The Thousand Net Sect Master

A great formation rose over the Cangyun Sect, and astonishing killing power surged with it, drawing countless gazes.

At the sight of that formation, the Core Formation cultivators' expressions changed drastically. The might it radiated was far beyond anything they could withstand, enough to easily wipe out someone at the ninth layer of Core Formation.

Even the Profound Heaven Patriarch looked startled.

Even a Nascent Soul cultivator would find it troublesome. The slightest carelessness would mean death.

"To think the Cangyun Sect still had a method like this. I underestimated you!"

Xuan Mei snorted coldly, jealousy in her eyes. Such reserves were far beyond anything her own sect could match.

For a moment, her killing intent grew even stronger.

Luo Tian was also dazed at those words, utterly bewildered as he watched the great formation rise beneath his feet.

He had been sect master for so many years, so how had he never known there was a formation like this? Could it be that it had not yet been passed down to him?

Yet the Cangyun Sect Patriarch also raised his brows. He knew absolutely nothing about it either.

But after thinking it over carefully, Luo Tian clearly did not have such capabilities. The only one left with that ability was the Qingyun Peak Master. Most likely, only he possessed such methods.

Regardless, this was a good thing.

Seeing the formation rise, the disciples breathed sighs of relief, spared from being slaughtered.

The Nascent Soul cultivator from the Divine Firmament Sect watched coldly.

"No wonder you dared provoke my Divine Firmament Sect. You do have some ability, but you think this alone can trap me?"

Whoosh!

As the man spoke, Law Power surged through him. He waved his sleeves to block the killing strikes, and endless booms echoed in every direction. The formation churned, countless patterns intertwining and manifesting.

The two sides clashed with astonishing might, not the least inferior to the distant battle between Nascent Soul cultivators.

As he continued attacking, the formation shook as well.

The two forces collided, divine radiance filling the sky and stirring wind and clouds.

Gradually, surprise flashed through the newcomer's eyes. He had intended to tear open a gap and leave, only to discover that the formation was exceptionally resilient, without a single weak point in any direction.

"The Cangyun Sect has such an astonishing formation master?"

He found it somewhat unbelievable.

Lu Changsheng lay back down in his reclining chair.

His Divine Sense surveyed his surroundings. With the way things were developing, the Profound Heaven Sect was certain to lose.

Xuan Mei would be no match for Luo Tian, and the Profound Heaven Patriarch could not defeat the Cangyun Sect Patriarch either. Even the sect's elders and Peak Masters were no weaker than their opponents after ten years of his tempering.

As for the formation, it was the fruit of many years of work. For the sake of his own little life, he had poured tremendous effort into setting it up, continuously reinforcing and improving it over ten years to achieve its current might.

If he could avoid showing himself, he would do his best to stay out of sight. If he were exposed, even the King of Heaven himself probably could not protect him.

An ordinary man was innocent, but possessing a precious jade made him guilty. He understood that principle very well.

Still, he had released his puppets to wait in the shadows for opportunities. If anyone encountered danger, they would intervene to rescue them, while also dealing with those striking from the shadows.

What he had not expected, however, was a crimson bead appearing in the Divine Firmament Sect cultivator's hand.

As the bead hovered overhead, astonishing power manifested. Under his control, it protected his entire body, rays of light blossoming and shaking the formation.

"An upper-grade spirit-tier Law Artifact!" Lu Changsheng's eyes lit up, and he sighed. "Being in a major sect really is nice. So many treasures!"

Yet with the bead's appearance, the formation's stalemate with the man began to loosen. Perhaps he really could break through it after all.

After all, Lu Changsheng had not yet had time to reinforce the formation since entering the Nascent Soul realm.

Everyone stared up at the sky as the course of the battle shifted.

Xuan Mei had fallen into a disadvantage.

The Profound Heaven Patriarch was also being suppressed. Already aged, with his Blood Qi dried up, he had ended up facing a body cultivator as lively as a dragon and tiger, whose Law Power flowed without end. It was a headache.

Before long, he would inevitably lose.

"Profound Heaven Old Ghost, you dared set foot within my gates! One day, I'll flatten your entire sect!"

The patriarch spoke, as domineering as ever.

The Profound Heaven Elder's face darkened. "The Cangyun Sect hasn't won yet. It's too early for such big words!"

"Is that so?"

The Cangyun Sect Patriarch glanced at the trapped Nascent Soul cultivator.

He was most likely the reason the Profound Heaven Sect had dared attack so brazenly.

As long as he killed this old ghost and then dealt with that man, the Cangyun Sect's crisis would unravel like bamboo before a blade.

Boom!

At that thought, the Cangyun Sect Patriarch swung both arms, and astonishing power erupted again, forcing the Profound Heaven Old Ghost to retreat repeatedly. He coughed a trickle of blood from the corner of his mouth.

He looked ahead, his eyes grave yet filled with ferocity.

"Kill!"

As the Cangyun Sect Patriarch struck again, immense power descended like a mountain, making the void hum. This blow sent the Profound Heaven Old Ghost vomiting blood.

His body flew sideways, crashing through a mountain.

At this point, the Cangyun Sect Patriarch no longer held anything back and closed in again.

Watching him, the Profound Heaven Old Ghost finally could not help speaking. He looked into the night and roared.

"Thousand Net Sect, how much longer are you going to watch?"

His voice rang out, making everyone's hearts tremble.

Even the Cangyun Sect Patriarch could not help frowning. Everyone's expressions changed drastically as a bad premonition welled up in their hearts.

"Heh heh!"

Laughter rang out as a streak of rainbow light crossed the sky, hurtling toward the Cangyun Sect and radiating astonishing might wherever it passed.

It was an old man who looked to be in his sixties or seventies.

He was none other than the Thousand Net Sect Master.

Luo Tian knitted his brows tightly. "You actually broke through to Nascent Soul!"

"Just luck, nothing more!"

The Thousand Net Sect Master answered with a faint smile, looking very mild-mannered.

Yet everyone in Cang Province knew that this man was the most deeply scheming of all.

His entry into the Nascent Soul realm had also been unexpected.

Before this, after the Thousand Net Sect's patriarch died, they had gone several hundred years without producing an expert of this level.

"Thousand Net Sect, do you also intend to make an enemy of my Cangyun Sect?" the Cangyun Sect Patriarch demanded reproachfully.

The Thousand Net Sect Master looked over and hurriedly waved his hands. "Please don't misunderstand, Fellow Daoist. Our sect's supreme treasure, the Thousand Net Tower, has gone missing. I followed its mark here and only wish to retrieve it. I bear your sect no hostility whatsoever."

"Nonsense!"

Luo Tian snapped.

But he recalled the tower that had tried to kill Zhou Qingyu during their defense against the beast tide. It seemed to have been the Thousand Net Tower.

The Thousand Net Sect Master was not angered by his reaction. Instead, he smiled. "Don't be impatient, Sect Master Luo. I'll search for it myself. If I can't find it, I'll leave!"

With that, he abruptly struck toward the Cangyun Sect.

Despite his words, his intentions could not have been more obvious. As he raised his hand, towering Law Power surged forth and landed on the formation.

Boom!

A tremendous roar echoed. Under the attacks of two Nascent Soul cultivators, the formation fluctuated, and a crack spread across it.

"You dare!"

The Cangyun Sect Patriarch bellowed furiously.

The Thousand Net Sect Master acted as though he had heard nothing and attacked again, seeking to break the formation.

Once the formation broke and the Divine Firmament Sect's Nascent Soul cultivator was no longer held back, the Cangyun Sect would already have lost.

Of course, he also had his own selfish reasons for doing this: he wanted to plunder the Cangyun Sect's resources. Otherwise, he could have attacked the Cangyun Sect Patriarch directly.

"Hahahaha!"

Laughter now rang out everywhere.

The Profound Heaven Old Ghost looked ahead mockingly, provocation once again spilling from his eyes.

The next moment, the formation shattered, countless streams of radiance scattering.

Watching it all, the people of the Cangyun Sect were filled with fury. Seeing the formation break, those lurking in the shadows could no longer sit still and rushed toward the Cangyun Sect.

There was no shortage of Core Formation experts among them.

"Bastards!"

Luo Tian roared. The Cangyun Sect was in peril.

A sinister smile also appeared on Qianluo's face as he charged into the Cangyun Sect, plunging straight down.

But the instant he neared the treasure pavilion, a streak of sword light came out of nowhere. Its snow-bright radiance brushed the night alight as it struck at Qianluo.

"Ah!"

A scream followed. Blood splattered as Qianluo retreated at tremendous speed. One arm had been severed by that Sword Qi, and his entire body trembled.

Everyone was startled. Even those of the Cangyun Sect had not expected this and did not know what had happened.

"Ah..."

The night sky fell quiet, leaving only a soft sigh from above the Cangyun Sect.