At the tail end of the village, the battle had reached a fever pitch.
“Bang!”
A deafening roar echoed.
The 【Floating Light Sword Array】 that the Sword Peak disciples had been desperately maintaining finally collapsed under the relentless bombardment of the Golden Core cultivator.
Reeling from the array's backlash, everyone coughed up a mouthful of blood and stumbled backward repeatedly.
The few disciples at the Qi Condensation stage turned deathly pale and collapsed to the ground, completely incapacitated.
As the core operator of the array, Gu Changqing bore the brunt of the pressure.
Covered in blood, the web between the thumb and forefinger on his sword-wielding hand had split open, and dense hairline cracks had spread across his high-grade sword.
“A bunch of Azure Mystic Sect ants! How dare you offend my Yin-Yang Sect!”
Sima Gui cackled sinisterly from midair.
The long saber in his hand erupted with scorching flames.
Although he had been injured by Jiang Ye's sudden ambush earlier, the vast chasm between the Golden Core and Foundation Establishment realms was not something numbers alone could bridge.
Sima Gui narrowed his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the blood-soaked Gu Changqing below.
A trace of sinister lust actually flashed in his eyes.
Evidently, when breaking the array just now, he had deliberately held back rather than landing a killer blow.
He wanted to capture them alive.
Gu Changqing felt a wave of disgust run down his spine at that look.
Grit his teeth, his left hand hidden behind his back quietly pinched a crimson talisman.
A Tier Three Medium-Grade 【Explosive Talisman】!
However, he knew clearly in his heart that his opponent was a Golden Core cultivator with sharp divine sense and extreme speed; he would only get one chance to strike.
If he missed, everyone would die.
“Die!”
Sima Gui roared, raising his flaming saber high, about to cleave down violently toward the Sword Peak group!
Right at this critical juncture!
“Benefactor, hold on! Spare them!”
An odd, awkward shout echoed from the distance.
Monk Du'e came charging over like a cannonball, bare-chested under his draped monk robes.
Though his cultivation was only equivalent to the peak Foundation Establishment stage...
...his feet executed a profound Buddhist movement technique—【Step-by-Step Lotus】.
Like a greased loach, he instantly slid right in front of Gu Changqing and the others!
“Grand Mighty Heavenly Dragon... Pfah! Wait, wrong one!”
“【Golden Bell Shield】!”
Du'e slammed his palms together and ducked his neck.
“Buzz!”
A massive, fully materialized phantom of a golden bell instantly enveloped everyone inside.
“Boom!”
Sima Gui's flaming saber slammed viciously into the golden bell.
The golden bell let out an overburdened groan and shattered with a bang after holding for less than two seconds.
Yet those two bought seconds successfully blocked that fatal blow.
The immense recoil knocked Du'e flat onto his rear.
His face was pale as he panted heavily, shouting in complaint:
“Ouch, holy shit! Buddha preserve me! Lord Buddha almost reported to the Western Paradise!”
...
On the other side...
Jiang Ye, who had already raised his left hand to unleash 【Sword Cleaving Mountains and Rivers】 to save them...
...silently lowered his hand upon seeing that golden bell.
Re-gripping his greatsword, he resumed his relentless onslaught against Sima Zhao!
Sima Zhao also knew he couldn't possibly win a melee clash against this human tyrannosaur.
Leveraging his mid-stage Golden Core cultivation advantage alongside various secret arts, he repositioned frantically, dodging left and right in the gaps between Jiang Ye's attacks.
Yet even so, faced with Jiang Ye's completely unreasonable strength and speed, he couldn't gain the slightest upper hand and was instead suppressed into precarious danger.
What filled Sima Zhao with the most frustration and fear...
...was discovering that no matter how exquisite his spear techniques were, or how bizarre the angles...
...his opponent could always parry them with absolute precision!
Those despair-inducing metallic clangs sounded like death knells ringing in his ears.
In fact...
...earlier, risking taking a sword hit head-on, he had unleashed the Yin-Yang Sect's High-Grade Earth-Grade technique—【Severing Current Soul-Chasing Spear】.
It should have been a guaranteed killer strike.
The result?
He watched in horror...
...as the young girl not only dodged the deadly spear ray with supreme ease...
...but even...
...took advantage of the dodge to calmly tuck back a strand of hair blown messy by the wind behind her ear with her back turned to him!
What the fuck, this was way too ridiculous!
What kind of monster was she?!
“Bang!”
Another dull, heavy boom echoed.
Sima Zhao was swatted flying by Jiang Ye's sword once again.
He rolled over a dozen times across the ground before coming to a stop, drenched in blood and battered to the extreme.
Both hands gripping his spear trembled uncontrollably.
Humiliation! Utter humiliation!
Sima Zhao's eyes turned ferocious as he roared like a wild beast:
“Forcing me to use my trump card!”
“Today... every single one of you will die!!!”
He violently bit the tip of his tongue, spurting out a mouthful of essence blood.
His hands formed hand seals at speeds imperceptible to the naked eye.
Yin-Yang Sect Peak Earth-Grade Secret Technique—【Yin-Yang Ultimate Bliss Illusion Realm】!
In an instant...
...an extraordinarily dense, sweetly scented pink mist exploded outward in a circle with Sima Zhao as its epicenter!
It engulfed the entire battlefield in a flash!
This was no simple toxic mist.
It was the Yin-Yang Sect's most terrifying spiritual attack!
Once enveloped by the pink mist, the target would immediately see the "ideal partner" they desired most and found most irresistible in the depths of their heart.
Combined with the mist's innate aphrodisiac effect, as long as the target harbored even a trace of lust, their essence, vital blood, and true qi would be continuously drained, feeding back into the caster to heal his injuries and boost his strength!
The pink mist spread.
Over on Gu Changqing's side, the situation they had barely managed to stabilize thanks to Monk Du'e acting as a meat shield collapsed instantly.
The eyes of several weaker Azure Mystic Sect disciples grew instantly dazed.
Dropping their weapons, their faces flushed red, and their movements became sluggish and bizarre.
Gu Changqing possessed a powerful divine sense and instantly realized something was wrong.
Biting his lip to shock himself awake with pain, he roared loudly:
“Everyone, clear your minds! Guard your spirits! This is a demonic illusion technique! Do not be tricked by what you see!”
“Heehee... hehehe...”
A thoroughly creepy, foolish laugh suddenly sounded from beside Gu Changqing.
Gu Changqing turned his neck stiffly.
He saw...
...the Buddhist martial monk who had just been full of righteous awe and glowing with golden light...
...was now tightly hugging a wooden pillar in the courtyard.
Shaking violently from head to toe, he humped the pillar frantically while drooling, giggling like a complete perv:
“Big-busted female Bodhisattva... hehe... Female Bodhisattva, you wouldn't want the abbot to find out...”
Gu Changqing's face darkened completely, veins bulging on his forehead.
“Fuck! This bald donkey didn't even hold out for a single second!”
“Hehehe... Big sister...”
Right after that...
...another silly laugh echoed from Gu Changqing's right.
His heart skipped a beat, and he turned to look right away.
He saw Junior Brother Zhao Ran, the dark-skinned, honest-looking disciple in their group.
Right now, he was squatting on the ground, covering his chest with both hands and giggling shyly:
“Big sister... this isn't good... how embarrassing...”
“Ah? You insist on making me say it?”
“Then I'll say it... hehe, show me the goods...”
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