Divine Firmament's Nascent Soul

Outside the Cangyun Sect, a clamor raged.

Peak Masters and elders from every peak went into battle.

Disciples of the essence condensation realm followed, countless blades flashing and swords glinting, the flames of war filling the sky.

Luo Tian charged at Xuan Mei with his sword. Several Core Formation elders of the Profound Heaven Sect moved to block him, while more experts kept joining the battle in the darkness.

They were not from the Profound Heaven Sect, but from various other factions.

The Cangyun Sect Patriarch charged toward them.

His burly frame always gave off a sense of oppression.

The two Nascent Soul experts clashed, their surging Law Power shaking the surrounding hills. Fierce winds howled, churning the night.

Many disciples could be of no use at all in a battle like this, yet they still held their weapons, ready to charge at any moment. In the sect's hour of peril, they would advance and retreat together.

On Qingyun Peak, Zhou Qingyu and Ye Tianyi had already gone to fight the enemy. Only Ning Yuxin remained, looking up at the sky, her heart trembling, unsure what to do.

Unable to bring any experts from the Ning Household, she could only wait and pray.

But just then, a figure quietly landed on Qingyun Peak, standing not far from Ning Yuxin.

"Who's there?"

Ning Yuxin spoke.

The figure slowly turned. His body was stiff, moving like a machine, yet he brought with him the terrifying pressure of a Core Formation expert.

When she saw who had come, Ning Yuxin's brows knitted tightly.

It was actually a humanoid wooden puppet, its limbs stiff and its face featureless, yet it carried towering resentment.

"Where is Lu Changsheng? Where is he?!"

The wooden puppet spoke, its voice hoarse and low, its fury impossible to suppress.

"It's you!"

Hearing the voice and sensing that presence, she recognized Zhao Jing, who had escaped earlier.

Only her soul had remained, yet now she had returned here.

"What do you want?!"

"I want him dead!"

Zhao Jing's voice was icy. In her eyes, everything had happened because of Lu Changsheng. She had never believed the fault lay with her.

Ning Yuxin held a longsword and shook her head. "I don't know!"

"You don't know?"

Zhao Jing took a step forward.

Ning Yuxin gripped her longsword and held it before her.

Even though Zhao Jing had lost her body and become a wooden puppet, she still possessed the cultivation of the Core Formation Third Layer. Ning Yuxin could not possibly withstand her.

"Then I'll kill you before I go looking for him!"

Zhao Jing seemed to have gone mad, intent on killing everyone.

"Get lost!"

Ning Yuxin gritted her teeth and slashed her longsword down. Sword Qi swept across, Law Power circulating with it and falling before her.

But that attack was cut apart. A surge of Law Power swept forward, seeking to imprison and kill Ning Yuxin.

Even so, she was not afraid. As a member of the Ning Household, she naturally had means on her person to protect herself.

What she had not expected, however, was that the moment Zhao Jing attacked, her Law Power suddenly dissipated. A force erupted from Qingyun Peak, landed on Zhao Jing, and forcibly dragged her behind the mountain.

"This..."

Ning Yuxin stared blankly.

Zhao Jing was alarmed as well. She could not resist at all. She had thought the Cangyun Sect was hiding some expert, only to see a figure lying on a reclining chair. It was Lu Changsheng.

"It's you! What's going on?!" Zhao Jing had no facial features or expressions now, but her emotions were intense.

Lu Changsheng said mildly, "You'd already escaped. Why insist on coming back to throw your life away? Where did all this hatred come from, that you won't stop until one of us is dead?"

He lectured her, calm and unruffled, leaving Zhao Jing incredulous.

Ultimately, all of this had happened because Wang Ming himself had insisted on courting death by provoking him.

Zhao Jing's wooden face faced forward.

"You vile wretch! You dared offend me, so you must die! Because of you, the entire Cangyun Sect will be buried alongside you!"

Hearing this, Lu Changsheng immediately frowned. "Still blustering? Can't you see who's in control here?"

As his words fell, Lu Changsheng raised his hand. Law Power imprisoned her, and a force pressed down on her body bit by bit, constantly destroying her soul and spiritual essence.

Sensing that power, Zhao Jing spoke in utter terror. "Nascent Soul... You're actually at Nascent Soul! How is that possible?!"

Her body broke apart, but her soul remained.

Zhao Jing was horrified. A teenage Nascent Soul cultivator-this was too terrifying, impossible to believe.

At the same time, terror spread deep within her heart.

Lu Changsheng did not want to waste words either. His Law Power surged, crushing everything completely.

"Senior Brother, save me!"

Before she was slain, Zhao Jing let out a terrified cry that echoed through the heavens, drawing everyone's attention.

But she had already been destroyed.

The members of the Cangyun Sect sensed the presence in that final cry and knew it was Zhao Jing. Their expressions involuntarily grew grave.

"Senior Brother?"

Lu Changsheng slowly rose and looked toward the sky.

In the darkness, an old man appeared above the Cangyun Sect.

Dressed in gray, with graying hair and beard, he stood with his hands behind his back. His indifferent gaze swept over the sect, revealing anger.

"Time and again, you defy your superiors. The Cangyun Sect truly has a death wish!"

The old man spoke with such authority that everyone's heart trembled.

"A Nascent Soul expert!"

Almost at the same moment, everyone sensed the newcomer's strength.

Luo Tian's expression darkened, and the Cangyun Sect Patriarch frowned as well. They had not expected yet another Nascent Soul expert, and one from the Divine Firmament Sect at that.

"What is the meaning of this, Divine Firmament Sect? Do you intend to destroy my sect?" the patriarch demanded harshly.

The newcomer chuckled. "You've spun a cocoon around yourselves. Your deaths will be no loss!"

"Aren't you afraid the Divine Firmament Sect will hold you accountable for this? Do you truly think our Cangyun Sect has no one?"

Luo Tian spoke, his voice filled with anger.

Luo Xianling had already been sent there, yet he had never expected someone to come here anyway.

The old man sneered. "I know Luo Xianling has become the Grand Elder's disciple. But so what? If I kill every last one of you, who will know?"

"You..."

Luo Tian was furious.

The Cangyun Sect Patriarch's expression darkened. His Qi and Blood surged violently as he tried to break away from the Profound Heaven Patriarch and stop the newcomer.

With a Nascent Soul cultivator joining the fight, the course of the battle had changed. The entire sect would be destroyed in an instant. Everyone would die.

Before their eyes, the newcomer stepped forward with murderous intent and arrived above the Cangyun Sect.

He had also come for the Azure Cloud Map. As outsiders suspected, there was a strong chance it had fallen into the Cangyun Sect's hands. He wanted to obtain it, and he also wanted to avenge his junior sister.

Then he arrived above Qingyun Peak, sweeping his divine sense over it, seeking the person in hiding.

"You slew my junior sister. I'll bury your entire sect alongside her, starting with you!"

His voice echoed as Law Power poured from his body. An enormous hand formed from Law Power appeared and pressed down toward Qingyun Peak, seeking to crush everything into ash.

He did not care who had attacked just now.

Someone who shrank back in fear and dared not show themselves might have some ability, but how could they contend with a Nascent Soul expert like him?

Ning Yuxin looked up. It was already too late to leave. She felt the pressure of a Nascent Soul cultivator, yet for some unknown reason, she inexplicably felt at ease.

Just as the enormous hand descended upon Qingyun Peak, countless rays of spiritual light erupted from the earth. Countless patterns manifested, interweaving before her eyes into a barrier of light that protected Qingyun Peak.

Light flowed across the barrier as the enormous hand struck. The two forces clashed continuously, their aftershocks spreading in ripples.

The man from the Divine Firmament Sect frowned. He had not expected a protective formation here.

He did not want to waste time here either. With a sideways step, he moved into the distance. Since he was going to destroy this sect anyway, he might as well start elsewhere.

But before he could attack, patterns began interweaving and manifesting from Qingyun Peak, glowing as they spread in every direction. In the blink of an eye, they enveloped the entire Cangyun Sect.

At the same time, a great formation rose into view, unleashing countless killing attacks toward the sky.