A sword startles the devils over Cloud Dragon Lake, and Supreme Yin flowing light shatters Jinquan
Cloud Dragon Lake.
A loud, deep conch shell sounded from the rear camp, and flying boats rose up from all over the mountains. The array patterns on the boats lit up, and their energy was connected to each other, forming a mysterious formation in the blink of an eye.
This is not the foundation of the three sects of Ning Country, but a method brought by the Jade Spring Sect.
On each flying boat, the Jade Spring Sect members held the dominant positions, while the disciples of the four sects of Ning Country assisted them from the side.
Among this continuous fleet of flying boats, there are also numerous Demon Beast, most of which were cultivated by the Spirit Taming Sect. Each one is extremely ferocious, showing that they have put in a lot of effort.
In contrast, consider the Transformation Sect on the other side—
Insects and beasts gathered into clouds, occupying the sky and mountains. The venom had corroded the ground, turning it into a desolate wasteland, where many evil spirits and demons also roamed.
Within this billowing black mist, five demonic Golden Core True Person, some visible and some hidden, landed and eyed the other side of the lake menacingly.
The High Person Jinquan's wrinkled face remained expressionless throughout, only radiating demonic intent. His grey-green robes accentuated his ferocious appearance as he murmured, "I can sense that there seems to be another Golden Core True Person on the other side!"
Beside the High Person Jinquan was an old woman Ziyi.
Unlike the ethereal, woody aura emanating from the mountains surrounding High Person Jinquan, this old woman in Ziyi was a master of poisons.
Xu Kingdom, a member of the demonic sect, respectfully calls him the High Person Purple Robe, one of the two elders left behind by the previous generation in the Transformation Sect, along with the High Person Jinquan.
They are all at the Late Golden Core Stage stage!
Below these two elders were two men and one woman.
Of the two men, one was dressed in gray robes and wore a golden crown. He did not appear to be a member of the demonic path, but rather resembled a noble young master from the mortal realm in the Middle Golden Core Stage realm. He was a Rogue Cultivator Golden Core Transformation Sect the Huasheng Sect using demonic methods.
The other person was He Chong, an old acquaintance of Chen Shuangbai.
This person, due to repeated injuries and a narrow-minded nature, remains stuck at the Early Golden Core Stage.
The remaining female cultivator, dressed in green, had a brightly colored spider coiled on her slender hand. The spider was incredibly beautiful and its venom was potent, indicating that she was at the Early Golden Core Stage.
These five individuals were the ones who routed the four sects of Ning Country, forcing them to seek aid from the Jade Spring Sect.
In response to his old friend's doubts, the High Person Purple Robe also released his Divine Sense to perceive the situation and discovered that there was indeed a new Golden Core cultivator in the opposing camp.
Just as she was about to say something, her Dao heart suddenly warned her. With a flick of her sleeve, a purple venom, like viscous liquid, appeared out of thin air, gathering in front of her and vaguely forming a mysterious shield.
Before it was fully formed, a golden and jade-colored light burst through the air and struck her. With a crisp sound, the other scenery faded from the High Person Purple Robe's vision, leaving only the golden and jade-colored light that filled the heavens and earth. It was vaguely visible that it was a magic ring, with the golden subduing mantra flashing on it. Then... the latter struck her!
A deafening roar!
The purple poisonous mist surrounding the High Person Purple Robe celestial being was violently shattered by the golden and jade-colored light. She was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing into the distant mountains and rivers, creating a deep ravine in the earth.
High Person Jinquan was the first to react. With a stomp of his foot, billowing, eerie wood energy connected together, condensing into serpentine gray-white vines that were about to protect him.
But he suddenly felt a blur before his eyes, as if a bright moonlight had fallen in front of him, and he saw a Daoist priest wearing a pine-frost-colored robe standing in front of him.
The Daoist priest possessed an otherworldly air and an impeccable appearance. He was neither effeminate nor overly masculine, leaving one with no choice but to exclaim at first glance, "He is like a celestial being from heaven!"
But High Person Jinquan's heart jumped up, because he saw in the other person's hand a sword that was clear and transparent, like a flowing pool of Azure Wave water, with a perfectly round and flawless circle of light in the center!
The Daoist priest raised the sword in his hand.
In an instant, the world went dark.
In High Person Jinquan's vision, there was only the Daoist holding that precious sword, and... the sword he held high.
The sword emitted a dazzling light symbolizing the Grand Yin energy, transforming into various forms such as frosty snow-capped mountains, rustling frost flowers, golden palaces and jade halls, and fragrant golden millet, filling his field of vision.
"What's this?"
He Chong was momentarily stunned, even forgetting to flee. He stood there blankly not far away, watching the handsome Daoist priest in pine-frost-colored robes raise the precious sword high.
As expected of an old Old Devil, High Person Jinquan was shaken and reacted to the power of the sword. He formed a hand seal, and the dark wood energy beneath him surged wildly like a swarm of snakes, forming a Wood Devil image. The image extended hundreds of large hands, with billowing black energy flowing from them, and attacked in unison.
Chen Shuangbai swung her sword down.
All those mysterious symbols of the Great Yin Illusory Radiance were gathered into this sword strike, like streams of light descending from the moon, cascading down with dazzling brilliance, pouring out towards High Person Jinquan, illuminating the world and exploding with endless, snow-like colorful light.
The endless, Great Yin Illusory Radiance the moon poured down on High Person Jinquan like a flood bursting its banks.
The Wood Devil statue behind him, formed from eerie wooden energy, stretched out hundreds of large hands, attempting to intercept the falling, fluttering light that seemed to come from the moon palace.
But as soon as those giant hands touched the colorful light, they melted away silently, like ice and snow meeting the blazing Blazing Sun, and then even more streams of light fell upon him.
When the first ray of Grand Yin light fell upon him, High Person Jinquan felt as if he had returned to his mortal days, stripped naked and thrown into a river in the dead of winter.
What followed was the disintegration of large swaths of flesh, turning into fine ice crystals that fell into the air as jade dust. Accompanying this was the Old Devil's agonizing screams and the belated retreat of the yellow-green escape light.
Behind him, none of the insects, beasts, demons, or ghosts in the mountains, clouds, or sky escaped his fate.
Chen Shuangbai watched the fleeing Old Devil, sighed softly, and thought to herself that the difference in their cultivation levels was still there. Then, she leaped up and transformed into a bright, iridescent light, wielding her sword and chasing after him.
Just then, the High Person Purple Robe also recovered from the blow. He had a wound on his chest that shone with golden light. He hadn't returned yet, but he saw the sword strike. His expression changed drastically, and he was about to fly into a rage.
But then a female cultivator, draped in divine light, adorned with jade ribbons, and surrounded by azure water light, appeared before her. A gentle smile graced her radiant face, and in her left palm rested a golden jade magic ring.
The High Person Purple Robe looked at the female cultivator before him with a solemn gaze, feeling that the other party's aura was indeed somewhat strange.
Who are you?
The High Person Purple Robe shouted.
Mystic Sea Avatar smiled leisurely, and with a light tap of his toes, the boundless, rippling azure Xuanhai enveloped the High Person Purple Robe.