Xingtetsu: You are not included in Elio's script!

Chapter 483

"Be careful!" Jing Yuan warned in a low voice, and instantly grasped the long sword in his hand. The lightning flashed on the blade, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle as he scanned the surroundings.

The ruins, which were originally as silent as the realm of death, were now filled with a strange atmosphere.

At some point, a group of figures appeared quietly like ghosts.

They were dressed in strange clothes. The materials of those clothes looked rough and tough, and they were embroidered with complicated patterns with mysterious silk threads. Each pattern exuded an ancient and evil aura.

There were unique symbols of the Abundant People on their clothes. Those symbols seemed like living things, flashing strange lights in the dim light.

Some of the symbols were like a pair of prying eyes, emitting a faint dark light, as if sizing up everyone; others were like twisted runes, constantly changing shape, as if casting some kind of evil curse.

These people were none other than the remnants of the Abundant People. Their eyes were filled with fanaticism and hatred. The fanaticism was like a burning flame that could burn away all rationality, while the hatred was like biting ice that made their eyes cold and ruthless.

They were like a group of hungry wolves staring at their prey, with greed and ferocity flashing in their eyes, and the corners of their mouths slightly raised, revealing a hideous smile, as if they had already seen the enemy falling in front of them and the blood staining the ruins red.

"Hmph, we thought we could get the box here, but it seems we were too arrogant." The leader of the remnants of the Fengraomin Clan cursed in a low voice. His voice was hoarse and low, like two rough stones rubbing against each other.

He frowned, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes. He had thought that this operation would be easy to succeed, but he didn't expect to encounter such a difficult obstacle.

He tightly grasped the weapon in his hand that exuded an evil aura. The light on the weapon became more sinister in his anger, as if responding to the owner's emotions. Others also grasped their weapons tightly, preparing for a bloody fight.

"Hmph, no matter who it is, don't try to stop us!" The woman with the whip took the lead. The whip in her hand was like a nimble poisonous snake, drawing a strange arc in the dim light.

The whip was completely black and inlaid with some gems emitting green light. Each gem seemed to contain endless energy. As the whip was swung, a faint vitality flowed through it.

She swung the whip violently, and the whip instantly extended and lashed towards Jing Yuan, bringing up a whistling sound of the wind, which seemed to be mixed with the wailing of wronged souls.

Jing Yuan's eyes flashed, and he dodged to the side, easily avoiding the fierce attack.

But when the whip hit the ground, it was like hitting fertile soil. Some sharp thorns instantly grew out of the ground and stabbed towards Jing Yuan's legs.

Seeing this, Jing Yuan swung his sword, and lightning surged out from the blade, cutting off all the thorns and turning them into a pile of charred ashes.

"You're quite capable!" The woman holding the whip sneered and swung the whip again. This time the whip turned into countless black shadows, attacking Jing Yuan from all directions. Each shadow carried a deadly threat.

At the same time, the woman holding the dagger also took action.

She was light and rushed towards Jingliu like a ghost. The dagger in her hand was flashing with cold light. The blade of the dagger was engraved with strange runes. Under the infusion of the power of abundance, those runes emitted a dizzying light.

She was extremely fast and arrived in front of Jingliu in the blink of an eye. She stabbed the dagger in her hand towards Jingliu's throat. Her movements were clean and neat, without any delay.

Jing Liu remained calm, and gently swung the Zhili Sword in his hand, and a stream of icy sword energy flew towards the dagger.

The sword energy and the dagger collided with each other, making a crisp sound. The air around them dropped several degrees in an instant, and a thin layer of frost appeared around the two people.

The woman holding the dagger frowned slightly. She didn't expect Jing Liu to react so quickly, so she changed her tactics and moved quickly around Jing Liu, looking for her flaws. The dagger in her hand kept stabbing out, each time with a fierce murderous intent.

On the other side, a man holding a machete rushed towards Huai Yan.

He was a big, muscular man, and the machete wielded by him was as easy as a toy.

There were complex markings on the machete. As he swung it, some strange flowers appeared around the machete. These flowers looked beautiful, but in fact they were murderous.

Some tiny poisonous thorns shot out from the stamens of the flower and shot towards Huai Yan.

Huai Yan snorted coldly, formed seals with his hands, and flames rose around his body.

The flames were like a roaring fire beast, swallowing up all the stingers and turning them into wisps of green smoke. Then, he pushed a wave of flames towards the man holding the machete. Wherever the flames reached, the ground was burned black.

The man holding the spear stared at Feixiao. Holding the spear, he moved as fast as lightning and stabbed towards Feixiao.

The power of abundance on the spear turned into lightning, rotating around the spear, increasing the spear's attack power and speed.

Feixiao's eyes focused, and she flashed and avoided the attack of the spear at an extremely fast speed.

Her figure left a trail of afterimages around the enemy, making it impossible for the man holding the spear to determine her true location for a moment.

"Don't hide, little rat!" The man holding the spear roared, and he inserted the spear into the ground. A powerful electric current was released from the spear and spread around.

Feixiao dodged and was almost hit by the electric current, but she quickly adjusted and continued to deal with the enemy.

"How did you get in?" Jing Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes were as cold as lightning. His gaze was staring at the four people in front of him as if it were real.

His brows were slightly furrowed, forming a deep groove on his forehead, and every line seemed to hide his vigilance and doubt about this sudden enemy.

He slightly turned sideways, maintaining a fighting posture, with the long sword in his hand pointing diagonally at the ground. Lightning flickered on the blade, as if it would erupt with devastating power at any time.

The woman holding the whip let out a sharp laugh, "Hmph, how did we get in? You people from Xianzhou are not qualified to know." Her eyes were full of provocation and disdain, and the whip in her hand shook gently.

"You sneaked in behind us, so you have no right to know anything." Feixiao said with a mocking smile on her lips, her eyes full of contempt for the enemy's pretense of mystery.

Her figure flashed lightly, as if she was provoking the other party, or as if she was showing off her ease.

The weapon in her hand flickered, like stars in the darkness, in stark contrast to the evil light of her enemy.

Fei Xiao continued, "Do you think you can hide your whereabouts from us? You were exposed from the beginning. You are just a bunch of rats following behind us in an attempt to take advantage of us."