Shen Wang was fairly satisfied. The biggest fear in selling illicit goods is getting double-crossed; as long as the Lingxi Pavilion was reliable, he was naturally willing to continue as a returning customer.
Leaving the boundaries of the Market area, a small cyan-colored boat appeared in front of Shen Wang, about one zhang in length. It was engraved with runes, and as Spiritual Essence was infused into it, the boat emitted a cyan light and hovered automatically within a whirlwind.
Shen Wang jumped onto it, merged his thoughts with it, and formed a hand seal to activate it. The Flying Ship began to move in the direction he had set.
The scenery around him swiftly receded, and the Flying Ship increased its speed until it was traveling ten zhang in the blink of an eye.
"Not bad. Although the speed can’t compare to Sword Flight, as long as the direction is set, it requires no extra control, and can be propelled with Spirit Stones."
Shen Wang smiled; selling his spoils this time meant he didn’t need to buy an Array, so he finally had extra money to purchase the relatively comfortable flying tool that was the Flying Ship.
In the future, with the Flying Ship, he could carry more people, and crucially, unless necessary, he wouldn’t have to expend energy and cultivation to rush on Sword Flight.
During this time, he could rest or handle other matters.
Shen Wang continued to study the tool, aiming to master this special Magical Artifact as quickly as possible.
Flying ahead, three black dots appeared in the distance, quickly enlarging into three black-clad, masked individuals.
The three wielded Magical Artifacts, surrounding him in a split.
Shen Wang glanced at them; three Foundation Establishment Level — were they here to help replenish his strength?
He controlled the Flying Ship to halt; he had just bought this thing and couldn’t afford to let it get damaged in a fight,
Seeing that Shen Wang didn’t flee and even dared to stop, one of them sneered and, without waiting to get close, directly threw out a large yellow seal.
As the seal flew towards him, it expanded to the size of a house, imbued with heavy force, and came crashing down.
Falling from the sky, Shen Wang released Spiritual Power, temporarily stepping in the air, his form shifted laterally mid-air, closing in rather than backing away.
The other was shocked, facing their three-pronged attack, and not only didn’t run but dared to charge at them actively?
He hurriedly recalled his Magical Artifact, pursuing Shen Wang’s back.
But Shen Wang moved quickly, far surpassing the speed of the transforming Great Seal, employing his familiar strategy, flinging a handful of Talismans, which then flew toward the three.
The other two had already launched their attacks on Shen Wang — a black bowl attempting to envelop him, and a Flying Sword, the fastest among them. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novel•fire.net
The Fireball Talismans flung by Shen Wang exploded, disrupting the approach of the two Magical Artifacts; the owner of the yellow Great Seal was forced into defense, rapidly falling towards the ground to evade Shen Wang’s subsequent assault.
Initially, the three had controlled their Magical Artifacts in pursuit, and after sending the Artifacts to attack, they couldn’t hover continuously and landed on the ground, which was the safest move for them.
But they hadn’t anticipated Shen Wang leveraging the Black Emperor Scripture Body Technique Wave-Treading to hover briefly as if walking on flat ground, swiftly closing the distance.
The firelight obstructed his vision; by the time he discerned the blade’s glint, Shen Wang was already descending fiercely upon him from above.
A crack sounded as the shield shattered, and the latter was pushed with great force, accelerating his plummet.
This person was in a panic, shock written across his face; he hadn’t expected the prey he just targeted to be so ferocious.
In haste, he attempted to shrink his Magical Artifact quickly to retrieve it while pulling out a second Talisman.
But Shen Wang’s second strike had already fallen, as if an ominous star had descended, slicing through his body directly; the drawn Talisman stained with blood, drifting away with the wind.
The yellow Great Seal he had recalled lost control, falling to the ground and creating a large crater.
In barely an exchange of two strikes, Shen Wang killed one; without any pause, he stepped on the falling corpse, crushing its head, and continued his charge towards the second guy using the Flying Sword.
This fellow could Sword Flight, making him the fastest; killing him first would prevent him from escaping, saving one chance to replenish his strength.
The latter had just broken through the Fireball Talisman’s power and watched his companion being cut down instantly, pupils narrowing, heart sinking as he said, "Old Pu, something’s off about this guy, should we retreat?"
Before he could receive a response, he noticed a shadow speeding toward them, secretly lamenting, "Old Pu, cover him, quickly."
As he spoke, he hastily took out several Defense Talismans and activated them all, turning the Flying Sword back to attack amidst the firelight.
"He’s too fast, my Magical Artifact can’t catch up,"
The one called Old Pu, wielding the Black Bowl Magical Artifact, fumed with anger.
Like the yellow Great Seal, this guy’s Magical Artifact was also a control-type, but such Artifacts weren’t as nimble as the Flying Sword when facing someone with strong close-combat abilities and fast speed, they’d end up in the awkward situation of being unable to catch up.
Shen Wang resembled a deadly tiger, reaching his target in the blink of an eye. With restrained power, the Black Death Blade coupled with his strong physical prowess, was cutting through with a shrill whistle, exuding a murderous aura.
The dreadful aura and Evil Qi mixed, impacting the opponent’s consciousness, even before the blade fell on his body, his spirit had already been shocked once.
This shock made his movements sluggish, spirit wavering, reducing the Flying Sword’s power by three parts, sent flying by Shen Wang’s strike.
The remaining Sword Qi burst forth, shattering the first protective shield on him, further terrifying him.
Was this opponent really from the same realm? How could he be so powerful, making him feel suffocated, utterly suppressed.
He retreated in a panic to evade, but Shen Wang’s blade, like crashing waves, came relentlessly, delivering a few strikes in an eye blink, breaking through the Talisman’s shield in the process, rendering it completely ineffectual.