Mysteries of Immortal Puppet Master - Chapter 1512

Chapter 1512: Chapter 621: Tan Zhu’s Ambition (3)

His voice was very light, yet it unmistakably drowned out the sound of the cloud tide: “This place is fated for me, and also fated for Nanming Village…”

Tan Zhu had not finished speaking when Qiu Lei suddenly stood up, the ground of rocks beneath his feet trembled heavily, and yellow-brown cracks spread like a spiderweb.

“Tan Zhu! This land has been managed by my Territorial Expansion Alliance for years, how dare you claim a connection and wish to meddle?” Qiu Lei rebuked angrily.

You Yunshou also rose with a wave of his sleeve, his white robe billowing, cloud qi around him transformed into layers of wave patterns: “Fellow Daoist Tan, don’t push us beyond limits. This area, once under the jurisdiction of our White Cloud Village’s Flowing Cloud Ferry, you polluted the ferry before, we have yet to settle that clearly, and now you dare to openly seize land?”

After speaking, the two glared at each other almost simultaneously.

The scene was somewhat comical for a moment.

Tan Zhu looked at them, his lips subtly curving, faintly mocking: “You say it’s yours.”

“He also says it’s his.”

“Does the sect have proof?”

The stone cave suddenly fell silent.

Tan Zhu continued: “Did the Myriad Images Sect ever order the Sun Raising Yang Locking Cloud Altar to be bestowed upon the Territorial Expansion Alliance? Did they issue a document to allocate this place to White Cloud Village? Is there a hall’s explicit contract? Is there a Dharma Seal from the main peak?”

Qiu Lei’s complexion was dark.

You Yunshou’s eye twitched slightly.

Naturally, these didn’t exist.

The chaos at Flowing Cloud Peak was precisely due to the vacancy of the Peak Master, various forces intermingled with each other in canine teeth. Each family occupied land based on old rules, personal ties, under-the-table deals, fists, and long-term management, rather than the true legitimate sect law.

If there were truly legal proof, why would they fear Nanming Village’s forceful establishment of a village on the peak?

Tan Zhu bluntly pointed out: “Since there is no proof, do not speak of it so grandiosely.”

“On Flowing Cloud Peak, is not everyone occupying a place based on their abilities?”

“If so, what is wrong with my Nanming Village competing based on our abilities?”

Qiu Lei’s face completely sank: “Fine, fine, competing based on abilities.”

He lifted his foot and stomped.

Rumble!

Inside the stone cave, heavy earth energy suddenly surged. A patch of yellow-brown array patterns spread from beneath Qiu Lei’s foot, forming a circle of heavy earth rings, enveloping Tan Zhu in mid-air.

This array does not seek sharp slaughter, but uses earth power to suppress clouds and soil qi to lock spirits. Once ordinary cultivators are enveloped, their tunneling light slows, mana becomes heavy, even breathing feels like swallowing mud and sand.

You Yunshou saw Qiu Lei’s move, a light flashed in his eyes, unwilling to lag behind.

The White Jade Cloud Token at his waist suddenly lit up, the surrounding cloud qi was swept up by his sleeve, forming layers of soft white cloud curtain. As the cloud curtain undulated, an invisible sweeping force was born.

One locks the sky with earth.

One sweeps with cloud force.

The two parties were negotiating, yet at this moment, tacitly both attacked Tan Zhu first.

Bound by the Myriad Images Sect’s rules, their force of attack was tightly controlled. They merely wanted Tan Zhu to fall, causing him to lose face.

This was a borderline of the sect rules.

If the Myriad Images Sect truly pursued responsibility, they would explain it was environmental rectification of this place, and Tan Zhu unknowingly entered it, they didn’t see him.

In mid-air, Tan Zhu’s expression was calm.

He gently raised his hand.

That hand was thin and pale, the joints protruding slightly, like the hand of a long-ill person reaching out to block the wind.

A wisp of purple-black smoke silently spread from his palm.

Initially, the smoke was extremely thin, like a stroke of light ink falling into clear water. But in an instant, it turned into a deep smoke curtain and slowly spread downward.

The earth ring collided first with the smoke curtain.

The yellow-brown array patterns suddenly stagnated.

The originally heavy and stable earth power became mottled upon the intrusion of the smoke. The array patterns turned black in segments, pieces dull.

Qiu Lei’s face changed, he formed a seal with both hands, attempting to forcibly sustain the array.

However, as soon as his mana was infused, the purple-black smoke retaliated along the array patterns, as if finding the breathing gaps of the earth veins. Qiu Lei grunted, suffering a small loss, and quickly halted his actions.

On the other side, the invisible cloud force also rushed into the smoke curtain.

Although cloud force is shapeless and intangible, the dip of the purple-black smoke rapidly turned it gray-purple, its light and agile essence lost. It curled, slowed, and finally dispersed powerlessly.

You Yunshou’s face changed color.

The poisonous smoke eroded, staining the hem of his sleeve.

You Yunshou’s eye twitched, decisively severing the section of sleeve cloud.

A commotion rose among the cultivators in the stone cave, their gaze at Tan Zhu full of apprehension and astonishment.

In the covert clash between Tan Zhu and the two leaders, he easily gained the upper hand!