You Want to Pick Us Off One by One? I'll Have All Four Attack Together

The Explanatory Sect Golden Immortal's expression was extremely ugly.

His cultivation was indeed high.

Facing any one of Wang Mo's group of four alone, he had absolute confidence in victory.

But the four joining forces was another matter entirely.

Especially since the Four Sages of Nine-Dragon Island had cultivated together for many years.

They were intimately familiar with one another's methods.

Their simple four-man formation was far more effective than four unfamiliar immortals hastily banding together.

Wang Mo had no intention of giving his opponent much time to think.

"Attack!"

With a thunderous roar.

The four of them scattered at once.

Yet they did not truly widen the distance between themselves.

Wang Mo stood at the front.

Yang Sen took the left.

Gao Yougan and Li Xingba held the right and rear.

The four of their auras nearly merged into one.

Lin Yuan's eyes lit up.

Now this was more like it.

In the Investiture of the Gods Calamity, the most frightening thing was brothers charging in one after another to save their grandfather.

Sent in one at a time.

Who could withstand that?

If there were truly four people.

Then all four should attack together.

If the other side complained that they lacked martial virtue, let them call for reinforcements too.

After all, one of the Intercepting Sect's greatest advantages was—

Numbers.

The Explanatory Sect Golden Immortal clearly had no intention of retreating.

After all, in his eyes.

Four Intercepting Sect disciples around the Profound Immortal level, even if they joined forces, might not truly be able to do anything to him.

He raised a hand and sent out a jade seal.

The jade seal swelled in the wind.

In the blink of an eye, it became as large as a mountain.

It smashed down upon the four of them.

"Scatter!"

Wang Mo roared.

The four shifted position at once.

Yet they still maintained their formation.

The jade seal struck empty air.

The ground collapsed with a deafening boom.

Yang Sen had already charged in from the side, immortal light shooting straight at his opponent's back.

The Explanatory Sect Golden Immortal blocked it with a backhand strike.

Wang Mo immediately followed up.

One blow after another.

They gave their opponent almost no chance to catch his breath.

Lin Yuan did not rashly enter the battle.

With his current Early Heavenly Immortal cultivation, directly interfering in a Golden Immortal-level battle would be like delivering takeout.

The cash-on-delivery kind, at that.

He stood on the outskirts.

His Innate Spiritual Perception stretched to its limit.

All his attention was focused on the changes in the battlefield.

"Senior Brother Gao!"

"Right side!"

Gao Yougan almost instinctively shifted sideways.

The next instant.

A streak of Jade Clarity Sword Qi suddenly erupted from where he had been standing.

It grazed past him by the narrowest margin.

Gao Yougan broke out in a cold sweat.

"That was close!"

Lin Yuan's voice rang out again.

"Senior Brother Li, don't pursue!"

Li Xingba had just been about to press forward while his opponent retreated, but he immediately halted.

The moment he pulled back his foot.

The jade seal before the Explanatory Sect Golden Immortal suddenly spun back.

Had Li Xingba rushed forward just now.

That strike would have almost certainly hit him.

"Junior Brother!"

Li Xingba's eyes lit up.

"Keep watching!"

Lin Yuan naturally did not hold back.

Innate Spiritual Perception itself excelled at sensing the movements of qi.

Combined with the practical combat experience he had accumulated from the previous Golden Turtle Island Minor Tournament matches.

Though he could not defeat this Explanatory Sect Golden Immortal.

From an observer's perspective, he could more clearly detect the changes in the man's mana before each attack.

Which side was dangerous.

Where the feint lay.

Which position was best for retreating.

Lin Yuan kept calling out.

The Four Sages of Nine-Dragon Island had already worked together seamlessly.

Now, with an off-field guide added to the mix.

They fought with increasing smoothness.

"Senior Brother Wang, press from the front!"

"Senior Brother Yang, left side!"

"Senior Brother Gao, don't get greedy!"

"Senior Brother Li, seal off the rear!"

The four took turns bombarding a single Golden Immortal.

By the end, the Explanatory Sect Golden Immortal's face had begun to turn green.

Who exactly had the higher realm?

Why did he feel like he was the one being beaten down by opponents above his level?

Even more irritating was Lin Yuan.

That brat had the lowest cultivation.

Yet every sentence struck at a critical point.

Whenever he wanted to suddenly erupt and severely wound one of them first.

Lin Yuan would shout in advance.

Whenever he wanted to feign retreat and lure someone into pursuit.

Lin Yuan would shout again.

Whenever he prepared to use a magical treasure to create an opening.

Lin Yuan would still shout.

Several times, the Explanatory Sect Golden Immortal wanted to slap Lin Yuan to death first.

But the moment he shifted even a little attention toward him.

Wang Mo and the others' attacks immediately became even fiercer.

He could not hit him.

Yet leaving him alone was infuriating.

His blood pressure was through the roof.

"Intercepting Sect brat!"

"Do you only know how to hide in the back and shout?"

Lin Yuan laughed the moment he heard that.

"Senior."

"You, a Golden Immortal, ambushed several of my Profound Immortal senior brothers."

"And now you want to talk about fairness with me, a Heavenly Immortal?"

"How about you suppress your cultivation to the Heavenly Immortal realm first."

"Then I'll go out and duel you one-on-one?"

The Explanatory Sect Golden Immortal: "..."

Wang Mo and the others laughed so hard that they nearly failed to keep their attacks going.

"Junior Brother!"

"Stop provoking him!"

"If you truly anger him, he might risk his life later!"

Lin Yuan was quite willing to take advice.

He immediately shut his mouth.

Though it felt satisfying to talk back.

If he truly provoked a Golden Immortal into burning his origin, his own side would be the ones in trouble.

They fought for another hundred exchanges.

The Explanatory Sect Golden Immortal finally confirmed one thing.

Today's killing trap had already failed.

The four would not separate.

And Lin Yuan was there at the side, warning them in advance.

If he continued entangling with them, he would only waste mana.

"I'll spare you today."

He fiercely activated the jade seal.

A vast expanse of Jade Clarity Immortal Light exploded outward.

It forced Wang Mo and the others back.

Then he turned and transformed into a streak of fleeing light.

"Trying to run?"

Wang Mo instinctively prepared to give chase.

Lin Yuan's voice immediately rang out.

"Senior Brother."

Wang Mo paused mid-step.

Helplessness appeared on his face.

"I know."

"I won't chase alone."

"Honestly."

"You're even more like a commander than Wen Zhong now."

Only after seeing that all four had stopped did Lin Yuan truly relax.

He had originally been waiting for the system to settle the rewards.

He waited for a while.

His mind remained completely quiet.

The Fate-Reversal Prompt related to Wang Mo did not appear.

The smile on Lin Yuan's face slowly faded.

As expected.

It was not that simple.

This ambush was most likely only a dangerous turning point in Wang Mo's path toward death.

He had only avoided it once.

He was still far from truly surviving the deadly tribulation.

Wang Mo and the other three had not thought that much about it.

After the battle just now.

They had thoroughly come to trust Lin Yuan's perception.

Especially Gao Yougan.

If that suddenly appearing Sword Qi had hit him head-on.

Even if it had not killed him, he would have suffered serious injuries.

"Junior Brother Lin."

Gao Yougan walked over and patted his shoulder.

"Your perception is damn useful."

"When you come out to fight with us from now on."

"Your job is to call it out."

Lin Yuan wore an odd expression.

"Senior Brother Gao."

"Why do I feel like I've become a spotter?"

"What's a spotter?"

"Nothing."

Lin Yuan waved a hand.

"Just keep praising me."

Everyone laughed as they returned to the Shang Camp.

Not long after they left the valley.

On the West Qi side.

Several Qi Refiners who had been responsible for luring the enemy earlier had also returned to camp.

"It failed."

"Those four stayed together the entire time."

"Especially that young disciple of the Intercepting Sect."

"He gave warnings ahead of time at several critical moments."

The tent fell silent for a moment.

Someone asked coldly:

"That Heavenly Immortal?"

"Yes."

"His cultivation isn't high."

"But his perception seems extraordinarily sharp."

Another person pondered for a moment.

"Wang Mo has the most impatient temperament, yet even he could be restrained by him today."

"Using the same method again will probably be difficult to make work."

"Then we'll change methods."

Their gazes fell upon the four names laid out on the table.

Wang Mo.

Yang Sen.

Gao Yougan.

Li Xingba.

At last.

A finger slowly came down upon the three characters for Gao Yougan.

"This man's temper is even more explosive than Wang Mo's."

"Tomorrow, before the battle lines."

"Provoke him first."

The next day.

The two armies faced one another again.

Before they had even formally clashed.

A mocking voice rang out from the West Qi lines.

"Yesterday, I thought the Four Sages of Nine-Dragon Island had some real skill."

"Looking at them today, they're nothing special."

Wang Mo and the other three had only just stepped out of the Shang Camp.

When Gao Yougan's face had already darkened.

The other side continued shouting.

"Four people ganging up on one man."

"And they still needed a Heavenly Immortal brat in the back to warn them."

"And they dare call themselves the Four Sages?"

"If I were you, I'd have shut myself inside some cave abode long ago, sparing myself the shame of coming out to embarrass myself."

Veins bulged on Gao Yougan's forehead.

"That bastard..."

Lin Yuan stood beside him.

The moment he heard it, he knew something was wrong.

It was far too deliberate.

Yesterday, he had just reminded them not to split up.

Today, they immediately switched to provoking them before the battle lines.

If no one had planned this.

Who were they trying to fool, ghosts?

"Senior Brother Gao."

Lin Yuan had only just opened his mouth.

When Gao Yougan had already raised a hand.

"I know."

"Don't chase alone."

Lin Yuan felt somewhat reassured.

It seemed yesterday's ambush had still made an impression.

But the other side clearly had not planned to merely hurl a few insults.

A young Daoist directly rode a cloud out from the formation.

His cultivation was not particularly high.

Roughly at the True Immortal level.

"I've heard Gao Yougan has the hardest temper."

"Do you dare come out and fight me alone?"

Gao Yougan narrowed his eyes.

"A mere True Immortal dares—"

Lin Yuan directly stepped forward.

Blocking him.

"Senior Brother Gao."

"Why would you need to handle such a trivial task?"

Gao Yougan froze.

Lin Yuan had already stepped onto the Qingxuan Sword and flown out.

"Junior Brother!"

Even Wang Mo failed to stop him.

Lin Yuan was not worried in the slightest.

The very reason he had gone out himself was to keep Gao Yougan from walking into their trap.

They wanted to provoke Gao Yougan.

That meant their killing move had most likely been designed around Gao Yougan.

Since that was the case.

They would simply switch people.

Let's see what game you prepared to play.

That True Immortal from West Qi was also stunned.

The order he had received today had clearly been to provoke Gao Yougan into battle.

Why had a Heavenly Immortal come out instead?

"Who are you?"

"Lin Yuan of the Intercepting Sect."

Lin Yuan held the Qingxuan Sword.

"Didn't you want to fight?"

"Come on."

The other party frowned.

"I challenged Gao Yougan."

"What?"

Lin Yuan smiled.

"I'm an Early Heavenly Immortal, and you're a True Immortal."

"You think my realm is too high?"

"Want me to cripple a bit more of my magic power first?"

A burst of laughter immediately rose from the Shang Camp.

Gao Yougan had originally been boiling with rage.

But now he laughed as well.

"Junior Brother!"

"Beat him up!"

The West Qi True Immortal's face darkened.

If he kept refusing.

He would look as though he truly feared a Heavenly Immortal.

"Since you're courting death."

"I'll grant your wish."

His magic power erupted abruptly.

Lin Yuan was utterly fearless.

For the first time on a true battlefield, the Qingxuan Sword left its sheath.

Compared with the Thick Earth Sword's heaviness.

The Qingxuan Sword's greatest traits were speed and sharpness.

Sword Qi flashed.

Striking straight for the other man's face.

The West Qi True Immortal had originally thought his superior realm would let him suppress Lin Yuan with ease.

Only after truly exchanging blows did he realize.

Lin Yuan was incredibly troublesome.

His attacks were judged in advance by Innate Spiritual Perception.

Even when the occasional spell struck him.

The Blackstone Dao Body was absurdly tough.

And the edge of the Qingxuan Sword in Lin Yuan's hand made it impossible for him to ignore.

After more than ten exchanges.

They were actually evenly matched.

"Is this kid really a Heavenly Immortal?"

Someone in the West Qi camp frowned as well.

Gao Yougan, meanwhile, watched with a broad grin.

"With skills like Junior Brother's."

"Why would he need our protection?"

"Give him a few thousand more years of cultivation, and he might even be able to protect us in turn."

Yet Lin Yuan did not relax because of this.

Half his attention remained fixed on Gao Yougan.

Because the sense of true danger had never disappeared.

That True Immortal opposite him.

At most, he was the second layer of bait.

Just as the two clashed swords again,

Lin Yuan suddenly sensed a familiar aura rapidly approaching from the direction of West Qi.

Fire.

A spear.

And an exceedingly young yet overwhelmingly forceful immortal aura.

A name flashed through Lin Yuan's mind at once.

The next second,

a streak of fire had already charged into the battlefield!

"Get lost!"

The spear shadows swept across.

The West Qi True Immortal who had been fighting Lin Yuan swiftly retreated.

The firelight dispersed.

A youth standing atop Wind-Fire Wheels and holding a Fire-Tip Spear had already stopped in midair.

Nezha.

He really was an old acquaintance.

Nezha had clearly recognized Lin Yuan as well.

That time at Chentang Pass,

his master had forced him to apologize to Biyun.

Though he had indeed been at fault in that matter,

what truly made him remember Lin Yuan was that fellow's remark in front of his master—

"Then call all the parents over."

And Golden Spirit Holy Mother had actually come.

Whenever Nezha thought of it, his teeth itched.

"It's you?"

Lin Yuan raised a hand in greeting.

"Long time no see."

Nezha sneered.

"At Chentang Pass, you relied on Golden Spirit Holy Mother backing you up."

"Today is a battlefield."

"No one will protect you."

Lin Yuan's expression turned somewhat strange at those words.

"Nezha."

"Are you sure?"

Nezha frowned.

"What do you mean?"

Lin Yuan pointed behind him.

Wang Mo.

Yang Sen.

Gao Yougan.

Li Xingba.

A little farther away,

there was Wen Zhong as well.

A whole group of Intercepting Sect disciples was watching this place.

"There might even be more people than last time."

Nezha's face darkened for a moment.

"Cut the nonsense!"

The Fire-Tip Spear suddenly flared.

Nezha's strength far surpassed that True Immortal from before.

With one thrust of his spear,

even the air seemed to be torn apart by flames.

Lin Yuan's Innate Spiritual Perception screamed warnings.

He could dodge this strike.

But from the corner of his eye, he saw several auras within the West Qi formation quietly shifting as well.

Their target—

Gao Yougan.

As expected.

They wanted to use Nezha to hold him down,

then keep fishing Gao Yougan out.

Lin Yuan's thoughts raced.

Yet his body did not retreat.

Since they wanted to see whether he could withstand Nezha,

then he would let them see first.

The Blackstone Dao Body circulated at full force.

The Thick Earth Sword instantly appeared in his hand.

The power of the earth continuously gathered beneath his feet.

Nezha's Fire-Tip Spear had already arrived.

The spearpoint collided head-on with the Thick Earth Sword!

Clang—!

A thunderous boom rang out.

Firelight exploded.

The ground beneath Lin Yuan's feet shattered with a roar.

His entire body was shoved backward by the immense force for more than ten yards.

Both arms went numb.

His blood and qi churned violently within him.

Yet in the end, he still came to a steady stop.

His chest rose and fell several times.

But he did not fall.

Nezha stood where he was, spear in hand.

Yet his eyes slowly widened.

"You're only a Heavenly Immortal..."

"You're this tough?!"

"You're only a Heavenly Immortal..."

"You're this tough?!"

Nezha stood on the Wind-Fire Wheels, the Fire-Tip Spear held across his body, and for the first time, his gaze turned truly serious.

Though he had not used his full strength in that strike, he had certainly not held back much either.

If an ordinary Early Heavenly Immortal dared receive that blow head-on, their protective immortal light should have been pierced through by a single thrust.

Yet Lin Yuan had merely been knocked back more than ten yards.

His blood and qi seemed to be churning badly, but there was not even an obvious wound on him.

Lin Yuan shook his numb arms, fully aware of the situation as well.

The Blackstone Dao Body was indeed tough.

But Nezha was on a completely different level from the Heavenly Immortals he had encountered during the Golden Turtle Island Minor Tournament.

This was Taiyi's direct disciple.

Magical treasures, cultivation methods, divine abilities, combat experience—he lacked none of them.

If he truly thought that taking one spear strike meant he could go fifty-fifty with Nezha, that would be like downing two pounds of counterfeit liquor and forgetting his own surname.

"Not bad."

But Lin Yuan's words did not falter in the slightest.

"You've improved a little compared to when I saw you at Chentang Pass."

Nezha's face instantly darkened.

"You still dare mention Chentang Pass?"

With a shake of the Fire-Tip Spear, endless spear shadows suddenly spread out.

Flames surged like waves.

They swept toward Lin Yuan from every direction.

"Golden Spirit Holy Mother won't be stepping forward for you today!"