Chapter 103: Reaping What One Sows (3)

Emperor of the Immortal Realm Observing the Game of Chess 1435 words 2026-04-13 16:47:56

"Archers!" Yan Chuan shouted.

"Twang!" "Twang!" "Twang!"...

The soldiers swiftly drew their bows, aiming directly at the severely wounded Ding Wugu.

"Ka-ka-ka-ka-ka!"

Ding Wugu spat black blood, a fierce smile curling on his lips.

"You dare provoke me? I’ve killed two of your subordinates—so what? They were just ordinary dogs. I kill as I please. To die by my hand is your honor. You think you’ve won? None of you will live today. Prepare to face my grand gift!" Ding Wugu growled with hatred.

"Release the arrows!"

"Bang!"

Ding Wugu shattered another black orb. Thick black mist swirled around him.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

The arrow storm crashed against the black mist surrounding Ding Wugu, shaking it violently, yet failing to harm him.

Within the black mist, a cold sneer glimmered in Ding Wugu’s eyes. He slammed his palm onto the ground.

"Boom!"

The sound of ice shattering echoed! The battlefield trembled violently.

Struggling to stay upright, Ding Wugu prepared to flee into the distance.

Three thousand soldiers felt the earth shake and instinctively looked down.

"Ignore it! Keep shooting!" Yan Chuan commanded.

"Yes, sir!" The soldiers obeyed.

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"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"...

Another volley of arrows surged forth.

Though heavily injured, Ding Wugu was shielded by the black mist. Yet the force of the arrows pushed him, causing his body to shift and collide heavily against a large rock.

"Hmm?" Ding Wugu’s expression changed.

"Keep shooting!" Yan Chuan ordered again.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"...

The arrows never ceased, striking the black mist relentlessly, as if nailing Ding Wugu to the rock.

"Stop!" Ding Wugu cried out desperately.

But Yan Chuan paid no heed.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

Suddenly, numerous venomous snakes erupted from the ground.

They were vividly colored, their bright hues signaling deadly venom.

"Snakes? Snakes?" Some soldiers murmured in surprise.

"Keep shooting!" Yan Chuan commanded.

"Yes!" The archers fired again, their arrows pounding the black mist, preventing Ding Wugu from escaping.

"No, no, stop now!" Ding Wugu shouted urgently.

For at this moment, over a thousand snakes were encircling him. Though some perished under the barrage of arrows, countless others slithered through the gaps, closing in on Ding Wugu.

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"Hissss!"

The air was filled with the hissing of snakes, their tongues flicking ominously through the black mist, advancing toward Ding Wugu.

"Impossible! Why aren’t there any snakes around you?" Ding Wugu looked incredulously at Yan Chuan and the three thousand soldiers’ feet.

By all logic, Yan Chuan and his troops stood within the snake-infested area. Since Ding Wugu had broken the energy barrier on the ground, the snakes should be everywhere. Yet now, snakes swarmed around Ding Wugu in increasing numbers, while none appeared near Yan Chuan.

"This... this isn’t right!" Yang Zhi Jiu, observing from the outskirts, exclaimed in surprise.

Yang Zhi Jiu had set the energy barrier and knew it well—where were the snakes under Yan Chuan’s feet?

"Snakes? Hah!" Yan Chuan sneered disdainfully.

The cultivation method Yan Chuan practiced, Dragon’s Might, was a legacy from his past life, naturally imbued with the power of the celestial dragon.

When snakes sense the presence of a snake king, they flee in fear. How much more so the might of a celestial dragon?

When Yan Chuan noticed the anomaly beneath him, he unleashed his dragon aura. At once, the snakes beneath the energy barrier scattered, fleeing toward Ding Wugu’s position.

That was why no snakes surrounded Yan Chuan, while the number pressing in on Ding Wugu only grew.

"Ssssss!"

Suddenly, a small azure serpent broke through the black mist, wrapping around Ding Wugu’s arm.

"Snap!" The snake bit down.

"Ah!" Ding Wugu screamed in agony.