Chapter 527: Chapter 527: Interception

The worshippers cried out and fled.

Only the temple’s custodians and their men remained, their expressions shifting rapidly before they charged toward Yuan Chu’s group.

The Xuandao Sect disciples gave them a casual glance before their blades swept out, cutting a swath through them.

All the charging Cultivators lost their lives.

Cultivators of this caliber were clearly not the source of Duke Mo Hai’s confidence, but merely a crew scraped together to run the temple.

Yuan Chu led nine people and, following Bai Mo’s description, charged into the small temple at the back.

Suddenly, with a loud RUMBLE, the small temple collapsed.

The pot-bellied figure of Duke Mo Hai flew out from within. An old man sat slumped amidst the ruins, panting like a bellows.

The shrine that housed the temple’s master was covered in cracks, on the verge of shattering.

"You just had to do this the hard way!"

Duke Mo Hai struck, about to kill the old man.

Yuan Chu immediately shot into action. His long arms flew out, and with three sharp CRACKS, he struck the incoming divine light, shattering it.

"Haha! Why so impulsive, Duke Mo Hai? Getting angry at your age is bad for your health!"

"The scenery at my Xuandao Sect is wonderful. Why don’t you come back with us for a visit? It’ll be a good opportunity to cultivate some peace of mind."

Duke Mo Hai’s expression faltered when he saw Yuan Chu.

"The Sects... a nagging pestilence. Now, they have become a tail too big to wag. What a tragedy!"

Yuan Chu roared with laughter, leaping up and charging at Duke Mo Hai, his fists flying.

Duke Mo Hai heard a WHOOSHING sound. He had barely steadied himself before several fists had already landed.

He flew into a rage, his body erupting with divine light as he began to fight back against Yuan Chu.

But the Sect Disciples unleashed all their Magical Artifacts, suppressing his divine light. Duke Mo Hai was at a complete disadvantage.

He took several more punches, and his fighting spirit began to dwindle.

He risked a glance outward, only to see the Xuandao Sect disciples circulating their Spiritual Qi, their energies linking together to form a great net.

If he tried to break out, he would inevitably fall into the net, making a complete fool of himself.

High above, Bai Mo watched the pot-bellied Duke Mo Hai struggling to break free, only to be blocked by the disciples at every turn.

"Duke Mo Hai isn’t getting away."

Youling’s spirits lifted, and he said:

"Now, we should hurry back to the Sect. Speed is of the essence. That way, the Divine Beings along our route won’t have time to make trouble for us!"

Bai Mo shook his head and said calmly, "Don’t indulge in such wishful thinking."

"Our martial brothers passed through the territories of several Divine Beings on the way here. It’s naive to think they weren’t spotted."

"For all we know, word has already gotten out."

Just as he spoke, the sounds of fighting and shouting erupted in the distance.

Bai Mo turned to look and saw a group of Cultivators charging into the city, their auras flaring as they attempted to provide aid.

"Charge! Save our Divine Lord!"

They vaulted over the city walls, but before they could even gain their footing, Arrays materialized beneath them or hidden traps sprang forth.

Many were thrown into chaos. Just as they were about to react, soldiers rushed out of the shadows and hacked them to death.

"So Duke Mo Hai was secretly maintaining a force of Core Formation Cultivators! He was harboring treacherous intentions!"

A Cultivator in military armor emerged and said in a grave voice.

The survivors seethed with hatred. ’First, we help our Divine Lord overcome this crisis. Then we’ll deal with these bastards.’

This private force of Duke Mo Hai’s was formidable. In this region, they would have been nearly unrivaled.

The most valiant warriors among them who managed to get close were swiftly beheaded by flying swords, their headless bodies toppling to the ground.

By dawn, the last of them had exhausted their tricks and fallen at the hands of the Xuandao Sect and the Grand General of Shuofang Country’s men.

Yuan Chu had toyed with his opponent all night, personally witnessing Duke Mo Hai use all manner of deadly techniques and even split into a thousand copies in an attempt to escape.

Divine Dao Mountain’s knowledge of them was profound; many Divine Beings likely didn’t understand themselves as well as Divine Dao Mountain did.

Yuan Chu produced various Magical Artifacts that dismantled Duke Mo Hai’s divine light, broke through his transformation Divine Techniques, and forced him back to his original form.

He captured him alive on the spot.

Fearing his captive would commit suicide, Yuan Chu even took out a Pill Furnace and lit a stick of poisoned incense.

Duke Mo Hai refused to inhale, but a few muffled POPS sounded from within his body.

The power of Yuan Chu’s incense was overwhelming. It surged through Duke Mo Hai’s body, incapacitating him with poison in an instant.

Youling hurried down from the sky and, together with Yuan Chu, thoroughly inspected Duke Mo Hai.

"This guy really didn’t have a way to commit suicide prepared."

After a moment, Youling scratched the back of his head and said as much.

Duke Mo Hai sneered and said with defiant pride:

"So what if I’m your prisoner?"

"When you try to transport me, you’ll naturally be intercepted by my allies. I regret now that I never learned other methods, but my allies are masters of every kind of killing art."

"Do you realize what a grave mistake you’ve made?"

Yuan Chu laughed heartily, took out a finger-thick golden rope, and bound him tightly. Then he called Bai Mo over to administer a concoction.

Bai Mo took out the ingredients. His Divine Thought manifested a Pill Furnace, and his arms became a blur as he executed his technique. In no time, he had refined a batch of three different Pills.

The Pills were stuffed into Duke Mo Hai’s mouth. The divine light surrounding the Divine Being immediately extinguished, and the swirling aura of incense dissipated.

Yuan Chu’s eyes lit up, and he exclaimed in admiration:

"To think you can even destroy a Divine Being’s power... Junior Brother, your skills are becoming more and more superb!"

"When we get back, could you sell me some of these Pills?"

Bai Mo smiled and nodded. "Of course, of course."

Duke Mo Hai was furious, yet also terrified by the sensation of his power draining away.

Yuan Chu hauled him up and tossed him onto the Flying Ship. The Xuandao Sect disciples prepared for immediate departure.

Before leaving, Bai Mo looked toward the master of the small temple. To trap Duke Mo Hai for that brief period, the old man had truly put his life on the line.

The old man’s shrine was damaged, and he himself was seriously injured.

But at least he had survived the ordeal. With help from Captain Su, gathering enough incense to recover wouldn’t be a problem.

"Old Sir, I’ve fulfilled my promise. I’ll be on my way now!"

Bai Mo bade him farewell.

The old man nodded and waved, watching as the Xuandao Sect’s Flying Ship became a streak of light and vanished into the distance.

The Grand General’s personal guard swarmed in from all directions, forming an impenetrable perimeter around the temple ruins. Captain Su was among them.

Another period of turmoil was about to begin in Shuofang Country.

However, as long as it didn’t affect their tributes, the Xuandao Sect generally didn’t concern itself with such trivial matters.

...

Bai Mo’s Flying Ship traveled within a larger formation, returning at top speed.

He had Youling take out a map. After the two of them looked at it for a moment, both of their eyes began to twitch.

"According to our current route, we have to pass through the territories of twelve Divine Beings to get back to the Sect."

"Have the reawakened Divine Beings already become this rampant and widespread?"

Bai Mo took a deep breath, looked at Ah Er beside him, and said:

"Brace yourself. The rest of the journey will likely involve some vicious fights. Don’t get thrown off..."

Ah Er nodded with a solemn expression, instinctively tightening the cloth pouch on his chest.

Youling, however, tried to reassure them.

"The various Divine Beings are still outwardly on peaceful terms with the Sect. They shouldn’t attack us directly. Otherwise, it would be a loss of face for everyone involved."

The words had barely left his mouth when a furious whistling rang out.

A massive hand, wreathed in golden light, slapped up from below. It arrived in an instant, large enough to envelop the disciples’ entire fleet of ships.

Everyone’s expression changed drastically as a mournful cry carried on the wind.

"How tragic! My poor friend, what crime could he have committed to be treated in such a manner?"

This was a Divine Being, outraged at the treatment of his own kind, brazenly attacking in an attempt to free the captive.

Duke Mo Hai grew excited.

"The Sect is treacherous! They attacked me without provocation! Friend, save me!"

He craned his head over the side of the ship to look down, but his expression suddenly changed.

"Oh no! Friend, get out of here! Now!!"

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