Ten Thousand Talismans Form an Array, the Yellow-Robed Strange Man

Wang Chenjue stared at Feng Quchu in disbelief. He had never expected Feng Quchu to use Moon Reflected in the Nine Springs when the Moon-Reflecting Sect had other techniques.

As expected of Moon Reflected in the Nine Springs. It really is bizarre. Feng Quchu's cultivation is too low to summon the evil spirits, though. Otherwise, it would be even more terrifying!

Wang Chenjue sighed inwardly.

"Ten Thousand Talismans Form an Array!"

This was no time for wonder. Wang Chenjue steadied his mind, drove his Source Power hard, and unleashed the Xuan-Tier Upper Grade technique Ten Thousand Talismans Form an Array.

Whoosh!

Ten thousand talismans surged forth and floated throughout the valley. A vast array sprang into being.

Wang Chenjue swayed, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

Controlling ten thousand talismans to raise an array at the Foundation Establishment Realm Eighth Layer is a strain after all. But together with Moon Reflected in the Nine Springs, it's more than enough to kill Dongfang Muxue!

He drove his Source Power harder.

Boom!

The array's power soared skyward, then crashed toward Dongfang Muxue.

Boom!

At the same time, a pillar of light descended from the vision of the full moon, bearing boundless force as it struck toward Dongfang Muxue's head.

In an instant, power bore down on Dongfang Muxue from every direction. There was nowhere to dodge!

"Ah!"

Screams rang through the valley. Many members of the Wang Family and disciples of the Azure Feather Sect perished beneath the two attacks.

"This is bad! Our clansmen must retreat!"

"Azure Feather Sect disciples, withdraw to safety!"

At the sight, Wang Yufu and Xie Shiwei abandoned their fight and shouted orders.

Whoosh!

They hurried away as streaks of light.

"Trying to leave?"

But Zhang Xingfeng and Chen Guyu blocked the Wang Family's path.

The Wang Family members were in disarray. This was the perfect chance to kill them, and neither man intended to let it slip!

"W-what are you doing?" Wang Yufu and the others asked in alarm.

"Sword's Initial Ultimate Intent: Sword Severs Spring and Autumn!"

"Thunder Shatters Eternity: Cloud River of Flashing Lightning!"

Zhang Xingfeng and Chen Guyu gave no answer. Each unleashed his technique.

"Ah! No!"

"Attacking us by surprise? How despicable!"

The Wang Family members were caught completely off guard. Before they could react, every last one of them dissolved into blood mist!

"Fall back first. My junior brother and I are going to help our junior sister!"

After dealing with the Wang Family, Zhang Xingfeng took the Danling Qisheng Art and hastily left them with those words.

"All right!"

Xie Shiwei and the others were wounded and knew they could do nothing to help, so they flew aside as streaks of light.

Outside the valley.

"Look! That vision of a full moon above the valley is terrifying. It must be Feng Quchu!"

"And those floating talismans? Could that be Wang Chenjue?"

"Who could be fighting Feng Quchu and Wang Chenjue at once? Qin Linyu?"

"Very likely. Let's go see!"

"Let's go!"

Over a hundred streaks of light crossed the sky, racing toward the valley.

"Hm? Feng Quchu and Wang Chenjue? How could I miss a show like that?"

"I'm done playing with you!"

Xiang Nitian's lips curled. With one palm strike, he killed the fifty-odd Rogue Cultivators surrounding him, then shot into the sky.

Inside the valley.

Boom!

In a flash, the attacks from above and below closed in on Dongfang Muxue.

Dongfang Muxue's brows drew tight. She dared not let down her guard.

She drove her Source Power to its limit, pouring a ceaseless stream of Source Qi into Ice Soul.

At once, Ice Soul blazed with light that reached ten thousand zhang. Thick, freezing mist rose, and ice spread outward, sealing seventy li of land in frost!

"Snowfall Through the Ages: Countless Condensations!"

Dongfang Muxue's long hair streamed behind her, her white robes snapping in the wind. Her expression was cold and distant as she unleashed Snowfall Through the Ages.

Creak!

In the blink of an eye, indestructible walls of ice formed above and below her.

Bang!

The power of Moon Reflected in the Nine Springs and Ten Thousand Talismans Form an Array slammed into the ice walls with a heaven-shaking crash.

Crack!

Yet the blows only riddled the walls with cracks. They did not shatter, and Dongfang Muxue remained unharmed within!

"How can this be?!"

Wang Chenjue lurched, eyes wide with disbelief.

"Impossible!"

Feng Quchu's eyes returned to black. He could not believe it either.

Wang Chenjue and I are both at the Foundation Establishment Realm Eighth Layer. I even sacrificed myself to use the Sect's supreme technique. How could we fail to break ice walls forged by Dongfang Muxue, who's only at the Foundation Establishment Realm Sixth Layer?

Impossible. Absolutely impossible!

"Pfft!"

Already wounded, Feng Quchu was so overwhelmed by anger that blood gushed from his mouth.

Whoosh!

While the two stood stunned, the ice walls abruptly changed, becoming two sharp arrows that shot toward the full-moon vision and the array in the valley.

Bang!

In an instant, the full-moon vision dispersed!

"Pfft!"

Feng Quchu spat more blood. He swayed violently and nearly fell from the sky.

"This is bad!"

Wang Chenjue cried out. Already struggling to maintain the array, he forced out more Source Power to withstand the arrow.

Ten thousand talismans whirled, the array flickered, and its power swelled another measure.

Bang!

It still could not stop the arrow. Pierced through, the array broke into pieces!

"Pfft!"

Wang Chenjue vomited blood. His Source Power suddenly faltered, and he could no longer control the ten thousand talismans in the air.

At once, they scattered on the wind like wastepaper.

Dongfang Muxue was faring little better. She swayed without cease, drenched in sweat.

Her cultivation was only at the Foundation Establishment Realm Sixth Layer, leaving a twentyfold gap in strength between her and Feng Quchu and Wang Chenjue.

And until a cultivator reached the Foundation Establishment Realm Ninth Layer, they could raise a technique's power to no more than half the limit of its original grade.

Dongfang Muxue was using a Heaven-Tier Upper Grade technique. At the Foundation Establishment Realm Sixth Layer, she could increase its power to roughly ninety times its base level.

Though Feng Quchu and Wang Chenjue had used only Xuan-Tier Upper Grade techniques, at the Foundation Establishment Realm Eighth Layer, the power they unleashed was equivalent to a hundred times Dongfang Muxue's!

Even with a Spirit Weapon, Dongfang Muxue would have struggled to withstand their combined attack, let alone destroy their ultimate techniques afterward.

She had managed it only by pushing Snowfall Through the Ages to its utmost, even beyond the halfway limit.

But it had left her Source Mansion empty and her Source Qi exhausted!

Dongfang Muxue's face was pale as paper. She was on the verge of falling from the sky.

"Hmm? Dongfang Muxue has run out of Source Qi. Kill her!" Wang Chenjue transmitted to Feng Quchu, delighted by what he saw.

"All right!"

Feng Quchu nodded.

The two forced out their Source Power, formed palm strikes, and blasted them toward Dongfang Muxue.

Bang!

But sword light and lightning flashed past, extinguishing both palm strikes!

"This is bad! Run!"

Seeing the sword strike and lightning still bearing down on them, Feng Quchu and Wang Chenjue cried out and retreated.

"Ah!"

Too late. With a howl, both exploded into blood mist.

"Junior sister, are you all right?"

"Senior sister, how are you?"

Zhang Xingfeng and Chen Guyu supported Dongfang Muxue, their voices full of concern.

"Fellow Daoist, how are you?"

Xie Shiwei and the others came to her side as well, concern written across their faces.

"Someone's coming this way. Let's leave the valley first."

Dongfang Muxue forced a smile and answered weakly.

"All right!"

Zhang Xingfeng and the others stepped onto their various weapons and flew away as streaks of light.

Inside the valley.

"Lucky you ran fast. Otherwise, every one of you would've died by my hand!"

A streak of light descended, and Xiang Nitian spoke in a low voice.

"Excellent! With you gone, Feng Quchu's and Wang Chenjue's Storage Bags are all mine!"

He looked around at the Storage Bags strewn across the ground, delighted.

"I'll take this one, and this one, and this one!"

Xiang Nitian happily gathered up the Storage Bags.

"Hm? Where's Wang Chenjue's Storage Bag? It was right here a moment ago."

A short while later, confusion filled his face.

Boom!

Suddenly, an ancient-looking stranger appeared above him, dressed in a yellow robe emblazoned with an enormous eight-trigram symbol.

"W-who are you?"

Xiang Nitian stared at the stranger and asked in alarm.

"Die!"

The Yellow-Robed Strange Man's hoarse, icy voice rang out as he placed a palm on Xiang Nitian's head.

"Ah!"

Xiang Nitian screamed in agony, his body trembling without cease.

In an instant, nothing remained of him but a pile of white bones. The Yellow-Robed Strange Man vanished into thin air!