Two were at the Qi Condensation Seventh Layer, and two at the Qi Condensation Eighth Layer. Chang Tianhua truly thought highly of Song Changsheng, but opponents of this caliber were still not worth mentioning to Song Changsheng.
"Most of you Earth Fire Sect disciples are skilled at fire-element spells. Perfect. I'm fairly capable with water-element spells, so today I'll weigh the measure of your abilities!"
Song Changsheng roared as the magic incantations in his hands shifted rapidly. Countless strands of water spiritual energy gathered around him, eventually forming two lifelike water dragons out of thin air, radiating terrifying might.
This was the realm only attainable after cultivating the Water-Fire Control Technique to mastery—Elemental Manifestation. Although these two water dragons consisted solely of pure water spiritual energy, their combat strength was comparable to that of mid- and high-grade First-Tier demon beasts.
"The kid's mouth is pretty tough." A cultivator whose face was covered in fiery boils grinned savagely, raised his hand, and sent a three-foot longsword hurtling toward Song Changsheng.
"Be careful," Song Changhu could not help warning him.
Song Changsheng's expression did not change. He said softly, "Stay farther away from the battlefield. Protect yourselves."
With a wave of his hand, a water pillar surged out from beside him and instantly swept the flying sword back.
"Go!" He thrust both hands forward, and the water dragons entwined around Song Changsheng immediately lunged at the two Qi Condensation Seventh Layer cultivators.
Meanwhile, Song Changsheng alone faced the two Qi Condensation Eighth Layer cultivators. He curled his palms into claws, and water spheres formed behind him one after another. With a slight movement of his mind, every water sphere instantly descended upon the two men.
"Join forces and block it!" The two Earth Fire Sect disciples were startled and hurriedly joined forces to raise a spiritual power shield.
Yet just as the water spheres were about to strike the shield, Song Changsheng lightly clenched his hand, and all the water spheres exploded at once, transforming into countless tiny droplets.
The dense droplets crashed into the shield with a thunderous impact. Though they looked fragile, they pierced the shield full of holes in the blink of an eye, like a sieve.
The two Earth Fire Sect disciples suffered miserably as well. Their bodies were blasted full of innumerable tiny holes by the droplets, and they collapsed to the ground, unable to move.
On the other side, the two Qi Condensation Seventh Layer Earth Fire Sect disciples were still locked in an inseparable battle with the water dragons. With only a thought from Song Changsheng, the two water dragons suddenly expanded at high speed, catching the pair off guard and wrapping them inside.
Amid a burst of spinning heavens and turning earth, the bones throughout their bodies were instantly shattered. They fell to the ground, taking in more breath than they let out.
After the battle, Song Changsheng had not even moved his feet, yet the four Earth Fire Sect disciples were already finished.
This display not only shook the Earth Fire Sect disciples, but even the Song Clan Disciples beside them were dumbfounded. Those had been four late-phase Qi Condensation Stage cultivators—yet they had been dealt with so easily?
"Trash!" Chang Tianhua cursed inwardly. He narrowed his eyes at Song Changsheng ahead, killing intent already rising from the bottom of his heart. A genius had to be strangled in the cradle!
One Song Xianming had suppressed all of Ling Province for decades. Now, they would never allow another such figure to emerge.
Clap, clap, clap.
Chang Tianhua applauded as though no one else existed, the corner of his mouth curling upward. "Wonderful, truly wonderful. As expected of the number one among the Song Clan's younger generation—you do have some skill. Do you dare try your hand against this Young Master?"
Chang Tianhua hooked a finger at Song Changsheng with a teasing look, his provocation unmistakable.
"What are you supposed to be?" Song Changsheng did not take the bait. Though he did not fear Chang Tianhua, the other side had the advantage in numbers. He had to conserve his spiritual power and wait for reinforcements.
"Hehe, afraid already? Like grandfather, like grandson. That old bastard Song Xianming has hidden in his shell for more than ten years without daring to show his face. As his grandson, you really are a turtle too."
Chang Tianhua continued wildly probing the edge of courting death. He was determined to force Song Changsheng into making the first move so that he could seize the chance to cripple him!
Song Changsheng's sword brows stood erect as his eyes fixed dead on Chang Tianhua. In an unfriendly tone, he said, "Are you seeking death?"
"Changsheng, calm down. He has already reached the Qi Condensation Ninth Layer, and he has many magic artifacts protecting him. You are no match for him. He is deliberately trying to provoke you."
Song Changxiu arrived at that moment. Seeing Song Changsheng already on the verge of erupting, she still braced herself and tried to stop him.
Song Changsheng ignored her words. Chilling killing intent filled his eyes as he looked at Chang Tianhua. Pointing at him, he said coldly, "As you wish. Roll over here and offer up your head."
"Ha, what a joke!" Chang Tianhua sneered. He suddenly snapped open the folding fan in his hand and swept it forward, sending a barrage of needles as fine as ox hairs toward Song Changsheng.
Under the dazzling sunlight, the needles gleamed with a faint blue light. They had clearly been coated in potent poison. The moment he attacked, he intended to take Song Changsheng's life.
"Watch out for the hidden weapons!" Song Changxiu cried out in alarm.
But Song Changsheng reacted even faster than her warning. With a wave of his hand, he brought out the Treasure Gourd. The Treasure Gourd spun rapidly, expanding dozens of times in front of him and deflecting every poisoned needle.
Whoosh!
At the same time, Chang Tianhua flashed forward. At some point, the folding fan in his hand had been replaced by a long hook, which struck directly at Song Changsheng's head.
"Get back!"
Song Changsheng roared and drove the enlarged Treasure Gourd into the long hook. A scorching blast of air erupted at once, flattening a wide swath of grass and trees around them.
Yet the two combatants were completely unaffected, continuously directing their magic artifacts to collide.
Although Song Changsheng's cultivation had previously been one layer lower, and he had already consumed quite a bit of spiritual power, his spiritual power had been refined, greatly reducing its consumption. He felt no pressure at all in this direct clash.
Instead, Chang Tianhua gradually fell into a disadvantage. Anger flashed in his eyes. With a wave of his hand, he brought out another Treasure Pearl and a Glazed Mirror.
The three magic artifacts crashed forward together, immediately forcing the Treasure Gourd back. Just as Song Changxiu and the others began sweating for Song Changsheng, his expression remained calm.
He suddenly said to Chang Tianhua, "I'm a fairly decent artifact forger, but do you know why I only use one magic artifact?"
Chang Tianhua asked instinctively, "Why?"
"Go ponder it carefully on the Yellow Springs Road." The magic incantations in Song Changsheng's hands changed swiftly, and the Treasure Gourd immediately spewed out a thick water dragon.
The water dragon instantly smashed through Chang Tianhua's three magic artifacts. Chang Tianhua was stunned by the sudden change, and in an instant, the water dragon coiled tightly around him.
"Young Master!" The Earth Fire Sect disciples were horrified and immediately wanted to rush forward.
"Take one more step, and you die!" Song Changsheng controlled the water dragon as it opened its bloody maw. At a single command from him, Chang Tianhua would immediately become a headless corpse.
The Earth Fire Sect members immediately halted, terrified that something might happen to Chang Tianhua.
Song Changxiu and the others were utterly stunned. No one had expected Song Changsheng to capture the Earth Fire Sect's Young Master alive so easily.
Just as the Earth Fire Sect members were afraid to act for fear of damaging the hostage, an aged voice suddenly sounded from nearby. "Little friend, release this sect's Young Master. This old man will make the decision and let you leave."
Song Changsheng looked into the distance, where an old man in a black robe had appeared at some unknown time.
"A Foundation Establishment Cultivator." Song Changsheng's expression tightened, and he immediately grabbed Chang Tianhua by the throat as quickly as possible.
Though Chang Tianhua had become a prisoner, he wore a fearless smile at that moment and said provocatively, "You're dead this time."
Slap!
Song Changsheng did not indulge him, backhanding him with a loud slap.
That slap not only stunned Chang Tianhua, but also left both the Song Clan and Earth Fire Sect disciples dumbfounded.
"He still dared to do that at a time like this. Was he not afraid of death?"
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