Chapter 163: The Trick

Chapter 163: The Trick

The single word "right" from the Qilin Swordsman left Su Mo speechless for a moment.

"I thought what you were planning was to use the ancestral hall to kill all the members of the Three Absolute Sect."

"That is true, but we also needed to expose this old fox, the Heavenly Gate Master, who has been hiding so deeply."

"Lao Yang clearly had other matters with him, so he couldn't let him go in."

"So, your original plan was to have Ji Feiyang appear at the critical moment to disrupt the Three Absolute Sect's entry into the ancestral hall?"

"Not just him... but also Wu Daoyou," the Qilin Swordsman added.

Su Mo nodded. Although Ji Feiyang had demonstrated the power of the Thousand Blade Flow when he saved Fu Hanyuan, it was a surprise attack, almost a sneak assault.

Only through such means could he barely gain an edge.

Even so, he only managed to force the leader of the Renzi Sect back a couple of steps.

If Ji Feiyang were to act alone, he would certainly die.

But if Wu Daoyou were to join him, dealing with them would not be so easy.

The Heavenly Gate Master is cautious by nature. Once this commotion begins, he will not allow Ji Feiyang and Wu Daoyou to leave easily.

Moreover, Ji Feiyang's intervention is understandable to the Three Absolute Sect.

After all, they owe the Tianmen Escort Agency a life.

Their first reaction, driven by guilt, would be that Ji Feiyang found them and wanted revenge.

Considering other possibilities would be their second reaction.

However, after all the effort and trouble to open this 'hidden treasure gate,' how could they simply abandon it?

They must enter and take a look to set their minds at ease.

But the Heavenly Gate Master, being naturally suspicious, would not risk his own life. Instead, he would send his subordinates in while he observes from outside.

At this moment, the Fallen Phoenix Alliance's people are slaughtering the outer guards of the Three Absolute Sect.

All eyes are focused on the turmoil within.

The leader of the Renzi Sect leads some of the black-robed men into the 'hidden treasure' to meet their doom.

The Heavenly Gate Master stands alone outside, facing the combined attack of Yang Yizhi, Yu Lingxin, the Qilin Swordsman, Ji Feiyang, and Wu Daoyou.

The remaining disciples of the Three Absolute Sect are left to the Fallen Phoenix Alliance to handle.

It is a perfect setup.

This is the outline of Yu Lingxin and Yang Yizhi's entire plan.

Every detail is meticulously crafted to draw out and capture the Heavenly Gate Master.

The only thing they didn't expect was that the Heavenly Gate Master would accidentally capture Fu Hanyuan on the way.

As a result, Feng Baichuan and Liu Mo also arrived.

Thus, when Ji Feiyang rescued Fu Hanyuan, there was no need for Wu Daoyou to intervene.

Feng Baichuan, Liu Mo, Fu Hanyuan, and Ji Feiyang are now the center of everyone's attention.

Su Mo also noticed that the slaughter in the forest had ended.

The Fallen Phoenix Alliance has taken over, surrounding the area tightly.

"Chief Escort Su, will you wait here or join the fray?"

The Qilin Swordsman suddenly drew his sword and asked with a smile.

"You all have put so much effort into this plan. How can I overstep my bounds?

"Now is the time to see your skills. I will stay here and observe the battle for you."

"Good."

The Qilin Swordsman laughed heartily. "Having you here is very reassuring. Lao Yang always treats you like children and doesn't want to involve you, which is a big mistake."

His thoughts differed slightly from Yu Lingxin's.

Yu Lingxin felt she was being malicious.

By breaking Yang Yizhi's protection over Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun, she spoke openly to them.

But the Qilin Swordsman believed that Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun were both highly skilled and exceptionally intelligent.

Such formidable experts are valuable allies. Having Su Mo here to observe and support in case of emergencies is perfectly appropriate.

Just as he thought this, a loud noise suddenly erupted from inside the ancestral hall.

The sound quickly grew into a series of explosions!

The ground beneath their feet shook violently, and the area where the ancestral hall stood undulated as if the earth itself was breathing.

But he was breathing heavily and exploded on the spot.

The ground collapsed, and huge rocks fell, revealing a massive pit.

All the black-clad men led by the head of the Renzi Sect were annihilated within it!

This sudden change left everyone present speechless.

The head of the Tianzi Sect inside the Paradise Pavilion’s face darkened, but before he could speak, several figures flew out from the forest, heading straight for him!

At this point, how could anyone not know?

They had been tricked into a terrible trap?

However, the several experts who had flown over had already locked onto him with their qi, making it impossible to escape now.

He merely sneered:

"Rats, how dare you!"

As soon as these words fell, the four sedan bearers immediately leaped up.

These four were all top-notch martial artists; if they wandered the world alone, they would easily become renowned in no time.

Yet, they were just the sedan bearers of the deputy palace master of the Paradise Palace.

Now, mid-air, they each unleashed their skills, instantly engaging the four incoming figures.

The first one to charge forward was Yang Yizhi, dressed in black. His hands moved like light and shadow, showing no trace of the Canglong Eight Desolate Cloud Spear technique. With a single palm thrust, the sedan bearer's frame shattered, and his fingers converged, grabbing the bearer by the neck.

He spun in mid-air and then threw the bearer forcefully toward the Paradise Pavilion.

"A grain of sand can shine too?"

From within the Paradise Pavilion, a voice that was hard to identify as male or female spoke, followed by the curtain swaying.

An invisible force erupted instantly.

The sedan bearer, who was flying through the air, paused momentarily, his face contorting in pain. In an instant, his body disintegrated into pieces.

Blood splattered, mixed with the force, raining down on Yang Yizhi like raindrops.

"Hmph!"

In mid-air, Yang Yizhi let out a cold snort. His entire body trembled, and without any visible effort, he pressed his palm downward. The flying blood stopped in mid-air, unable to move.

Then he extended his arm, and the blood formed a line, shooting toward the Paradise Pavilion like arrows.

But in front of the Paradise Pavilion, it was as if there was an invisible wall.

The blood hung in the air, accumulating into a ball of blood.

The blood ball deformed on one side, blocked by an invisible force.

At this moment, Yang Yizhi was right in front of it, pushing his palm forward.

The two forces clashed in mid-air, holding steady for only two breaths before a loud crack echoed.

At the point where the two forces met, the blood ball shattered into droplets, scattering in all directions.

Some of these blood droplets hit the black-clad men of the Sanyue Sect, piercing through their chests.

Others struck the surrounding ruins, disappearing into them, leaving only small craters.

When they hit the ground, they left the surface pitted and scarred, a gruesome sight.

Yang Yizhi pushed through the rain of blood droplets, sending his palm forward. Without touching anything, a loud rustling sound filled the air, and the curtains of the Paradise Pavilion turned to fragments.

Inside, on a soft couch, lay a woman of extraordinary beauty.

Her colorful attire barely covered her body, her phoenix eyes filled with a mix of anger and displeasure. She raised her hand and sent a palm strike.

It collided with Yang Yizhi’s palm.

A thunderous boom!

Gale winds rose from the point of impact.

The curtains of the Paradise Pavilion fluttered, stirring up dust in all directions.

Their palms locked, and their inner strength reached its peak. Suddenly, Gu Biyuan’s free hand pressed against the couch.

Instantly, red silk emerged around the curtains, dancing in the air like snakes.

Layer upon layer of curtains entangled Yang Yizhi, wrapping around him in a ball.

"Surprised Light Hand, impressive skills, but see how you can break through this soft embrace!"

As Gu Biyuan spoke, a snow-white leg suddenly kicked up.

She was the deputy palace master of the Paradise Palace, dressed in the most seductive manner, every movement stirring the blood.

Yet, people often overlooked the ruthlessness of her martial arts.

Yang Yizhi, wrapped in the red ball, with his head still outside and one hand still locked in a struggle with the head of the Heavenly Gate, should have found it difficult to defend against this sudden kick.

But somehow, Gu Biyuan’s kick stopped halfway, and she suddenly turned, spreading her fingers and reaching out.

Buzz!!!

In the void, a faint sound of a blade resonated.

Unbeknownst to her, a blade had already been delivered to her back at some point.

The hand holding the blade was as fair and white as jade. As she raised her eyes, she saw a woman of extraordinary beauty, with a sea of killing intent in her gaze, sending that intent continuously into her palm through the blade.

"Jade Soul Killing Technique!? A remnant of the Yu Clan, no wonder you set this trap!"

Gu Biyuan sneered, "But do you really think you can kill me?"

Upon hearing these words, both Yang Yizhi and Yu Lingxin's expressions changed.

At that moment, a fierce sword edge descended from above, drawing a three-zhang-long sword beam that fell heavily... It was the Qilin Swordsman!

Gu Biyuan suddenly looked up, her phoenix-like eyes filled with boundless tenderness:

"Do you want to kill me too?"

In that instant, her voice was soft and sweet, devoid of any ambiguity, instead filled with a hundred twists of tenderness, making one's heart sway.

The Qilin Swordsman, who was the first to face her, felt as if he had never met a more perfect woman, and how could he bring himself to strike such a ruthless blow?

For a moment, his killing intent waned by a third.

Fortunately, the inherited Jade Soul Killing Technique immediately spread through his body, clearing his mind instantly.

But in a battle between experts, a moment is an eternity. In that brief pause, Gu Biyuan's inner strength surged, and Yu Lingxin was the first to be sent flying.

Following that, she flicked her finger, striking the Qilin Swordsman's sword energy.

With a loud crack, the sword beam shattered, and her inner strength found its way through the gaps. The Qilin Swordsman, still in mid-air, spat out a mouthful of blood and fell backward.

Finally, Gu Biyuan's long-prepared kick aimed at Yang Yizhi.

But a rustling sound was heard, and the red ball surrounding Yang Yizhi burst into a shower of red silk.

With two fingers, he pointed, and a dragon's roar echoed!

He used his fingers as a spear, employing the formidable Canglong Eight Desolations Piercing Cloud Spear!

This move was so powerful that even Gu Biyuan dared not face it head-on and had to retreat.

Yang Yizhi would not let her escape and flew after her, engaging in a fierce battle.

As Yu Lingxin landed, she changed her footing and joined the fray.

The Qilin Swordsman spat out the blood in his mouth, lifted his seven-foot Xuan Guang Sword, and attacked again.

For a moment, the four of them fought fiercely, causing sand and stones to fly.

On the other side, three of the four sedan bearers were dead, and the remaining one was evenly matched with Wu Daoyou.

These rapid changes left Feng Baichuan and the others stunned.

They had thought they were here to rescue Fu Hanyuan, but they never expected to witness such a scene.

It was truly confusing.

But there was no time to dwell on it. None of the black-clothed figures around them were ordinary, and their combined attack was difficult to withstand.

Liu Mo roared, "Don't linger, run if you can!"

He knew nothing about the conflict between Yang Yizhi and the Three Absolute Sect, only that they had stumbled into it by accident.

Naturally, he sought to escape.

Suddenly, the sound of battle cries reached them, and a group of people appeared, attacking the black-clothed figures.

Seeing reinforcements, their spirits were lifted: "Kill them all!!!"

When the odds were against them, running was the best option. With help, they could eliminate the threat.

In the chaos, various skills were employed.

Su Mo, Yang Xiaoyun, and Zhen Xiaoxiao remained calm observers.

It wasn't that Yang Xiaoyun could control herself; it was that Su Mo did not let her act.

Yang Xiaoyun always obeyed Su Mo, so she endured, though her eyes never left Yang Yizhi.

Especially when Yang Yizhi used the Canglong Eight Desolations Piercing Cloud Spear, her doubts vanished completely.

Su Mo, however, frowned, sensing that the situation was far from resolved.

At that moment, Gu Biyuan was surrounded by Yang Yizhi, Yu Lingxin, and the Qilin Swordsman.

Yang Yizhi led the charge, his profound inner strength and the combination of the Swift Light Separation Hands and the Canglong Eight Desolations Piercing Cloud Spear made him a formidable opponent, with unpredictable movements.

His style perfectly countered Gu Biyuan's mysterious martial arts.

Yu Lingxin, though not as skilled as the other two, used the family's Jade Soul Killing Technique and her remarkable ability to conceal her presence. Though she struck infrequently, each attack hit a vital point.

Finally, the Qilin Swordsman added his powerful seven-foot Xuan Guang Sword to the mix.

The four of them fought fiercely, and for a while, the battle was evenly matched.

However, this stalemate did not last long. As Wu Daoyou dispatched the last of the sedan bearers with a single sword strike and joined the fray, the situation on the field changed instantly.

Wu Daoyou was not the slowest to resolve his opponent because he was the weakest in martial arts.

Yu Lingxin, relying on the Jade Soul Killing Technique, used a strategy of breaking rather than bending, swiftly attacking the sedan bearer who never had the chance to display his true skills until his death.

The Qilin Swordsman, leveraging the power of the seven-foot Dark Light Sword, caught the sedan bearer off guard and split him in two.

Only Wu Daoyou engaged his opponent straightforwardly, countering each move until he finally delivered the fatal blow.

At this moment, Gu Biyuan found herself struggling to keep up with the battle.

She was ultimately struck by Yang Yizhi's palm on her shoulder, causing half of it to collapse instantly. Following that, Yu Lingxin swept her single saber across Gu Biyuan's ankles, forcing the leader of Heavenly Gate to kneel.

With the Qilin Swordsman pressing the seven-foot Dark Light Sword against her neck, she was finally subdued.

"All matters are settled. Not a single member of the Three Absolute Sect must be left alive!"

Yang Yizhi declared loudly, and Wu Daoyou immediately laughed heartily, "Just as I wished!"

In a flash, he launched himself toward the black-robed figures, striking them down one by one.

Yang Yizhi approached Gu Biyuan, looking down at her, "You have finally fallen into my hands."

"How..."

Despite her current dire state, Gu Biyuan still managed to exude a seductive air as she raised her eyes, "Do you want me to be your constant bed companion, your secret lover?"

A glint of killing intent flashed in Yang Yizhi's eyes, but just as he was about to speak, he suddenly frowned and turned his head sharply.

A flying stone was hurtling toward him, and when he focused his gaze, it was already within three feet of him.

"What?"

Yang Yizhi was taken aback; the stone had approached without any sound, leaving him no time to dodge. He immediately extended his palm.

Buzz!

With a buzzing sound, the stone vibrated three inches from his palm.

However, the immense force pressed upon him, causing him to stagger backward despite his rooted stance.

Fortunately, he channeled his inner strength into his other hand and slapped it onto the back of his extended palm.

The combined force of both palms produced a crack, and the stone shattered into a cloud of dust.

Just as he lifted his gaze, a black-robed figure, looking quite disheveled, appeared before him, raising his hand to strike!

His palm moved like drifting clouds, swift and unpredictable, transforming into countless strikes in an instant!

The Flowing Cloud Palm!

Yang Yizhi's hands moved in front of his chest, and he thrust both palms forward.

With a loud boom, their palms met, and a powerful force surged through him, causing him to retreat step by step.

As he moved, his inner strength spread out, causing the ground to explode and thunderous sounds to echo continuously.

After retreating several yards, the two opponents suddenly switched positions, and Yang Yizhi roared in anger:

"It's you!! You are the true leader of Tianzi Sect!?"

"You know too late!"

The voice of his opponent was devoid of any warmth, but as the inner strength surged, Yang Yizhi's black mask and sleeves were torn away, revealing his true identity.

"Father!"

Yang Xiaoyun cried out in shock, but then she saw a red light descending from the sky.

It was a blade!

The blade, enveloped in a red shadow, descended like a cascade of blood.

The true leader of Heavenly Gate lifted his head and sneered, "Blood Mandarin Duck Blade Ling Hongxia? This is your final trump card? It's nothing more than that!"

He raised his hand, forming a blade with it, and instantly, thousands of blades rose from the ground, slicing upward.

As the blades clashed, Ling Hongxia's form suddenly dispersed, reappearing three yards away.

She stood firm, holding a pair of blood-red short blades in her hands.

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, she shouted in alarm, "His martial arts are too high, we cannot succeed. Lao Yang, retreat quickly!!"

"It's too late."

The leader of Heavenly Gate sneered, "You set up this trap with all your tricks to force me to reveal myself. Now that I am here, how can you leave?"

"You came too late!!"

Gu Biyuan's voice echoed from a distance.

The leader of Heavenly Gate shook his head lightly, "I had to wait for him to fall asleep before I could reveal myself. Now, it is just right."

Immediately, he channeled his internal energy to send Yang Yizhi flying.

However, as the energy circulated, a powerful force suddenly erupted from Yang Yizhi's palm.

"Hmm?"

Caught off guard, the leader of Heavenly Gate was instantly sent flying backward.

But with two palms rotating in front of him, he brought them together and slowly pressed down, landing as lightly as a leaf, without stirring a single speck of dust.

Raising his head abruptly, he saw a young man standing behind Yang Yizhi, half of his body protruding, with a sword case slung diagonally across his back.

His brows furrowed slightly in confusion:

"The head of the Renzi Sect suddenly became the head of the Tianzi Sect... Uncle Yang, how did you pull off this trick?"

"…Xiao Mo?"

Yang Yizhi turned around in surprise, and Su Mo smiled: "Don't worry, don't worry, your nephew is here."