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Chapter 319: An Invitation to Join the Great Qian in My Way
Chapter 319: An Invitation to Join the Great Qian in My Way
Qingqiu, with its collection of various cultivation techniques, had dedicated itself to studying and integrating the strengths of different schools. Their array formations, while perhaps not comparable to the once-renowned Xu family, were still a force to be reckoned with and not merely for show.
Yet, under the watchful eyes of many, their array was shattered with a single step.
Facing the towering figure, the two ancestral masters of Qingqiu wore malevolent expressions as they commanded, "Draw your swords!"
With their words, a vast number of flying swords emerged from their treasure storage artifacts, glinting with silver light and adorned with gold and jade, exuding an air of opulence.
The light of the swords converged, forming a coiling dragon that seemed to draw all the surrounding spiritual energy toward it.
A sharp, piercing howl filled the air, gradually turning into a violent roar.
"Stop!"
Finally, Tang Yuan leaped into action, and almost simultaneously, the Yaksha Dharma Image soared into the sky as well.
"What are you doing? We agreed to invite Mount Wutong to a truce. Our master hasn't arrived yet. Why are you attacking now?"
Tang Yuan interjected, appearing impartial as he stood between the two sides.
The two ancestral masters of Qingqiu were so enraged that they almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. This person had just set their array on fire, nearly burning a group of their tribesmen bald, and Tang Yuan had completely ignored it. Now that they were about to retaliate, he suddenly decided to intervene.
How dare he be any more obvious?
However, they didn't dare to completely break off relations with Mount Wutong, and their faces were filled with embarrassment. They pointed their swords, the dragon of sword light moving up and down, leaving them stagnant in their original positions.
"You just wait, Shen!"
The foxes of Qingqiu valued etiquette, but at this moment, the two ancestral masters resembled ordinary foxes as they bared their teeth and let out a faint "tsk."
Only then did Tang Yuan turn to Shen Yi and secretly winked at him.
It was worth noting that Qingqiu had brought out their strong cultivators this time, and there were more than just those present here.
It would be fine to let them vent their frustrations, but it would be best not to let the situation escalate further.
Zhu Jue also maneuvered his golden body image and silently came to stand behind his junior martial brother, Shen Yi.
Just at that moment.
Shen Yi took a slow step forward, his expression calm as he said, "This has nothing to do with the Great Qian. It's a personal grudge. They've been seeking me for a long time."
Upon hearing this, Tang Yuan fell into contemplation for a moment before understanding dawned on him.
So, this group of fox demons had been relentlessly pursuing a dispute with the Great Qian, and it turned out that it had something to do with Brother Shen.
How dare they?
"I wonder how Qingqiu offended Brother Shen?" Tang Yuan nodded, still intending to mediate.
"Offended your grandfather!" One of the ancestral masters of Qingqiu could no longer hold back, feeling that they were being pushed too far. "Shen, if you still consider yourself a cultivator, stop using Mount Wutong to pressure others!"
"..."
Shen Yi raised his eyebrows, his figure suddenly passing by Tang Yuan.
"Well done!"
The two ancestral masters of Qingqiu stomped on the auspicious clouds beneath their feet and soared into the air.
The dragon of sword light let out a sharp, piercing howl, even dispersing the thick clouds that filled the sky! The silver light spanned across the mountains and rivers, roaring as it sought to engulf that solitary, slender figure.
Facing this formidable attack.
Shen Yi suddenly threw a punch, his blood essence surging toward the sky.
The terrifying purple-golden flames had completely transformed into the Great Sun Flame.
There was not a trace of aura left on his body.
But amidst the uniform buzzing of the swords, everyone heard a faint, indistinct roar.
It was as if an ancient evil beast had awakened from its slumber.
His slender, pale fingers clenched into a tight fist, halting right before the head of the sword light dragon.
In the next moment, a crisp cracking sound reverberated through the air.
The countless swords in the sky shattered instantly, turning into endless sharp fragments that exploded outward.
The shattered swords resembled a torrential downpour, enveloping the Artifact Sect.
The two ancestral masters of Qingqiu stared blankly at the scene before them, and in the next moment, the green-clad figure burst forth from the rain of swords.
Shen Yi strode across the void, his long boots viciously connecting with the face of the taller ancestral master.
"Puh!"
Although the ancestral master of Qingqiu claimed to be a cultivator, their body was indeed that of a demon fox.
With that single kick, they were sent flying.
The other ancestral master hurriedly took out a magical artifact to assist, but Shen Yi was one step ahead, casually tossing out a circle of thorns that bound the other's waist and hands together.
Greenish liquid oozed from the corners of its lips, and even its pupils began to tremble.
Its hands shook as it tried to form an incantation.
But Shen Yi waved his hand again, and six flying swords rose into the air at mysterious angles, surrounding it.
"Sever."
Shen Yi pressed down with his hand, and his entire body surged towards the fox demon that had been blasted away.
In the instant his palm pressed down.
The six flying swords pierced through the body of the Qingqiu ancestor.
A mere Qingqiu was no match for the depth of Xuanguang Cave's artifacts; any single item picked at random would be enough to toy with them.
At the same time.
He had already reached the side of the blasted fox demon.
Although Shen Yi's body tempering cultivation was only at the initial stage of Transformation, the standard he measured himself against was at least the Golden-Eyed Lion Emperor, ranked 40th in the Thousand Demon Cave. He was not someone that any random Transformation realm cultivator could mess with.
"Subdue Demon Vajra Pestle!"
Caught off guard, the ancestor managed to press its palms together.
A golden short rod shot out forcefully.
However, it didn't even last a single breath before Shen Yi punched it to pieces.
"Dragon Soaring Cave Heaven Art!"
The Qingqiu ancestor turned to flee, but Shen Yi clutched its neck with a palm.
It turned its head, and its pupils began to change.
Before it could use its innate divine ability, Shen Yi abruptly stabbed its eyes with his finger-sword.
Array formations, sword control, artifacts, and the fox race's innate abilities.
It seemed to know a little of everything.
But under Shen Yi's pure physical fists and palms, they all seemed useless.
One force to break ten thousand techniques!
A chill appeared on the tip of Shen Yi's finger, and the Cold Jade Xuan Silk Hand was fully activated, instantly freezing the Qingqiu ancestor.
Then, he punched out again.
With a crisp cracking sound, the Qingqiu ancestor shattered into pieces, turning into ice sculptures that fell to the ground.
Shen Yi casually collected these ice sculptures into his storage artifact.
He turned his gaze.
The other Qingqiu ancestor, with the help of many tribesmen, had just freed itself from the brambles, still impaled with flying swords.
Swept by that youth's gaze, its body trembled violently, and it roared, "Roar!"
Clearly, the fall of its companion had already struck fear into its heart, causing it to lose its composure.
Since its techniques were ineffective, it could only resort to its original specialty.
In an instant, a snow-white fox, dozens of zhang long, revealed itself. Its massive hind legs stomped, and its entire body soared into the sky.
At that moment, it let out a mournful howl.
It turned in surprise, and its massive tail was gripped tightly by a hand.
Shen Yi stood calmly amidst the mountains.
His expression was unperturbed, but in his grasp, the fox demon was utterly unable to move an inch.
As he exerted force with his arm.
Under everyone's astonished gaze, the colossal fox, dozens of zhang in size, was slammed viciously onto the ground.
The mountains surrounding the Artifact Sect collapsed.
The earth-shattering, mountain-toppling spectacle was far beyond what a human could accomplish.
Green liquid trickled from the fox's mouth, and its eyes reflected the approaching figure in blue.
"Ah!"
Shen Yi's diminutive figure darted to its head, and a fierce palm strike slammed into its lips.
Its mouthful of fangs shattered.
The fox's head slammed into the mountainside once more.
Shen Yi stepped into its mouth, emerged from its back, and when he reappeared, he held a round Demon Pill in his hand.
He turned his indifferent gaze.
The old fox frantically waved its limbs, shaking everything around it to pieces, but its movements gradually weakened until they went limp.
Shen Yi retracted his gaze and stored the demon pill in his artifact.
Qingqiu could have joined the Great Qian in another way, using a method they were more accustomed to.
(End of Chapter)
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