CHAPTER 780: CHAPTER 780: GRAND HALL, CIRCULAR LIGHT GATE!

"Oh, really?"

Upon hearing Lan Mingwei’s words, Zhu Fei’s expression suddenly turned cold.

Without waiting for the Qinghai Swordsman to react, five huge and differently colored Sword Qi peaks had already thundered towards him!

At the same time, several enormous palm prints, each a hundred meters long, also smashed down on Lan Mingwei’s head!

Considering that the conflict between himself and Qinghai Immortal Island was almost irreconcilable, and given Lan Mingwei’s ignorance of danger, Zhu Fei decided to extract some interest from them today.

Perhaps only someone like Lan Mingwei, even now, would be unaware of the discord between him and Zhu Fei.

He never expected that Zhu Fei would attack without even a warning.

This left him both shocked and furious, and he couldn’t help but show a ferocious expression and said, "Zhu Fei, you’ve got some nerve! How dare you lay hands on me! Qing Feng, kill him! Kill him now for me!"

"Boom!"

Before Lan Mingwei had even finished speaking, he saw several huge palm prints already pressing dangerously close to the top of his head.

This caused the Alchemist Zhao, standing beside Lan Mingwei, to be utterly terrified.

While warning Lan Mingwei to be careful, he himself tried to resist Zhu Fei’s wave of attacks by summoning a Dao Artifact.

However, how could the Heavenly Vault Hand by Zhu Fei be so easily resisted?

As a Late Tribulation Stage Alchemist Zhao, just after he had summoned the Dao Artifact, it emitted a series of overwhelmed sounds.

Suddenly, with a loud "boom," the area where Lan Mingwei and Alchemist Zhao were located suddenly erupted in a horrifying shockwave, spreading incessantly in all directions through the empty air.

"Stop!"

Just then, a deep mature male voice suddenly echoed in the void.

And as this voice fell, the previously wildly tumultuous void, as if brushed by a sweeping cold ice, instantly issued a "crackling" sound and was directly smoothed out.

Suddenly witnessing this scene, Zhu Fei immediately narrowed his eyes.

Because he saw, right where Lan Mingwei and Alchemist Zhao were located, an ancient token emitting a faint white light, standing in the void, was radiating waves of gentle energy ripples.

In the heart of this token, an elderly man in an ancient robe, exuding authority without anger, seemingly possessed a regal majesty.

Well, what do you know, Lan Mingwei had such a High Grade Dao Artifact on him; in that case...

Zhu Fei’s lips suddenly curled into a smile as he extended his hand and grabbed it. The ink-green Star Dream Moon Sword suddenly appeared out of thin air in his hand.

Then, Zhu Fei’s mana surged within his body, holding the Star Dream Moon Sword, he swung fiercely at Lan Mingwei and his companions.

The next moment, countless dazzling lights shone, pearls like gems surrounded Lan Mingwei and his companions, and with intense twisting and rotating forces, suddenly surged forward!

"Lan Mingwei, today my Sect will spare you, but if there’s a next time, I will completely annihilate you!"

Zhu Fei gave a long howl, completely disregarding the extremely ugly expressions on Lan Mingwei and the others’ faces, directly broke through the space, and in an instant, dashed into the entrance of light and shadow.

"Boom boom boom..."

As Zhu Fei stepped through the portal of light and shadow, the space around Lan Mingwei and the other two became violently unstable.

The swordsman known as Qing Feng and the High Grade Dao Artifact Token suddenly paled in shock.

Qing Feng immediately shouted, "Not good! Young Master Lan, we have to leave now, the portal’s space is collapsing, we must leave immediately!"

After speaking, Qing Feng, disregarding the five Sword Qi peaks above them and the twisting forces of the spinning stars around them, forcefully grabbed Lan Mingwei and Alchemist Zhao, joining forces with the High Grade Dao Artifact Token and frantically fled into the distance!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

However, before Lan Mingwei and the others had gotten far, a series of extremely violent explosions erupted behind them.

The raging airwaves, the wild aftermath, the shattered void, and the surging ripples, like the most ferocious and bloodthirsty beasts, slammed viciously against the protective mana set up by Lan Mingwei and his companions!

In an instant, including Qing Feng, all three of Lan Mingwei’s group couldn’t help but feel a sweetness in their throats and suddenly spurted a large mouthful of fresh blood.

It turned out that Zhu Fei had been the first to notice the instability of the portal’s space during their recent confrontation.

Taking advantage of this, he resolutely used his most intense and wide-ranging Sky Meteor Divine Skill, directly detonating the space portal.

Not only temporarily cutting off the opportunity for Lan Mingwei’s group to enter the Central Sky Wilderness, but also inflicting heavy damage on them along with their Dao Artifact, killing two birds with one stone.

"Damn it! Absolutely damning! I will kill you! Zhu Fei! I must kill you!"

Looking at the temporarily sealed Central Sky Wilderness portal, Lan Mingwei roared madly in the void.

His eyes red, his face twisted with rage, the venom and hatred in his heart almost leaping out of his chest.

In his eyes, Zhu Fei was just a lowly Sect Master, incomparable to him, the son of the lord of Immortal Island.

Yet now, he had fallen into his opponent’s trap and was beaten so miserably—who wouldn’t harbor hatred?

...

Regarding the hatred and frustration in Lan Mingwei’s heart, Zhu Fei was unaware, and even if he knew, he wouldn’t care.

At this moment, he had already appeared in a tremendously magnificent hall.

Zhu Fei was surprised to find that, aside from himself, there were no fewer than several hundred people inside the hall.

These people wore different clothes; there were cultivators from Central State, from other regions of Jiu Zhou, and even quite a number of demon cultivators from the Endless Star Sea.

At the forefront among these people was a circular Light Gate.

Zhu Fei observed his surroundings for a while and noticed that from time to time, people would enter the circular Light Gate; others also came through it from the outside into the hall.

However, what puzzled Zhu Fei was that almost every cultivator who entered from the outside had injuries, light or severe.

Moreover, some had extremely pale faces with eyes filled with terror.

Zhu Fei was a bit puzzled by this phenomenon, unable to understand why these Great Cultivators, at least at the Harmonization stage, would react this way.

Could it be that behind that circular Light Gate, there was something extremely powerful, or utterly terrifying?

"Just as this fellow Daoist here, I am Yannan Shan, and I wonder if you would be interested in joining us to explore the Blood-colored Wilderness together?"

Just then, a relatively gentle voice of a young man suddenly rang out behind Zhu Fei.