NOVPUBHowever, Wu Yan took her shot at precisely the right moment. Even though the Class IV sword energy responded extremely swiftly, it still needed time to react. Coincidentally, Wu Yan managed to exploit this gap, landing a punch on Qin Fengyi’s back.
What slightly disturbed her, however, was the sudden burst of light that emanated from Qin Fengyi’s body.
Although the light shattered instantly under her attack, Qin Fengyi managed to react in time. Looking pale, she quickly withdrew with the help of her sword energy.
Even though she wanted to retreat, Wu Yan wouldn’t let her. With a slight flicker of her figure, she abruptly appeared at Qin Fengyi’s side and launched another punch!
If this punch landed, Qin Fengyi would undoubtedly die!
However, Wu Yan suddenly felt an ominous premonition washing over her heart.
After surveying with her Spiritual Mind, she saw the male cultivator who had been fighting Wu Du earlier. He was surging with dreadful Mana, and was heading to attack her.
"How does he still have so much Mana!"
Wu Yan wrinkled her brow slightly, and hesitated momentarily. During this time, the Class IV sword energy that Qin Fengyi was wielding finally responded, quickly blocking her punch.
The sharp sensation brought on by the Class IV sword energy caught her off guard.
With her mind swiftly turning, a trace of unwillingness flashed in Wu Yan’s eyes. Eventually, she had no choice but to reluctantly retreat.
She vaguely understood Wu Du’s predicament. The Class IV sword energy that the female cultivators wielded could be considered the equivalent to a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.
If it wasn’t in the hands of a Golden Core Craftsman, its power would probably not be limited to this.
And the other cultivator, ostensibly only at the peak of the Golden Core stage, was far from simple. His Accumulation of Mana was so dense that it was frightening, having undergone a qualitative change, which took her by surprise.
If she were to face him, even if she was a match for him, it would be virtually impossible for her to win quickly.
Given the combined pressure from the two of them, Wu Du’s performance wasn’t as bad as it seemed, though it could still be considered subpar.
With that, she said sternly, "Together, let’s take them down quickly!"
Without resorting to any Spells or Magic Tools, she simply exerted pressure with her physical body alone.
This was what set the priests of the Feather Serpent Tribe apart from many other priests; their specialty lay in the strength of their bodies, unlike the frail members of the tribe who had shared their life force with the Feather Serpent.
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Fengyu Mountain.
Daoist Palace.
Zhao Feng stood rigidly before Yuan Changgeng, paying his respects subtly.
Yuan Changgeng’s brow furrowed slightly:
"You say you’re unable to contact Xi Wushang, and suspect that something might have happened to them?"
Zhao Feng nodded solemnly:
"Guardian Yuan must know that my Spiritual Sense is astute. I had an inexplicable premonition earlier; although it wasn’t the scheduled time for contact, I still attempted early...but there was no response on Brother Xi’s side."
"No response?"
Yuan Changgeng began to ponder and subsequently spoke, "I’m going to look for Martial Uncle."
Agreeing with this course of action, Zhao Feng nodded in approval.
Soon.
Yuan Changgeng swiftly flew out of the Daoist Palace, rising high into the sky in the blink of an eye.
In the fierce gales, a figure without arms was seen sitting cross-legged.
In front of him, a sword with several cracks was floating up and down gently.
"What’s the matter?"
Before Yuan Changgeng could say a word, a voice had already rang out.
Yuan Changgeng was slightly startled, and then proceeded to salute:
"Martial Uncle Xumi, Zhao Feng has been unable to contact the team headed to Yundang, and he suspects...something has happened."
Hearing this, Xumi slowly opened his eyes and looked at Yuan Changgeng:
"What is your intention?"
Yuan Changgeng candidly answered: "Please stay here, Martial Uncle Xumi. I will go to Yundang to investigate."
But Xumi did not respond, instead asking:
"Has the Tankong Patriarch returned?"
Yuan Changgeng was slightly taken aback, then shook his head:
"No, the half-month deadline has long passed, but we have yet to hear from the Tankong Patriarch."
"Aside from the Tankong Patriarch, the Ancestral Master of Wanxiang Sect has also been similarly silent..."
Xumi fell silent for a moment, then shook his head:
"For Yundang, I will go."
Upon hearing Xumi’s words, Yuan Changgeng’s face changed instantly:
"Uncle going? That can’t happen! Both of our Ancestral Masters are currently not here in the south. Only uncle has enough strength to deter the Thief Cultivators, once uncle leaves, what if they... "
"Mountain Lord Guan, will send people."
Xumi calmly responded.
"But what if Yundang is indeed a trap..."
Yuan Changgeng still seemed somewhat hesitant.
"If it is, then it is what I seek."
Xumi’s gaze fell on the sword in front of him, revealing an unusual ripple.
Yuan Changgeng fell silent and looked at Xumi, his eyes full of reverence.
After a pause, he spoke:
"If something happens in Yundang, I fear Elong Beach will not be safe. Uncle, please be careful."
Xumi nodded.
The next moment.
His figure disappeared from before Yuan Changgeng.
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"Good ape! It should be under my command, serving as my sacred beast protection!"
Mingshan looked at the Wu Monkey King from mid-air, the more he looked, the more delighted he got.
Without any more hesitation, he lightly recited a sutra.
Behind him, a shadow of a dignified buddha image with flesh on its head slowly materialized.
The Wu Monkey King sensed danger and immediately let out a furious roar. He bared his teeth towards the ghostly image of Buddha.
Mingshan just gave a chuckle, slightly moved his palm, and the ghostly image of Buddha immediately followed suit, extending a massive ghostly Buddha hand to suppress the Wu Monkey King!
Seeing this somewhat familiar scene, Wang Ba momentarily felt disoriented.
However, he didn’t give the Wu Monkey King another look.
This main Mingshan wasn’t the Buddha, his Wu Monkey King wasn’t that monkey.
He had more confidence in the Wu Monkey King than anyone else.
