Soaring of Galaxia
chapter-502

"Boss, what's going on?" That Second with the Lion-Nose also realized something was clearly wrong.

The giant guy with the scattered hair revealed a stern expression. Encountering a sudden ambush at this Dispersed Praying Mountain was something absolutely outside of their expectation. Earlier, they were worried about getting attacked at the Orderly Mountain prefecture. Unexpectedly, they had encountered an accident at the Dispersed Praying Mountain, the place in which they thought to be absolutely free of danger.

"Third, what do you think of the power of that spiritual beast?" The giant guy with the scattered hair asked in a low voice.

Clearly, that skinny guy still appeared frightened as he said with stammer: "Boss, the situation was frantic, I could not see what kind of level he is at. I only know that he is powerful. Before him, Fourth did not have the slightest chance to resist. He was taken at once."

The trace of an eerie glint appeared in the eyes of the big guy with the scattered hair. Apparently, he was considering something.

After a moment, he had an idea as he turned around to speak to that guy with the lion-like nose: "Second, Third, most likely this spiritual beast is targeting us with a clear strategy. According to Third's description, that spiritual beast should have strength at the Profound Void Martial Stage. In that case, the three of us will not win against that spiritual beast. This way, we are not the first ones here!"

That guy with the lion-like nose seemed to visibly shrink back. To them, the mention of Profound Void Martial Stage was too daunting to them. It's not something they could provoke.

Even the big buy with the scattered hair, the boss of the Creek Mountain Six Devils, only had the strength of a Transformation Void Martial Stage. When a Transformation Void Martial Stage opposed a Profound Void Martial Stage, it would only be a death sentence.

"Boss, then what should we do?"

These two stopped their gaze on the face of the guy with the scattered hair as they were waiting for his decision.

That big guy with the scattered hair said in a low voice: "If that bastard is on to us, it won't be easy to escape. For sure it would be difficult to move forward. In our current situation, there is no room to advance or to retreat. What do you think we should do?"

"We will listen to Boss!"

At this moment, those two guys were losing their wits and calm.

The big guy with the scattered hair nodded. He no longer hesitated and said: "If retreating, it will be a dead end. If he is targeting us, he will not let us go. And to advance will mean death! If retreating and advancing will lead to death, we must not choose the stupid and cowardly way to die! Ever since we started martial arts, we were prepared mentally to face death at any time. However, I firmly believe that even in death, it must have its worth. Thus, I've decided that we will keep moving forward and split into three teams. Even if that spiritual beast is powerful, all three of us will take one path and make a gamble of luck. In case one or two of us can get out alive and enter the human countries, the others will not have died in vain!"

The person with the lion-nose and that skinny Third exchanged a look and agreed with Boss's decision. Both nodded: "Ok, Boss, it's done!"

The big guy with the scattered hair extended his palm and placed it on top with the other two.

"Remember, let's aim to stay alive and regroup in the human countries!"

"Let's go!"

These three had come from a freelance martial artist background, thus they were resolved in the face of life and death. Not to mention they were mentally prepared as they knew that regardless of going forward or backwards, if that spiritual beast intentionally sought them, they would not hold for much longer even if they stayed.

Three figures sneaked quickly towards the direction of the human countries. At the same time, they used their own methods to rush away.

The body of the big guy with the scattered hair became concealed by a sphere of earthen-yellow light and disappeared from above the ground. He used a long distance earth evasive spiritual talisman that was much more useful than ordinary earth spiritual talismans. One use of it would allow him to escape to a few hundred miles away from the current place.

With this talisman, he firmly believe that he would escape the pursuit from the spiritual beast at the Profound Void Martial Stage. He knew that if the spiritual beast was a flying type, it would not excel at underground movement. As long as he put a few hundred miles of distance between them, it would not be a problem to escape from the tracking.

Of course, he was feeling somewhat guilty. In the previous arrangement he had made, it sounded as if the three of them had an equal chance to escape. In fact, he knew better than anyone that with all three of them escaping separately, it was equivalent to the two other people covering him. It was because the other two had no evasive spiritual talismans.

"Second, Third, I hope you are lucky!" After feeling a trace of guilt emerge inside his heart, the big guy with the scattered hair stopped thinking about it.

Although the Creek Mountain Six Devils had been together for a few decades and shared a rich relationship, at this crucial moment of life and death, having one of them escape would be better than a total annihilation.

Even if he felt guilty inwardly, the big guy with the scattered hair would not regret his decision.

…

At one of the boundaries of the Dispersed Praying Mountain, Qin Wushuang stood there calmly and fixed his concentrated yet determined gaze forward. Under his emotionless gaze, it carried a coldness.

"Master, we already took out three guys. The other three guys are on the run. Precious Pig and Mystical Horse already went to welcome them. The other one is using an earth evasive spiritual talisman to rush forward." This was the information brought by the Hissing Sky Phoenix.

Qin Wushuang said with a smile: "For the one that ran away, let's make it a test of Mole's skills."

"Ok, Master, I will scout the places ahead and see if there are any other fishes approaching."

Qin Wushuang nodded: "If there are any, don't let them approach. If there is a greater number, let Precious Pig and Mystical Horse join hands to take care of it."

With three spiritual beasts at the Profound Void Martial Stage, and Qin Wushuang overseeing everything, indeed their formation was solid. The so-called "Creek Mountain Six Devils" were only a warm up.

Qin Wushuang knew that more good shows would appear later. Of course, the strength of these six people were not weak. Or else, they would not have arrived at this Dispersed Praying Mountain the fastest.

At this moment, Qin Wushuang's heart was as calm as a still lake. There were not a single ripple. He only had one thought: Only retreat, never advance. Those who retreated would not get killed. Those who tried to cross the border, will not be left alive!

"Master…" After about an hour, a ray of yellow light emerged from the ground. Next, Mole also popped out and offered a head with scattered hair, "A guy charged into my territory, I bit his head off without any efforts. Please inspect and accept."

Qin Wushuang glanced at it and indeed, it was that head of the big guy with the scattered hair. He said indifferently without looking again: "Nicely done! Take care of the corpse and continue to stay at your post."

Upon hearing the compliment from his master, the Sky Pilfered Mole had been greatly motivated as he nodded and said: "Ok! Please rest assured Master, I will not let go of any fish that had escaped the net!"

Qin Wushuang nodded and did not say anything else.

Presently, at the foot of the Monkey King Mountain, a few dozen freelance martial artists had arrived from the Xuan Yuan Mound. These people had arrived in groups of three to five. None of them had come alone.

Clearly, none of these freelance martial artists from the Xuan Yuan Mound were idiots. They knew that even in the human countries, this trip would not be a mere vacation. They would not have any winning chance if they had gone alone. Thus, these people had formed groups of three or five. Unexpectedly, more people had arrived after they had entered the Dispersed Praying Mountain.

Currently, a few dozens of at least ten people teams had gathered. Naturally, among these people, there were strong and weak groups.

Only, everyone could not understand the reason of stopping here. When the people that had arrived later saw everyone stopped here, they all decided to stop as well.

"I say, why are we all stopping here?" A guy with the red scarf bound to his head cried out.

Others glanced at him and a few impatient ones also followed to create a disturbance: "That's right, this is not the human countries, why would we stop here?"

"Yes, it's not some tricks played deliberately by someone and trying to get a head start by letting us stay here? Who stopped here first?"

As soon as this question was asked, everyone looked at each other and started to accuse the others.

At this time, a young man dressed in silver robes and had silver hair said with a cold laugh: "I was the one that stopped here first. You can go if you want. I didn't force you guys to stop here."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was in a commotion. Each of them revealed pair of glaring eyes as they felt they had been tricked. A few hot-tempered ones squeezed their fists, causing crunching sounds and appeared as they were looking for trouble.

That young man with the silver hair said with disdain: "What, are you going to make a move?"

"Kid, don't be too arrogant! Speak, what schemes are you planning?"

That silver-haired young man smiled lightly: "Scheming, just with you lot, are you worthy of me playing tricks on you? I enjoy the view here, are you even qualified to deny me?"

Among this group of freelance martial artists, someone had recognized this silver-hair young man as he cried out: "This person is Silver Crown Snake, Ying Long, everyone be careful!"

That trace of a smile on the corner of that silver hair young man's mouth appeared even more eerie.

"Watch out?" That silver-hair young man laughed eerily, "It seems it's too late to be careful now? Watch your feet."

As soon as these freelance martial artists saw him revealing a treacherous smile, each of them felt their blood run cold. They looked down and saw the vegetation beneath their feet had withered and was emitting waves of green smokes.

Next, someone cried out miserably as the back of the feet started to give off a piercing "jeering" sound. In fact, the flesh started to rot at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"What's going on?"

"Ah, deadly toxin! This is highly corrosive poison!"

Each of these martial artists cried out. Some with quick reactions regained their senses and swore at Ying Long: "Silver Crown Snake, give us the antidote!"

"Everyone go together, kill him!"

"Yes, even if we die, we must not let him have his way!"

Feeling indignant at the injustice, the crowd's temper flared up. Among their heated curses, waves of miserable cries were mixed within. One after another, the poison worked its way through at a rapid speed.

Waves of green smoke also emerged surrounding the body of Silver Crown Snake Ying Long. He had disappeared without a trace as he had completely merge into the void with the smoke.

Indeed, this Ying Long was a warrior specialized at using poison!

With a flash of silver light in the air, Ying Long's body already flew into the sky with the green smoke. He left behind a cold echoing laugh and gave three short whistles. He seemed to have calling to his comrades as he departed in a whoosh.