“I finally found you all! Where is Chu Huaian?!”
Hearing this, everyone was stunned.
“Oh no, she’s here for Xian Ge!”
“No wonder Xian Ge told us to come over; turns out they’re old enemies!”
“I don’t think so. What if they’re old lovers?”
“So, are we still fighting?”
“Stop spouting nonsense! This person is the Novice Village BOSS. Last time, her clone was chopped down by Xian Ge’s little lover, and now she’s here to seek revenge on Xian Ge.”
“Xian Ge has a little lover? Tell me more, tell me more.”
“Her name seems to be Xu Miao. Let me tell you, she’s incredibly beautiful. If you don’t believe me, ask Qin Zhenhua.”
“Indeed, she is the Saintess of Falling Cloud Sect, and I even have her sound transmission talisman. We’ve been keeping in touch recently.”
“What?! Qin Zhenhua, you scoundrel, how dare you poach Xian Ge’s woman!”
Fang Yuan let out a strange cry, shamelessly sidling up to Qin Zhenhua, and chuckled, “You wouldn’t want Xian Ge to know, would you? I don’t ask for much, just a hundred contribution points as hush money.”
Qin Zhenhua glanced at him indifferently, silently drew the long saber from behind him, and muttered to himself, “My saber technique has become a bit rusty lately. I really want to find someone to practice with.”
“Pfft, if you have the guts, switch to a mortal weapon!” Fang Yuan quickly retreated, pointing at Qin Zhenhua and shouting indignantly.
Currently, both of their cultivation realms were at the eighth level of Qi Refinement, but the cultivation technique Qin Zhenhua practiced was third-grade, and his long saber was also a spirit artifact.
Fang Yuan’s cultivation technique was fifth-grade, and his weapon was a mortal weapon. Comparing the two, it was clear who was stronger and who was weaker at a glance.
“Hey, can you guys change your focus? Shouldn’t we be more concerned about this Novice Village BOSS?” Qin Hao quickly interrupted the group still discussing gossip.
“This is just a clone; there are no treasures. However, the others should have some.” Lin Ye stroked his chin, looking maliciously at the two Foundation Establishment Stage men.
“Everyone, I have a suggestion…”
“Stop suggesting things! The fight has started!”
The Yinshi Po was getting a headache from the noise of these people, and her already limited patience was completely exhausted.
She stretched out her right hand, her five fingers forming a claw, and a phantom image materialized, grabbing towards Zhao Shijie and the others in front.
“Lin Ye, let’s go!”
Zhao Shijie roared, his fingers forming a sword, and a silver spear automatically flew out from behind him, colliding with the phantom image.
Lin Ye followed closely, his flying sword soaring into the sky, splitting into two, and then from two evolving into four.
“Qin Zhenhua and I will deal with one Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator. Fang Yuan, Qin Hao, Huo Sichun, the three of you will deal with the other. Everyone else, spread out and find your own opponents!”
Ye Wuyai and Qin Zhenhua attacked simultaneously, rushing together towards the Black-Robed Man on the right.
The others put away their playful expressions, replacing them with fierce looks, and drew their weapons, each rushing towards their respective opponents.
In terms of numbers, both sides were roughly equal, but in terms of strength, Yinmen Sect clearly had the advantage.
The opponents not only had three Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators, among whom Yinshi Po was even at the second layer of Foundation Establishment, but besides that, there were also five disciples at the ninth level of Qi Refinement, and most of the rest were at the seventh or eighth level of Qi Refinement.
As for Hua Xia Sect, Zhao Shijie and Lin Ye had just broken through to the ninth level of Qi Refinement, and Ye Wuyai and the others were only at the eighth level of Qi Refinement.
No matter how one looked at it, Hua Xia Sect had almost no chance of winning.
If they lost, everyone would die here.
Facing the threat of death, Zhou Qianqian silently retreated from the battlefield, wanting to escape back to Star Sect to call for reinforcements.
But just as she was about to turn around, several familiar faces and the warm scene from last night suddenly flashed through her mind.
A voice inside her told her that if she left, it might be the most foolish decision she would ever make in her life.
However, reason also told her that the Star Sect disciples were already dead, and there was no point in her staying here. Now was the best time to escape back to Star Sect.
Just as she was in a state of anxiety, Zhao Shijie, not far away, secretly observed Zhou Qianqian while fending off Yinshi Po’s attacks.
Seeing Zhou Qianqian suddenly turn around, he shook his head in disappointment, silently retreated from the battlefield, and gripped his silver spear with his right hand.
“Lin Ye, help me stall for a few seconds.”
With that, Zhao Shijie formed hand seals, imbued his silver spear with lightning, raised it high, and aimed the spear tip in Zhou Qianqian’s direction.
Just as he was about to unleash a fatal attack on Zhou Qianqian, the latter suddenly turned around and ran to the Qingcheng Gang disciples, tore off their chains, quickly wrapped them around her fists, and charged towards Huo Sichun’s side.
Zhao Shijie’s lips curved slightly upward, and he abruptly turned around, gripping the spear tail and thrusting it towards Yinshi Po.
The spear tip emitted a dragon's roar, carrying the power of lightning, and pierced through Yinshi Po’s defense.
At the same time, Lin Ye manipulated four flying swords to stab towards Yinshi Po’s heart.
If it were anyone else, they would simply be unable to withstand such a fierce attack, but the enemy was Yinshi Po. Whether in terms of cultivation realm or combat experience, she completely overwhelmed the two of them.
She retreated sharply, her hands constantly crossing, and a mass of Yin condensed into a skull, blocking in front of her.
Bang—
The two forces collided, and the powerful aftershock blasted the surroundings into ruins. All the trees were broken in half, the ground was blasted into several deep pits, and sand and stones flew everywhere.
Zhao Shijie and Lin Ye both flew backward, crashing into the ground.
In contrast, Yinshi Po, apart from her face being a little pale, did not suffer any substantial harm.
“This is a bit tough to fight.” Lin Ye licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes fixed on Yinshi Po in front of him.
“Trade injuries for injuries, lives for lives. I’ll assist you.” Zhao Shijie propped himself up with his silver spear and staggered to his feet.
This was a common tactic for the team: when encountering an insurmountable opponent, they had to be prepared to die.
Lin Ye nodded slightly, bit the tip of his tongue, spat out a mouthful of vital blood, smeared it on his flying sword, and chanted:
“Qi follows the sword, intent guards the dantian, the Du and Ren meridians circulate, the sword momentum is like a ring.”
The flying sword soared into the sky, its tip emitting a chilling aura, pointing towards Yinshi Po.
“The sword divides Yin and Yang, evolving the stars of the heavens. Sword qi intertwines, power erupts naturally!”
“Open for me!”
Lin Ye roared, and the flying sword suspended in mid-air trembled violently. In the blink of an eye, it transformed into eight flying swords, rotating rapidly.
“Pfft…” Lin Ye suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood, his body swaying precariously.
In an instant, eight hurricanes swept around, and at the very center of the eye of the storm, eight flying swords formed a ring, surrounding Yinshi Po’s head.
“This is… the Zhou Tian Sword Art??”
Yinshi Po’s expression changed, and she sighed, “I didn’t expect a Qi Refinement cultivator to understand the power of nature. You truly are a disciple trained by Chu Huaian.”
“If I let you grow, you would definitely have a place among the future heavenly prodigies. What a pity.”
Yinshi Po showed a look of regret, and her body transformed into an afterimage, killing towards Lin Ye.
“With me here, you won’t be able to kill him!”
Zhao Shijie gripped his silver spear and met Yinshi Po.
As soon as the two sides touched, they both unleashed their full cultivation.
Yinshi Po’s killing intent was strong, and her moves were all lethal.
Zhao Shijie wielded his silver spear, resisting with difficulty.
After three rounds of exchange, the silver spear broke in half. Zhao Shijie took a direct palm strike from Yinshi Po, successfully closing in on her, and used all his strength to violently ram his forehead into Yinshi Po’s face.
Bang—
Blood splattered.
Zhao Shijie’s forehead was caved in. He wanted to continue his attack, but he was sent flying by Yinshi Po’s palm strike, sliding several meters.
“Wah…” Zhao Shijie couldn’t help but spit out a mouthful of fresh blood. His internal organs felt like they were churning, and the pain was unbearable.
All the ribs in his chest were broken, and nerves constantly pulled at the pain.
“Senior Brother Zhao!”
Zhou Qianqian, not far away, saw this scene, and her pupils suddenly constricted. She wanted to rush over to help.
“Don’t come over!” Zhao Shijie tremblingly stretched out his hand to stop her, his eyes fixed on Yinshi Po.
“Lin Ye, are you ready?”
“Two more seconds…”
“Good…”
Zhao Shijie took out a Lesser Revitalizing Pill, put it in his mouth, and charged at Yinshi Po with his bare hands.
“Nooo!!!”
Watching Zhao Shijie rush to his death without hesitation, Zhou Qianqian instantly burst into tears.
But before she could grieve for even a second, Fang Yuan’s roar came from her left.
“Qin Hao, quickly self-destruct! Only if you die will we have a chance to kill him!”