r18novel Chapter 48 Bloodbath at Bright Peak
Chapter 48 Bloodbath at Bright Peak
September, Kunlun.
Yellowed, withered grass carpets the earth, creating a wondrous scene of golden yellow intertwined with emerald green when viewed from afar.
Gou Mengyu arrived at the foot of Kunlun Mountain at the agreed time.
Three warriors, clad in heavy white armor that covered their entire bodies except for their eyes which peeked out from under their face shields, had been waiting there for some time.
Each of the three held a different weapon—Nie Feng wielded a nine-curved broadsword, Bu Jingyun carried a long sword across his shoulder, and Shi Tianze carried a spear on his back and held a long sword.
Bu Jingyun had an iron chain around his waist, with an iron coffin box attached to the end of the chain.
"You made my master wait for seven days."
The leading warrior spoke to Gou Mengyu without any emotion.
"We are just mortals, so naturally we are slower than Chief Yang."
"But now that you've come this far, where is he?"
Murong Yan ignored the indifference of the three people in front of her and instead looked around.
Shi Tianze glanced at it indifferently, turned and left, gesturing for others to follow.
The four of them continued on their way and came to a pool of water at the foot of Bright Summit.
Sensing the arrival of the group, Yang Kang slowly rose from the cold pool. He stepped onto the white water and walked step by step to the shore.
"Young Master Murong, there are not many things in this world that would make me spend seven days waiting."
"I hope that today's trip to Bright Summit will be worthy of my anticipation."
As Yang Kang stepped ashore, he was surrounded by rosy light and rising steam. Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun had already opened the coffin behind them.
Inside was a massive suit of heavy armor and a terrifyingly long heavy sword.
Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun skillfully helped Yang Kang put on his armor and helmet.
Yang Kang picked up the heavy sword with one hand, casually twirled it, and draped it over Murong Yan's shoulder.
Murong Yan suddenly felt a cold sweat break out.
"Lead the way, Young Master Murong."
On Bright Peak, the patrolling Five Elements Flag followers suddenly realized something was wrong.
Birds occasionally took flight from the woods, and before they could react, four fierce-looking warriors clad in heavy armor and a man in a black robe hidden in the shadows had already arrived at the mountain gate.
"Who goes there, daring to trespass on the gates of my Ming Cult!"
Faced with the menacing group, the gatekeeper shouted alertly, while simultaneously sounding the alarm.
Almost at the same instant, dozens of Five Elements Banner followers surged out from the valley.
Their formations guarding the mountain gate were perfectly coordinated, with each side responding to the others.
Murong Yan, hidden in a black robe, felt a chill run down her spine at Yang Kang's refusal to let her infiltrate through the secret passage, instead choosing to attack the Ming Cult's mountain gate directly.
Before he could speak, Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun, and Shi Tianze had already rushed out.
Three figures, like savage beasts, coldly and cruelly severed the bodies of the Five Elements Banner followers before they could even react, their wails echoing through the mountains.
Suddenly, a dull hum of mechanical clicks came from the rock walls on both sides of the mountain path, and several giant ballistae shot out from the cave.
The crossbow bolts were as thick as a child's arm, their arrowheads coated with potent oil, and their tails burning with blinding flames. Nine fire arrows whistled through the air, heading straight for the three men.
The rocket struck the heavy armor, producing a dull metallic impact.
However, the armor was made of extraordinary iron, and the crossbow bolts were deflected with only shallow scratches.
The three charged into the crossbow formation. Nie Feng swept his sword across, cleaving the crossbow and its rider in two. Bu Jingyun's longsword fell, leaving limbs and broken bodies scattered everywhere. Shi Tianze swept his iron spear across, and brains bloomed like flowers.
Yang Kang simply placed the heavy sword on the ground and walked forward step by step.
Although Murong Yan felt a chill run down her spine, she could only follow in his footsteps.
Beside Yang Kang, Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun, and Shi Tianze acted like the most loyal guards, frantically slaughtering every Ming Cult member who got too close.
The three men fought tirelessly, paving a bloody yet comforting path for Yang Kang.
The Five Elements Banner troops, who had retreated to the second line of defense, stopped fighting and let out several sharp whistles.
Suddenly the ground collapsed, and dozens of thick iron chains sprang up from the ground, wrapping around the legs and waists of the three people.
The iron chain was connected to an underground winch, which was pulled by dozens of flag bearers working together.
Nie Feng roared and advanced instead of retreating, his nine-curved broadsword drawing an arc, severing the iron chains and sending fragments of iron flying.
Bu Jingyun let the iron chains wrap around his entire body, then violently shook his heavy armor, causing the iron chains to shatter inch by inch. The flag bearers he was controlling were flung away by the broken iron chains and crashed into the wall.
However, several iron chains still wrapped around Nie Feng's lower back from the dark corner, slightly halting his movement.
Shi Tianze leaped up suddenly, his long sword spun and cut the iron chains that had been binding him. Then, his spear shot out like a snake, thrusting three times and sending the approaching bannermen flying.
Ming Cult members are often more ferocious than ordinary Jianghu gangs, but they are not truly fearless of death.
Seeing that the group was almost invincible like monsters, some people were so frightened that they fled, while others reported the news of the powerful enemy's attack to Bright Peak.
The leader of the Ming Cult was awakened from his seclusion and was furious when he heard that someone had attacked the headquarters and caused chaos.
"How many years has it been!"
"Since Fang La's defeat, our Ming Cult has fled to the summit of Kunlun in the Western Regions for a hundred years, yet someone still manages to storm our Ming Cult headquarters and cause chaos!"
"I will skin them alive and hang their skins on the mountaintops!"
With his roar, the remaining members of the Ming Cult poured out and surged toward the mountain gate.
But anger cannot change the nature of ants. Soon, the three of them broke through the Ming Cult's mountain gate, escorted Yang Kang, and went straight to a large hall built in a mountain cave.
The main hall is decorated to resemble the shape of a karst cave, giving it a strange and eerie appearance amidst the towering mountains.
The seemingly eternally burning flames on the left and right sides of the main hall were actually interspersed with a divine light.
Outside the main hall, the heavy stone gate, weighing hundreds of kilograms, was tightly closed.
The remaining Ming Cult members in front of the gate fought and retreated, carrying out several giant pottery jars and smashing them on the square.
The viscous, fiery oil spread rapidly along the stone slabs, and torches were thrown down, completely blocking the path to the main hall with flames reaching half a person's height.
Shi Tianze stood behind the two men, his gaze darkening.
He let out a low shout, channeling his inner energy into his spear, which hummed and trembled before shooting out at lightning speed.
A long spear, carrying an overwhelming force, pierced through the sea of fire, sending all the attacking bannermen, along with their swords, flying.
Those bannermen who had not yet been affected retreated in terror, and no one dared to take another step forward.
Yang Kang stepped forward from behind, holding his sword in one hand. His Nine Yang True Qi suddenly erupted, and the crimson true qi enveloped his entire body like an invisible protective shield.
He stepped into the sea of fire, each step creating a vacuum zone that forced the flames back three feet.
The four figures, their white armor reflecting the raging flames, looked from afar like four demons emerging from the fire.
Yang Kang dragged the greatsword with one hand, sliding it along the bluestone wall between the squares, watching as the stone door of the main hall turned slightly.
As if sensing their master's gaze, Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun suddenly began to run, charging forward like steel behemoths, stirring up a rain of blood and bits of flesh.
The two men arrived at the stone gate and each threw a punch. The stone gate, weighing hundreds of pounds, was reduced to scattered stones in the blink of an eye.