Don't Shout Randomly

"Fellow Daoist Hehe?"

The Five Elders of Huayang had no idea what Wang Li was talking about.

Yet at that very moment, Qi Jianzhu shuddered in alarm.

A heart-palpitating surge of spiritual energy had already rippled across his chest.

His reaction was exceptionally swift. The instant he sensed that spiritual energy fluctuation, a mass of fiery true flame instantly formed a round shield several feet wide before his chest.

Puff!

Yet the spiritual energy fluctuation from ahead merely gave a soft sound before vanishing without a trace.

At the same time, five blue-black streaks of radiance appeared behind him. The five streaks condensed into the shape of a ghostly claw and silently landed on his back.

No sooner had disbelief and extreme terror appeared on Qi Jianzhu's face than his complexion turned a dark bluish green, followed by a thin layer of frost.

Thud.

The other four of the Five Elders of Huayang had only just felt their hearts tremble and spiritual energy surge through their bodies when their eldest brother toppled forward onto the ground, his entire body convulsing as though he were about to freeze to death.

"You..."

Shen Yu's expression changed drastically. Just as he shouted sharply, four round fireballs appeared around him, and a cloud of hazy yellow smoke already rose before his eyes.

A streak of dark gold radiance charging head-on swept straight through the four round fireballs and slammed viciously into his abdomen.

His shout came to an abrupt halt as the power within that dark gold radiance blasted him off the ground.

Li Xin, Shen Suzhen, and Yang Mei, the remaining three of the Five Elders of Huayang, were instantly pale with fright. As they retreated simultaneously, several streams of fire formed several fire pythons that instantly wrapped around Wang Li.

Boom!

The fire pythons exploded violently, raging flames engulfing an area dozens of yards wide.

Yet Wang Li had vanished completely from within.

Li Xin's breathing stopped entirely. At that moment, he sensed a faint spiritual energy fluctuation on his left. Sweeping it with his divine sense, he immediately discovered a transparent ripple spreading through the air, with Wang Li appearing at its center.

"You!"

His left hand moved repeatedly, and the four round fire shields already circling him immediately flew to the side facing Wang Li. At the same time, his right hand repeatedly swept toward that transparent ripple.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Lightning burst from his palm. With each explosion of lightning, an extremely condensed purple flame shot with perfect accuracy into Wang Li's figure within the transparent ripple.

This was the Huayang Sect's Divine Thunder Purple Fire, the Thunder Fire Technique. In battle, it was even faster than ordinary fire techniques.

Wang Li, emerging from that transparent ripple, seemingly had no time to react before being struck by the three purple flames.

Yet Li Xin's pupils contracted sharply. Those three purple flames had struck nothing tangible at all, as if they had passed through a phantom!

The transparent ripple turned into several wisps of faint water vapor and disappeared.

This was yet another bizarre technique of imitation!

Smack!

Almost at the same time, on the other side of his body, what had seemed to be only the gentle breeze stirred up by his fire shields suddenly became solid. As it brushed against his face, it abruptly glimmered with faint blue light, like a huge blue hammer smashing viciously into his forehead.

Li Xin's vision went black, and he was sent spinning through the air.

"Ah!"

Shen Suzhen and Yang Mei screamed in terror. Both their hands flickered frantically as dozens of vivid red flames raced madly around them, as though crimson vines were growing through the void.

At that very moment, a cloud of white icy mist descended upon Shen Yu, who had already fallen to the ground. Shen Yu had originally been unable to move while clutching his abdomen, but as the white icy mist surged over him, his entire body seemed to freeze stiff.

Li Xin crashed to the ground and staggered as he tried to rise, but at that moment, Wang Li's figure had already appeared at his side.

Smack!

Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Li struck the left side of his neck with a punch.

The Huayang Sect cultivator, whose vision was full of golden stars and who had not even managed to stand steadily, obediently fell to the ground and passed out.

After knocking Li Xin down with one punch, Wang Li smiled at the two female cultivators in the distance.

"You're shameless! You actually ambushed us!" Only now did the two female cultivators finally confirm that this was indeed Wang Li's true body.

"Hehe!"

Wang Li moved, and his body split into three again. The three figures flowed at high speed like fleeting light and passing shadows.

The two female cultivators released their divine sense and had only vaguely determined which figure was Wang Li's true body when dozens of talismans were already floating around them.

"They're usually so overbearing, but when it comes to actually fighting someone, they wouldn't even know how they died." He Lingxiu sat quietly on an old willow tree across the riverbank. Watching this scene, her face was filled with disdain.

There was no need to watch to know the fate of her two remaining senior sisters.

Of Uncle-Master Qingyang's five direct disciples, Qi Jianzhu was already at the Eighth Level of Qi Refining, Shen Yu at the Seventh Level of Qi Refining, and Li Xin was on the verge of advancing to the Seventh Level of Qi Refining. As for the two senior sisters, Shen Suzhen was also at the Seventh Level of Qi Refining, while only Yang Mei was at the middle stage of the Sixth Level of Qi Refining.

These people had come looking for trouble with Wang Li in such a menacing fashion, yet they did not even have the strength to fight back.

Had they merely been fellow disciples who did not see each other day and night, that would have been one thing. But these five even shared the same master, yet they had not the most basic coordination when fighting together. Every one of them only looked after themself. Not only had they been picked off one by one, but when Qi Jianzhu and Shen Yu were struck by spells at the start, the others had been frightened at heart. Their first instinct had not been to rescue them, but to retreat on their own.

In her eyes, these five fellow disciples were now utterly worthless.

But Wang Li, by contrast, fought as though he had been tempered through a thousand hammerings. His thoughts were extraordinarily clear as well. The moment he attacked, he directly crushed Qi Jianzhu, the one with the highest cultivation. After that, he repeatedly used spells and talismans to conceal his figure, leaving these people without even room to counterattack.

Now, facing the final two cultivators, he was even more lavishly scattering so many talismans without hesitation. He plainly intended to end the battle cleanly and decisively, with no intention of giving the two any chance to recover their senses.

The cultivators of every immortal sect in Lesser Jade Continent had their own strengths. The Five Elders of Huayang all had higher cultivation than Wang Li, so it could not be said that they possessed no combat power at all. Yet they had been caught utterly unprepared, and Wang Li had kept them suppressed in that state of disarray until the end of the battle.

Fortunately, she had never liked Qi Jianzhu and the others much. Otherwise, just watching this would have been suffocating.

Boom boom boom boom!

As thoughts flashed through her mind like lightning, dozens of talismans activated all at once. All kinds of power exploded chaotically, and the firelight around Shen Suzhen and Yang Mei, the two female cultivators of Huayang Sect, was instantly shattered into pieces. The two women were simply terrified. As True Essence within their bodies collided chaotically, they had no idea what they could do.

Two streams of incomparably frigid power surged into their bodies at that moment, instantly freezing even their seas of qi.

The dust settled.

When the spiritual energy fluctuations completely dispersed, Wang Li stood quietly, seeming remarkably relaxed.

As for the Five Elders of Huayang, some lay sprawled, some had fallen, some had fainted. Not one could stand.

Wang Li looked toward Qi Jianzhu.

Qi Jianzhu had only just struggled into a sitting position.

The leader of the Five Elders of Huayang, an Eighth Level of Qi Refining cultivator, was trembling uncontrollably. Meeting Wang Li's gaze, he felt humiliation, disbelief, and a measure of fear. Frost crackled across his face and continuously broke away.

"Wang..." he said with difficulty.

But after he tremulously uttered only that one word, Wang Li immediately cut him off. "Don't shout randomly. If you wish to address me, call me Fellow Daoist Wang Bihui!"