NOVPUBGuan Ao was physically strong, but in terms of attacking, he seemed much clumsier compared to these Evil Gods.
At the same time, both Bag God and Jackal-headed God were not idle either. One opened its mouth, sucking towards Ling Weizi among the crowd of cultivators resisting the Incense Fire Dao, and the other, like a wolf worshiping the moon, directed the moonlight towards Hu Zaixi.
Another Evil God, whose face was as wide as paper, sent out sheets of paper flying towards Qiu Zhongqiu, looking much like New Year paintings.
Watching the four approaching peak Class IV cultivators of the Incense Fire Dao and the actions of the Evil Gods, Wang Ba’s expression was as calm as still water.
Behind him, seven or eight Nascent Souls of the Wanxiang Sect quickly overtook him, each cautioning,
"Chief Division Master, be careful!"
They then faced their respective opponents.
Watching Ling Weizi being uncontrollably sucked in by Bag God, and the moonlight about to fall on Hu Zaixi...
Wang Ba’s demeanor remained composed as he lightly stepped forward.
In an instant,
the surrounding world dramatically changed!
Dark clouds pressed down!
Fierce winds howled!
Countless bolts of lightning suddenly exploded in the sky!
A feeling akin to the end of the world enveloped the hearts of all Incense Fire Dao cultivators and Evil Gods!
The mouth of Bag God involuntarily loosened, and its suction force abruptly disappeared.
The Jackal-headed God, showing a face of terror, relaxed its clasped hands, and the moonlight silently dispersed...
The New Year paintings that were about to cover Qiu Zhongqiu’s body also fluttered down waveringly.
All the Incense Fire Dao cultivators and Evil Gods stood dumbfounded, looking up at the sky.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang, bang, bang!
There, it seemed as if countless bizarre beings from beyond the realm were violently pounding at the Realm Membrane!
On the Realm Membrane, numerous cracks, accompanied by terrifying thudding sounds, rapidly spread. Black voids, chaotic materials, feather serpents, horned bulls...
Everything from moments before was replaying!
"They, why aren’t they moving?!"
The Jin cultivators, however, were stunned at that moment.
They suddenly realized that the Incense Fire Dao cultivators in front of them had abruptly, as if possessed, become filled with fear and stupor, frozen in place.
During this confusion, quick-handed cultivators had already instantly killed more than a dozen Incense Fire Dao cultivators.
And to their shock, the surrounding Incense Fire Dao cultivators were completely unaware.
"What exactly is going on?!"
Qiu Zhongqiu instinctively looked towards Guan Ao, only to see Guan Ao also staring blankly back at him.
Ling Weizi and Hu Zaixi, who had narrowly escaped death, looked at each other with lingering fear and confusion.
"Quickly capture them!"
Wang Ba, with a calm expression, let out a low shout.
At the same time, he waved his long sleeve.
The surrounding Incense Fire Dao cultivators, with no resistance at all, were swiftly collected into his sleeves.
Watching Wang Ba’s composed and unsurprised demeanor, Qiu Zhongqiu and Guan Ao couldn’t help but look at Wang Ba with startled eyes!
"Could it be, his doing again?!"
"What, what kind of method is this?"
That previous blade formation that severed the Evil Gods, though incomprehensible, at least had traces to follow.
But... These many Incense Fire Dao cultivators, the ones they were suppressing, were just resolved so effortlessly without any resistance?
Not only Guan Ao, a Great Cultivator focused on cultivating his body couldn’t understand,
even a Lianqing Peak cultivator like Qiu Zhongqiu, who had studied the Dao of Soul under Master Xun for many years, was equally clueless.
What kind of method could allow a Nascent Soul cultivator to instantly control so many fourth tier Incense Fire Dao cultivators?
Despite their bewilderment, they were all experienced cultivators and were about to deal a harsh blow to these Incense Fire Dao cultivators standing frozen like wooden stakes.
"There’s no need to kill them, I have other uses for them."
Wang Ba suddenly spoke.
"This… but we don’t have a place to keep these cultivators…"
Qiu Zhongqiu hesitated for a moment before quickly speaking.
The way he addressed Wang Ba this time carried a respect that wasn’t there before.
Wang Ba swept his gaze around, noticing that the surrounding Jin cultivators all looked troubled.
Unapologetically, he decisively collected all the more than two hundred Incense Fire Dao cultivators present.
No one among the Jin cultivators objected.
Seeing this, Guan Ao flew next to an Evil God, his eyes flashing fiercely:
"Kill me so many Jin cultivators, let it also pay with its blood!"
"Martial Uncle Guan, don’t act rashly!"
Wang Ba suddenly spoke up.
The palm blade of Guan Ao stopped right in front of the Jackal-headed God’s neck.
He turned his head in confusion towards Wang Ba,
"Martial Nephew, why?"
Wang Ba’s expression slightly condensed, and instead of explaining, he calmly said,
"They are not quite the same as the cultivators from the Incense Fire Dao. Martial Uncle and the others should retreat first. Leave this place to me to handle... Ji Lan!"
Beside Wang Ba, a handsome cultivator quickly flew out, swiftly setting up a Teleportation Array.
Seeing this, the other cultivators did not dare to delay and quickly entered the Teleportation Array under the arrangement of Zhong Qiu.
"Thank you, Taoist Friend Wang, for saving our lives!"
"We should have discussed things arm in arm, but as there is a great change within the sect, the situation is unclear. We can only leave first and hope Taoist Friend Wang will understand!"
Cultivators from the Longevity Sect along with some from Youxian Temple and the Qin Family stepped forward to bow and say their farewells, their faces showing shame.
Wang Ba also put away the cold sternness he had shown when he acted, his face showing a deep and solemn gratitude as he returned their salute,
"The Three Sects and One Clan are branches of the same tree. Fellow Taoists need not be too formal. Given the catastrophic change in the world, I fully understand your feelings. As cultivators of Jin, we should unite and help each other. Please, hurry back to your people."
Seeing Wang Ba managing the situation competently amidst such a drastic change, maintaining the dignity and propriety of the Wanxiang Sect, the Wanxiang Sect’s cultivators couldn’t help but glance at one another.
Zhong Qiu looked at Wang Ba with a somewhat stunned expression.
For a moment, he seemed to see the shadows of two people in Wang Ba—Sect Master Shao and Master Xun...
The number of Jin cultivators rapidly decreased.
Along with those from the Incense Fire Dao who had been received by Wang Ba.
Only a few Evil Gods and a few people from the Wanxiang Sect remained.
Ling Weizi, Hu Zaixi, and the Ice Daoist swiftly flew down in front of Wang Ba.
"Martial Nephew, why aren’t you leaving?"
Seeing these two Martial Uncles who were extremely close to him, Wang Ba’s mind instinctively became somewhat dazed, faintly recalling figures like his master Yao Wudi, Wei Rong, Du Wei, and others...
But now, after experiencing such changes, his heart was hardly shaken, and he quickly regained his composure with a slight nod,
"These few Evil Gods still need to be dealt with separately. Both Martial Uncles, along with Martial Uncle Qu and Martial Uncle Guan, please go ahead."
However, Ling Weizi and Hu Zaixi couldn’t help but shake their heads slightly,
"Martial Nephew, we might not be of much use in front of these Evil Gods, but in case something unexpected happens, we can still protect you... No need for more words, Martial Nephew."
Wang Ba was startled and then fell silent.
Zhong Qiu and Guan Ao also landed in front of him.
Guan Ao spoke out,
"My body has merged with the incomplete Dao Domain, and although I’m no match for them, I can hold them off for a while if anything happens."
Although Zhong Qiu did not speak, his presence there clearly showed his stance.
Seeing this, Wang Ba didn’t insist further.
"Martial Uncles, please stay beside the Teleportation Array then. Don’t worry, I am quite confident in my ability to protect myself."
Having said that, he didn’t speak further, and quickly approached one of the Evil Gods.
The next moment, from his Middle Dantian, a completely ethereal Blade Weapon flew out.
The Blade Weapon seemed sentient; it trembled slightly and flew straight into his hand.
The brilliance retracted.
On the blade, two large characters quietly emerged:
Skyfall.
This blade was raised by Wang Ba using the A Single-Minded Spirit Blade technique he had learned from Ji Yuan of the Tiandao Peak in the past.
Its breath mingled with the Spiritual Energy.
Upon stepping into the Nascent Soul phase, diffused Spiritual Energy, Mana, and Soul Power, among others, finally sated it, pushing it to rise into the ranks of a Class IV magic treasure.
Being formed from the essence, Yuan, Qi, and blood that overflowed from Wang Ba himself, it was as easily controlled as his own limbs, seamlessly integrated.
Having accumulated so much power over the years, the previous strike shone with breathtaking brilliance.
It was extremely difficult to deliver the same strike as before now.
But his face remained incredibly calm.
The Single-Minded Spirit Blade embodied the power of the blade itself.
Aside from this Blade Weapon, he had also learned from the Chijian of the Huangji Continent how to blend the power of the Five Elements into the Saber Dao.
The next moment.
Suddenly, a harsh, metallic clanging noise, reminiscent of metal striking metal, rang out from his body!
"How strange... it feels like I’ve heard this somewhere before."
Ling Weizi frowned slightly.
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