Zhao Leicong Falls, Qi Yulong Ascends the Mountain
Following closely behind Yun Zhan was a Flying Boat with incredible speed. Five Foundation Establishment Cultivators flew out from it, each with extraordinary strength, including two Foundation Establishment Late Stage experts.
Upon seeing the arrival of the Dragon Valley Patrol Envoys, all the forces that were wreaking havoc on Bianhe Mountain fell silent and chose to retreat without prior agreement.
Seeing this, Zhao Leicong breathed a slight sigh of relief. However, when he looked down, the scene of ruins and scorched earth came into view. This Zhao Household Ancestor, who had worked hard for the Lineage all his life, suddenly felt dizzy and staggered.
Just then, a magnificent, moon-white, Moon Disc floated down from the clouds.
The aura of the Moon Disc was well concealed, and Zhao Leicong was nearly exhausted, his perception severely diminished. It wasn't until the Moon Disc was only thirty feet away from him that he suddenly realized it.
Brush!
The Moon Disc suddenly accelerated, striking while the iron was hot to finish it off!
In his haste, Zhao Leicong hastily summoned the Nine-Tiger Golden Bell, which, with a clang, successfully blocked the attack.
But before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, a streak of azure light pierced through the clouds and arrived beside him in an instant.
The Azure Light transformed from the Xun Wind Escape Technique Talisman was fast even for someone in the Foundation Establishment Late Stage, let alone Zhao Leicong, who was already severely injured.
Pfft!
This was the ultimate, pinnacle of a strike. Golden Blade Light ripped through the sky, like the first ray of divine light at the birth of heaven and earth. An old head, its face filled with astonishment, flew up in response.
After killing Zhao Leicong, Yang Tianyou dared not linger. He grabbed the other's magical Law Artifacts and Storage Ring, and with the remaining power of the Xun Wind Escape Technique Talisman, his figure soared into the Yun Tian and disappeared.
Upon seeing this, the inspectors exchanged glances but did not make any rash moves.
Their immediate priority is to expel the Devil Cultivators and Foreign Races from Bianhe Mountain, and also to send people to rescue Mortals.
The patrol team consisted of only six people, and Yun Zhan was also entangled with Iron Rakshasa. They were already short-handed, so they had no time to hunt down the master of Azure Light.
In the end, the inspectors simply disposed of Zhao Leicong's body hastily and handed it over to the remaining Zhao Household. They then stopped interfering and began to purge the remaining Devil Cultivators and Foreign Races on Bianhe Mountain, especially the few Foundation Establishment left behind by the Dragon Valley Sect to support Iron Rakshasa.
On the other side, the Zhao Household cultivators who had miraculously survived on Bianhe Mountain had initially breathed a sigh of relief because of the arrival of the Dragon Valley Patrol Envoys, but when they saw the headless corpse of their Old Ancestor Zhao Leicong, it was as if a bolt from the blue had struck their hearts.
"Old Ancestor!"
One by one, the Zhao Household cultivators, covered in blood, knelt tremblingly before Zhao Leicong's corpse, followed by a chorus of wailing cries. In the hearts of the surviving Zhao Household at this moment, the sky... had collapsed!
Yang Household, Purple Moon Mountain.
Just as the Iron Rakshasa attacked Bianhe Mountain, a slightly thin figure in a gray robe strode through the air, covering a hundred feet in a single step, and arrived in front of Purple Moon Mountain.
Qi Yulong did not conceal his aura. With his hands behind his back, he stood quietly in the air. His figure, though not tall or large, resembled a majestic and vast mountain, inspiring awe in all who beheld him.
"The Dragon Valley Sect Master has come uninvited. What brings you here?" A flash of red light appeared, Jin Lianri flew out from the Purple Moon Mountain, confronting Qi Yulong from hundreds of feet away.
"Hehe, do you not know the purpose of our sect's visit, Fellow Daoist Friends?" Qi Yulong smiled faintly and waved his hand. "The other Daoist Friends, please come out as well. Hiding your head and tail is not the behavior of Nascent Soul sect."
As the sound faded, accompanied by the rushing water, the blue mist dissipated, revealing Zheng Qiufeng's figure standing side by side with Jin Lianri.
"Your perception is remarkably keen; I admire you greatly!" Zheng Qiufeng smiled slightly, but his eyes were filled with solemnity.
"Be careful, my Heaven-Hiding Spiritual Garment couldn't hide from him. This guy is very strong."
Upon hearing Zheng Qiufeng's telepathic message, Jin Lianri's eyes flickered slightly, and he nodded without making a sound.
"Two Golden Core Cultivators from the Gold and Silver Alliance, willingly hiding in a small Foundation Establishment Lineage. Would you be interested in telling me why?" Qi Yulong said with a smile, though his tone carried a hint of sarcasm.
"Hehe, why is Sect Master Qi not staying at your Dragon Valley Sect to guard against the Three Rivers Sect's retaliation, but instead going to the trouble of personally climbing Purple Moon Mountain?" Jin Lianri retorted unhurriedly.
"Alright, enough with the nonsense. You all know why I'm here. Let's get straight to the point and hand over the Divine Ability Stele!" The voice was calm, yet it contained an unparalleled domineering aura.
Upon hearing this, Jin Lianri and his companion were instantly enraged. "As expected of demons! How dare they be so arrogant! Very well, today we will eliminate them and uphold justice!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Lianri opened his mouth and spat out a golden-red Flame Pearl.
The Flame Pearl grew larger with the wind, transforming into the size of a house in the blink of an eye. Its body was wreathed in scorching flames hot enough to melt gold and refine iron, and it crashed down on Qi Yulong, who was not far away.
Zheng Qiufeng was equally impressive. With a wave of his sleeve, a Heaven-Shrouding Cloud Sleeve, carrying a storm, swept towards Qi Yulong with tremendous force.
"That's right, we're just going to have to fight anyway, why waste words!" Qi Yulong was not flustered at all, but instead smiled and slowly extended his right palm.
If he was a towering mountain before he made his move, once he did, this thin, middle-aged man seemed to transform into a Flood Dragon that stirred up the vast ocean in an instant.
In a daze, Jin Lianri seemed to see the Flood Dragon baring its fangs and claws at him, its scales sharp as blades, and its Dragon Roars deafening.
The Flood Dragon emerged from the clouds and mist, its claws reaching out. In an instant, the sparse starlight in the sky vanished, as if it had been completely grasped in its palm.
Strands of dark Devil Qi flowed down the edge of his palm, transforming into Fierce Beasts with grotesque appearances, roaring silently.
Wheel-Turning Great Hand Seal!
Buzz!
A black demonic palm, tens of feet wide, gently descended, with Flood Dragons coiling and Fierce Beasts roaring above it, as if a mountain had collapsed, its power astonishing.
Boom!
The demonic hand first collided with the Flame Pearl. Upon contact, the flames that had been burning intensely on the surface of the bead began to extinguish inch by inch. The Flame Pearl hummed continuously in mid-air, its flames flickering and fading.
"What?"
Jin Lianri was shocked. As the owner of the Law Treasure, he knew that the flames had not been extinguished, but rather absorbed.
Within that dark demonic hand lay an incredibly powerful devouring intent, with wisps of Devil Qi rising and falling within it, transforming into dark vortexes in a trajectory that Jin Lianri could not comprehend.
The moment his Law Treasure came into contact with the vortex, not only the flames but also the Spiritual Power contained within it were forcefully seized, as if it were a bottomless Bottomless Cave devoured everything.
"Be careful, this..." After his initial surprise, Jin Lianri hurriedly tried to warn Zheng Qiufeng, but it was too late.
The dark demonic hand crashed down with a thunderous roar, silently swallowing layer upon layer of water vapor. Its own aura also surged, and the dark demonic hand, which was originally tens of feet wide, expanded again, blotting out the sky as it slammed down.
Witnessing this, Jin Lianri and Zheng Qiufeng exchanged a solemn glance. Their Golden Core Law Power surged forth, not forward, but poured entirely into the earth. "Two Principles Water-Fire Formation, activate!"
They were waiting in comfort at Purple Moon Mountain, so naturally they wouldn't just sit idly by. They had already set up a mid- Third-Tier Middle-Grade Formation Disc outside the mountain peak.
At this moment, the two Golden Core Cultivators jointly activated the Formation. In an instant, red and blue lights intertwined and soared into the sky, illuminating the originally dark sky and making it clear and radiant.
Qi Yulong lowered his eyes and looked at the Third-Tier Middle-Grade array in front of him, but his expression remained unchanged. His slightly thin hand continued to slowly and firmly descend.
Thump!
A thunderclap suddenly sounded from the ground, a deafening explosion that echoed through the night sky like rolling Lei Ming.
The dark demonic hand collided with the Two Principles Water-Fire Formation. The Devil Qi and the water and fire energies fiercely fought and eroded each other. Suddenly, gusts of wind howled across the sky and swept away.
The earth, rocks, and gravel covering the mountains and plains were swept up by the powerful Storm, drifting uncontrollably with the current and disappearing into the vast night.