Chapter 257: Chapter 256: Slaying the Ghost-Faced Owls!

The bird egg just now was clearly laid by this pair of Ghost-faced Owls, no wonder they were relentlessly pursuing Sun Zhou.

And now, Sun Zhou is obviously using this egg to divert the disaster and find a way out for himself, making a quick escape.

“You want me to take the fall for you, that’s clever, hmph! But do you really think you can escape?”

Gu Yuan glanced at Sun Zhou, who had already flown to the distant horizon, and sneered coldly.

Although he had not anticipated such a move from Sun Zhou, he had prepared in advance, instructing Little Qing to keep a close watch on the opponent.

Even though Sun Zhou had just used some trump card to escape, the Cyan Shadow Sword Butterfly continued the pursuit closely.

Immediately, he stopped worrying about Sun Zhou and turned his attention to the two approaching Ghost-faced Owls.

Without dwelling on Sun Zhou’s matters, Gu Yuan started battling the two Ghost-faced Owls with his Sword Light.

The Sword Light transformed from the Silver Flood Dragon Sword was unparalleled in sharpness, fiercely entangled with one of the Ghost-faced Owls.

As for the other Ghost-faced Owl, Gu Yuan straightforwardly released Awu, the Silver-backed Centipede.

These two Ghost-faced Owls had strong cultivation, not much different from Golden Core Demons, but they were ultimately not Golden Core level.

Thus, when the Silver-backed Centipede faced the slightly smaller one, although at a disadvantage, it could still hold it off for some time.

Although the Ghost-faced Owls were demons, their innate divine technique was a piercing and harrowing screech that seemed to tear through a person’s divine soul.

With a flap of their wings, gusts of black wind stirred, faintly echoing with ghostly wails and cries, dreadfully chilling, capable of draining a person’s blood and vitality.

Gu Yuan suppressed it with swordsmanship, entangled in battle for over a dozen rounds, finally severing the male bird’s head with a single sword strike.

Simultaneously, the Sword Intent within the Sword Light eradicated its soul; before the body could fall, Gu Yuan swiftly collected it into his Storage Pouch.

Gaa—Gaa!!!

As for the other Ghost-faced Owl, seeing its mate killed, it let out a harrowing scream, then snapped its beak and caught the Silver-backed Centipede it was battling, swallowing it whole!

Given that birds prey on insects, and since this Ghost-faced Owl was a demon bird, its gizzard wouldn’t fear any poisonous insects, easily digesting them.

However, this Silver-backed Centipede was no ordinary poisonous insect; it was a rare creature, barely inferior to the Cyan Shadow Sword Butterfly.

Now swallowed into its belly, it immediately began to struggle inside.

Gaa—Gaa—

Soon after, the Ghost-faced Owl let out a few cries, with its belly bursting open with several bloody holes, before crashing to the ground.

Then, the Silver-backed Centipede crawled out, its body not stained with a trace of blood.

“Awu, well done!”

Gu Yuan praised, then quickly grabbed Awu, placing it on his shoulder, and collected the female bird’s corpse from the ground.

Afterward, he merged with his Sword Light and rushed in the direction Sun Zhou had fled, following the connection with the Cyan Shadow Sword Butterfly.

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“Luckily, I reacted promptly just now, diverted the disaster, and tossed that Ghost-faced Owl’s egg to that guy, barely escaping disaster. Otherwise… I really couldn’t handle two Ghost-faced Owls.”

Sun Zhou stood there, the white light on him already dissipated, leaving only his Escape Light.

At this moment, he felt both relief and lingering fear, along with heartache.

Earlier, he crushed a Jade Talisman, his life-saving trump card, granted to him as a protective item for his great contributions.

In times of danger, crushing it would allow him to escape thousands of miles away, used well, it could save his life at critical moments.

Such an item, he only possessed one, and now it had been used up here.

“Never mind, out with the old, in with the new.”

Sun Zhou consoled himself as he continued to flee.

“This time, I acquired two Netherworld Grass; I’ll give one to my master, and keep the other for myself. With this, forming my core in the future will surely be much easier.”

As for Gu Yuan, he believed he was certainly finished by now.

After all, no matter how formidable Gu Yuan’s swordsmanship appeared earlier, how could he withstand two Ghost-faced Owls?

Although Gu Yuan’s cultivation was only at Great Success in the Celestial Human Realm, he could clearly see that those two Ghost-faced Owls were both at Great Perfection in the Celestial Human Realm, just a hair’s breadth from the Golden Core.

And the Ghost-faced Owl’s innate divine techniques were exceptionally formidable, even cultivators of the same level might not be a match one-on-one, let alone Gu Yuan?

What virtues and abilities did Gu Yuan possess to survive the claws of these two Ghost-faced Owls?

But just at that moment, he seemed to sense something, turning his head, he saw a cyan butterfly flying towards him.

This cyan butterfly fluttered gracefully, appearing fragile but remarkably lively, surprisingly tailing him closely at this moment.

“A spirit butterfly? A cyan spirit butterfly?”

Sun Zhou was momentarily stunned, his expression changing, instinctively sensing danger while a vague familiarity nagged at him, as if he had heard of it somewhere before.

However, he couldn’t afford to think further, waving his sleeve, launching a mighty force intending to crush the spirit butterfly.

Yet at that moment, the spirit butterfly simply flapped its wings, releasing hundreds of tiny cyan Sword Qi, enveloping Sun Zhou entirely.

“What?!”

Sun Zhou’s expression changed dramatically, but it was too late to react. A Jade Ring on him lit up, blocking in front of him.

However, as the Sword Qi shot in, clashing with the ring, it echoed with “ding ding dang dang” sounds.

This Jade Ring was of exceptional quality, a Middle Grade Magical Artifact with twenty-nine restrictions, boasting impressive defense.

But under the fierce onslaught of the Sword Qi resembling a storm, its glow quickly dimmed, followed by cracking sounds as it shattered apart.

Subsequently, several strands of fine Sword Qi pierced Sun Zhou’s body, with the sound “puh puh” erupting with several bloody holes.

Sun Zhou let out a scream, his body swaying, scarcely avoiding a plummet.

At this altitude, sustaining serious injuries and with his protective Magical Artifact destroyed, if he fell from several thousand meters in the air, he would undoubtedly die from the fall.

Despite this, he was incredibly terrified.

Not merely due to the near-fatal fall or the terrifying power of the spirit butterfly, but more so because he recalled the origins of this spirit butterfly.

Sun Zhou’s eyes widened, his face turning pale from blood loss, “Cyan Shadow Sword Butterfly?!”

“Could it be the person earlier was actually Gu Yuan?!”

Upon realizing this, Sun Zhou’s entire body turned cold, as if plunged into an icy abyss.

Though he hailed from an Outer State Immortal Sect, he had heard of Gu Yuan’s renown.

In his eyes, across all of Qinzhou, only a handful of the younger generation were worth a glance.

Among them was Gu Yuan, not merely for his exceptional talent, but also due to his astonishing battle achievements, having slain the likes of Lv Kun and even raising formidable spirit pets like the Cyan Shadow Sword Butterfly.

Such a figure, he dared not provoke.

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