CHAPTER 665: CHAPTER 533: BO QING’S "GREAT TRIBULATION

Purple Bamboo Ridge was vast, and Bo Qing bolted to draw away the disciples of the Hunyuan Sect.

In his younger years, he was a lazy sort; he hadn’t learned much of the Demon Sect’s Demon Techniques, but his skill in escaping was first-tier.

Especially since he was a mischievous child, every time he caused trouble, he would be chased by his own father, the Sect Master of Jueqing Sect, like a monkey, scurrying all over the Jueqing Sect.

The group of more than twenty Hunyuan Sect disciples followed Bo Qing, and every time they were about to catch up with him, he would suddenly disappear.

But just when they were about to give up, Bo Qing would pop up again like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

Jun Yu soon realized, Bo Qing seemed to be deliberately toying with them and had no intention to engage in a fight.

He suddenly remembered something.

"Not good, we fell for their distraction strategy. Quick, back to Purple Bamboo Forest."

Earlier, blinded by greed, he only thought of capturing Bo Qing, but it now struck him that Bo Qing might have accomplices. The remaining Qiankun Purple Gold Bamboo must not fall into the hands of the Demon Sect.

But when Jun Yu wanted to counterattack, it was too late.

"Thinking of leaving? It won’t be that easy." A red shadow soared through the air, like the rising sun.

A thread was tied to a Jade Bell, swooshing as it hit directly on the back of a Hunyuan Sect disciple.

That disciple screamed miserably, his ribcage shattered, spewing out a stream of fresh blood, and fell from the sky in despair.

It was Bo Qing’s Beidou Exchange Bell that had killed a person, and just as Ye Lingyue had previously said, the Sword Array fell into great disarray.

The bell, like entering an unguarded territory, struck down one and quickly retreated, returning to Bo Qing’s side.

The red thread on the Beidou Exchange Bell, now bloodied, thickened slightly, with the scent of fresh blood flowing on it.

"Do you know, because of you, my loss today has been great. Let me think about how to kill each of you one by one." Bo Qing spat out, a sultry and bewitching look on his face tinged with annoyance.

He almost had a taste of beauty just now, but it was these Hunyuan Sect bastards who spoiled his chance and made him miss the opportunity.

Jun Yu and the others were shocked, yet they didn’t know what they had done to offend Bo Qing.

He suddenly realized that this Young Sect Master of the Jueqing Sect was not as simple as he imagined.

After the panic, Jun Yu quickly regained his composure.

"Form the formation."

Although Bo Qing had killed one, and the Sword Array was damaged, Jun Yu himself was a Sword Cultivator. By filling the position, they could still form the Mixed Element Sword Formation.

More than twenty disciples of the Hunyuan Sect, with their Primordial Power concentrated, one held the Big Bell and one held the Willow Leaf Sword, launching them into the sky.

The momentum of the Sword Cultivators also surged considerably.

Bo Qing stared at the two swords, smirked lightly, and flipped his hand, revealing a Thunder God Pearl.

Without a second word, Bo Qing tossed the Thunder God Pearl, ready to explode, towards the Big Bell.

The Thunder God Pearl contained abundant Thunder Power. Once detonated, thunder roared loadly.

Jun Yu, in the midst of the Sword Array, felt as if a bolt from the blue struck him. Multiple flashes of Thunderflash hit his body, causing tearing pain in his Dantian. Except for Jun Yu, who fared slightly better by guarding his heart with Primordial Power, the other numerous disciples were taken by surprise and turned into char.

"You... such a vicious move!" Jun Yu barely steadied his figure, blood seeping from his mouth and nose.

Bo Qing’s eyes gleamed with bloodthirst. With a wave of his hand, another Thunder God Pearl appeared in his grasp.

"Can’t withstand it already? Tsk tsk, the Hunyuan Sect is really pitiful, other than the Sword Array, the disciples seem to have no other remarkable abilities."

Jun Yu suddenly inhaled sharply, his eyes fixed on Bo Qing as if he had seen an evil ghost.

The remaining female sword cultivators also turned pale with fright.

"How dare you utter such insolent slander against the Hunyuan Sect."

Just as Jun Yu and the others thought death was inevitable today, an authoritative shout suddenly echoed from the sky.

The shout came down with the force of thunderous might.

Dozens of glowing lights flashed past, and another group of people arrived from the horizon.

Seeing the newcomers, Jun Yu and the others found themselves back from the brink, crying out in unison.

"Elder Uncle!"

Bo Qing’s gaze turned sharp, only to see a robust man in his fifties, accompanied by dozens of disciples.

Unlike Jun Yu and the others, these disciples had full celestial demeanors, and the spiritual artifacts they wore were much more valuable than the swords of Jun Yu and his companions.

It was clear that they were the elite among the Outer Sect Disciples, and there were even some from the Inner Sect.

The newcomer was none other than Elder Gu, the Outer Sect Master Elder responsible for leading this expedition for the Hunyuan Sect.

Originally, he was supervising another group of disciples at a different location.

Having received Jun Yu’s urgent message last night, stating that both the Ghost Emperor from the Underworld Yama Palace and the Yan City Lord had appeared in Mercenary City, he had already taken a team of brothers and sisters to surveil them and rush to seize the Qiankun Purple Gold Bamboo. As soon as Elder Gu arrived, they were to immediately commence the eradication.

"Jun Yu, what has happened here, is the Qiankun Purple Gold Bamboo in our possession?" Upon his arrival, Elder Gu saw that Jun Yu was injured and about half of the gathered disciples were missing, a touch of anger flaring in his eyes.

"Elder Uncle, your disciple is useless, having fallen for the enemy’s strategy of luring the tiger away from the mountain. This person is the Young Master of the Jueqing Sect; his magic artifacts are numerous, and the disciples were carelessly caught in his scheme."

Jun Yu was intensely resentful.

He initially hoped to earn some merit before Elder Gu’s arrival by seizing an opportunity but ended up with nothing to show for his efforts.

"Useless fools, standing around for what? Cang Song, take the brothers and sisters and follow Jun Yu to find the Qiankun Purple Gold Bamboo and other members of the Demon Sect." Elder Gu had heard of Bo Qing’s reputation, known as the Treasure Child.

It was said that he was born with great fortune and if they could capture this person... Elder Gu chuckled coldly twice.

"Elder Uncle, what about him?" Jun Yu inquired.

"Nonsense, I will handle this person myself. Do you think that I alone am unable to deal with this callow Demon Sect youth?" Elder Gu did not take Bo Qing seriously at all.

The disciple named Cang Song, upon hearing this, took the command and led Jun Yu and the others, swiftly moving towards the direction of the Purple Bamboo Forest.

"Hmph, think you can leave? Where do you think you’re going?" Bo Qing, having promised Ye Lingyue to delay them for a while, naturally didn’t want to let them go.

He shifted his body, and the Beidou Exchange Bell in his hand suddenly flew into the sky.

The bell emitted a pleasant buzzing sound.

A ray of red light shot out from the bell.

Wherever the red light reached, all the disciples of the Hunyuan Sect felt their minds become hazy.

"The Illusion Technique of the Jueqing Sect, haha, boy, you do have some skills, but unfortunately, you’ve just met your nemesis today." Elder Gu burst into laughter.

On his hands as big as cattail leaf fans, a bronze Big Bell suddenly appeared.

As the Big Bell left his hand and rose into the sky, spinning around, it collided head-on with the Beidou Exchange Bell.

Seeing the bell, Bo Qing’s face, which was usually fearless, displayed a few traces of shock.

The Heavenly Middle Grade Spiritual Artifact, capable of suppressing the Demon Techniques of the Demon Sect, the Demon Suppressing Bell.