Boom!
Before Fu Chen could even finish his sentence, the sounds of battle erupted in midair.
Just moments prior, Fu Yunshen had watched the crowd from the Haoran Sect arrive and asked, “May I ask what business the three Sect Masters have in the Xinghe Dynasty, bringing so many people with you?”
The Sect Master of the Haoran Sect had replied bluntly, “Hand over the people of the Qingshan Sect...”
He didn't intend to target the Xinghe Dynasty openly; after all, other second-tier powers were watching.
Doing so without cause would easily trigger panic among the other factions, destabilizing the Eastern Province.
Besides, the Emperor of the Xinghe Dynasty was severely injured and didn't have long to live anyway.
Though, he looks rather energetic today...
Could he have recovered? The Sect Master immediately dismissed the thought.
He had been injured for so long; a full recovery couldn't possibly be that easy.
Even if he had recovered, killing him would still be child's play. His father had been incredibly powerful back then, yet hadn't they still plotted against and killed him?
Ye Fan stared at Fu Yunshen with furrowed brows. He sensed something was off; the man seemed to have recovered.
However, he did not speak up to warn anyone.
Instead, his cold gaze swept over the crowd from the Haoran Sect.
He was just waiting to see the Soul Transformation stage cultivators of the Haoran Sect make fools of themselves.
According to his predecessor's memories, Fu Yunshen's strength was quite formidable.
If he had indeed recovered, he should be able to make these guys suffer.
Meanwhile, Fu Yunshen was also stunned by the Haoran Sect's words.
So they weren't here to find trouble with the Xinghe Dynasty.
The problem was, targeting the Qingshan Sect was no different from targeting him.
After all, his royal brother was a Qingshan Sect disciple, and the Qingshan Sect was his savior.
“There are no Qingshan Sect members here!” Fu Yunshen said coldly.
At the same time, he muttered inwardly, I hope Sect Master Lu and the others have already left.
The Sect Master of the Haoran Sect was also taken aback by Fu Yunshen's reply.
He couldn't understand where this kid had gotten the nerve.
To actually dare to shield the Qingshan Sect.
Was he not afraid that a single fit of rage would prompt them to discard all pretenses and wipe out the Xinghe Dynasty?
The Haoran Sect's Sect Master narrowed his eyes, staring at Fu Yunshen as he threatened coldly, “You had better think this through. I advise you to hand them over!”
“Sect Master Nie, they have really left! If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do!” Fu Yunshen stared deeply at the Haoran Sect's Sect Master, bracing himself for a fight.
“Hmph! Since you refuse to be sensible, don't blame me for being ruthless! Go!” The Haoran Sect's Sect Master whipped his sleeve and shouted furiously. A gentle breeze blew past...
It was dead silent. The Haoran Sect's Sect Master's face turned completely black.
Because no one stepped forward.
Even the two Soul Transformation stage cultivators from his own sect who had followed him looked embarrassed.
Before they had set out, their Sect Master had specifically instructed them to try not to fight unless there was an easy advantage to be gained, to avoid any further casualties.
Currently, the Haoran Sect only had four Soul Transformation stage cultivators left. If they suffered any more losses, they would be at the bottom of the three major powers.
Fu Yunshen looked upon this scene with disdain. It was precisely this bunch of self-calculating hypocrites who ruled the Eastern Province.
When would the Eastern Province ever rise?
It was a miracle they hadn't been completely run over by the Northern Province yet; it was truly a case of fools meeting fools.
The situation in the Northern Province seemed to be about the same as the Eastern Province.
Fu Yunshen fixed his gaze on the Haoran Sect's Sect Master.
Just as he was about to open his mouth to challenge the Sect Master to fight him personally, the Haoran Sect's Sect Master quickly turned around, suppressing his anger as he said to the Sect Master of the Dingyuan Sect, “Have your sect's Soul Transformation stage cultivator take action!”
The Dingyuan Sect Leader wanted to refuse, but considering how many people were watching, it was hard to decline. He could only nod in agreement.
He figured that dealing with a sickly invalid shouldn't be a problem.
Thus, he ordered one of his Soul Transformation stage cultivators to step forward.
The Soul Transformation stage cultivator from the Dingyuan Sect rushed out of the spirit boat and conjured a crimson-gold alchemy furnace, while Fu Yunshen conjured a white spear.
The Soul Transformation stage cultivator from the Dingyuan Sect roared.
His Soul Transformation stage pressure erupted violently. The alchemy furnace levitated in the air, its mouth spewing out rolling waves of crimson-gold pill fire.
It surged directly toward Fu Yunshen, warping the very space it passed through with its intense heat.
Fu Yunshen's expression was cold as he gripped his spear.
The spiritual energy of the Soul Transformation stage circulated within his body. Treading on the air, he instantly pierced through the barrier of pill fire.
With a wave of his hand, his spear tore through the air, its tip flashing with a cold light as it thrust straight toward the alchemy furnace.
With a deafening clang, the alchemy furnace shook violently, and the pill fire spewing from its mouth instantly scattered.
The Soul Transformation stage cultivator nearly spat out a mouthful of blood, his body forced back repeatedly by the impact.
Before his opponent could stabilize himself, Fu Yunshen blurred, sweeping his white spear outward and striking heavily against the other's protective spiritual light.
The protective shield the Soul Transformation stage cultivator had hastily erected shattered instantly.
The remaining force of the spear light slammed heavily into his chest.
Crack...
The crisp sound of fracturing bones rang out clearly. The Soul Transformation stage cultivator flew backward like a broken kite, his chest completely caved in.
“How is this possible?!”
“You've recovered?!”
“...”
The Haoran Sect's Sect Master and the others cried out in shock and fear, staring at Fu Yunshen.
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes. He had known this sickly Emperor was not as simple as he looked.
It would be great if he could kill a few of these Soul Transformation stage cultivators, he thought.
But on second thought, he felt it was impossible.
After all, there were still a few old fossils watching from the shadows.
Meanwhile, the three Unity stage cultivators hiding in the shadows were cursing the Haoran Sect's Sect Master to death!
Damn it, just gang up on him! Why the hell are you doing one-on-one duels?! How embarrassing!
By then, the Haoran Sect's Sect Master had also realized his mistake.
“Go!” He waved his hand, and this time, three Soul Transformation stage cultivators stepped forward at once, one from each of the three sects.
Below, Lu Ming frowned as he watched this unfold.
“This is going to be a tough fight!” After all, the enemy had too many Soul Transformation stage cultivators, while Fu Yunshen was all on his own.
“Alright, I'm laying my cards on the table. I'm not pretending anymore! Actually, I'm a big shot too!” Right then, a voice spoke up from beside him.
Lu Ming and the others were all stunned. Turning their heads, they saw Wang Defa, his robes fluttering despite the lack of wind!
He looked incredibly badass, his presence fully unleashed, as the aura of the Soul Transformation stage rolled out of him...
“Holy shit... Old Man Wang, you're fucking amazing!”
Hearing Lu Ming's exclamation, Wang Defa, who was just about to soar into the sky, stumbled and almost face-planted.
The Great Sect Master's tongue is truly lethal.
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