang dared to stop and confront Wang Changsheng.

The Golden Flood Dragon Cauldron grew against the wind. Its lid flew off, and a large golden light emanated from within, swiftly enveloping the six flying puppet beasts like lightning, coiling them back into the cauldron. The lid then automatically closed.

The Golden Flood Dragon Cauldron quickly returned to its original size and flew back into Liu Yang's sleeve, disappearing from sight.

Seeing his six flying puppet beasts captured by the opponent, Wang Changsheng was both surprised and enraged. Surprised by the opponent's possession of such an unusual magic tool, and enraged that the opponent had taken his six flying puppet beasts, which made it even more imperative that he not let them escape.

He summoned the Mysterious Ice Banner, giving it a gentle shake. A large barrage of white ice needles flew out, shattering the crimson fire dragon.

Wang Changsheng shook his sleeve, releasing four second-tier puppet beasts: a second-tier medium-grade tiger-shaped puppet beast, two second-tier low-grade spider puppet beasts, and one second-tier low-grade giant scorpion puppet beast.

The tiger-shaped puppet beast let out a roar, then opened its mouth and spat out a thick red beam of light, striking towards Liu Yang.

The two spider puppet beasts lunged at Liu Yang from left and right. The giant scorpion puppet beast's body glowed yellow before it burrowed into the ground and vanished.

Liu Yang had never imagined that Wang Changsheng would possess so many second-tier puppet beasts.

Although the Golden Flood Dragon Cauldron could capture enemy magic tools, it was a one-time use item. If it could capture others' magic tools indefinitely, he wouldn't have needed to flee.