Chapter 4443: Wang Chuanming's Trouble

"There's too little information; otherwise, Friend Wang might be able to deduce it. I wonder if the Kunlun Dao Ancestor could deduce it," said Nangong Yuwei.

"If Bagua Divine Lord hadn't perished, perhaps he could have deduced it!" Nangong Dezhi sighed.

Bagua Divine Lord was a Great Luo Golden Immortal and also a disciple of the Kunlun Dao Ancestor. He mastered the laws of destiny and perished during the great battle between Kunlun Immortal City and the Hunxie King tribe.

"Could it be a Dao Artifact? The twelve major Chaos Beast tribes are all stirring, which is quite unusual," Nangong Yuwei speculated.

"It's hard to say; it might even be a mutated Primordial Spirit Treasure. The Ten Directions Mother-Child Pagoda also grows stronger by devouring Primordial Spirit Treasures. Pass down the order: pay close attention to the movements of the Chahar tribe. If there's any significant progress on this matter, inform me immediately," Nangong Dezhi instructed.

"Yes, Old Ancestor," Nangong Yuwei replied.

In Qinglian City, Jiugong Peak, Wang Qiulin, Wang Qingbai, Wang Qingshan, and Xiahou Yao were seated around a green tea table, chatting idly.

"Qiulin, you can't even deduce it?" Xiahou Yao asked, somewhat surprised.

"There's too little information; it's impossible to deduce. This treasure has alarmed Nangong Dezhi, who specifically emerged from seclusion to inquire about it, which shows it's extraordinary. Once this treasure appears, it will surely cause a bloodbath," Wang Qiulin analyzed.

"Lihe and Huayue are currently monitoring the Hada tribe. Any important clues will be reported immediately. For now, there's no news," Wang Qingshan said.

"Why not let Chuanming keep an eye out and see if there are any clues?" Wang Qingbai suggested.

The Wang family's dark hall's intelligence-gathering capabilities were far inferior to those of the Yama Palace. After all, the Yama Palace had existed for a very long time and had numerous peripheral organizations. Since Wang Chuanming joined the Yama Palace, he had provided the Wang family with many clues.

"To be safe, I'll go myself to contact Chuanming," Xiahou Yao stated.

Only a few high-ranking members of the Wang family knew that Wang Chuanming had joined the Yama Palace. If they could use the Yama Palace's intelligence network to uncover the origin of this treasure, it would be easier for the Wang family to respond.

"Then I'll trouble you," Wang Qingshan said.

"It's no trouble at all; we're all working for the family," Xiahou Yao said seriously.

After chatting for a while, Xiahou Yao departed for the Tianming Sea Region.

In a certain azure part of the Tianming Sea Region, sea breezes gusted. A golden streak of light pierced the sky, moving swiftly.

Soon after, the golden light stopped above a deserted island, revealing Wang Chuanming's figure, who had a pair of golden feathered wings, wreathed in lightning, on his back.

"You've been following me for so long; it's time to show yourselves!" Wang Chuanming's tone was cold.

"You know we're tracking you, yet you stopped. It seems you're very confident in your divine abilities! No wonder you dared to kill our tribesmen," a cold female voice rang out.

No sooner had the voice faded than a white rainbow appeared in the distant sky, flickered, and stopped, revealing a flying boat shimmering with white light. Five men and one woman stood on the white flying boat. The leader was a curvaceous young woman in a white dress, who possessed cultivation at the Grand Perfection stage of a Golden Immortal. The other five were all at the late stage of Golden Immortal.

"The Snowfang Tribe!" Wang Chuanming frowned, realizing the Snowfang Tribe had traced him.

"Attack, and finish this quickly," the young woman in the white dress commanded.

She performed a hand seal, and a large expanse of white halos burst from her body, heading straight for Wang Chuanming. Wherever the white halos passed, the void and the sea surface froze, and copious white snowflakes drifted down from high above, causing the temperature to drop rapidly. The five men either activated their laws or unleashed mid-grade immortal artifacts to attack Wang Chuanming.

Wang Chuanming opened his mouth and spat out a stream of golden flames, meeting the incoming attacks. The golden flames collided with the white halos, which instantly disintegrated as if encountering their nemesis.

A white light shone above Wang Chuanming's head, and a giant white seal appeared. Before it could strike down, an extreme chill enveloped him, freezing the very void. Wang Chuanming immediately felt as if he had plunged into an ice cellar, and his body shivered.

Before he could dodge, a resonant bell chimed, and simultaneously, several treasure-glowing immortal artifacts flew towards him.

Golden light burst from Wang Chuanming's left hand, and a golden, shimmering spear appeared. A stream of golden flames surged from its tip, striking the white seal. With a muffled clang, tiny cracks appeared on the surface of the giant white seal.

"A high-grade immortal artifact!" the young woman in the white dress exclaimed, her eyes burning with desire.

Wang Chuanming's golden feathered wings on his back gently flapped, and he vanished from his original spot.

The next moment, Wang Chuanming appeared behind the young woman in the white dress and the five men. He swung his golden spear directly at the six of them. Just as the six were about to cast spells to dodge, a sky-piercing bell chime resonated. The five men's bodies trembled, and expressions of pain contorted their faces. The golden spear effortlessly pierced through their protective immortal light and then through their heads.

The white jade pendant on the young woman's chest glowed with a soft white light, leaving her unaffected. She opened her mouth, and seven white-glowing flying daggers shot out. They instantly merged into a single massive white blade, slashing towards Wang Chuanming.

Wang Chuanming raised his right hand, sending the golden spear flying. Golden light flared from his right hand, and a golden shield emerged from his palm, blocking the massive white blade. The white giant blade struck the golden shield, causing it to shake. A thin crack appeared on its surface, but quickly, after the golden shield glowed with a golden light, the crack healed.

The young woman in the white dress hastily conjured a small mirror shimmering with white light. She cast a hand seal into it, and the small white mirror emitted a stream of white ethereal light, heading towards the golden spear. The white ethereal light was torn to shreds by the golden spear as if it were made of paper.

Taking advantage of this moment, as the young woman in the white dress was about to dodge, a golden ray of light descended from the sky and enveloped her, causing her eyes to become vacant. The golden spear pierced through her defense and then through her head.

From the moment Wang Chuanming made his move until he dealt with the six Golden Immortal cultivators, less than ten breaths had passed. He possessed too many immortal artifacts—sound-type, illusion-type, soul-type, defensive, and more—effectively making him a mobile armory. The six Snowfang Tribe cultivators were simply no match for him.

Wang Chuanming summoned a golden pagoda and collected the Nascent Souls of the young woman in the white dress and the five men. He then flew into the pagoda. After a moment, Wang Chuanming emerged, his brows deeply furrowed.

The Snowfang Tribe's Old Ancestor had declared that Wang Chuanming must be brought to justice, precisely because he had seized the Blood Yuan Disk. The Snowfang Tribe suspected he had obtained the Heavenly Mystery Box. The Snowfang Tribe had over a dozen Grand Unity Golden Immortals, making them a significant force. Wang Chuanming had eliminated the invaders this time, but what about next time? If a Grand Unity Golden Immortal were to act, could he escape?

Thus, the Snowfang Tribe had become a sharp sword hanging over his head, ready to strike at any moment. The Yama Palace could not possibly engage in a death struggle with the Snowfang Tribe for Wang Chuanming; he was merely a Golden Immortal cultivator. Fortunately, the Wang family stood behind him, and his family would always be his reliance.

Wang Chuanming put away the golden pagoda and departed from the area.