Creating the Shadow Pavilion at the Start
Chapter 15

A One-Sided Battle

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Yin Tiankui turned his head and shouted, "You few, go deal with the Shadow Pavilion's young master!"

"Yes, Fifth Elder!"

They prepared to rush him together!

Luo Tian smiled calmly. "Lü Baichuan, you join in too!"

"Yes, Young Master!"

Lü Baichuan leaped forward, fully revealing his peak Yin-Yang Realm cultivation!

An uproar erupted!

Another expert at the peak of the Yin-Yang Realm!

The martial artists watching were all dumbfounded!

Battles between Yin-Yang Realm cultivators were something they normally had no chance to see in Fengluo City!

"Now they're as common as cabbages here!"

Yet another peak Yin-Yang Realm expert!

Just what kind of force is this Shadow Pavilion? Yin Tiankui was utterly puzzled.

Yin Tiankui immediately shouted, "Quickly, use a joint attack formation against him!"

The deacon elders reacted at once. "Activate the joint attack formation!"

"They swiftly took their respective positions in the formation."

With the formation's reinforcement, their presences also grew stronger.

"It was enough to contend with a peak Yin-Yang Realm expert.

The Ghost King Sect members formed a tight defensive formation, their imposing presence like an insurmountable mountain.

Lü Baichuan moved like lightning, waving both hands. The Shadowless Needles in his hands were like sharp arrows, darting through the joint attack formation.

Wherever the needle tips passed, faint ripples spread through the surrounding space.

The Ghost King Sect's joint attack formation refused to give ground either. Both sides exchanged blows, and for a time, neither could gain the upper hand.

The fierce battle dazzled the eyes.

"Mm, it's time I made my move too!"

Luo Tian said inwardly, Use the Yin-Yang Realm Mid-Stage Time-Limited Card.

Yin-Yang Realm Mid-Stage Time-Limited Card successfully used [Duration: half an hour]

Luo Tian's presence surged as he held an ancient, unadorned longsword-the Breeze Sword.

"The azure lotus blooms alone; one sword shatters all arts!"

Luo Tian abruptly accelerated, like an azure lotus beginning to bloom, his sword tip lightly touching the air.

Ring after ring of azure ripples spread outward from him.

Wherever they passed, Yin Qi and Yang Qi retreated, as though even the power of heaven and earth had to make way.

His fierce sword intent locked onto the vital points all over the Ghost King Sect elders' bodies.

"Watch out!"

"This man has even comprehended a trace of sword intent!"

Seeing this, the deacon elders formed hand seals and shouted, "Long Dragon Formation! Channel all your power into me!"

The other elders immediately transferred their power, and a powerful, chilling presence surged from his body.

"Netherworld Palm!"

The palm imprints in his hands transformed into pitch-black ghostly shadows that lunged at Luo Tian.

Luo Tian moved gracefully, like an azure lotus drifting through the wind.

Every sweep of his sword tip was accompanied by a clear sword cry.

Under the sharp edge of the Azure Lotus Sword Art, those ghostly shadows dissipated into nothing.

"Let me show you the second move."

Seeing that the opening move had failed to work, Luo Tian's gaze sharpened, and his sword surged again. "One lotus withers; all things return to silence!"

"As his words fell, the surrounding sword light flared, transforming into a gigantic azure lotus."

Light flowed across it, extinguishing life and death, as though it could devour all vitality.

Little

The Ghost King Sect's deacon elders paled. They had never expected someone so young to have mastered such a terrifying sword art.

A profound-grade martial technique could not possibly be this powerful!

"Careful, this is sword intent..."

The leading elder shouted, "Black Dragon Formation, defend!"

Netherworld spiritual power surged from their bodies, forming a black tornado that collided head-on with the azure lotus.

Boom! Boom, boom!

The shock waves from the collision destroyed several houses along the street!

Roof tiles and broken stones flew everywhere!

The martial artists watching all fled.

After several thunderous explosions, heaven and earth changed color.

When the dust cleared, a deacon elder with insufficient Spiritual Qi had already fallen to the ground and could not rise.

There was no trace of life left in him; he had already gone to the Yellow Springs.

Luo Tian stood where he was, longsword in hand and robes fluttering, like an immortal who had stepped out of a painting.

"Not bad! Not bad!"

"This earth-grade Azure Lotus Sword Art really is powerful!" Luo Tian praised.

"The formation has been broken. A perfect opportunity!"

"Lü Baichuan unleashed the Seven Star Needles again!"

He struck extremely quickly, several flying needles plunging straight into the Ghost King Sect elders' bodies.

Thud, thud!

They fell to the ground one after another and died.

"Once the Seven Star Needles hit, their poison takes effect and kills!"

Unless your cultivation was powerful enough to suppress it and force out the poisoned needles!

The Ghost King Sect disciples were also surrounded and killed by the Six Sword Slaves and the others.

In the battle on the other side, only the clash between Yin Tiankui and Han Tang remained.

As the Ghost King Sect members fell, his state of mind suffered a tremendous blow.

"Hmph!"

"You lost focus in battle. You're going to die!"

Han Tang seized the opportunity and thrust his sword like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, aiming straight for Yin Tiankui's heart.

Unable to evade in time, he was pierced through by the blade.

Eyes wide and face filled with disbelief, he slowly collapsed.

Yin Tiankui said weakly, "I... we... the Ghost King Sect... won't let..."

"One of the Heavenly Star Dynasty's renowned experts!"

He fell to the ground and died.

The watching crowd took in the one-sided battle.

"Weren't they evenly matched just a moment ago?"

[Shadow Pavilion] was so powerful.

Two peak Yin-Yang Realm experts, and this masked young master's martial techniques were powerful too!

Several corpses of Ghost King Sect elders and disciples lay before the entrance to the Shadow Pavilion's base.

Everyone had thought there would be a great battle, never expecting a one-sided slaughter!

The skies over Fengluo City were about to change!

"No, the situation throughout the Heavenly Star Dynasty is about to change!"

Everyone began sending out the intelligence through their own means of communication!

"Six Sword Slaves, send someone to clean up the scene!"

"Don't let it affect the Shadow Pavilion's business!"

"Yes, Master!" the Six Sword Slaves answered respectfully.

After speaking, he walked into the Shadow Pavilion's base.

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