Ever since Twin Moon City was built, it had never been invaded by an enemy for hundreds of years.
At this moment, the sudden appearance of the seven elders of the Xuan Sect immediately caused a lingering fear on the Double Moon Peak.
However, these seven Nascent Soul Perfected Ones ignored the Feiyu Dao Palace that was just a few feet away. They did not stop at all, each of them riding a streak of light as they headed straight for Mount Luqi that was five hundred miles away.
Gong Yangsheng parted the clouds and walked at the front. His robe fluttered as he said, "Fellow sect members, this is the most important place of Zhen Luo Union. We cannot stay here for long. We need to end this quickly!"
Even though Zhen Luo Union was not on good terms, they would soon find out that Twin Moon Peak was attacked. They would not sit back and do nothing.
The elders closest to them would probably arrive in half a day. If they were to use the formation to hold them back, they would not be able to leave safely.
The other six people knew this and agreed in unison.
Gong Yangsheng glanced around and saw a jade talisman flying towards him. It hovered by his side like a leaf and did not leave for a long time.
He saw that it was used by Lie Xuan Sect, so he reached out to take it. He took a look and was overjoyed, "Good, Daoist Shang has succeeded and captured Huang Zuohuang. There is no one in charge of the formation here. With him in charge of the Taoist Palace, we will not have to worry for now. We can take back the divine item in one go!"
Zhen Luo Union had been operating in Twin Moon Peak for hundreds of years. It was surrounded by a large formation and only needed three elders to activate it.
Previously, they were worried about this. That was why they planned to move Che Yi away. They wanted to find a way to prevent the formation from unleashing its power.
Now that Shang Teng had taken care of Huang Zuoguang, there was no need to worry about this anymore.
After hearing the news, the seven of them were energized. They felt that their chances of success were higher. Therefore, they rushed forward and flew with all their might.
Seven Nascent Soul Daoist Masters were gathered in one place. The moment they appeared, Zhang Yan, who was far away beside the Earth Fire Heavenly Furnace, had already sensed it.
He woke up from his meditation and looked at the sky. Seeing that they were coming towards him, he knew that they did not come with good intentions.
With a clear shout, he soared into the sky.
As the other party got closer, his appearance became clearer.
Zhang Yan had dealt with Lie Xuan Sect a few times, and just from the shape of their robes, he could tell that these seven people were from Lie Xuan Sect.
He couldn't help but think to himself, "I heard that there are nine Yuanying elders in the Xuan Sect, but Guo and Pang have been killed by me, and these seven people are all Yuanying cultivators. Could it be that all the elders in the sect are here? "
As he thought about it, he couldn't help but sneer.
Apart from the divine beast egg, what else was there that was worth them making such a big fuss over? His intentions could be said to be as clear as day.
However, the other party's timing was very clever. At this moment, the magic treasure that he had refined was about to be born, so he couldn't escape.
Moreover, these seven people did not even hesitate for a moment before rushing towards him. Clearly, this attack was not a blind one. It must have been meticulously prepared.
Zhang Yan's eyes flashed. The warning signs in his heart were probably related to this matter. A bloody battle was probably unavoidable.
In just a moment, the seven of them arrived in front of the cauldron of earth fire. Seeing that Zhang Yan was standing steadily in front of them, they circled around him and all of them shouted out loud, channeling their spells. The Yuanying people all flew out of the cauldron. Under the night sky, the clouds shone brightly, and it was filled with light clouds and mist, covering this area of the world.
Zhang Yan faced the seven of them alone. Under the gazes that were filled with enmity, his expression was calm and composed, without any fear.
Gong Yangsheng stood out from the crowd. This was the First Elder. Three astral clouds had already appeared above his head. It was obvious that he had already stepped into the second layer of the Nascent Soul stage. His cultivation was a level higher than the other six.
He cupped his hands and said condescendingly, "Spiritual Master Zhang, the seven of us came here just to get the divine beast. If you return it to us, we can let bygones be bygones. If you are unwilling, there is no need for Daoren to say what will happen to you."
Zhang Yan waved his sleeves and smiled, "Fellow cultivators, I don't think you are here to argue. There is no need to say more, let's fight."
Gong Yangsheng originally thought that if Zhang Yan was forced by their power and willingly handed over the divine beast, that would be the best. At that time, it would be up to him to advance or retreat. If he failed, it wouldn't be too late to make a move. However, seeing that Zhang Yan's tone was unyielding and there was no room for discussion, he immediately gave up trying to persuade him. He said indifferently, "Since fellow cultivator insists on doing this, then don't blame us for using our power to oppress you."
"Why are you still talking to him!"
Ye Jiliu couldn't hold back anymore. Seeing that the two of them couldn't come to an agreement, he ignored the others and rushed out first without waiting for Gong Yangsheng's order.
When he was halfway there, he slapped his waist and a 'qiang lang' sound was heard. A silver rainbow flew out of the sheath and turned in the air. Accompanied by the roar of a dragon and the roar of a tiger, it quickly came down to kill. This magical sword hadn't even come close, but the cold air emitted from the sword's edge had already shot out.
Zhang Yan squinted at the flying magic sword. The blade was as white as snow, and there were countless silver threads on both sides of the sword, wriggling like branches. It was very strange and should have some unique features. Therefore, he didn't dare to be careless. With a long roar, a golden light bloomed above his head. In the dense mist, a Yuanying figure with five-colored brilliance behind it appeared.
Ye Jiliu's magic sword was called the "Dragon Centipede Sword". It contained several transformations, especially the sword refining method, which was borrowed from the secret technique of the Shaoqing Sect. It was extremely powerful, and it had never lost a battle against its enemies.
Back then, the Shaoqing Sect had lost dozens of disciples in battle in the Middle Pillar Continent. Some of them had secret manuals on their treasures, and many of them were taken by the cultivators of the Middle Pillar Continent. Although they couldn't learn the orthodox methods, a group of intelligent people found a strange path and derived many powerful methods.
Ye Jiliu was one of them. After obtaining this method, he spent more than ten years to refine this magic sword. When the two were combined, its power was multiplied.
Now, apart from the two elders who were a generation older than him, his battle prowess could be said to be the strongest here. Therefore, he thought highly of himself.
When he saw that Zhang Yan was only a cloud above his head and that his cultivation was a level lower than his own, his confidence was immediately boosted. Even though he knew that Zhang Yan's divine ability was powerful, he still dared to fight him alone.
When the others saw that Ye Jiliu had already made his move, they wanted to follow him and kill him together, but they were stopped by Ram Sheng.
He looked down and said in a deep voice, "It's fine to let him try. If he can't win, we can go forward."
Ye Jiliu had always been a prideful person. If he did not say anything, the crowd would probably fall out with him if they were to step forward to help him. Thus, he might as well let them do as they pleased. This could be considered as a test to gauge Zhang Yan's strength.
As the sword light approached, Zhang Yan didn't dodge at all. A yellow glow fell from his back and spread out, forming a light barrier that was thirty feet tall and half a kilometer wide in front of him.
This yellow glow was thick and solid. The Dragon Centipede Sword only managed to advance a few inches before it found it difficult to move forward.
Ye Jiliu snorted coldly and immediately used his divine ability. He pointed his finger, and the magical sword trembled slightly. Countless strands of silver hair fell off from the body of the sword, hissing as they searched for an opening and penetrated the yellow radiance in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Yan was calm and composed. His body did not move as he waited for the silver whiskers to reach him. Then, a blue light appeared behind him and flashed past. Like a surging wave, the blue light engulfed the silver whiskers and swallowed them whole.
Ye Jiliu was slightly startled by this and his expression turned grave. He let out a low roar and made a series of hand seals. The Dragon Centipede Sword trembled incessantly as the silver whiskers on it grew and fell again. In just a few breaths' time, there were tens of thousands of them, blotting out the sky and the sun.
With another wave of his hand, the tens of thousands of silver needles twisted into several strands and spread out in a formation, attacking from several directions.
Zhang Yan stood with his hands behind his back. The blue glow behind him flickered incessantly like a flood and rumbled. The silver needles continued to rush forward, but no matter how many there were, they were all like stones thrown into the sea, disappearing without a trace.
The six spectators frowned as they watched. A few of them had experienced Ye Jiliu's magic sword before, so they knew how powerful it was. Even though he had yet to use his final trump card, it was not something that could be easily parried.
However, Zhang Yan was handling it with such ease. It was obvious that he was still holding back.
They had never seen such a technique before. Looking at his back, there was a total of five-colored light circulating. Two of them had already stopped Ye Jiliu's attack, but there were still three more that he hadn't used. They wondered what other mysteries were hidden within.
Of course, Zhang Yan wouldn't just defend without attacking. Taking advantage of a gap in Ye Jiliu's attack, he flicked his sleeve and several dozen drops of Heavy Yin Water splashed out.
Ye Jiliu saw that the drops of Heavy Yin Water were only the size of water droplets. They were as black as ink, devoid of light and color, and looked unremarkable. Initially, he had underestimated them, but when they collided with his protective light, a loud boom rang out. It was as if he had been struck by a heavy hammer, causing him to lose his footing and sway uncontrollably. Only Now did he realize how powerful they were.
He hurriedly took a few steps back and activated his transcendence energy. The protective light of Yuanying's protective light grew brighter, and he summoned his flying sword to protect himself. He flew back and forth, flashing repeatedly. After a flurry of movements, he managed to catch the several dozen drops of Heavy Yin Water.
Seeing this, Daoist Rui sighed. "I've long advised Senior Martial Brother Ye to refine a transcendent artifact to protect himself, but he just wouldn't listen."
Regardless of whether it was attacking or defending, the Shaoqing Sect always relied on a sword pellet. It was known as' One Sword Masters Life and Death, Solitary Path Carries Yin and Yang '. Ever since Ye Jiliu learned this method, he felt that this saying was to his liking. Thus, he learned it to the fullest. He felt that a magic sword was enough for him to roam the world, so he didn't bother to refine some protective artifact.
Seeing that Ye Jiliu had no time to deal with anything else, Zhang Yan wouldn't miss this opportunity. He pointed his finger, and the yellow light rose higher and higher like dust. When it reached the sky, it came crashing down with an earth-shattering rumble.
Shock finally appeared in Ye Jiliu's eyes. In the face of such an attack, when one couldn't figure out the opponent's strength, the only thing one could do was turn around and dodge.
However, there were fellow disciples watching from the side. If he had to retreat after just a few moves, how could he do such a shameful thing? With a shrill cry, he held the magic sword in a backhand grip and slashed a few times. The silver light was like a thunderbolt in the night sky, cutting open a few openings in this earth element true light. He then leaped up and was about to rush out from the front.
However, he had only flown a thousand feet away when he felt the yellow soil around him flying and dust and sand were everywhere. The further he went, the more sluggish his body became.
At this moment, he saw the turbid smoke and dust rolling. Looking around, he suddenly realized that he had barged into a palm that was a thousand feet in size. His expression couldn't help but change. Just as he was about to retreat, he saw the five fingers suddenly move and close inwards.
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