Daoist Xuan Ju quickly said, "That's right. However, from what Junior Brother Xuan Sen said, Senior Brother Jiang seems to have fallen into a trap. The Asura and the Devil Cultivator … the number of Asura and the Devil Cultivator is definitely not small. How can we save Senior Brother Jiang?"
Lu Ping saw that Xuan Ju Zhenren had finally calmed down from his earlier panic and regained some of his rationality. But before Lu Ping could speak, Xuan Ju Zhenren's next sentence made him not know whether to laugh or cry. "Oh yes, there's a teleporter here that leads directly to the North Sea. Disciple Lu, quickly activate it and inform our sect's cultivators to come and rescue him!" Lu Ping said helplessly, "Don't panic, Uncle-Master. With Uncle-Master Jiang's skills, unless he's facing a great Dharma adept or surrounded by several cultivators of the same level, even a mid Dharma adept may not be able to stop him."
Hearing Lu Ping's words, Xuan Ju Zhenren's agitated emotions finally calmed down. This Uncle-Master made Lu Ping secretly sigh. Her status as one of the four female cultivators of the sect could not be compared to that of Master and Tianqin, and even Xuan Chen Zhenren. Perhaps it was because she was too sheltered by a powerful master like Tian Xue Laozu!
Lu Ping continued to explain, "Now that the teleporter has been activated, there's not enough time. Furthermore, outside the teleporter is the North Sea Demon Clan's camp outside Huan Yu Island. One or two people might be able to escape detection, but once our sect mobilizes a large force, it will definitely alert the North Sea Demon Clan. At that time, not only will the teleporter be in danger, but the reinforcements from our sect will probably have to fight the demon cultivators first."
Xuan Ju Zhenren let out a long breath and said, "Disciple Lu, you're right. It's me who lost my composure. No wonder Master always says that I'm weak and urges me to go out and train. I'll leave this matter to you, Disciple Nephew. I'll do my best to cooperate. "
This was not the time to be humble. Lu Ping nodded and said, "Uncle-Master, please take care of the other three Uncle-Masters. I'll go out and scout first. Perhaps Uncle-Master Jiang has already fought his way out."
Lu Ping walked along the bottom of the river for nearly ten miles. His Divine Telekinesis had already captured the traces of the Water Shura that he had seen before.
Lu Ping put on the cloud-colored robe and turned into a stream of water, approaching the seven or eight Water Shuras that were hovering in the water.
These seven or eight Water Asuras were led by a Water Asura that was equivalent to a Core Forging Stage Water Asura. They seemed to be a Water Asura team that was out patrolling.
Lu Ping used his mind to summon a stream of undercurrents to surround the eight Water Asuras. By the time the Core Forging Stage Water Asura realized what was going on, the undercurrents had already wrapped around them.
The Water Shura in the Core Forging Stage shrunk and elongated its body, and it managed to escape from Lu Ping's Water Manipulation Spell. However, before it could escape, its eyes were suddenly filled with horror. Then, the Shura's head flew into the air, and a stream of clear blood gushed out from its neck.
Lu Ping reached out his hand, and a weapon that was held by the Water Shura fell off and flew towards Lu Ping's hand.
The other seven Water Asuras in the Blood Condensation Stage all had crazed expressions on their faces. They struggled with all their might, but they could not break the water surrounding them. However, blood gushed out of their chests like flowing water, and they died after struggling for a while.
Lu Ping reached out his hand, and the Netherwater Sword suddenly appeared in Lu Ping's hand. Lu Ping stepped forward and collected the weapons in the hands of the seven Water Asuras. These weapons were second-class mutated spiritual materials that had been roughly refined and polished into weapons. When used against enemies, they only relied on the hardness of the second-class spiritual materials.
However, the weapon in the hands of the Core Forging Stage Water Asura was a genuine magic treasure. Lu Ping had read about Asuras in ancient books, and knew that Asuras had an innate ability to nurture magic treasures.
When a Asura was born, it would choose a spiritual material as its companion weapon. As the Asura grew, the quality of the companion weapon would also increase. When the Asura became a Grand Asura in the Blood Condensation Stage, the companion weapon would become at least a second-class mutated spiritual material. When the Asura became an Asura equivalent to the Core Forging Stage, the companion weapon would also grow into a magic treasure.
Once the Shura grew into a Blood Shura that could shock the entire cultivation world, each of these Dharma Stage experts would have a weapon that was equivalent to a Spirit Treasure. Often, when fighting against Dharma Stage experts from the Human Clan or the Demon Clan, the Blood Shura would use his Companion Weapon that was equivalent to a Spirit Treasure to beat the Human Clan or the Demon Clan of the same level until they could not lift their heads.
Lu Ping put away these spiritual materials and magic treasures. These were a great harvest for any Zhenling Core Forging Stage cultivator. However, in Lu Ping's eyes, after the trip to Yingtian Dojo, these things were no longer enough to make Lu Ping feel the joy of harvest.
The corpse of the Water Asura killed by Lu Ping slowly dissolved in the Ying River. Other Water Asuras, such as the Wood Asuras, the Earth Asuras, and the Ice Asuras, would also turn into dead wood, rocks, and ice after death. Therefore, there was a saying in the cultivation world that Asuras were actually lifeforms formed from the essence of the Five Elements, Wind, and Ice. Although this legend had not been proven, many people in the cultivation world believed it.
During the discussion at the dojo, Jiang Tianlin and Laozu's escape route was more or less the same as Lu Ping's. They both followed the direction of the Ying River. Lu Ping searched upstream along the Ying River. After a while, there were more Water Asuras in the Ying River.
Most of these Asuras were at the Blood Condensation Stage, which was equivalent to a Grand Asura. Occasionally, there were some Core Forging Asuras leading them.
These Asuras were not much of a threat to Lu Ping, but there were too many of them. Lu Ping could not kill all of them in a short time. Once he attacked, he would definitely alert the powerhouses in the Asura Clan. Once he was noticed by the Blood Asura, Lu Ping would not be able to withstand an attack from the Blood Asura's accompanying spiritual treasure.
Lu Ping thought for a while, and suddenly a set of stone armor appeared on his body. Then, he covered his body with the Five Elements Cloud Raiment and slowly passed through the Water Asuras from the bottom of the Ying River.
With Lu Ping's current mastery of the water magic power, coupled with the help of the Five Elements Cloud Raiment and the stone armor, it would be difficult for anyone below the Dharma Realm to see through Lu Ping's movements unless they had mastered a very special magic power.
Lu Ping traveled a few more miles in the Ying River. There were almost no ordinary Asuras in the river. Along the way, he saw a few strong Asuras in the middle and late stages of the Core Forging Realm. Lu Ping's heart sank. He knew that he was getting closer to the inner part of the Asura Camp.
At this moment, Lu Ping faintly felt a roar coming from above his head. Even though Lu Ping was deep in the Ying River, he could feel the great power contained in the faint roar.
This was definitely a scene that could only appear when Dharma Realm cultivators were fighting.
Lu Ping's heart skipped a beat. Jiang Tianlin Laozu might be trapped here by the Asuras. However, to trap Jiang Tianlin Laozu, at least the Blood Asura would have to make a move!
At this moment, Lu Ping was very hesitant. After all, he was only a late Core Forging Realm cultivator. Even though he was strong, he was not arrogant enough to think that he had the ability to affect the battle between Dharma Realm adepts.
Jiang Tianlin Laozu, San Ming, Tong Jian, and Yan Ling had just broken through the encirclement and escaped for a few dozen miles. The four Laozu were about to say goodbye to each other and meet up with their own disciples, preparing to return to the North Sea.
At this moment, Jiang Tianlin Laozu's Divine Will suddenly cut through the air like a wave. Under the shocked gazes of the other three, an obvious ripple appeared in the air and spread out in all directions.
Immediately, the three Ancestors seemed to have realized something, and they all became vigilant.
Tong Jian Laozu frowned and was about to ask something, but he heard Jiang Tianlin Laozu gasp and say, "Not good, run!"
Although the three Laozu did not understand why Jiang Tianlin Laozu said this, the three of them had already seen Jiang Tianlin Laozu's strength. Since he had said to run, there was naturally a great danger coming. The three of them looked at Jiang Tianlin Laozu's anxious tone and felt a chill in their hearts.
Unfortunately, it was too late!
Just as the four of them were about to escape, there was a strange fluctuation in the space in front of the four of them. A small brilliance suddenly appeared, and the surrounding clouds condensed. When the brilliance stabbed in front of Tong Jian Laozu, it had already turned into a three-foot-long water sword.
Tong Jian Laozu let out a strange cry and said, "Water Asura!"
The copper sword in his hand drew a yellow light and slashed at the water sword that was close at hand.
However, when Tong Jian Laozu's magic weapon slashed on the water sword, it passed through the water sword and only splashed a few water droplets. The water sword was still undamaged and stabbed at Tong Jian Laozu.
Tong Jian Laozu's eyes widened and he shouted. He had to use his protective magical power to resist the water sword, but the water vapor in front of him suddenly condensed into a water mirror. The water sword pierced through the water mirror, but it appeared behind Tong Jian Laozu, allowing Tong Jian Laozu to escape.
"It's Blood Asura, a Dharma Stage Blood Asura!"
Tong Jian Laozu did not have time to thank Smoke Scorpion Laozu, who was next to him, and he hurriedly shouted.
The water sword flew forward for a distance, and a pale, almost transparent palm suddenly appeared in mid-air and grasped the water sword.
At this moment, on the other side, Sanming Laozu suddenly shouted, and three lights suddenly appeared above his head. The lights hovered above Sanming Laozu's head, forming a simple three-man formation. A cold wind suddenly blew, and Sanming Laozu shivered for no reason. He was even more frightened. The three lights above his head swayed. If Sanming Laozu had not tried his best to maintain it, it would have been blown out by the cold wind just now.
Sanming Ancestor felt a chill run down his spine. His voice trembled as he said, "Feng Asura, Dharma Form!"
A gust of cold wind swirled around a strand of Qi, and a cyan silhouette flashed and disappeared. The Ancestors of the Three Bright Sects saw a mocking smile on the face of the cyan silhouette.
Sanming, Tong Jian, and Smoke Scorpion quickly stood together, back to back, and looked at the Blood Asura that surrounded them. Jiang Tianlin still stood on the other side, as if he was a stranger to the three, but his eyes were fixed on the undulating black fog in the north of the mountain in the distance.
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