Staying Alive Cautiously in the Celestial Realm and Becoming the Strongest-Chapter 595 - Leaving

Chapter 595: Chapter 595 Leaving

The distress signal arose from a location over ten miles away from Wang Chen.

But exerting his full strength to drive his flying sword, and shrouded in the dazzling sword light, he skimmed the treetops and arrived at the scene in just a moment’s effort.

Wang Chen immediately saw that in the dense forest ahead, about a dozen loose cultivators were besieging three West Sea Sect disciples!

The opening and closing times for the Azure Drop Heaven secret realm are fixed. Once the time limit is exceeded, all cultivators exploring within will be automatically transported out.

As for the locations where they would reappear, it was entirely random.

Thus, there were some cultivators who either missed the opening of the gate or dared not venture into the realm and opted to ambush in the surrounding areas instead, attacking those who had just emerged.

Since many had endured fierce battles within the secret realm or had their mana severely depleted, or sustained injuries,

the consequences were dire upon encountering these “vulture” cultivators!

Unluckily for these three West Sea Sect disciples, they ran into such a group.

Thankfully, they all carried body protection spirit talismans with them, and by sticking together, instead of being isolated and helpless, they formed a simple defensive stance back to back, barely holding off the enemies’ frenzied assault.

But, overwhelmingly outnumbered, it was clear to anyone that the three could not hold on much longer.

“Make it quick!”

A masked loose cultivator shouted fiercely, “We don’t have any time left.”

The besieged West Sea Sect disciples had sent out a distress signal, and reinforcements could arrive at any moment. If they didn’t quickly defeat the three, the whole group risked being wiped out.

West Sea Sect cultivators were not to be trifled with!

The loose cultivators participating in the siege knew full well their strength, and immediately drew their magic artifacts or took out their talismans, each revealing their trump card.

Seeing such a scene, all three besieged West Sea Sect disciples showed looks of despair.

Crack!

However, at that critical juncture, dazzling bolts of thunder suddenly descended from the sky.

Striking right in the middle of the loose cultivators!

“Nine Heavens Divine Thunder!”

Piercing screams of agony followed, filled with utter despair.

The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind; they never anticipated the West Sea Sect cultivators’ reinforcements to arrive so swiftly.

Now the hunters had become the hunted.

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Two Qi Cultivation cultivators, unable to hold up their body protection magical shields even for a single breath’s time under the thunderous blasts, were pulverized on the spot, not even leaving corpses behind.

The few others with stronger power, and those possessing magic artifacts or protected by talismans, barely managed to escape calamity.

But their greedy intentions completely dissipated under the onslaught of thunder, and they immediately employed their escape techniques to flee in all directions.

Such vulture teams constituted mere alliances of convenience, it wouldn’t be an overstatement to call them a rabble. They were adept at bullying when in power, but putting up a fight against a formidable foe was something they should never be expected to do.

The crisis for the three West Sea Sect disciples was immediately lifted.

But all three were holding back a surge of fury, unwilling to watch their enemies get away with impunity, hence they each employed methods to pursue the fleeing loose cultivators.

“Don’t chase after a defeated enemy.”

Wang Chen landed on the ground and said, “Let’s meet up with the others first.”

The loose cultivators were desperate and ruthless, but killing them had little benefit, especially since they were in Tai Wu Mountain, an environment complicated and infested with monster beasts. Scattering to chase the enemy was not a wise choice.

Although the three fellow disciples were reluctant, they also knew Wang Chen was right, so they bitterly halted their pursuit.

“Junior Brother Wang, thank you.”

One of the cultivators expressed gratitude to Wang Chen with a respectful bow.

It was Li Mengyan.

This female cultivator looked rather haggard, her clothes stained with blood and riddled with numerous tears.

Her complexion was also quite pale, clearly having expended a significant amount of mana.

If Wang Chen had been even a moment later, she might have met with disaster!

“No need to be polite.”

Wang Chen smiled and said, “We are fellow disciples; it’s only right that we help each other out in times of need.”

At this moment, Wang Chen had realized that he wasn’t ejected from the Secret Realm ahead of time; he was just like everyone else.

Therefore, the passage of time in the Tower of Heaven-reaching was completely different from the outside world!

He suppressed the doubts in his heart and first acted as a protector for the three, allowing everyone to rest and heal before going to search for other disciples.

Before long, several more fellow disciples found their way to them.

The number of people in the team quickly expanded.

Everyone continuously sent out signals to contact fellow disciples, and in the end, a total of twenty-seven people gathered together.

During this time, they also encountered several teams of vulture-like Loose Cultivators, but these bullies afraid of a tough fight would avoid Wang Chen and the others as soon as they saw them, daring not to come over and cause trouble.

Everyone was too lazy to bother with them.

But after searching the surrounding area back and forth, no other disciples appeared.

That included Sun Wenxuan and Yin Sulan.

There was no trace of them to be found!

Wang Chen didn’t know if they were trapped within the Secret Realm, or if they had encountered some misfortune after coming out.

In any case, everyone felt heavy-hearted, sensing that things did not bode well.

Such occurrences were actually quite normal. The Secret Realm of Azure Drop Heaven was a world of its own, unpredictable and fraught with dangers. Despite being explored by countless cultivators over thousands of years, its true nature had yet to be unveiled.

The number of people who died within this Secret Realm was countless, and disciples of West Sea Sect had no immunity from death!

If something had actually happened to Yin Sulan…

Wang Chen clutched a talisman, ready to activate it, when suddenly a Sword Light streaked out of the forest like lightning.

The next moment, the Sword Light dispersed in the air ahead, revealing an elegant figure.

Yin Sulan!

Wang Chen instantly let out a long sigh of relief, “Senior Sister!”

Yin Sulan wiped the sweat from her forehead and smiled, “I ran into a few petty thieves when I came out just now.”

Her tone was casual, but Wang Chen knew she must have gone through an intense battle.

Wang Chen did not ask for details, “It’s good that you’re safe.”

Yin Sulan shifted her gaze, “Is everyone here?”

Everyone looked at each other, not sure how to respond.

The number of people gathered was only about half of the original group, and the losses could be described as extremely severe.

The journey was perilous, and fellow members who had been conversing and laughing just a few days ago had vanished without a trace, dimming even the most steeled of hearts.

Wang Chen said, “Let’s search a bit more.”

So, together, they expanded the search area and sent out signals at regular intervals.

Eventually, they found two more fellow disciples.

One of them was seriously injured and would have been unlikely to survive if he hadn’t been found by Wang Chen and the others.

But Sun Wenxuan was still nowhere to be found.

“Let’s go.”

In the fading daylight, Wang Chen took out his magical treasure, the Flying Warship, and prepared to retreat.

This small-sized Flying Warship, a gift from Long River True Person, could accommodate nearly twenty people.

But if they really squeezed in, another seven or eight people could fit—it would just be a bit cramped.

The only downside to overloading was that the flying speed of the warship would be reduced.

Nobody was concerned about comfort at this moment; all the disciples of West Sea Sect boarded the Flying Warship and quickly flew away from Tai Wu Mountain.

The area had become extremely unsafe!

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PS: Frustrating, a chapter was lost and I have to edit it again.