A Sect from a Spirit Vein

Chapter 695 -517: Opponent

The long Flood Dragon, white as jade, broke through the sky, its claws powerful, treading the wind and commanding thunder, with a luminous single horn wrapped in a radiant aura.

The Jade Flood Dragon let out a long cry, its body glowing brightly, slender and elegant, exuding an endless sense of divine beauty. At this moment, the cultivators of Junle County were all stunned, their battle intent dissipating, their strength waning, momentarily frozen in place, unsure of what to do.

Master Xuan Jing roared angrily, his cold and piercing Golden Core spiritual pressure shot upward.

He flicked his duster, and thousands of silver threads spun in the air, snapping like a whip, crackling like thunder, waking the surrounding cultivators.

Very well, let me test your skills.

Thinking thus, Master Xuan Jing flew up, approaching swiftly, glancing at the cultivator on the Flood Dragon’s back, snorting coldly: “Coming alone, Sect Leader Lu has quite some courage. If you die here, unable to witness the Golden Core Celestial Tribulation, wouldn’t that be regrettable?”

Lu Qian stood easily on the Jade Flood Dragon’s body, the cloak of white feathers on him fluttering in the wind, majestic and imposing, a ball of five-colored radiance subtly shimmering in his embrace, wondrous indeed.

On his forehead, a cluster of thunder light tribulation qi ceaselessly surging and gathering, remarkably striking.

Lu Qian surveyed the army of cultivators above Cold River Beach, estimating their numbers with clarity.

Upon hearing Master Xuan Jing’s question, he merely smiled faintly: “Master gathers the power of the entire county, yet dares not advance a step, hiding here in Cold River Beach like a turtle. If so afraid, why not surrender early?”

Master Xuan Jing was incandescent with rage, shouting: “Impudent!”

The duster whipped, ice-cold chill coalescing into frost flowers in the air, countless ice threads suddenly lengthened, like a silver rainbow striking towards Lu Qian.

Simultaneously, he waved his hand, an ice-blue treasure mirror emitting brilliant light, shooting out a blue beam. Where the light passed, layers of frost formed in the air, sweeping towards the Jade Flood Dragon.

Lu Qian’s brow shone brightly, his divine sense surging and roaring like a tidal sea. At this moment, Master Xuan Jing’s eyes widened, almost unable to refrain from exclaiming.

This is—mid-stage Golden Core!

Reports said his spiritual sense strength had surpassed early-stage Golden Core, but now it seems, upon entering the realm of Foundation Establishment Perfection, his divine sense can compare to mid-stage Golden Core!

The five-colored radiance in Lu Qian’s embrace flashed, a grand array appeared suddenly, the spirit crystal burned fiercely, fourfold transformation manifesting naturally.

Fourfold Transformation—Three Thousand Weak Waters!

Muddy yellow torrents surged and formed, a mighty river rushing in the air, swirling to protect Lu Qian and the Jade Flood Dragon within.

The duster’s silver rainbow, the treasure mirror’s light struck the weak water torrent, with hissing sounds, white smoke rising, water splashing, yet unable to break through the barrier.

He managed alone to withstand Master Xuan Jing’s two magical treasures!

Master Xuan Jing’s heart sank, this child indeed as reports said, consciousness collection extraordinary, able to use Foundation Establishment cultivation to employ Golden Core level array transformation, extremely adept in array arts, the power of array transformation very strong.

While Lu Qian countered the attack, the Jade Flood Dragon twisted its body, lightning from its four feet, electric light crackling in the air, white light flashed on its single horn, thunder like sharp swords piercing the sky, shooting towards Master Xuan Jing.

At the same time, Lu Qian waved his hand, the weak water torrent roared, transforming from a protective whirlpool to a surging wave, pressing towards Master Xuan Jing.

Master Xuan Jing showed a solemn expression, shaking the duster, thousands of silver threads dancing, quickly weaving a massive ice net, meeting the striking white lightning.

The brilliant blue ice mirror radiated, sky-reaching beams shooting out, aimed at the weak water torrent.

The muffled rumble echoed in the sky, with thunder shooting, frost flying, light spurting, torrents surging.

Instantly, Master Xuan Jing’s face changed, the duster tightened around the lightning, but the treasure mirror couldn’t resist the weak water turbulent flow. This fourfold transformation is stronger than imagined!

With a thunderous crash, Three Thousand Weak Waters fell from the sky, heavily striking Master Xuan Jing. The master shouted, layers of dark blue frost emerged, about to employ secret technique, suddenly his divine sense stirred, heart delighted.

Golden flames, fluid-like, suddenly spread and flowed in the air, a dragon roar echoed in the night sky, a phoenix cry crossed the heavens.

A fire dragon, tens of feet long, shook its head and tail, its scales distinct; a gigantic-winged Vermilion Bird soared into the sky, fiery feathers trembling. Two massive flaming beasts, enveloped in huge fire vortices, whistled forward, colliding with the weak water turbulent flow!

Explosions rang across the area, intense heat waves and fierce winds whooshed, pushing back the Junle County Foundation Establishment cultivators, who had just approached to assist, by a hundred feet.

As the flames drew back, the weak water torrent dispersed completely, the dragon and sparrow reduced significantly, returned intertwined, forming a scarlet Dragon Sparrow Fire Ring, caught by the arriving Golden Core Master.

Master Yaoming from Dongping County, here to assist!

Two Golden Core masters stood side by side, behind them the surging arrival of twenty-four Junle County Foundation Establishment cultivators, Lu Qian laughed heartily, spun around and retreated.

“Using numbers to bully the few, Junle and Dongping Counties are no more than this.”

“Scoundrel, where are you going!” Enemies meet, especially gleeful, Master Yaoming’s body rose with golden flames, the repaired Dragon Sparrow Fire Ring quivering, ready to pursue Lu Qian.

Yet Master Xuan Jing reached out to block, saying in a deep voice: “Fellow Daoist Yaoming, do not be reckless. This child comes alone, merely to probe and lure enemies. Their sect’s Guh Niqiang is right behind, if pursued rashly, it may lead to an ambush.”