Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao, Allows Me to Defy Fate

These few days are Yu Xiaoheng's only chance.

He most likely won't flee directly to Blue Lightning.

If it were me, where would I go?

Tang San asked himself the same question.

Starry Sky Forest?

No. The spirit beasts on the outer edge of the Star Dou Great Forest are too weak to hinder the pursuers.

Where else can we go?

Tang San's eyes flickered.

Sunset Forest!

There is a wonderful place there!

The eye of ice and fire.

It was an extreme place where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth converged, where twins were born from the same eye, and the two elements countered each other.

If Yu Xiaoheng were smart enough, he would definitely go there to find herbs to restore his condition.

Thinking of this, Tang San's heart beat faster.

He quickly calculated the time in his mind.

The red petals of love bring heartbreak.

King of flowers!

That immortal herb possesses the miraculous power to bring the dead back to life and heal the wounded. Anyone who obtains it can instantly recover from serious injuries, even those on the verge of death, and their cultivation level will be greatly enhanced.

It's almost ripe!

Tianlei Town.

This is the most important barrier and the most prosperous stronghold of the Blue Lightning Sect on the outskirts of Thunder Canyon.

But now, this place has become a battlefield.

On a high slope outside the town, the garrison of the Heavenly Dou Empire pushed thirty heavy ballistae in formation.

Thick crossbow bolts were nocked, their arrowheads engraved with armor-piercing runes and gleaming with a bloodthirsty light.

"Release!" The Tian Dou officer raised his longsword and brought it down heavily.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

Thirty crossbow bolts, as long as spears, whistled out and pierced directly through the defensive wooden wall surrounding the town.

The dozen or so Blue Lightning Sect disciples who were defending behind the wall didn't even have time to react before they were pinned to the ground along with the wall by thick crossbow bolts.

Fresh blood flowed down the wooden wall and into the soil.

As soon as the wooden wall collapsed, the Royal Knights of the Star Luo Empire launched an attack from the flank.

Hundreds of heavily armored warhorses trampled the barricades at the town entrance, their spears pointing straight into the town.

But what was truly deadly was not these regular troops.

Behind the Royal Knights, dozens of agile figures leaped out. They were dressed in the attire of the White Tiger Sect and the Fire Leopard Sect.

A Blue Lightning Sect deacon, covered in blood, with his hands transformed into blue-purple dragon claws, charged forward with the remaining disciples.

"Thunderous force!"

The deacon's fourth spirit ring shone, and violent lightning bolts blasted down the ground towards the charging enemy.

At that very moment, dazzling colored lights illuminated the rear of the battlefield.

A gigantic, illusory image of a Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda floated in mid-air. Several beams of colorful light landed precisely on the soul masters of the White Tiger Sect and the Fire Leopard Sect.

"Strength boost! Speed ​​boost!"

With the blessing of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the White Tiger Sect Soul King roared, his speed increasing dramatically. Despite the paralyzing effect of the lightning, he slammed his claw into the steward's chest.

The dragon scales shattered.

The deacon coughed up a mouthful of blood and was sent flying backward.

Before he even landed, the Fire Leopard Sect's Soul Master had already caught up. His fists, burning with raging flames, slammed down heavily, turning him completely into charred remains.

On the other side is the Zixuan iron ore vein.

The same tragic scene is unfolding.

The disciples of the Elephant Armor Sect lined up in a row, their bodies clad in thick, insulated animal hide armor. They unleashed their Diamond Mammoth Martial Soul and pushed forward, enduring the lightning attacks of the Blue Lightning Sect disciples.

Lightning struck the animal hides, producing only wisps of black smoke; it couldn't penetrate their defenses at all.

Behind them were the disciples of the Haotian Sect.

Three Soul Emperors from the Haotian Sect leaped high into the air, their dark golden Haotian Hammers swelling in the wind, amplified by the power of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and slammed into the defensive array nodes of the mine.

"boom--"

The formation collapsed.

The Blue Lightning disciples stationed here were blasted by the violent shockwave, bleeding from all seven orifices. They collapsed and died before they could even scream.

The regular armies of Tiandou and Xingluo, in coordination with Haotian Sect, the four lower sects, and Qibao Liuli Sect.

This is an unsolvable deadlock.

In just three days.

The Blue Lightning Sect had operated 237 properties on the mainland for countless years, but they suffered devastating damage.

The herb garden was burned down. The mineral veins were seized. All the minor sects that were affiliated with the Blue Lightning Sect were uprooted.

Apart from the Thunder Mountain headquarters, which was personally overseen by Yu Yuanzhen, the entire Blue Lightning Sect gradually became an isolated island.

Chapter 459 Yu Xiaogang: Why Not Complain?

On the trade route of the Sunset Plain.

A large caravan is being slaughtered unilaterally.

This is the merchant guild that Yu Xiaoheng founded in his early years. The cart is loaded with winter supplies and life-saving medicines to be transported back to the sect.

This caravan is also the last trump card left by Yu Xiaoheng, and is currently under the full management of Yu Xiaogang.

The caravan's chief guard, covered in blood, desperately protected the carriages in the middle.

"Charge out! Send the supplies back to the sect!" the guard captain shouted hoarsely.

But what he faced were the Wind Sword Sect Soul Masters surrounding him from all directions.

Long swords darted through the air, and with each flash of light, members of the caravan fell.

On a distant hill, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's support Soul Master maintained his amplification with an expressionless face. Meanwhile, the Clear Sky School's subordinates, armed with ropes and torches, killed all the stray horses.

The supply truck was overturned.

Precious medicinal herbs and grains were drizzled with kerosene.

A huge fire shot into the sky.

The captain of the guard was pierced through the chest by three longswords and fell beside the burning carriage, his eyes wide open in death.

Thunder Mountain Headquarters.

On the high platform in front of the main hall.

Yu Xiaogang stood there, watching the thick smoke rising into the distant sky.

He knew that the direction was where the caravan he had sent out to haul away supplies was located. It was the culmination of years of hard work he had managed for his elder brother.

Now, it's gone.

Messengers ran up the mountain one after another, bringing news of defeats and losses.

"Report! The Dongling Herb Garden has been burned down by the Fire Leopard Sect, and none of the disciples stationed there survived!"

"Report! Tianlei Town has fallen, the steward has been killed in battle, and all the town's supplies have been taken away by the Tiandou garrison!"

"Report! The three iron mines in the south have been jointly breached by the Elephant Armor Sect and the Haotian Sect!"

Each report caused the Blue Lightning Clan members' expressions to change repeatedly.

The crisis of the sect's annihilation was now truly looming.

Yu Xiaogang watched all of this unfold, witnessing his family decline and eventually perish.

This is the family he was born into. This is the invincible Blue Lightning Sect.

But now, they are being slaughtered like sheep on a chopping board.

Pain spread through his heart.

However, beneath this immense pain and despair, a secret, smug joy arose deep within him.

This secret joy made him feel somewhat ashamed, but he couldn't suppress it.

Yu Xiaoheng.

That genius revered as a god by the entire clan. That older brother who always weighed heavily on him, making it hard for him to breathe.

This time, it caused a huge disaster.

Not only did they offend the Spirit Hall to the death, but they also attracted the top forces from all over the continent.

The results of it?

After the incident, Yu Xiaoheng disappeared without a trace.

The entire continent is searching for him, but he just won't show up.

Yu Xiaogang thought to himself: Aren't you very strong? Aren't you able to kill the Cardinal and freeze Tang Wei's ninth soul skill? Why are you acting like a coward now?

Are you scared? Are you hiding in some ravine, too afraid to come out and face people?

In the past few days, the entire Blue Lightning Sect headquarters has been mobilized to deal with external enemies.