Chapter 403: Four Great Ascendant Realms, and So What?
Long Huan pulled a move nobody saw coming.
She picked up the Original Immortal Talisman from the ground and turned on her heels, sprinting toward Young Master Sang.
Not even a glance back at her father.
While running, she yelled in a panic:
“Run!”
“If my daddy finds out, he’ll kill you!”
Everyone was dumbfounded.
The three clan leaders hovering in mid-air initially intended to stop Young Master Sang from getting the talisman.
Now they were just awkwardly stuck, exchanging glances, frozen in fear.
“Uh… I don’t think this was in the plan?”
“What do we do now?”
“How should I know? Ask the Lord!”
Long Xiao was equally clueless.
He had planned every little detail, but none of this was in the cards.
His daughter had just dashed off with their family treasure, heading straight for her kidnapper.
The scariest part?
This one sprint transformed all of his meticulous plans into an awkward circus act.
After all that effort to keep his daughter safe, the result was… she didn’t even want to come back.
Watching his daughter clutching the talisman running toward Young Master Sang left Long Xiao’s brain in a complete shutdown.
He couldn’t wrap his head around it.
The infamous human villain, notorious for being the Ruler of the Prison, had likely tortured his daughter during the kidnapping.
Shouldn’t she hate him with a passion, wishing he’d be torn to pieces?
Why was he hearing her say such concerned words like “my daddy will kill you”?
Am I crazy, or is my daughter the one losing it?
…No.
I’m not crazy.
It must be Young Master Sang.
That guy is known for his torture skills; my daughter must have been brainwashed into this by some evil sorcery.
To save her, I have to kill this guy. Long Xiao’s gaze turned grim.
But unbeknownst to him, Young Master Sang was equally confused.
“Run! We got the thing!”
“…Huh?”
Young Master Sang stared at Long Huan running toward him, his mind freezing just like her father’s.
Wait, what?
Didn’t she just tell me this morning that she wanted to go home and wasn’t playing anymore?
Then why is she changing her mind?
If she’s coming this way out of nowhere, my plan is totally blown!
Glancing over at Shi Qingyan, who looked just as lost, silently asking what to do next.
How would I know what to do?
Originally, if she’d just kept her distance and returned to her father, I could have unleashed my strength without a care.
As long as I could stall the three clan leaders for a moment, Shi Qingyan’s blood demon state would allow her to run off with the talisman.
And although these four ascendant beings looked fierce, if I really wanted to run, I’d definitely make it in my mask mode.
Then it would be happily ever after – Long Xiao would safely reunite with his daughter, I’d avenge Little Ying and Aunt Yu, and I could happily pocket the interest from the Original Immortal Talisman!
A win-win ending for everyone.
However, all of this shattered with Long Huan’s unexpected actions.
Watching her sprint toward him, not just the three clan leaders but Young Master Sang suddenly felt frozen.
After all, if he accidentally knocked out the little princess in front of everyone, that would truly kick off a world war.
But the Original Immortal Talisman was still in her hands!
He couldn’t just ignore her and run away, right?
Thus, the valley fell into an eerily silent standoff.
Long Xiao stared blankly, just as dumbfounded as Young Master Sang.
Meanwhile, their backup – the three clan leaders and Shi Qingyan – didn’t dare act without orders, only able to stare wide-eyed.
The only one still in motion was Long Huan, determinedly charging toward Young Master Sang.
“Run… hurry up!”
When she breathlessly reached Young Master Sang, she didn’t forget to urge, “As long as I’m with you, my daddy and uncles won’t dare act recklessly.”
“I’m your hostage, so you better take me away!”
Seeing Young Master Sang frozen in place, Long Huan couldn’t help but tear up, pushing him, “Hurry! The shadow demons are coming!”
On the other side, Long Xiao finally connected the dots and commanded, grimly:
“Long Huan is being controlled by that damn human villain!”
“The plan has changed; kill this brat at all costs!”
…Ugh.
Young Master Sang was left with no choice but to grimace and shoot Shi Qingyan a look.
Let’s take Long Huan away.
Shi Qingyan instantly understood, her eyes turning a vivid red as she darted past Young Master Sang, scooping up Long Huan and dashing out.
“Don’t!”
In mid-air, Long Huan’s eyes widened in terror as she reached out to Young Master Sang, “Sang Zhao! Don’t!”
But her voice faded into the distance before she could finish.
Finally, Young Master Sang breathed a sigh of relief, turning to face the four terrifying, overwhelming presences before him.
…With Long Huan around, these four ascendants wouldn’t dare fully exert force to stop Shi Qingyan.
He simply had to hold them off for a moment while she made her escape.
Although Long Huan’s sudden action had completely derailed his plans, at least the current outcome seemed favorable for him.
Now, the only issue.
How was he supposed to withstand the pressure from the four ascendant beings? Young Master Sang’s lips curled slightly.
Before him, the three clan leaders wasted no time revealing their true forms.
One was a great purple-gold patterned serpent, coiling like a mountain, hissing ominously with eyes that glowed like eerie lanterns.
Another was a snow-white fox, its nine sparkling tails spread wide as a canopy, the enchanting Dark Nightmare Nine-Tailed Fox flicking its fiery tail tip to block Young Master Sang’s way.
Last, a blazing Inferno Lion roared thunderously in the valley, glaring fiercely at Young Master Sang.
Most terrifying of all.
Behind the three clan leaders loomed a massive black-scaled dragon, its colossal body overshadowing the sky, casting the valley into instant darkness as it moved.
The dragon’s majestic head emerged from the clouds, looking down at the puny Young Master Sang.
“…Sang Zhao.”
That voice, resonating like the earth itself, questioned the diminutive Young Master Sang directly.
“Are you prepared to take on the fury of my demon clan with your life?”
Compared to the overwhelming forms of the four ascendant beasts, Young Master Sang indeed felt like an insignificant ant.
It was clear that these four beasts were genuinely intent on killing.
Though there were few historical cases of ascendant beings falling unexpectedly…
Who could assure that such a scene wouldn’t play out before them?
“…Seriously.”
“After all that, we still gotta fight.” Young Master Sang sighed lightly.
Then, he gently tapped his fingertip on his forehead, an eerie and sinister fang mask instantly covering his face.
“Let me see.”
“What’s it to have four ascendant beings?” A wicked smile spread beneath the mask.
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