Chapter 702 - 687: Sneak Attack

At the edge of the Sealed Demon Ruins, Scorpio Mo Qingwu, who was in the middle of a great battle with Asura King Zi You, suddenly turned his attention to the center of the ruins. A hand, like that of a Divine Demon, reached out to grab Shen Lang.

Shen Lang, who had long anticipated this move, immediately summoned nine Spirit Pattern Pillars.

Before the mountain-like pressure and the giant hand could arrive, the nine Spirit Pattern Pillars moved rapidly, bursting with immense light. With a BANG, they sank into the ground and vanished without a trace!

Mo Qingwu’s sharp claws dug a hundred-meter-deep crater where the main hall had once stood. However, Shen Lang and the others, along with the Barrier trapping Naluo King, had completely vanished from the coverage of his Divine Thought!

"This is impossible!" Mo Qingwu’s face filled with disbelief.

At almost the same instant, taking advantage of Mo Qingwu’s distraction, Asura King Zi You’s figure spun rapidly. He teleported behind Mo Qingwu as silently as a ghost.

A palm, wreathed in the Qi of Death, silently struck Mo Qingwu’s back!

"REEE!"

A heart-rending, bestial roar escaped Mo Qingwu’s lips as he thrust his right elbow backward with lightning speed!

Facing Mo Qingwu’s fast and vicious attack, the well-prepared Asura King Zi You’s expression remained unchanged. He bent his wrist slightly and held his Longsword horizontally across his chest, blocking like a shield.

The next moment, Mo Qingwu’s elbow struck the flat of the Longsword!

A blinding flash of light erupted between them, and a terrifying, bone-chilling Energy surged outward from the epicenter of their clash!

Asura King Zi You and Scorpio Mo Qingwu both grunted in pain, their bodies flying away in opposite directions, one up and one down!

While still in mid-air, Mo Qingwu’s body suddenly expanded, transforming into a hundred-zhang-long, dark-red scorpion!

The giant scorpion crashed to the ground with a thunderous BOOM, carving out a huge crater. From the center of this crater, the scorpion’s bloodthirsty eyes stared hatefully at Asura King Zi You in the sky.

"The Undying Seal Technique! You dare use the Undying Seal Technique when you’re already severely injured?"

A harsh sound, like metal scraping against metal, came from the scorpion’s mouth.

A faint wisp of Death Qi could be seen coiling around the massive scorpion, impossible to dispel completely.

In the sky, Asura King Zi You wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered, "Why wouldn’t I dare? The most decisive way to kill someone is to first put yourself on death’s door. That’s why you lost."

"You’ve been hit by my Undying Seal Technique. Even if you don’t die, you’ll be crippled. Not even your master, the Candle Dragon, could do anything about it, hmph!"

Mo Qingwu’s enormous head shook violently. "You were already injured when you took my elbow strike, and then you activated the Undying Seal Technique on top of that. Your body suffered a backlash from its power as well. You’re not in much better shape!"

The Asura King smiled calmly. "Fool. I suffered backlash from the Undying Seal Technique countless times when I first began my Cultivation. What does a little blowback like this matter now?"

"Such deep scheming! Asura King Zi You truly lives up to his reputation!" A red light flared in the scorpion’s eyes on the ground as it let out a roar.

Mo Qingwu, who originally had the upper hand, had now lost track of Naluo King and been struck by the Asura King’s Undying Seal Technique. Fear began to take root in his heart.

Previously, when the Asura King was severely injured, he was no match for Mo Qingwu and had only been fighting evasively, trying to tie him down.

But now...

Their last exchange may have seemed like an even match, but the Undying Seal Technique was no small matter. It almost completely ignored physical defenses, piercing through his Armor and carapace to strike him internally.

Right now, Mo Qingwu’s Divine Soul and the Demon Power throughout his body were burning. If he recklessly used his Demon Power, he would only die faster.

The Asura King, on the other hand, had used his Longsword and Armor to block and deflect most of the force from Mo Qingwu’s counterattack.

Now, their physical conditions were more or less the same!

Most importantly, Naluo King, who was supposed to be Sealed, had vanished along with the Barrier. There was no trace of him within a five-hundred-li radius, which was utterly unbelievable...

The Zombie that had appeared out of nowhere had also disappeared.

"My lord, what should we do?"

The five Emperor Martial Realm experts all gathered by Mo Qingwu’s side.

Light flashed around the giant scorpion’s body, and it reverted to its human form.

Mo Qingwu clutched his chest with one hand, staring coldly at Asura King Zi You in the sky.

’Although it ended in mutual injury, my side still holds the advantage for now.’

’At the very least, my five Emperor Martial Realm experts are more than enough to crush those two.’

But the problem was, Mo Qingwu didn’t want to fight anymore. If he continued and the Undying Seal Technique fully activated, he would die a horrible death even without the Asura King having to lift a finger!

’The mission is important, but saving my own life is more important!’

Thinking this, Mo Qingwu sneered, "We’re leaving!"

With a flick of his sleeve, a dark power enveloped the five Emperor Martial Realm experts, and he vanished from the spot with them in tow.

After Mo Qingwu and his men disappeared, Asura King Zi You, who had been elegantly wiping his Longsword in mid-air, suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood!

"My lord, are you all right?"

Feng Han and Liu Haojia rushed forward to support him.

Zi You glanced down with a grim expression, coughed twice, then tapped three points on his own body before saying, "You two, come back with me. Help me heal."

Liu Haojia was taken aback. "Then... what about Lord Naluo King and Yan Bing?"

Zi You glanced at the deep crater below, a strange light in his eyes. "You might not recognize those nine Spirit Pattern Pillars, but I once heard an old fellow mention them... They belong to our War God Hall!"

"What?! Is that boy down there one of our War God Hall’s people?" Liu Haojia exclaimed in shock.

Feng Han pondered for a moment before saying, "Could it be that the boy is a descendant of the Five-Colored Banner? Of our War God Hall’s scattered members, besides the Eight Celestial Kings, only the even more mysterious Five-Colored Banner remains..."

Asura King Zi You shook his head. "I can’t be certain. But his methods were able to deceive both me and Mo Qingwu. His abilities are simply heaven-defying. Perhaps there’s a chance he could even rescue Reincarnation... COUGH, COUGH... For now, let’s return to our base and heal, to prepare for any powerful enemies we might face later!"

Without lingering, the three of them immediately retreated to Chaotic Cloud Peak, more than three hundred li away from the Sealed Demon Ruins.

The flattened ruins finally returned to their former tranquility.

At this moment, about three hundred meters beneath the deep crater Mo Qingwu had created, nine massive Spirit Pattern Pillars emitted a faint glow, concealing all auras.

And within the space enclosed by the nine Spirit Pattern Pillars, Shen Lang’s finger slowly moved toward the Candle Dragon Black Flame...

"Stop! Kid, do you have any idea what you’re doing?" On the other side, Yan Bing saw this and jumped in fright, rushing over to stop Shen Lang.

Yan Bing practically roared, "This is the Candle Dragon Black Flame! The Candle Dragon Black Flame, you hear me? You absolutely cannot touch it! Even I wouldn’t dare to touch it, do you understand?"

"I know," Shen Lang said with a nod. "You’ve said it hundreds of times. How could I not know?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Shen Lang’s paused finger shot forward and gently poked the Barrier formed by the Candle Dragon Black Flame!

A strand of Black Flame immediately shot up his finger with a FWOOSH and spread across his body!

Shen Lang’s entire body was engulfed in a layer of Black Flame, as if he had been set ablaze!

"It’s over..." Yan Bing’s face turned ashen.

He didn’t care about the life or death of this strange boy. The key was, if Shen Lang died, who would rescue Naluo King?