Chapter 630 - 341: The Chain Scheme, Killing Trap on the Island! (Part 2)

The third lotus flower quickly coalesced and then bloomed brilliantly.

At this point, the flowers of spiritual power, Gang Force, Qi blood, and martial momentum, along with the Three Flowers of Essence, Qi, and Spirit, blossomed above Baili Feng’s head alone.

Yet this was not the end.

Baili Feng took another step forward, and at the moment he stepped down, the three flowers bloomed in unison and began to resonate. In a matter of seconds, they faintly transformed into a massive humanoid silhouette, identical in form to Baili Feng.

Suddenly, a vast aura as mighty as the rivers and seas spread out instantly. With Baili Feng at its center, everyone within a radius of ten zhang or more, whether disciples of the Cyan Fish Gang or the sea pirates, were shocked and ceased their fighting.

They felt as if they were suddenly amidst towering waves, an overwhelming pressure causing severe stagnation in the circulation of their Qi blood, power, and spiritual power, resulting in major loss of control.

"Three Flowers Gathering at the Top, even Three Flowers Unification?! ... No, this is impossible?!"

"No, how can you have reached such a realm, an illusion, all of this is an illusion!"

At this moment, Sikong Li’s face showed unprecedented agitation, even more so than when he had been severed an arm and knew he would soon perish on this island.

He struggled bitterly, having spent his whole life unable to progress beyond Three Flowers Gathering at the Top.

Yet today, the former defeated subordinate under his hand had surpassed him to reach the realm he had dreamed of, not only achieving it but even further touching the true Upper Three Grades.

This instantly ignited Sikong Li’s thirty-plus years of unrelenting frustration, hesitation, and torment.

"Crack!"

The sound of subtle shattering echoed in Sikong Li’s ears and mind, audible only to himself, not from his physical body but from his soul and the heart of his Martial Dao.

His Tao heart completely collapsed at this moment, shattered into pieces!

"Ah—"

A large mouthful of blackened clotted blood burst from Sikong Li’s mouth. Feeling the embryonic form of a Grandmaster’s Force Field belonging to a Half-Step Great Cultivator, Sikong Li’s eyes lost all fighting spirit and luster within a few moments, and then he exuded a sense of desolation and decay, seeming to have aged over a decade in those few seconds.

Clang.

The long saber Sikong Li had just taken from his right arm fell from his hand. He appeared deranged, muttering constantly.

"Why... why..."

The muttering abruptly ceased. Facing the shattered Tao heart and the impotent Sikong Li, Baili Feng felt no interest anymore and slowly raised his Whale-Slaying Saber, bringing it down.

As the head fell to the ground, the muttering slowly dissipated into the world, but Baili Feng vaguely heard a final cold laugh and sneer from Sikong Li’s mouth, whether it was an illusion or not.

"Sikong Li vanquished!"

Holding Sikong Li’s head, who died with eyes wide open, Baili Feng let out a low roar.

"The Vice Gang Leader died just like that?"

Seeing Sikong Li beheaded with their own eyes, a group of sea pirates turned pale, their resolve utterly crushed by despair. They knew everything was too late, everything was over.

"Mighty Young Master!"

"Young Master has achieved great success in the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top Divine Skill. The bandit chief Sikong Li has been vanquished. Kill them all, brothers, kill them all!"

Conversely, the Cyan Fish Gang disciples seemed to be on a high, their eyes red as they charged forward, fearing they would miss their chance if they were late.

For every sea pirate they slew, they could claim a bounty from the County Mansion and receive a second, more substantial bounty from within the gang, and the merits from killing sea pirates could also be accumulated for climbing upward or exchanged for cultivation resources within the gang.

"Big brother should now count as a Half-Step Third Grade... this battle is over."

Su Mu carefully sensed the embryonic form of the Grandmaster’s Force Field emanating from his big brother Baili Feng. This pressure was much more solid than that of the Tao Family Law Enforcement Hall Master Tao Jidong in the past, but the threat it posed to Su Mu still had a significant gap compared to Li Family’s Li Heng.

"No wonder Li Heng dared to draw his sword against a Tao Family Great Cultivator back then."

Su Mu instantly understood that even among Half-Step Great Cultivators, there were still significant differences. For now, his big brother’s strength was not yet on par with Li Heng. Moreover, not only was Li Heng’s strength formidable, but he also had a Half-Step Second Grade Spirit Treasure level White Flood Dragon Ancient Sword at his side, which nurtured a sword spirit.

In some respects, Li Heng was no different from a Taoist Dongxuan Realm Great Cultivator, the only difference perhaps lying in lifespan.

"Ah!"

Screams echoed one after another. The Cyan Fish Gang disciples fought with high morale, while the sea pirates were filled with dread. The situation rapidly turned into a one-sided slaughter.

The Cyan Fish Gang disciples wielded their blades decisively, showing no intention of capturing any sea pirates, solely intent on rooting them out completely and thoroughly.

"Spare us, spare us, brave Cyan Fish Gang heroes, we are willing to surrender and will henceforth submit to the Cyan Fish Gang!"

However, faced with the sea pirates’ tearful pleas, the Cyan Fish Gang disciples showed no mercy, relentlessly unleashing their blade soldiers, turning the scene into a river of blood.

Su Mu witnessed this with calmness, having no sympathy for the sea pirates in his heart. His eyes could discern that the bloodthirsty aura from these sea pirates was several times thicker than that of the Black Mountain Army from before.

This bloodthirsty aura was undoubtedly due to intercepting merchant ships on their journeys; those who kill are ultimately killed themselves, as it has always been throughout history.

If they had lost today, the sea pirates would certainly not have spared them.

Not long after, the last sea pirate became a corpse, but the screams still lingered above the island, echoing in the Cyan Fish Gang disciples’ ears.

After some time, each Bloodlust-filled Cyan Fish Gang disciple slowly calmed down, breathing heavily, before beginning to clean the battlefield at Baili Hongtang’s command.

"Sikong Li was the Vice Gang Leader of the Jiao Blood Gang, ranked eighth among the Thirteen Great Bandits; his men must be very wealthy, quickly tally the battlefield."

"Increase the reward of the spoils by ten percent, distribute them at thirty percent, everyone will have a good year when they return this year!"

"Hahaha, thank you, Young Master, Second Miss!"

"Mighty Young Master!"

All the Cyan Fish Gang disciples grinned and beamed, sheathing their blade soldiers and eagerly beginning to clean up the battlefield.

But not long after.

"Woooo—!"

The urgent sound of horns shattered the peace of the battlefield cleanup; this worrying horn sound came from the sea. The battle-hardened Cyan Fish Gang disciples on the island immediately recognized it, not as the horns of the County Mansion or other major forces’ fleets.

"Enemy attack, it’s an enemy attack!"

"This is the sea pirates’ charge horn!"

The Cyan Fish Gang scouts and personnel left on the ten warships quickly issued a warning, collectively blowing the warning horn that they had detected an enemy attack.

"We’re in trouble; everyone stop counting spoils and return to the warships immediately!"

Baili Hongtang’s expression tightened, immediately realizing the severity of the situation, decisively ordering everyone to return to the warships, at which point Sikong Li’s treasures were no longer of concern.

"Pass my order, everyone return to the warships immediately!"

His big brother Baili Feng also promptly issued an order, the Cyan Fish Gang disciples, even amid vigilance, showed a hint of confusion as they hurried towards the direction where the warships were anchored against their post-battle fatigue.

If there really was an enemy coming, they must return to the warships first before making plans, whether the other side intended to take advantage of the situation or had plotted this, it meant they were prepared.

Put in their place, if it wasn’t for plundering treasures but intended for total annihilation, Baili Hongtang realized the first thing the opponent would likely do would be to destroy their warships anchored on the island’s perimeter, thereby trapping them completely on this nameless island in the deep sea.

Once trapped on the island, they would be in an extremely passive and even deadly situation.

Su Mu had the habit of considering the worst-case scenario when thinking about issues, and though this was his first time at sea, he roughly guessed the impending situation.

"Sea pirates, the attackers are sea pirates!"

"See the flags, it’s people from the Jiao Blood Gang, Xuan Snake Gang, and Black Water Gang... there are no fewer than fifteen warships over twenty zhang, and no fewer than twenty-five fast boats!"