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A cold snort echoed, seemingly absent-minded but heavy as a thousand pounds, causing the surrounding trees to tremble and leaves to fall.
The entire Mountain Valley felt as if it had been struck by a giant hammer, birds soared high, and the grass was startled. Disciples from various sects looked up in terror, searching for the source of the sound, but could not see where it came from.
The leaders of the Seven Great Sects had already jumped out of their tents and gathered together, quickly locking onto a direction. Hua Guinian shouted towards a high ground in Mountain Valley, "Who dares to play tricks? Come out and speak!"
The voice replied, "You little shrimp dare to kill my Nine Dragon Pool's disciples and act like emperors here, unaware of your own insignificance!"
A figure flashed, and an arrogant Silver-Haired Cultivator appeared on a distant hilltop, raising his hand to unleash a burst of golden light towards Xiang Qi's sect leader.
Chu Wushang was alarmed and shouted, "Quick, hide!"
With a loud boom, the base of Wuhua Island was struck by the golden light, creating a large crater. Several disciples who couldn't escape in time were killed on the spot.
Panic ensued in Mountain Valley as people ran and screamed.
"Disciples of each sect, form groups and disperse!" Hua Guinian commanded from atop a tree, directing the disciples of Mountain Valley to scatter and hide.
The Seven People each held a Superior Spirit Sword, staring in astonishment at the Silver-Haired Cultivator. Except for Hua Guinian and one standing on the tree, the other six hovered in mid-air.
Golden Core Stage cultivators had long-lasting inner strength and could fly through the air; with the aid of Flying Swords, they could travel thousands of miles in a day.
"Hmph!" The Silver-Haired Cultivator snorted heavily again, his voice echoing everywhere. Several weaker Foundation Establishment Practitioners were directly knocked down to the ground.
The Silver-Haired Cultivator cursed, "For killing six of my disciples, I will kill all of you from Six Sects!" It was unclear what kind of spell he used; that burst of light aimed at Wuhua Island flew back to hover above his head, circling in the air without descending.
"Magic treasure!" The disciples exclaimed in shock; what the Silver-Haired Cultivator used was actually a magic treasure!
Xu Feng hid behind a tree; with his strength, he could no longer discern the cultivation level of the Silver-Haired Cultivator. Among the leaders of Six Sects, only Hua Guinian was at Golden Core Mid-Stage; the others had reached Late Stage of Golden Core. This person stood against seven others and was at least a Late Stage of Golden Core figure.
Above the Silver-Haired Cultivator's head floated five half-foot-long Golden Needles, shimmering with golden light and exuding spiritual energy. It was lamentable that while the Seven Great Leaders held titles as sect masters, none possessed a single magic treasure; each had only a Superior Spirit Sword, making them utterly inferior compared to their opponent.
"Hua Guinian" said, "The Liuxiang Kingdom is merely a piece of land; there is no enmity with your Nine Dragon Pool. Why resort to such ruthless measures?"
The "Silver-Haired Cultivator" sneered, "The Modern Clerk does not speak of enmity but of interests. I am telling you now, if you obediently follow my arrangements and join us at Nine Dragon Pool, you will have a chance to survive and live better than you do now, with access to superior cultivation methods and resources. Otherwise, the six of you will completely disappear, and we will replace you with new, obedient candidates to take your places."
There was no doubt that the "Silver-Haired Cultivator" aimed to unify the Liuxiang Kingdom. He only referred to the Six Sects and completely disregarded "Half-Dead Bao," indicating that he was well aware of the power distribution within the Liuxiang Kingdom and had come prepared.
"Chu Wushang" said, "You have already arranged spies among the various sects, intending to drive us to our doom. You also slaughtered our Six Sects disciples in the Otherworldly Secret Realm. If it weren't for an unexpected discovery, the Liuxiang Kingdom's Six Sects Foundation Disciples would have been annihilated. With such malicious intent, how could we dare to engage with a tiger?"
The "Silver-Haired Cultivator" retorted angrily, "With your Six Sects disciples' strength, they are no match for my six subordinates. I never expected such an accident; truly, human calculations cannot compare with heaven's plans. It is nothing to be killed; their deaths mean I can collect some debts." With that, the Five Golden Needles flew toward the direction where five hidden Six Sects disciples were located.
"Bold!" Among the Seven People, five swung their swords to slash at the Five Golden Needles, while the other two advanced, aiming their Superior Spirit Swords at the Silver-Haired Cultivator.
With a thought, the Silver-Haired Cultivator summoned the Golden Needles back, attacking Half-Dead Bao and Chai Longbo directly. The other five rushed over as they saw the Golden Needles change direction mid-flight.
The Seven People surrounded the Silver-Haired Cultivator from all sides and launched a fierce assault.
The Silver-Haired Cultivator dodged left and right in the center, constantly changing hand seals as the Five Golden Needles flew up and down, blocking the Seven People's attacks.
Disciples from various sects watched from a distance in astonishment; this was their first time witnessing a Golden Core Stage Cultivator using magical artifacts against enemies, especially against one of the Seven Sects' leaders during a Great War.
Seven Superior Spirit Swords battled against one magical artifact.
Xu Fengxin was greatly shaken; having previously seen Lu Dishi from New Moon Sect and Hong Chenzi from Guiyi Sect during the Great War, he felt that a Golden Core Stage Cultivator was merely an enhanced version of a Foundation Establishment Practitioner. Now seeing it firsthand, he realized it was entirely different; a Silver-Haired Cultivator of the same realm could fight against Seven Great Sect Leaders using just one magical artifact.
What determined a Golden Core Cultivator's combat power was indeed their magical artifact.
Spirit tools could approach double their own attack power, while magical artifacts could far exceed two or three times their own strength or even more. Moreover, magical artifacts were attuned to their user's will—wherever they pointed, they struck. Possessing a magical artifact made defeating an equally ranked cultivator exceedingly easy.
However, activating a magical artifact consumed immense energy; even if a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator were given one, they would be unable to wield it effectively. For instance, Xu Feng's Furious Bull Talisman was close to being a magical artifact; when Xu Feng unleashed it, his internal spiritual energy was nearly depleted. If he missed his strike, he would be left with no way out but death.
Under the condition of full spiritual power, Xu Feng could only unleash a maximum of three Spirit Talismans before he would be exhausted.
It was astonishing that none of the six leaders of the Liuxiang Kingdom possessed a single magical artifact.
The Silver-Haired Cultivator clearly overestimated his combat ability; his Five Golden Needles were all Superior Spirit Tools, comparable in quality to the spiritual swords of the Seven People. A Human Control crafted Five Golden Needles required significantly more effort than a unidirectional magical artifact. If the Five Golden Needles targeted only one opponent, victory would have likely been achieved long ago. However, facing the combined attack of the Seven People made things quite challenging.
After nearly half an hour of fighting, the Silver-Haired Cultivator began to feel drained. The operation of the Five Golden Needles slowed considerably compared to earlier, while the Seven Giants grew more vigorous with each passing moment. As their strengths shifted, the Silver-Haired Cultivator gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.
Watching from a distance, the Foundation Disciple felt relieved. Seeing that the Seven Sects were about to defeat the Silver-Haired Cultivator filled him with excitement. He wondered who would ultimately kill the Silver-Haired Cultivator and seize his Golden Needle Treasure.
The Seven Great Sect Leaders were also eyeing the Golden Needle Treasure, urging their subordinates to be fiercer in their attacks, wishing they could slay the Silver-Haired Cultivator with a single strike to claim his magical artifacts. It was quite embarrassing for a leader to lack any magical treasures.
While retreating and fighting at the same time, the Silver-Haired Cultivator did not appear flustered. This impulsive decision to challenge all seven sects had not been part of his original plan; he intended for his six disciples to eliminate everyone in the Otherworldly Secret Realm and then leave without incident. Unexpectedly, those six disciples failed and ended up getting themselves caught, prompting the Silver-Haired Cultivator to act out of anger.
Impulsiveness is indeed a devil.
Suddenly, the Silver-Haired Cultivator leaped back three zhang and raised his hand to unleash two beams of purple light.
"Roar!" Two strange cries echoed as two long-toothed beasts materialized in the air, charging towards Xiang Qi.
Spirit Talismans!
Xu Feng recognized them at once; however, these two Spirit Talismans were even more ferocious than Xu Feng's Frenzied Bull Talisman, with nearly three times the power.
The Seven Great Sect Leaders did not retreat; they drew their Seven Swords and swiftly destroyed the Spirit Talismans in less than ten seconds.
Taking advantage of this moment, the Silver-Haired Cultivator leaped up, and a long sword appeared beneath him.
"Trying to escape?" Before the Silver-Haired Cultivator could act, the Seven People had already charged forward.
Silver-Haired Cultivator activated the Five Golden Needles with a fierce attack, finally carving out a path. Changing his hand seal, the Golden Needles flew into his body, and the Flying Sword beneath him surged upward.
At the moment the Silver-Haired Cultivator took flight, a red light struck his back. He spat out a mouthful of blood but did not stop. The Flying Sword drew a white line in the air, flying far away and disappearing into the darkness.
"You bunch of trash, how dare you hurt me? In ten years, you will know your mistake. Just wait, ten years..." The voice echoed from afar and gradually faded away.
The Seven People did not dare to pursue because they all knew that if they chased after him, they would not be able to form a combined attack immediately and would easily be picked off one by one by the Silver-Haired Cultivator. Even if he was injured, defeating one of them would not be difficult for him.
"Don't worry, he has been hit by my Raging Fire Fist. Unless a senior at the Nascent Soul Stage comes to heal him, he won't survive a month. Jin Liaoyuan is so powerful, yet he was still heavily injured by me," said Lu Xianhe, the leader of the Star River Sword Sect, confidently.
Jin Liaoyuan! Heavily injured?
So it was him. Xu Feng narrowed his eyes; Jin Liaoyuan was a Four Elements Cultivator, but he lacked the Water Element Technique, making him unable to counteract the attacks of the Fire Element Technique. His entire body was shattered; it turned out he had been struck by Lu Xianhe's Raging Fire Fist.
Xu Feng cast a cold glance at Lu Xianhe, already marking him as a target for elimination in his mind.
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