Once the Four Prisons Formation was broken, the North Sea cultivators were thrown into chaos. Many of them broke away from the Overflowing Oceans Sect and flew towards the central island.
The Overflowing Oceans Sect cultivators were already at a disadvantage under the assault of Ai Botao and the others. Now that some of the North Sea cultivators had left the battlefield, the Overflowing Oceans Sect cultivators could attack the other North Sea cultivators.
The North Sea cultivators' originally favorable situation was about to be reversed. Ai Botao and the Xuan Ling Sect's leader's angry roars could not stop these greedy cultivators.
Seeing that the situation was worsening, Lu Ping finally gave up on practicing his swordsmanship. He made a series of hand seals, and the seawater beneath Lu Ping's feet surged, turning into a three-foot wide platform. Lu Ping walked around the Overflowing Oceans Sect cultivators as if he was taking a stroll in his own backyard. Every few steps, he would leave behind an identical "Lu Ping". Each "Lu Ping" was making the same hand seals, as if they were controlling the Goose Feather Blades together.
When Lu Ping walked around the cultivator, a total of eighteen identical "Lu Ping" surrounded the cultivator.
The cultivator spread out his divine sense, trying to figure out which of the eighteen was the real Lu Ping. However, to his disappointment, each of the eighteen seemed to be real, but at the same time, none seemed to be the real one. The cultivator could not help but panic, not knowing what Lu Ping would do next.
North Sea Twelve Absolutes' Art of Sea Deception!
Just as the cultivator was focusing all his attention on the eighteen "Lu Ping", a wave of arcane energy suddenly came from the bottom of his feet. The cultivator's heart jumped, "Oh no, I've been tricked! These eighteen are all fake!"
The cultivator leaped up in a hurry, and the vine net above his head immediately closed, wrapping him up from head to toe. At the same time, he waved his hand, and three talismans exploded into three clumps of seaweed, instantly covering the seawater beneath his feet in a thick layer.
Just when the cultivator was shielding himself tightly, and at the same time, using a talisman to cover the fluctuation of magical power at the bottom of the sea, he didn't notice that the eighteen 'Lu Ping' in the surroundings all revealed a mocking smile at the same time.
The 18 Lu Ping clones changed their hand seals and another mid-grade flying sword flew out from Lu Ping's hand, transforming into 18 flying swords. The flying swords streaked through the air and 18 waves surged out from the surface of the ocean, transforming into a strange water wyrm. The flying sword emerged from the forehead of the water wyrm. Like a sharp horn, it charged towards the cultivator with a ferocious atmosphere.
Of the Twelve Absolutes of the North Sea, the Green Wyrm Wreaks Havoc!
The cultivator was unable to determine which of the eighteen water wyrms was the real one. He could only summon a mid-grade flying sword and slash it towards one of the water wyrms. As for the remaining ones, he could only rely on the high-grade magic tool, the vine net, to resist them.
The spare flying sword in the cultivator's hand struck one of the water wyrms and dispersed it into a cloud of mist. This one was indeed a fake.
At the same time, the remaining seventeen water wyrms had already collided with the vine net. With a loud bang, the seventeen water wyrms, along with the horn on their heads, exploded at the same time, snapping two of the vine net's vines.
"Blood Sacrifice Technique!" The cultivator shouted in exasperation.
However, this was only the beginning. Immediately after, the cultivator thought that he was absolutely safe suddenly sprang out from the bottom of the sea. Despite the obstruction of the seaweed, after this water wyrm exploded, it still managed to snap one of the vine net's vines.
The vine net, which was originally a high-grade magic tool, immediately dropped to a mid-grade defensive magic tool.
Lu Ping's dazzling spell completely distracted the cultivator from the Overflowing Seas Clan. The high-grade flying sword that was originally fighting against Lu Ping's Goose Feather Dual Blades in the air was finally shaken off by the dual blades. The dual blades quickly shot into the sea, and when they reappeared, they were already eighteen water wyrms with wings.
The alarmed cultivator from the Overflowing Seas Clan hurriedly pushed the flying sword's speed to its limit, piercing through twelve water wyrms in a row. However, the cultivator was unable to stop the remaining six water wyrms in time. The water wyrms curled up their wings, and immediately spun as they sliced towards him.
The cultivator hurriedly summoned a backup defensive magic shield, but he did not know which direction to block the attack. He could only randomly choose a direction to block in front of his body, and naturally, he did not choose the right one.
A series of teeth-aching cutting sounds could be heard, followed by a series of 'bang bang bang' sounds. The vine net-like defensive magic tool of the highest quality was thus broken in the hands of Lu Ping.
When the water wyrms broke through the defensive magic tool, the cultivator finally summoned his high-grade flying sword to his side, blocking the already exhausted water wyrms that had transformed from the Goose Feather Dual Blades into the wings of the water wyrms.
Just as the cultivator broke out in a cold sweat and was about to catch his breath, he suddenly felt something strange above his head. The cultivator raised his head and saw another water wyrms charging towards his head, opening its huge mouth and swallowing the cultivator whole.
The void above the cultivator's head, which was originally empty, suddenly shook a few times. Like a mirror breaking apart, another Lu Ping hovered in the air. At the same time, the eighteen Wu Yus on the surface of the sea all turned into a pool of seawater and dispersed.
In this battle, Lu Ping managed to kill his opponent despite being inferior in terms of cultivation and magic tool. This allowed Lu Ping to have a direct understanding of his own strength, and at the same time, he was even more determined to cultivate the North Sea Wave Listening Mantra.
Lu Ping tried his best to keep a low profile, but the North Sea Twelve Absolutes were not to be underestimated. They still attracted the attention of other cultivators.
Not long after Lu Ping killed the cultivator, a late stage Blood Condensation cultivator from the Overflowing Seas Gang shouted angrily, "Brat, how dare you!"
As he spoke, he was already shooting towards Lu Ping. Lu Ping felt bitter in his heart. Although he was no longer as fearful of late stage Blood Condensation cultivators as before, Lu Ping really didn't want to reveal his true strength in a chaotic battle like this.
Fortunately, a ray of green light shot across the sky, intercepting the late stage Blood Condensation cultivator. Someone said loudly, "Sir, you're a late stage Blood Condensation cultivator. How can you bully the weak? Let me exchange a few blows with you."
Lu Ping looked over and saw that it was Ai Botao. He shot out nine small banners in a row, trapping the Overflowing Seas Gang cultivator in the middle. The Overflowing Seas Gang cultivator roared in anger, but he couldn't break through Ai Botao's blockade.
Their cultivation levels were similar, and their magic tools and techniques were equally matched. It was hard to tell who was superior. Lu Ping looked at Ai Botao gratefully, thinking to himself, I was right. This Ai Botao also uses a set of magic tools, just like my Brother Ai Shutao. I wonder what their relationship is.
Lu Ping flew up into the sky. Just as he was about to see where he needed help, he heard a scream. "The treasure is fake! There's no treasure on the island!"
Lu Ping frowned. When he looked towards the source of the voice, he realized that the North Sea cultivators who broke through the Four Prisons Formation while Ai Botao and the others were attacking the Overflowing Seas Gang had returned to the battlefield in a panic. At the same time, they brought with them a shocking piece of news.
Not only did the North Sea cultivators realize that something was wrong, but the Overflowing Seas Gang members were also stunned by the news.
At this point, everyone realized that something was wrong. The Late Blood Condensation cultivators from the three factions seemed to have come to some kind of agreement and called their own cultivators to stop fighting.
However, more than a third of the two hundred plus cultivators from the three factions had fallen. Everyone was in a frenzy of killing, and it was impossible for them to separate in such a short period of time. With the cultivators from the three factions tangled together, even the clear-headed cultivators who wanted to leave the battlefield would have to defend themselves from the attacks of others.
Lu Ping retreated towards Ai Botao and the other Late Blood Condensation cultivators as soon as he heard Ai Botao's signal to stop fighting. However, he was blocked by three Overflowing Seas Gang cultivators along the way. Lu Ping had no choice but to be ruthless. He killed two of them before he managed to scare off the third.
Just as Lu Ping broke away from the battle and was about to reach Ai Botao's group, a loud sound was heard. Then, the sound of war drums could be heard from the surface of the sea.
"Dong, dong, dong!"
The continuous beating of the war drums grew louder and louder, but it also sounded like it was coming from all directions. The cultivators could not tell where the drums were coming from. They only knew that the enemies were getting closer and closer.
Seeing that, the cultivators from the three sides finally realized that something was amiss. One by one, they stopped fighting. Suddenly, however, they felt as though the magic powers within their bodies were affected by the sound of the war drums. It felt as though they were going out of control. Their hearts beat in sync with the beats of the war drums, seemingly on the verge of exploding. At the same time, a heart-palpitating aura of slaughter reverberated through the sky above the ocean, giving the cultivators from the three sides a suffocating feeling.
Just as the cultivators were retreating to their own sides, the calm sea suddenly seemed to boil. Dozens of Blood Condensation Realm demon beasts of various shapes and sizes leaped out from the water and launched a surprise attack on the cultivators around them.
Twenty to thirty Mid Blood Condensation cultivators died on the spot under the attack of the demon beasts. Although the other ten managed to avoid death, they were still severely injured.
The sudden appearance of the demon beasts shocked the cultivators from the three factions. The Late Blood Condensation cultivators from the three factions quickly attacked the demon beasts and rescued the cultivators who were being attacked.
Just as the battlefield was in chaos, a water pillar with a diameter of a hundred feet rose from the surface of the sea around the five islands. More than fifty Blood Condensation Realm demon beasts gathered on each water pillar and surrounded the human cultivators. The first beating of the war drums came from these four water pillars.
Just when the Human Clan cultivators in the encirclement were bewildered, a long laughter rang out, and a joyful voice said, "There are actually so many Human Clan flesh and blood. Now, after we slaughter these Human Clan cultivators, we four siblings can show our faces at Father's birthday."
Lu Ping looked towards the direction of the voice and saw a humanoid monster speaking on the water pillar in the east. Other than the mouth of a crocodile, this monster looked no different from a human.
Ai Botao murmured, "A half-shapeshifted demon beast that can speak the human language. Could it be …"
Lu Ping fell into deep thought as he listened to Ai Botao's words. The other cultivators were shocked when they saw the demon beast that was speaking. "A shapeshifted demon beast! It's a shapeshifted demon beast!"
"Doesn't that mean it's at the same level as a Core Forging Enlightened Master?!"
"It's over, it's over. We don't have long to live!"
… …
When Ai Botao saw that the cultivators on the battlefield had lost all will to fight, he quickly shouted, "You're only at the Ninth Layer of the Blood Condensation Realm. You're only at the Ninth Layer of the Blood Condensation Realm because of your noble bloodline and pills. Are you sure you can take down all of us?"
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