There was another disturbance in the direction of the Moonwatch Cultivation Realm.
"Holy Earth Battle Monk Talisman Soldiers!" Seven more cultivators, all merely at the Golden Core Early Stage, appeared. Dressed in multicolored bodhi robes and forming hand seals, they formed a natural formation. A stream of ocher-yellow aura rose from each of them and converged together, gathering into the enormous image of a battle monk. The battle-monk apparition stood nearly thirty zhang tall, like an enraged Vajra, supporting the heavens and standing firm upon the earth.
"Scatter talismans and form soldiers!" the oldest cultivator among them shouted. He waved his hand, sending out more than a hundred strange ocher-yellow talismans, each one inscribed with the image of a monk soldier in spiritual patterns.
The battle-monk apparition formed by the seven cultivators held out its left palm flat and slowly extended it forward. A ray of spiritual light split into countless branches and struck the strange talismans. In an instant, wind and sand rose violently. Ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators could not steady themselves and were blown staggering to and fro.
A Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Moonwatch Cultivation Realm had originally been under siege, his magical power exhausted and his eyes closed as he awaited death. The enemy cultivators surrounding him were swept up by the wind and sand; their bodies fluttered through the air like withered leaves and were flung away. He himself was also struck by a wave of dizziness—the turbulent current distinguished neither friend nor foe.
The battle-monk apparition formed by the seven cultivators unleashed its spiritual light. The hundred-odd strange talismans gathered earth and formed soldiers, becoming one battle monk after another clad in ritual robes. Each carried a Buddhist staff, its robes billowing as they surged toward the cultivators of the Battlemoon Alliance.
"It seems