Daoist Competition

Elder Bai saw Xuanyue at this moment, still not forgetting to use psychological tactics, felt annoyed and let out a cold snort, which shook the disciple to the point of swaying, his face turning pale, nearly falling down.

Elder Yan said solemnly: "Junior brother, this person is just a messenger, there’s no need to make things difficult, lest others look down on us."

Sect Leader Qiao said in a deep voice: "Go back and tell Yang Shuyong that the lineage handed down by the Golden Bell Ancestor master cannot be easily surrendered. If he wants my head, he must be prepared to sacrifice the lives of some Xuanyue disciples."

The disciple, having suffered a loss just now, dared not say more, and after paying his respects, turned back and left.

In no time, he had returned to the mountain top and recited Sect Leader Qiao’s words verbatim. Yang Shuyong had already anticipated this, let out a cold laugh, turned and asked: "Has the Prohibition been set up?"

Chunyu Ji respectfully bowed and said: "It has been arranged. Our disciples are guarding every peak, without opening the Forbidden Pass, no one can enter or exit."

Yang Shuyong raised his hand, and with a loud noise from the mountain top, dozens of tunneling lights flew out simultaneously, with the brilliance of a rainbow, bursting forth, the light shooting out in greenish-blue, appearing to be nearly fifty in number. So many Nascent Soul cultivators gathered in one place, with Gang wind swirling through the heavens, Xuan Qi spreading, colorful clouds dazzling the eyes, carrying with them an overwhelmingly powerful presence, pressing down like the might of overturning seas and clouds.

In comparison, the dozen or so people on Zhongtai seemed like a lone leaf boat amidst a raging sea, ready to capsize at any moment.

Sect Leader Qiao, seeing that there were clearly people who had gone out from his side yesterday among them, felt both shocked and angry, crushing the Ruyi in his hand with a crunch, gazing with bloodshot eyes towards Heaven, let out a bitter laugh: "Well done, indeed a high-handed move."

Mrs. Zhao silently stood beside him.

Elder Yan let out a long sigh, and said: "Fellow Daoists, quickly activate the Forbidden Array."

He did not know, under such pressure, how long the Forbidden Array could hold, he could only do his best, and leave the rest to fate.

Zhang Yan looked forward, suddenly smiled, and with a flourish of his sleeves, a Clear Light shot up, swiftly ascending into the Heavenly Vault.

Sect Leader Qiao saw this and urgently said: "Daoist Zhang, what are you doing? Come back to the array quickly..."

But Zhang Yan paid no heed, his demeanor calm, standing with hands behind his back against the turbulent Gang Wind Cloud Qi, his great sleeves fluttering, dancing endlessly in the wind.

At this moment, seven cultivators at the forefront had already stormed within a mile, seeing him alone standing in the way, they all sneered at him, exchanged glances, and accelerated their tunneling speed, intending to sacrifice their Dharma Treasures upon reaching close to easily kill him.

But just as they reached within a hundred feet, they suddenly halted, unable to move, as if an invisible Mana had captured them in mid-air, they panicked immediately, someone cried out in alarm: "No, it’s Forbidden Locking Heaven and Earth..."

Rong Junzhong had been spectating, among the seven, precisely one was a Xuanyue disciple. His eyes shot out a fierce light as he was about to fly over to rescue.

But just as he got halfway, he suddenly saw a sword light shoot like a rainbow, coming from a thousand feet away to kill, his heart trembled. Ordinary sword light can reach a hundred feet already remarkable, let alone a thousand feet?

Seeing that the sword light was swift as shooting stars, he let out a low shout, gathered his Mana, and exhibited the Ten Thousand Catties of Solidification Divine Power.

The sword ball swiftly flew over, halted within a hundred feet, then stopped, but the sword ball suddenly shook, miraculously splitting into a sword light and continued to kill.

He was startled, quickly pinched his spell and fixed it again, but before he could relax, that sword light spewed out violently again, splitting once more, and continued to attack, forcing him to invoke the spell again, once more fixing it.

The sword was repeatedly fixed more than ten times, looking in the air like a series of star swords, but no matter the Divine Skills used to fix and capture, the sword light continued to split endlessly, seeming to not cease. The final one, unexpectedly broke within ten feet.

Seeing this cold light tearing through the air, rushing through the void, the shooting cold flames nearly touching his face, Rong Junzhong’s expression drastically changed, no longer able to maintain composure, hurriedly bowed his head, feeling a chill on his head, a section of his hair tied up was cut away, scattering his hair down, he was utterly shocked and dared not be careless, retreating in a flurry.

Zhang Yan was expressionless, motionless, suddenly behind him rose five-colored light, a red light fell from his back, swept through the field, and in an instant, stripped the Protective Treasure Light from the seven people, before they could react, another hundred-foot-long golden light, seemingly able to split the void, swept across the field, where the light ended, seven heads rolled down together.

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