Chapter 3014 You Must Be Ruthless When You Fall Out
Having the little stoic at his side promised a significant boost to his combat prowess, raising it by several levels.
Duan Yue couldn't help but want to chuckle. He retrieved a handful of raven bone fans from his sleeve and began to fan himself leisurely. "Mr. Zhao, afraid to go down?"
Mo Lian remained silent, merely offering a faint smile while casting his gaze on the elderly man.
Zhao Guochang was seething with humiliation. Since his breakthrough to become a renowned divine realm cultivator, no one had dared to address him in such a tone.
This younger generation before him was provoking him greatly, but he restrained his anger for the time being.
Mu Xingchen withdrew a longsword from his spiritual pool and approached the railing. He turned to glance at Zhao Guochang. "Sir, please."
The situation was utterly perplexing!
Zhao Guochang glared at these juniors, frustration etching his features.
Why were they pushing someone into an impossible position?
Madam Guo'an couldn't contain herself and interjected hastily. "What's the matter with you? Mr. Zhao is elderly! He…"
"Tsk." Duan Yue suddenly chuckled and shook his head with a disdainful expression. "So, you're a timid bandit, I see. Fine, let's go."
In this context, it didn't matter if it was a Godly State expert or even a random mystic realm cultivator; no one would tolerate being labeled a "timid bandit"!
Zhao Guochang was incensed, and he bellowed at the top of his lungs, "Let's go!"
Mo Lian regarded him with a half-smile and, with a swish, removed his black velvet cloak before leaping onto the railing.
Zhao Guochang followed suit, jumping onto the railing as well.
Below, the scene was engulfed in gusty winds and torrential rain, with waves soaring as tall as a multi-story building. Soaked to the bone, Zhao Guochang found himself surrounded by the cooing nightcaw birds, their eyes gleaming with eerie green light.
Madam Guo'an, filled with anxiety, barked sternly, "What are you waiting for? Hurry and assist Mr. Zhao!"
From this, it was evident that Holy Son Miyan possessed a compassionate side. Without uttering a word, he, too, leaped into the chaos below.
Qin Xuan, Qin Xin, and Ming Asi vaulted onto the railing and, shooting disapproving glances at Duan Yue and Mo Lian, who remained above to leisurely observe the scene, silently cursed their shamelessness.
After duping others, these two had the audacity to linger and watch from the safety above…
Mu Xingchen, on the other hand, was a straightforward individual. When he intended to leap down alongside Holy Son Miyan, Duan Yue held him back. Consequently, he stood there in bewilderment, his gaze shifting between the two.
Following the descents of Zhao Guochang and Holy Son Miyan, a swarm of nightcaw birds enveloped them. Simultaneously, the massive water snake slithered out from one side, fixing its hair-raising triangular eyes on the pair.
"Crackle!" A lightning bolt streaked across the water's surface.
Evidently, this water snake possessed lightning-based spiritual energy, enabling it to maneuver confidently amidst the omnipresent lightning in the sky.
Zhao Guochang fortified his body with a third-tier defense, and his vibrant and radiant aura collided head-on with the incoming lightning bolt.
"Chi la la la la" resounded, causing hair to stand on end.
The lightning bolt abruptly ruptured his resplendent aura and unleashed an L-shaped, serrated surge that barreled straight toward Zhao Guochang.