189: Chapter 189 The Heavenly Sword Sect Arrives, Bai You Displays Supernatural Powers in Battle!
Fei Youqing had no intention of talking further; he stood up and walked outside.
Past feelings had been severed; the next time they met, they would be strangers!
With the help of third-grade and fourth-grade sun and moon immortal water, his damaged fire spiritual root had long since been restored to the Earth grade.
It even vaguely showed signs of stimulating the rebirth of a wood spiritual root, serving as fuel to allow the fire spiritual root to transform toward the Heaven grade!
Xiaoyao Mountain was indeed one of the four great Soul Transformation sects of the Dongsheng Continent, but in his eyes, it still paled in comparison to Ancestor Bai!
At that moment.
Two streaks of golden light flew in from outside, landing in his and Bai Miao's hands.
Bai Miao raised an eyebrow and said excitedly, "Oh ho, the people from the Heavenly Sword Sect have come knocking! I must have a go at them!"
Previously, he had mostly fought against fellow disciples; fighting outsiders would be much more satisfying!
The two figures blurred as they flew out of the station.
Meanwhile.
Outside the station.
Elder Xue of the Heavenly Sword Sect stood there with ten disciples, coldly eyeing the three words 'Shanhe Sect' shimmering on the stone tablet.
"Where did this minor sect come from, acting so ignorantly?! Do they not know this is the station of my Heavenly Sword Sect? I see they simply don't respect the Heavenly Sword Sect at all!!"
A disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect couldn't help but shout.
No matter what, their Heavenly Sword Sect was one of the eight Hegemon-level Nascent Soul sects beneath the four great Soul Transformation sects!
How could they allow their reputation to be snatched away by an unknown minor sect?
Elder Xue raised a hand to stop the clamoring disciple and said coldly, "There is no rule stating whose station this is, but since we are here, a battle is inevitable!"
Yue Shanhe led Bai Ming, Bai You, and the others out, bowing with cupped hands. "I am the Sect Master of the Shanhe Sect, Yue Shanhe. May I ask for your name, Fellow Daoist?"
"Elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Xue Jian!"
Elder Xue replied.
Many cultivators had already noticed the arrival of the Heavenly Sword Sect; at this time, quite a few came to watch, wearing expressions of schadenfreude.
"Finally, a good show to watch..."
"Shh! Lower your voice, or you might get your head chopped off by the Heavenly Sword Sect!"
A cold-looking young man glanced at the crowd with an annoyed expression, stepped forward, and said, "Elder Xue, let me be the one to drive them out of this place!"
His cultivation was exposed—he was at the mid-stage Nascent Soul realm, and his vast magical power contained an indomitable sword intent.
Elder Xue stroked his beard, his gaze sweeping over the people of the Shanhe Sect. Seeing that the Sect Master's cultivation was only at the early-stage Nascent Soul realm, a hint of disdain appeared on his face.
The two strongest among them were actually two spirit beasts at the mid-stage of the fourth rank, similar to the disciple stepping out to fight.
Though their physical bodies were powerful, the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect were all sword cultivators with formidable combat strength; why would they fear such opponents?
Elder Xue, however, still cautioned, "Perfected Yan Qu, do not underestimate the enemy!"
Yan Qu nodded in salute.
Both he and the Elder were at the Nascent Soul realm, but their positions in the sect were different. Although he felt disdain for the enemy in his heart, he still replied, "Naturally!"
He then flew forward and landed on the arena stage.
In front of every station, there was a restricted arena stage to provide a place for combat and avoid damaging the buildings on Wanhui Mountain.
On the Shanhe Sect's side.
Bai Ming spoke up, "Sect Master, let me go!"
Yue Shanhe pondered in silence. Bai Ming was one of their strongest combatants, so it would indeed be the safest choice.
However, someone else spoke up at that moment, "I see that man is not the strongest of the Heavenly Sword Sect. Let me deal with him instead!"
The speaker was Yue Shanhe's disciple, Personal Disciple.
"Sect Master, let me do it!"
A beautiful silver-haired woman walked forward. She was as lovely as a flower or the moon; she was Bai Ling, the daughter of the Spirit Deer.
Everyone's passion for battle was at its peak, and for a moment, they all requested to volunteer, unable to agree on who should go.
Finally, Bai You stood out and said, "We don't know how many people we'll have to fight. Brothers and sisters, let me drive them all back alone to save the trouble!"
He then looked at his own older brother, Bai Ming, and said, "Brother!"
Everyone knew he was the youngest, but his skills in magical combat were on par with Bai Ming's, so they all nodded in silence.
Yue Shanhe breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Let Bai You go!"
Bai You bowed to Yue Shanhe and his companions, then jumped onto the arena stage.
Yan Qu had long grown impatient and said coldly, "So much fuss. No matter who comes up, I will defeat you all with a single sword strike!"
"Let our skills do the talking!"
Bai You had no intention of arguing with such a person. He shouted loudly, and a tide of golden fire spewed from his mouth, rushing toward Yan Qu.
The two energies seemed like one, clashing fiercely like armored horses charging into war. Even through the restriction array, everyone could feel its killing intent!
Every watching cultivator cast aside their contempt, and the previous playful chatter fell silent.
Facing the power of the divine ability directly, Yan Qu's expression changed slightly. He summoned his longsword, which split into thousands of sword lights, swirling into a blade storm to collide with the golden fire.
These sword lights were infused with his divine sense. As soon as they entered the golden fire, he felt as if countless grains of gold sand were grinding down the sword lights, melting them with intense heat.
The sword lights, which were originally as easy to control as his own arms, suddenly became incredibly sluggish, unable to move an inch!!
He shouted, "Heavenly Sword Spirit Rotation, Four Seasons obey my command, Cold Rain Sword Waterfall!!"
Yan Qu hastily withdrew the remaining sword lights and pinched a sword seal. Countless sword lights, frigid with cold energy, washed toward the golden fire.
That icy sword qi contained two transformations: if the ice was broken, it would instantly turn into a surging flood. For a moment, it held back the golden fire, the two canceling each other out!
The observers all breathed a sigh of relief for Yan Qu, not expecting this monster cultivator to be so skilled!
Bai You sneered. This was merely a golden fire divine ability he had spat out casually. With another thought, he was immediately surrounded by Qingming Nether Fire, forming a sea of ghostly green flames.
This flame was inherited from his mother's alchemy fire; it had the power of endless growth, and ordinary means could not deal with it!
The Qingming Nether Fire lunged forward with fierce momentum, as powerful as a tiger or leopard!
Yan Qu had just used his technique and his magical power was not fully recovered. In his panic, he brought out a defensive spiritual treasure, the 'Sword Guarding Tablet', to block his front.
As soon as the Sword Guarding Tablet encountered the Qingming Nether Fire, its treasure light was damaged and it instantly grew dim. In the next second, it shattered into pieces.
With no more obstacles, the Qingming Nether Fire landed on Yan Qu. The treasure robe on his body didn't last a moment before it too was melted away.
After consuming so much treasure essence, the power of the Qingming Nether Fire actually increased by a few points!
Yan Qu was terrified and helpless. Just as he was about to be burned to death by the Qingming Nether Fire, a flying sword streaked through the air and sliced away the fire!
Elder Xue said in a low voice, "We have lost this battle!"
Bai You nodded slightly, having no intention of taking Yan Qu's life. He reminded, "Fellow Daoist, you had better take a look at your spirit sword first!"
Hearing this, Elder Xue looked down and stared blankly at the spirit sword that had returned to his hand. The Qingming Nether Fire was still burning on the blade, and he couldn't help but feel wary!
With his peak Nascent Soul cultivation, he had actually failed to completely extinguish this nether fire with one strike; the residual fire was still devouring the essence of the spirit sword.
"Elder, let me do it!"
A tall young Daoist stepped out from the Heavenly Sword Sect. He had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, wearing a silver robe with jade ornaments. His vast late-stage Nascent Soul magical power spread out.
Elder Xue already had the intention to retreat, but then he thought that even he might not be able to defeat this disciple.
After a slight hesitation, not daring to reject his intent, he nodded silently and said, "Very well!"
As this young Daoist stood forward, many of the surrounding cultivators called out his name.
"Could it be the number one disciple of the current generation of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Yun Tiansheng!"
Someone exclaimed in shock.
"It must be him!"
Yun Tiansheng wore a sword jade at his waist, and his cultivation had reached the late-stage Nascent Soul realm over a decade ago.
It was rumored that aside from the Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect and a few other famous Perfected cultivators of his generation, many elders of the Heavenly Sword Sect might not be able to defeat him!!"
An old cultivator stood out, his eyes shining as he said, "Although this monster cultivator's divine abilities are strong, it will be hard for him to win now!"
"Exactly, exactly!"
Everyone chimed in, none of them wishing to see a human cultivator defeated by a member of the monster race.