A Sect from a Spirit Vein

Chapter 540: Chapter 458: You Dare Block My Way?

At that moment, Master Fengfeng couldn’t believe his ears!

Two Golden Core Masters, leading fourteen skilled Foundation Establishment Feather Scholars, along with sixteen floating battleships carrying eight hundred Qi Cultivation Elites, still failed to capture Lingsha City.

Even Master Lingyin was dead!

”Ning Songzhi, are you sure you haven’t gone mad?!” Master Fengfeng felt utterly absurd. The small Shuangye Alliance, which had no Golden Core battle power, how could it achieve this?

Moreover, Master Lingyin was only hired for this task, and he wouldn’t fight to the death. If truly threatened, he would definitely retreat first. How could he die in Lingsha City without even managing to escape?

”It’s true, I swear on my life!” Ning Songzhi spat out another mouthful of blood, ”Not only that, Elder Wangg Hao and Wen Luhuan also died in battle, and Sect Leader Xu is trapped inside the Mountain Protection Grand Array of Lingsha City, his current situation unknown.”

”I have been seriously injured, unable to use Dao Patterns. Of the ten floating battleships I sent to assault Lingsha City, six have been destroyed.”

In an instant, Master Fengfeng felt a ringing in his ears, as if the world were spinning.

”Please, Master, come quickly to aid us!”

The next moment, Master Fengfeng shouted, the Celestial Cyan Fan flipped Yin and Yang, wind blades densely packed, wind nets layered upon layer, crashing down onto Ye Xiao.

Then, in a flash, he wrapped Kong Family’s two members and Liang Zhixing in escape light and shot toward Lingsha City, thirteen hundred miles away, without a backward glance.

He actually abandoned the Qi Cultivation Loose Cultivators he brought along and the direct lineage cultivators of the Kong Family.

”Master, Master! My family disciples are left defenseless against enemy Golden Core Masters!” Kong Lingde wailed, but Master Fengfeng paid him no mind.

The Earth Spirit Giant stretched its arms, tearing the wind net to pieces. The sky was filled with wind blades, which only stirred up a wave of earth on the giant’s body that was repaired in the blink of an eye.

Master Fengfeng’s sudden retreat surprised Ye Xiao. She hesitated briefly, pondering whether to give chase or continue assisting Master Cangfeng in stabilizing the chaos in Liangxiang County. The chaotic Qi Cultivators began to collapse and scatter, catching her attention.

To see things through to the end, it was best to eliminate these pests now, lest they cause trouble elsewhere.

She clapped her hands together, shaking the earth. Earth and stone giants emerged from the ground, crushing the Qi Cultivators. Earth Element Essence Qi surged like a dragon, instantly blasting over a dozen Qi Cultivators to pieces mid-air.

Indeed, Qi Cultivators are no different from insects before Golden Core Masters.

About a cup of tea’s time later, except for a few lucky escapees whom Ye Xiao was reluctant to pursue, no living person remained above Hidden Dragon Stream.

Just as she was about to leave, the Illusory Sound Treasure Conch vibrated.

”Fairy Ye, I have successfully repelled the enemies in the Dongping and Huaiyou counties, thanks to your assistance. You will be greatly rewarded after the battle.”

”Now, let’s immediately head north to see if we can rescue Lu Qian!”

”If possible, great. If not... we can take the opportunity to carve a large chunk from Chongming County to make up for the losses of this battle!”

Ye Xiao responded in a few words, reached an agreement with Master Cangfeng, and then vanished northward.

As soon as she left, several snow-white snake heads emerged from the crevices of Hidden Dragon Stream, their dark eyes scanning around, hissing their snake tongues to sense, and then they retreated into the mountain’s depths.

After conveying the call for aid, Ning Songzhi landed on a mountaintop, feeling pain throughout his body. Unable to suppress his injuries any longer, he spat more blood.

He gazed bewilderedly at the sky, letting out a heavy sigh.

Before the battle, he had desperately advised caution, but the Zhenren had dismissed him aloud. Now, events had unfolded disastrously. Lu Qian’s hidden cards had been revealed one after another, and even a formidable Golden Core Master lay dead.

Now Master Fengfeng returned to bolster their forces, but could everything really be solved? Can our Xuanguang Sect truly rise again?

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In the skies above Lingsha City, Yuchi Hui stared in shock as Wu Yan escorted Zhuang Qing and Yinn Hongbo toward the Octagonal Glazed Tower. His heart skipped a beat, and he nearly had his arm severed by a blow from Wang Yu.

What on earth was happening?

He sensed something amiss, but the formidable Wang Yu left him spread too thin.

Having fought until now, he and his teammates were fatigued, further taxed by extended Dao Pattern use to break Wang Yu’s corpse puppets, severely depleting their spiritual power. But Wang Yu still wielded his four arms, swinging his long halberds to form spectral dragon images. His towering body steamed, muscles bulging, and his deep heartbeat reverberating like drums.

He seemed tireless, his four arms whirling like windmills, continually drawing on the hidden potential within his muscles, fascia, bones, and qi and blood.

Even as an opponent, Yuchi Hui had to admit Wang Yu was a true martial arts prodigy.

His ”Eight-Armed Celestial God Dragon-Catching Skill” was deft in execution and remarkably intricate, yet also overwhelming in power and unmatched in ferocity.

Even after losing his corpse puppet, he could still single-handedly hold off Yuchi Hui and his teammates for so long.

But just then, Xu Chengyun controlled Qiuniu, aided by a String Kill Sound Attack, knocking Wang Yu’s last corpse puppet, Zhuo Wuying, from the sky. Xu Chengyun then strummed the Five-Stringed Zither heavily, redirecting Qiuniu toward Wang Yu!

Yuchi Hui suddenly hurled the Qilin Jade Seal down on Wang Yu, simultaneously flashing his body forward, the Mandarin Duck Halberd slicing a fierce arc towards Wang Yu’s neck. His teammate’s Mid-Stage Foundation Establishment flying sword shot dazzlingly toward Wang Yu’s left chest, as the dragon-headed, serpentine, golden-scaled Qiuniu roared, targeting his back.