My Enemy Became My Cultivation Companion-Chapter 898 - 532: Righteousness Reaches the Clouds! (Bonus 3-in-1)

This sound was like a Dragon Roar.

The nightscape of Wuchang Prefecture was stirred to chaos by the sudden tumult. Chen Yi looked up, and in the sky, he saw a dragon-like form billowing like smoke; from the burning buildings, scattered showers sprung forth, splashing in every direction. He squinted for a closer look.

The sea of clouds churned; ten thousand fathoms of black clouds pressed down from the distant sky. Thunder tore through the clouds, piercing the mist, as antlers, snake necks, clam bellies, and eagle claws roamed the torrential clouds.

The Divine Dragon appeared within the clouds!

Chen Yi turned his sword and spun around, shouting, "Begone!"

A familiar voice echoed from the distant sky, the turbulent waves abruptly calmed, and the sea of clouds instantly subsided, leaving no trace of sound.

The Divine Dragon retreated within the clouds.

Su Hongtao, who had just uttered bold words, stood frozen in place, his soul faintly flickering in the breeze, dumbfounded.

The River God that my Su Family has worshipped for generations... where did it go?!

The River God Yuan Qi, although capable of holding off Chen Yi for the time it takes to burn three sticks of incense, had fought fiercely with Chen Yi in the past. Above the surging river, its scales scattered wildly in the air, fleeing in panic. By the prior alliance to slay Wang Jian the Ghost Lord together, a secret pact existed between man and dragon: Chen Yi would only kill the chief villain, sparing the rest of the Su Family, of which Su Hongtao was unaware.

Before Su Hongtao could curse the River God vehemently, on the other side, Ji Yuan's defeat was already emerging; Chen Yi's swordsmanship danced like a swallow around a tree, spinning Ji Yuan's multitude of dharma bodies.

The murderous intent-filled Ji Yuan was enraged beyond restraint, yet was powerless to act.

Chen Yi's knife and sword did not stop; inch by inch, Buddha Light and monk robes shattered. His eyes were serenely grim, as if performing a tasteless yet essential task, with waves of continuous blade and sword surging endlessly.

Ji Yuan's face was full of murderous intent; his hands and feet moved continuously, his figure changing like thunder and wind. Yet, he could only watch with open eyes as the Buddhist light crumbled inch by inch amidst the sword glints and shadows. He could only strike tirelessly, waiting for a flaw. Ji Yuan fought with great fervor, and at some unknown moment felt a burning heat from his neck to his ribs. Then he saw the man finally expose a flaw, his defenses down, advancing toward him, an opportunity rare as lightning strike! Ji Yuan chanted scriptures, pushing a powerful palm like a rising tide, only to find Chen Yi passing through the gap within his severed body… he had been cut in two….

With a crash, the two halves of Ji Yuan fell into the raging fire, his mouth faintly still chanting the Rebirth Mantra, soon buried by the collapsing buildings.

Passing Ji Yuan, Chen Yi once more looked ahead, seeing Yin Yijian completely transformed from before, with black smoke billowing from his face, his whole person boiling.

The Jade Tablet trembled, sending out invisible ripples; behind him in the rolling Baleful Yin Energy, clouds of sorrow and gloom seemed to tear open a deep crevice, through which cold light seeped.

Chen Yi's steps unconsciously paused.

In the cold light, faces ghastly pale emerged, expressions twisted with pain, backs bent like cows under pressure. The heavy darkness pressed down, numerous ghosts striving to support something…

The ghosts slowly lifted, revealing a grand "palace" emerging from the crevice; painted pillars, carved eaves, and luxurious architecture squeezed out bit by bit, with ghosts howling inaudibly and exhausted, only to see above a movement, as if being whipped, and all the ghosts exerted themselves to lift….

Chen Yi finally discerned what this palace was - it was indeed a massive imperial carriage, with purple-gold bells hanging from its eaves, ringing in the wind.

"King Yan arrives!"

From beneath the imperial carriage came ghostly cries like sea waves and mountain calls.

The curtain shifted slightly, Chen Yi saw the nine tassels of the crown pierce the thin mist, ice-cold and murderous features about to emerge from behind it, a physiological chill creeping up his spine.

"Investigation Department Judge Yin Yijian, bows to His Majesty King Yan!"

Yin Yijian's knee slightly touched the ground, his black official robes spreading over the bricks like ink-soaked rice paper, the Jade Tablet hummed in his grasp as he strained to bow deeply.

Just then, a figure suddenly lunged forth; Chen Yi's sword pierced through the Judge's body from behind,

"Bowing your mother!"

Yin Yijian's face was frozen in panic and disbelief, cold sword emerging from the wide official robes, his form dissolving like ice encountering molten iron, leaving only swirling Baleful Yin Energy rising.

"Ahhhh!"

His throat let out a horrific scream of despair, surpassing the wailing ghosts beneath the imperial carriage.

In the next instant, the sharp cries ceased as a hand seized his neck, strangling all sound.

Chen Yi pressed down on his head from behind, forcing that unwilling and frightened head to face the eyes beneath King Songdi's nine tassels…

"How dare you!"

The voice from within the imperial carriage was ethereal yet majestic.

Chen Yi's fingers abruptly tightened, Yin Yijian's neck fracturing and scattering through his fingers, sword blade cleaving, leaving the underworld's Investigation Department Judge with his soul shattered.

He said nothing; his actions had spoken for him.

Black smoke billowed, dust and shadow swirling, the vast crevice gradually closing, like rivers converging, Songdi King's face beneath the nine tassels flooding away from view.

The blaze in the building below gradually subsided, leaving only charred remnants standing, as if a person long dead yet unburied.

Chen Yi silently sheathed his knife, leaving only the sword in his hand.

Su Hongtao's soul was frozen in place, trembling all over as he saw Chen Yi approaching, and fell backward to the ground.

"Chen, Chen Battalion Commander... Battalion Commander Chen, death settles all debts. Our enmity is over, why pursue to the end?"

However, in Su Hongtao's terrified pupils, the figure kept getting closer.

"If, if Battalion Commander Chen feels it's not enough, after I am reincarnated, in the next life, I will be your ox and horse..."

"I'm sorry."

The man suddenly said:

"I don't like men being my ox and horse."

Su Hongtao froze on the spot, there was no way he could say, "I can be a woman in the next life," of course, he had no chance to say it.

Chen Yi swung down his sword, apologizing sincerely once again,

"I'm sorry, you have no next life."

......

The chaotic sound of footsteps echoed through the streets, teams of armored soldiers moving ahead in the night, the sound of armor rubbing continuously.

In the pitch-black night, a figure stumbled around a corner, almost falling several times, yet struggled to hold onto the wall to stand, every now and then looking back with a terrified expression.

Earlier, he had left the table to give Chen Yi and Su Hongtao some privacy and to sober up, and was flirting with a maid, when suddenly a dagger came thrusting toward him, damn Xique Pavilion spies!

Chu Yiyuan fled frantically, rolling and crawling, and afterward, a raging fire inexplicably erupted in the building, the scent of ashes seemed to linger around the tip of his nose, and Chu Yiyuan couldn't fathom it, he really couldn't understand how such a common gathering could meet with such a calamity.

This was an ambush, and it came out of nowhere, leaving one defenseless, just think who wants to kill whom, who stands to gain, and that's who set this up...

Chen Yi?

Chu Yiyuan grasped the crux, suddenly gritting his teeth,

No, it's Su Hongtao!

"Damn Su Hongtao wants to wipe everyone out!"

Chu Yiyuan cursed fiercely, having already been ambushed by those from Xique Pavilion before, yet he believed Su Hongtao's lies, truly thinking he had nothing to do with it, but now upon reconsideration, Su Hongtao, being a man of the officialdom, had plenty of retreat paths, not to mention he might have colluded with Xique Pavilion long ago. These two ambushes were clearly a sign of allegiance.

If he could kill me, the White Lotus Brothers in the city would have no leader, and if he failed to kill me, he could lay all blame on Xique Pavilion, continuing his facade with me, what a meticulous plan!

Chu Yiyuan regretted trusting Su Hongtao's lies, struggling to turn the streets, yet after a few steps, hurried footsteps were heard.

Turning to look, a few agile, dark figures were sweeping through the alley, slowly closing in, Chu Yiyuan's heart leapt to his throat.

"There! Someone's there!"

As the voice rose, Chu Yiyuan's heart sank into despair.

At that moment, suddenly the sound of a sword echoed not far away, startling cries for help, those blocking the alley paused for a moment, then hearing urgent cries nearby, were momentarily distracted, Chu Yiyuan seized this chance to slam sideways, his figure diving into a deeper part of the alley.

He ran for his life, the hastily bandaged wound constantly oozing blood.

Human strength reaches a limit, Chu Yiyuan felt his strength ebbing away, his foot slipping, collapsing into darkness, an emptiness suddenly surrounding his ears, he seemed to glimpse the Vacuum Home, breathing heavily, absent-minded for a long time.

Hearing footsteps stop in front, Chu Yiyuan came back to his senses, looking up abruptly.

"Incense Master Chu... you okay..."

The man's clothes were torn, blood-stained all over, with only a sword and himself, yet his eyes remained steadfast, hand reaching out to him....

Chu Yiyuan suddenly understood something, tears welling up, grabbing Chen Yi's hand,

"Mr. Chen!"

He had half a sentence unsaid.

Loyalty above the clouds!