klisemfg Chapter 105 I still underestimated you
Chapter 105 I still underestimated you
As night fell, starlight dotted the mountains and forests, draping this land, which had just experienced a violent upheaval, in a thin veil.
Zhuang Yu held Wang Yao's hand and walked briskly along the rugged mountain path, with the desolate battlefield they had abandoned behind them.
He lowered his head, his fingertips caressing the divine artifact in his hand that emitted a faint halo, a playful smile appearing on his lips.
The artifact felt warm and smooth like jade, as if it were connected to his bloodline. As its power surged, he even had the illusion of looking down upon the world.
"This thing is really good," Zhuang Yu murmured softly, his voice filled with barely concealed excitement.
With a gentle wave, the artifact emitted a clear hum, as if responding to his wishes.
Wang Yao silently followed beside him, feeling the confidence and strength emanating from him, and a strange sense of security welled up in her heart.
She looked up at Zhuang Yu's spirited profile, her eyes filled with tenderness.
As they traveled, the once bustling crowds of cultivators now avoided them like startled birds.
Their faces were filled with awe, and their eyes gleamed with disbelief.
The voices that had once mocked and scorned Zhuang Yu now seemed to have been choked and vanished without a trace.
This kind of star-studded treatment filled Zhuang Yu with an indescribable sense of accomplishment, as if all his efforts and all his forbearance had been released at this moment.
He seemed to see himself standing at the pinnacle of the cultivation world, looking down upon all living beings, with no one daring to challenge him.
He strode forward with his head held high, his steps more powerful, as if the ground beneath his feet was making way for him. This feeling of triumph was truly exhilarating.
He could even feel the awe mixed with a hint of fear in the eyes of the cultivators around him, which made him even more certain that he was no longer the same as before.
Wang Yao sensed the change in his mood, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, revealing a faint smile.
She knew that Zhuang Yu was finally beginning to show his brilliance.
Just as Zhuang Yu was immersed in this sense of reverence, he suddenly stopped and his eyes became deep.
“This thing…” he murmured to himself, his voice low and powerful, as if he were making some important decision in his mind.
He then put the artifact away.
"Zhuang Yu, what's wrong?" Wang Yao asked softly, her tone tinged with doubt.
"It's nothing." Zhuang Yu smiled, a strange light flickering in his eyes. "Let's find a place to rest for a bit."
He spoke casually, but in reality, he already had a plan in mind.
However, the good times did not last long.
Zhuang Yu's act of putting away the divine artifact only fueled the discussions among the surrounding crowd.
They originally thought Zhuang Yu would show off and even use this opportunity to enhance his reputation, but they did not expect him to act in a low-key manner.
Immediately, various speculations and rumors spread like wildfire, attracting even more attention.
Just as they found a secluded cave to rest, Zhuang Yu suddenly felt a sense of foreboding.
He closed his eyes, and the spiritual energy he had cultivated for many years instantly flowed throughout his body. What followed was a powerful baleful aura, which made his heart involuntarily clench.
"Zhuang Yu, what's wrong?" Wang Yao asked with concern, keenly noticing Zhuang Yu's unusual behavior.
"Someone's coming." Zhuang Yu's eyes suddenly sharpened, and his voice carried a hint of vigilance. "And they're quite strong. We must be careful."
Just then, a chilling laugh came from outside the cave, breaking the silence of the night.
A voice echoed in the darkness: "Zhuang Yu, hand over the divine artifact, and I will spare your life."
Zhuang Yu's lips curled slightly. He already had a plan in mind. A cold smile appeared on his lips as he said in a low voice, "You've come at just the right time." Zhuang Yu did not rush to respond to the shouts outside the cave. Instead, he quickly set up several invisible traps formed by the power of the divine artifacts around the cave.
These traps may seem intangible, but they actually contain powerful spatial forces. Once triggered, they can cause serious trouble for any reckless intruder.
After he finished doing all this, he slowly stood up.
"Since you're here, come in." Zhuang Yu's voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly outside the cave, with a hint of provocation.
As soon as he finished speaking, several dark figures flashed into the cave like ghosts.
They were the vanguard of the mysterious force. Perhaps they were too confident, or perhaps they underestimated their enemy. They were completely unprepared and stepped into the trap that Zhuang Yu had carefully set up.
"Ah!" A scream pierced the night sky. A man in black was suddenly bound by an invisible force. His body was as if it were being cut by countless sharp blades, and blood splattered everywhere, a gruesome sight.
The others also fell victim to the attack. Some had their bodies distorted by the spatial force, while others were scorched by flames that appeared out of nowhere. In an instant, screams and wails filled the cave, and everyone was in a terrible state.
Zhuang Yu watched all of this with a cold eye, a cruel smile playing on his lips.
With a thought, the artifact's light flashed again, and the power of the traps intensified, causing the men in black to suffer even more.
He watched as these once arrogant and domineering fellows now howled like lambs to the slaughter, and a feeling of exhilaration welled up inside him.
However, this is just the beginning.
Just as the vanguard was being tormented to the point of near death, an even more powerful aura surged in like a tide.
A group of men in black appeared at the cave entrance like ghosts. The one in the lead was the same person who had previously clamored to seize the divine artifact. This man had a calm aura and his strength had reached the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm. His eyes were sinister and a contemptuous smile played on his lips.
“It seems I underestimated you,” the man said slowly, his voice filled with danger. “However, your struggle ends here.”
Upon hearing this, Zhuang Yu laughed instead of getting angry. He took Wang Yao's hand, and with a flash, retreated to the depths of the cave.
He knew that a head-on confrontation was not a wise move. He would use the surrounding environment and the power of the artifact to maneuver around the enemy and create trouble for them.
The battle erupted instantly, and the men in black surged into the cave like a tide. The light of various spells intertwined, illuminating the entire cave as if it were daytime.
Zhuang Yu moved nimbly among the enemies, using the power released by the divine artifact to create spatial rifts and summon flames, catching his enemies off guard.
Under Zhuang Yu's protection, Wang Yao continuously unleashed healing spells, providing Zhuang Yu with powerful logistical support.
Although her cultivation level was not high, her presence made Zhuang Yu feel more at ease when fighting.
The two sides were locked in fierce combat, and the entire cave was violently shaking from their battle.
The cultivators watching were completely dumbfounded. They never expected that Zhuang Yu could contend with such a powerful force on his own. It was simply unbelievable.
"This kid is really capable!" a cultivator hiding in the shadows exclaimed in surprise. "It seems that another extraordinary figure is about to emerge in the cultivation world."
Just as everyone was discussing, Zhuang Yu suddenly felt a burning sensation on his back. He gritted his teeth and seized the opportunity to launch a counterattack. A spatial rift appeared under the enemy's feet, swallowing several men in black.
Just as he was about to make another move, he heard Wang Yao let out a muffled groan.
He was startled and quickly turned around to look, only to see a bloody mark on Wang Yao's shoulder, clearly from the earlier fight.
Zhuang Yu's eyes instantly turned cold. He looked at the wound on Wang Yao's shoulder with heartache, and a raging fire surged in his eyes.
He suddenly waved his hand, and the divine artifact shone brightly, transforming into a terrifying sword aura that instantly repelled the surrounding men in black.
"You have angered me." Zhuang Yu's voice was low and hoarse, like a demon from hell.
He suddenly stopped what he was doing, looked into the distance, and said thoughtfully, "This battle seems like it could end sooner rather than later."
Zhuang Yu's anger erupted like a volcano. He carefully pulled Wang Yao into his arms, his fingertips gently tracing the shocking scar on her shoulder. An indescribable pain gripped his heart.
He raised his head, his gaze falling tenderly on Wang Yao's face, a mixture of guilt and tenderness.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't protect you." His voice was low and hoarse, with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor.
Wang Yao gently shook her head, a gentle smile playing on her lips. Her eyes were clear as water, reflecting Zhuang Yu's anxious expression.
She reached out and gently stroked Zhuang Yu's cheek. Her fingertips were slightly cool, yet they seemed to possess the power to soothe all pain.
"Don't worry, I'm fine," she said softly, her voice full of comfort and understanding. "What does this little injury matter as long as I can be with you?"
Wang Yao's gentleness was like a breeze, dispelling the gloom in Zhuang Yu's heart. He held her tightly, feeling her faint fragrance, and an unparalleled warmth welled up in his heart.
He knew that Wang Yao was the most precious thing to him in this world, and he would give anything for her.
Just as Zhuang Yu and Wang Yao were enjoying a tender moment, a chilling pressure suddenly descended.
The once bustling battlefield instantly fell silent, as if the air itself had frozen.
Zhuang Yu sensed this aura, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he abruptly raised his head to look in the direction of the cave entrance.
A tall figure slowly appeared in everyone's sight.
The man was dressed in a long black robe that completely covered him, revealing only a sharply defined face. His eyes were as deep as the sea, radiating a chilling light that sent shivers down one's spine.
A powerful aura surrounded him, like a surging tide, constantly impacting everything around him.
"How ridiculous, you're distracted by a woman, Zhuang Yu, your weakness has been exposed." The black-robed man's lips curled into a cruel smile, his voice deep and powerful, like a summons from hell. "However, I've had enough fun, it's time to end this farce."
As the man in black robes appeared, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop several degrees, and a suffocating sense of oppression filled the entire cave.
Zhuang Yu sensed this terrifying aura. He gripped the divine weapon tightly in his hand, his eyes showing no sign of retreat, but rather an unprecedented determination and resolve.
"It seems you are their leader." Zhuang Yu's voice was unusually calm, as if he were chatting with an old friend. He gently shielded Wang Yao behind him, his eyes fixed intently on the man in black robes. "Your strength is quite interesting."
Before Zhuang Yu could finish speaking, the man in black robes moved and disappeared from the spot, leaving behind only a chilling gust of wind.