The formation door in the middle of the field opened, and a plume of golden-green smoke came out. When it dissipated, a middle-aged cultivator with a pair of sharp eyes and broad shoulders stood there. He cupped his fists at Lian Xin and introduced himself, "Zhu Mo of the Pingdu Sect."
Lian Xin had come to participate in the competition, and knew a bit about the great sects of the Mountain and Sea Realm. He knew that the Pingdu Sect was one of them, and although his expression didn't change, it wasn't hard to see that his eyes were more serious. However, he didn't say much. "Please," he said.
Meanwhile, Sect Leader Ni Tianping was standing on the Dharma altar, looking down expressionlessly. Next to him was Elder Cai, who looked a bit angry. "Sect Leader," he said, "this Zhu Mo entered the arena without your permission. He has no respect for the Elders at all! It doesn't matter how talented a disciple like him is, he can't be allowed to stay in the sect!"
"Let's just watch," Ni Tianping said calmly.
Zhu Mo was actually a disciple of the Conservative Sect, and had entered the arena without Ni Tianping's permission. However, if there was anything else, they could talk about it later. After all, this disciple still bore the name of the Pingdu Sect.
Elder Cai looked at Lian Xin. "Just Now," he said, "I've seen his technique, and I can tell that he specializes in deconstructing magical items. Other than that, there's nothing special about him."
Ni Tianping said, "It's a pity that he doesn't have any flaws, and is outstanding among his peers. Unfortunately, someone else led him astray from the path of the Dao. The person who taught him the technique only used him as a weapon, not as a disciple."
On several occasions, Lian Xin had been able to destroy his opponents' defensive magical items. Clearly, he had cultivated a divine ability that could be used to counter magical items. Although that ability seemed impressive, it wasn't actually that strange. After all, the Mountain and Sea Realm had no shortage of such techniques. For example, the Spirit Returning Sect had techniques like this one.
But normally, not many people would purposely walk down this path. Because when one's cultivation was still low, they might be able to gain a great advantage against spiritual weapons and profound weapons. But once they cultivated to the upper realms, what could they use to restrain true weapons?
One must know that the True Artifact itself was equivalent to a Heavenly Abode person. As a result, this path was extremely narrow. When you walked on it, you could already see the end.
Although most people could not cultivate to the level of the Grotto-Heaven, even those who did not want to improve would still have thoughts about it. If they had a choice, they would not take the initiative to walk this path.
Lian Xin was much more cautious when facing the disciples of the Pingdu Sect. He was no longer as casual as before. He raised his hand and summoned his protective Dharma treasure.
Zhu Mo was only a Core Formation cultivator, so he could not control a Dharma spirit that was too powerful. However, in the past few years, although the conservative faction did not let go of the Dharma spirit, after the Hidden Aspect Pagoda found the pearl, the power of the Dharma spirit had greatly increased compared to when it was in the Nine Continents. At this moment, it was a good opportunity to let the world know the power of Pingdu Sect.
From the bottom of his heart, he approved of Ni Tianping's words very much. However, he had already invited the Dharma Spirit to his body and enjoyed the benefits, so there was no way he could abandon it. He could not allow the conservative faction to be suppressed just like that. If he won this battle, even Ni Tianping would have to reward him. Even if he lost, the Elders Guild would step forward to protect him. Suffering was unavoidable, but as long as the Conservative Faction continued to exist, they would be able to obtain even greater benefits in the future.
At this moment, when he saw that the other party moved, he immediately responded. Their Core Fiends first collided, and a billowing evil aura rolled like smoke. They pushed each other in the field, but neither could suppress the other party. Next, they used their supernatural powers at the same time, wanting to create an opening.
Thick smoke and clouds soon covered a large part of the sky, and there were rumbling sounds coming from inside. It was obvious that both parties were fighting non-stop. From time to time, flying peaks would be swept by the aftermath, causing large pieces of mountain rocks to fall.
The junior disciples could not see clearly what was going on inside, but the cultivators who went up earlier rarely lasted more than a few rounds in front of Lian Xin. Now that they saw an opponent who seemed to be on par with him, they could not help but be excited.
Ni Tianping watched for a while and said, "These two people's cultivation and magic power are similar, but that Lian Xin is cold and indifferent, and he has rich battle experience. Zhu Mo is definitely not his match. If he is careful, there is a chance that he can escape unscathed."
Elder Cai did not say much. Although he disliked the conservative faction, he was still a disciple of the sect. If he lost, Pingdu Sect would lose face.
Jiang Mingtang sat alone in the hall, but he was trying hard to remember because he realized that as time passed, he would forget more and more things. He could only try his best to remember the key points.
At this moment, he heard a voice beside his ear. "Fellow Daoist Jiang?"
He could not help but be surprised. He looked up and saw a young Daoist standing not far from him. "Is it … Fellow Daoist Li? When did you come back? "
Li Hanxiao smiled and said, "I just arrived." He had actually been here for a while, but Jiang Mingtang had been ignoring him, so he called out to him.
Jiang Mingtang cupped his hands and said apologetically, "Just Now, I was thinking about something and got a little carried away. My apologies."
Li Hanxiao said, "It's alright." Then, he straightened his tone and said, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, do you remember who was injured and who was unharmed in this incident?"
From Jiang Mingtang's dream memories, after the incident, the places that were damaged and the disciples that died were most likely attacked by the enemy. Those places were the ones that needed to be heavily guarded.
Although what he saw in the future might not be true, and he could not rule out the possibility that it was deliberately arranged by the person who came back to attack, they would find a way to verify it. They would not be led by the nose.
Jiang Mingtang said, "My dream memory is a little blurry. I can only give a rough idea."
Li Hanxiao said, "Tell me as much as you can think of. I remember that you have remembered many things these few days. Maybe you will see more in a few days."
Jiang Mingtang said, "Then I will return to the sect first. If I remember anything that I have not seen before, I will inform you immediately."
Li Hanxiao smiled and said, "You don't have to return first. The elders in my sect will write a letter to explain the situation to your sect. I wonder if your sect is willing?"
Jiang Mingtang did not hesitate. He bowed and said, "I will follow the arrangements of the upper sect."
The Soaring Star Sect was originally a lower sect of the Shaoqing Sect in name. However, the upper echelons of the Shaoqing Sect did not pay much attention to this lower sect. They did not have much contact with it. Now that there was a need, they would naturally pick up the status of the upper sect.
At this moment, Li Hanxiao suddenly looked outside. Jiang Mingtang followed his gaze and saw two people fighting in the field. However, the combat ability displayed by the two was far beyond what he had seen before. He asked, "Fellow Daoist Li, is that a fellow Daoist from the Pingdu Sect?"
Li Hanxiao said, "He should be." He watched for a while and suddenly said, "I am afraid this fellow Daoist is no match for him."
As expected, although the battle was still going on, Zhu Mo's decline was becoming more and more obvious. Fortunately, he also noticed that the situation was not good. He found an opportunity to jump out of the battle circle. He bowed and hid in the array door behind him, which was considered as admitting defeat.
He was the first person who could escape unscathed from Lian Xin's hands. However, after he retreated, no one dared to come forward for a while.
Li Hanxiao looked down, and a dangerous glint appeared in his eyes. The Qi dynamic on his body also moved, as if he wanted to make a move. However, at this moment, he saw a ray of sword light fly up from his sect's encampment and land directly at the place where the battle was taking place. When he saw it, he retracted his Qi dynamic again.
Lian Xin stood in the field for a long time. Seeing that no one came forward, he was about to leave when his vision suddenly blurred. He saw a pure white ray of sword light flash by, and in an instant, a young girl with her hair combed into a flying immortal bun appeared in the field. She wore a Xuan Qing gauze gown.
Lian Xin's expression was somewhat serious. When the sword light arrived, there was a faint killing intent, as if a sharp blade was pressed against his neck. He felt a trace of danger, so he asked tentatively, "A disciple of the Shaoqing Sect?"
The young girl's expression was cold and distant. In a clear voice, she said, "A disciple of the Shaoqing Sect, Yue Xueyan."
Lian Xin's originally calm heart suddenly became excited. His goal in coming here was to deal with these disciples of the great sects of the Mountain and Sea Realm. He took out all of his protective treasures, even those he had never used before, and said, "Very well, I would like to experience it for myself!"
Yue Xueyan raised her head slightly, and a piercing light appeared in her eyes. In that instant, a ray of sword light flashed like lightning.
Lian Xin felt a chill run down his spine. He let out a wild roar and poured all of his magic power into his protective treasures! Then, everything in the world seemed to slow down. First, his protective treasures were cut in half. Next, the two jade pendants on his body shattered, and the two layers of light disappeared like bubbles. Next, his protective magic robe was cut as if it were a thin piece of paper. Finally, Just Now, he saw the ray of light enter his forehead.
He stared blankly for a moment, and after a moment, his entire body was cut in half and he fell from the sky.
The sword light flashed in the sky, and the pure white sword orb returned to Yue Xueyan's side. It flew around her without any change in expression.
When Lian Jishan saw this, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes. A single sword strike had killed Lian Xin. That was no simple feat. Among the remaining Core Transformation disciples, there were some who were more skilled than Lian Xin, but none of them had been able to do such a thing.
Although this Shaoqing disciple's cultivation base wasn't strong enough, he was still only in the Core Transformation stage. What would happen if his cultivation base rose to the Yuanying, Paradise, or even Mortal Metamorphosis stage?
The mere thought of it was shocking.
Furthermore, there would definitely be more than one such disciple. Furthermore, the Qincang School was even more powerful than the Shaoqing disciples.
He suddenly understood why Fang Luo and the others were so afraid of the Mountain and Sea Realm.
Right now, the sects of the Mountain and Sea Realm occupied far more lands of spiritual energy than the Yuhuan Heavens. Given enough time, they would definitely be able to crush the Yuhuan Heavens, and become the Righteous Path of all the other worlds.
Suddenly, he sensed something, and his eyes flickered. He had sensed a slight change in the flow of energy. Clearly, there was news coming from the instrument. If nothing unexpected happened, then it was likely that his fellow Daoists outside were preparing to make a move.
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