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“Xiao Wu, can you hold on? You keep them occupied while I take care of Qin Army, then I'll head towards the Fish Pond,” Zhao Yang communicated quietly.
Long Xiao Wu nodded, removing the family heirloom Gold Chain from around his neck, preparing himself for the confrontation. Faced with so many experts at the Foundation Establishment Stage, he felt a sense of unease.
Screams echoed once more as Zhao Yang activated Time Walk, weaving through the crowd to incapacitate one of Qin Army's arms. Seeing this, several Qi Refinement Stage disciples rushed forward to assist Qin Army. Zhao Yang kicked one aside and glared, “Do you want him dead?” He then tore off an ear from Qin Army as if it were a piece of dough, his expression remaining unchanged.
Qin Lei's eyes widened in fury. He quickly moved in front of Long Xiao Wu, attempting to take him hostage. Unfazed, Long Xiao Wu struck out with a palm.
“Dragon Devour!”
A similar scream escaped Qin Lei's lips as he was also sent flying by Long Xiao Wu's strike, blood spilling from his mouth.
“You think you can take me hostage? You're overestimating yourself,” Long Xiao Wu said, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Qin Lei's palm rapidly transformed into bone. Gritting his teeth against the pain, he severed his left hand. A bolt of thunderous fire surged through the air, crashing into Long Xiao Wu and sending him crashing to the ground, creating a large scorched area. The Inner Courtyard Disciples unleashed a flurry of dazzling spells and artifacts towards Long Xiao Wu.
“Seeking death!” “Don’t kill me!” Zhao Yang was taken aback that Qin Lei would still dare to attack while holding Qin Army hostage. With a sudden exertion of strength, he let Qin Army's head droop onto his shoulder before tearing it off and throwing it at Qin Lei.
As Long Xiao Wu was about to be obliterated, Zhao Yang had no choice but to activate Time Walk again; however, according to his calculations, it was already too late!
“Six seven eight nine one!” Long Xiao Wu chanted a strange sequence of numbers as he quickly pressed a golden bead on the Gold Chain. Exhaling a breath of True Qi, the bead seemed to sense something and suddenly shot into the air, spinning rapidly and trembling. Countless brilliant lights cascaded down from above Long Xiao Wu, enveloping him and blocking all spells and artifacts. With a loud bang, Zhao Yang was also sent flying back.
Qin Lei stared at his brother's severed head in shock, feeling deeply moved. Then an unparalleled aura erupted from him; his long hair swirled without wind, purple lightning crackling among the strands as if an evil god had descended, ready to unleash chaos at any moment.
The Golden Bead had clearly dimmed after enduring so many attacks. Long Xiao Wu's ring finger twitched, and the bead was immediately summoned to her hand, transforming back into an ordinary golden orb.
Hearing the distant screams, Zhao Yang and Long Xiao Wu exchanged glances before rushing toward the Fish Pond.
In the air, Qin Lei's long hair billowed as a brilliant purple light shone in his eyes. With his fingers spread wide, an immense suction force from the Thunder Path pulled at Zhao Yang and Long Xiao Wu, causing them to uncontrollably glide backward along the ground. Zhao Yang planted his feet firmly, utilizing the principles of weight manipulation to create a fissure in the earth. No matter how strong Qin Lei's Thunder Path suction was, it couldn't budge him an inch. He grabbed Long Xiao Wu with one hand, applying the same principle to her, and whispered to her while keeping his gaze fixed on Qin Lei, "You go save them first. If we don't deal with Qin Lei, it will be a big problem."
Long Xiao Wu nodded and replied, "Be careful." With that, she leaped backward, her toes barely touching the grass as she vanished from sight within three breaths.
The Inner Courtyard Disciples were furious and summoned their magical artifacts to pursue them. Zhao Yang's hands glowed with mysterious light as dozens of Void Blades shot toward the crowd. They retaliated in kind, but Zhao Yang's True Qi was insufficient to inflict any harm on them. Instead, he found himself rolling on the ground to evade various spells being hurled at him, looking utterly disheveled.
Qin Lei was already furious beyond measure, vowing to tear Zhao Yang apart. He watched with great amusement as Zhao Yang dodged the spells, eager to see him suffer a torturous end.
Zhao Yang's True Qi was running low. He calculated that he would need to use Time Walk three times along with Seventy-Third Transformation to instantly kill Qin Lei. However, the numerous Foundation Stage Disciples made it impossible for him to contend with them. If he forced a confrontation with Qin Lei now, he would surely be in grave danger. With this thought in mind, Zhao Yang no longer hesitated; he embraced himself and summoned Azure Moon from within his robes. The Lunar Dragon unleashed countless flying leaves and weeds toward the crowd before he turned and fled.
Qin Lei would not let him escape so easily. Suddenly, a dazzling Thunderball appeared in his hands. The brilliance of the Thunderball attracted surrounding leaves and debris, turning them into dust. Qin Lei directed the Thunderball toward Zhao Yang. Overwhelmed by various spells raining down on him, Zhao Yang had not yet regained his Divine Sense; however, his heightened perception sensed imminent danger. He quickly activated Time Walk and flashed twenty yards away.
With a thunderous boom, a violent explosion sent Zhao Yang flying. If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, he would have been torn apart completely. Following that terrifying scene, an even more horrifying spectacle unfolded: after the lightning exploded, the entire Outer Sect and even Myriad Spirit Sect shook violently. Dark clouds enveloped Myriad Spirit Sect for miles around, crackling with thunder as if preparing to unleash divine punishment upon the world.
"Damn! Is a Foundation Establishment Stage really this powerful?!" Zhao Yang exclaimed in shock as he stumbled backward.
The Inner Courtyard Disciples also halted their attacks, looking at each other in confusion while glancing at the equally astonished Qin Lei. Clearly, such a terrifying scene was beyond what he could conjure.
Within the Inner Courtyard hall, the Master of Myriad Spirits Sect gazed intently through thousands of feet toward Yuwang City belonging to Myriad Spirit Sect's Outer Sect and murmured softly: "Could it be that the Spirit Pearl is about to emerge from its slumber?"
A dragon's roar echoed through the heavens and earth, shattering the tranquility of the Myriad Spirit Sect. At the peak of a certain mountain, an elder shrouded in White Mist spoke, "How can there be the aura of Transcend Tribulation thunderclouds? It has been five hundred years since anyone has Transcended Tribulation in the Zhongzhou Continent. Is today the day that balance will be broken?"
The winds stirred ominously, swirling like boiling water above the Myriad Spirit Sect. Gales howled, lifting yellow leaves and dust, painting the entire Myriad Spirit Sect in a Yellow Sky.
Then, above this Yellow Sky, a dragon shadow as white as jade danced gracefully.
All Outer Sect disciples and Inner Sect Disciples understood that this was surely a sign of an extraordinary treasure about to emerge. Ignoring the dangers, they rushed towards the Fish Pond, eager to seize a piece of fortune. A cultivator's lifespan is limited; if one's talent is lacking, adhering to rules throughout their life would yield little achievement. Only by seizing the opportunities of heaven and earth could one defy fate and reach the pinnacle.
Qin Lei naturally recognized this as a sign of a Treasure's emergence. He felt tempted, but the grudge of killing his brother weighed heavily on his heart. He wanted to eliminate Zhao Yang before pursuing the treasure.
Buzzing sounds erupted one after another as nine other Outer Sects from different royal cities opened their protective barriers. Countless disciples flew towards the Fish Pond. A large number of Inner Courtyard Disciples who had intended to hunt Zhao Yang also surged towards the Fish Pond. They were merely attached to Qin Lei for protection and cultivation resources; they were not his subordinates. With an extraordinary Treasure emerging, they had no mind left to deal with a Qi Refinement Stage disciple.
Seeing this, Qin Lei snorted in anger and unleashed a fire thunderbolt that turned his brother Qin Army into ashes before he too sped towards the Fish Pond.
"Zhao Yang, wait for me to seize the Treasure and then it will be your death!" Qin Lei's voice echoed.
Zhao Yang did not respond. He felt there was no need to utter grandiose words to someone he intended to kill; as long as Qin Lei was alone, he could certainly intercept him. Ignoring his injuries, he adjusted his breathing and hurried towards the Fish Pond.
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