Chapter 305: Chapter 71 Come! _2


    Immediately following this, a session of spells began to rain down like meteors on Zhongyuan City.


    Under the constant onught of magic, a translucent defense shield became visible over the city.


    Huge boulders, mes, streams of water… all exploded on the shield like beautiful blossoms unfolding in an instance.


    Yellow, red, blue, purple…


    Glowing with powerful mana fluctuations, they all added a breathtaking, heart-stopping beauty to the terrifying scene.


    Soon enough, the barrage of spells had ended.


    The transparent shield was on the verge of breaking.


    However, Ci Ren Pengcuo, who had been observing from the city walls, had a serious look on his face, because he had noticed that despite the repeated attacks, there was still no movement within the city.


    “Master Shi, is there any problem with the stations of our four sects?” he couldn’t help asking hispanion, the Sect Master of the Jiuling Sect.


    The Jiuling Sect Master frowned, sending out his senses before shaking his head to say:<div>


    “No, if anything happened, I would have received a report immediately.”


    Ci Ren Pengcuo only let out a sigh of relief upon hearing this.


    It wasn’t surprising that they were nervous. The Supreme Elder of the Mountain Sea Sect had been killed by Ning Daohuan inside their own sect, and their sect had been destroyed.


    The incident had been truly horrifying.


    All the years of foundationid by the Mountain Sea Sect had been destroyed in an instant.


    With such a lesson in front of them, no one dared to ignore it. Hence, the Four Great Sects had long ago made ample preparations. While they may not be able to harm an Immortal Master of Nascent Soul, as long as they hold out for a while, they could rush to his aid, thus ensuring their safety.


    Watching all this, Zhong Bu of the Chihe Sword Sect said, “What are these little demons ying at? Let me give it a try.”


    “Be careful, Brother Zhong,” cautioned Ci Ren Pengcuo. “Watch out for any tricks they might have up their sleeves.”


    Zhong Bu waved his concerns away with augh. “There’s nothing to worry about.”


    As the most highly recognized Sword Cultivator in the cultivationmunity of the Chen State, his Sword Dao practice was peerless at the Golden Core Realm level. Even Lu Yuansheng was hardly a match unless he had the ‘Blood Bone Saint Venerable’ to back him up.


    Naturally, this gave him confidence.


    In an instant, he transformed into a ray of sword-light, appearing like a red, raging river. Amidst its power, there was an unstoppable force.


    With a quick stop above the Zhongyuan City, a giant red sword light shed down!


    “Bang!”


    The transparent defense shield could no longer hold up and shattered immediately.


    The sword light continued its momentum, shing down in full force!


    Just when it was about to cut the entire Zhongyuan City in half, Zhong Bu’s expression changed drastically!


    Without any second thought, he transformed his body back into sword-light, and headed straight for the small city opposite!


    However, a giant ck hand suddenly rose from the city of Zhongyuan, looking like a towering cloud. Arrivingter but acting first, it grabbed onto Zhong Bu mid-air!<div>


    “It’s the Immortal Master of Nascent Soul!”


    “Brother Zhong!”


    The people from the four major sects in the small city, which included numerous cultivators at the Golden Core level, were all shocked and horrified.


    At this moment, however, the ck hand twisted, and a red sword light escaped, shooting out andnding in the small city above.<div>


    Ci Ren Pengcuo reacted quickly, immediately activating the formation and pulling Zhong Bu back in.


    When the others saw Zhong Bu, they found him pale as a sheet, every inch of his body scorched by fire or struck by thunder, his weak and faint aura resembled a flickering candle in the wind.


    Their shock was evident!


    “Why did this happen!”


    “What a powerful maniption! Brother Zhong, who attacked you?”


    However, Zhong Bu was in no state to answer their questions: the gravely injured man had already lost consciousness.


    “It’s Ning Daohuan, he’s not at the early-stage of the Nascent Soul!” Ci Ren Pengcuo voiced out with a grim expression.


    In the sky above Zhongyuan city, a tall figure dressed in a richly decorated robe slowly rose.


    A group of Golden Core cultivators from the Tianmen Cult, rose into the air following suit.


    Said figure, then leisurely strolled over the emptiness.


    His hair flew wildly, his eyes shone like revolving suns and moons.


    His face was impassive, with a trace of superiority and utter detachment.


    Looking down at the small city below, his voice resonating with an undeniable dominance:<div>


    “I’m giving you three breaths’ time.”


    “Submit.”


    “Or die.”


    “Arrogant!”


    “Ning Daohuan, you’re way over confident!”


    There were voices of indignation everywhere below.


    Only leaders like Ci Ren Pengcuo, the Sect Master of the Jiuling Sect, and the Sect Master Xiong, looked extremely solemn.


    As the most powerful cultivators present, they all felt an unprecedented crisis!


    Quickly giving their orders, several Golden Core cultivators immediately began reinforcing the defense array.


    “Hmph!”


    A hint of mockery shed in Ning Daohuan’s eyes. With a quick thought, the giant ck hand reappeared in the air and pped down.


    At the moment of impact…


    A defensive light shield appeared above the small city.<div>


    However, the shield didn’tst long. In the blink of an eye, it burst like a bubble!


    Unfazed, the giant hand continued its motion, bending its fingers as if to directly uproot the small city.


    No, it was aiming to crush all the cultivators within the city to death!


    “Audacious!”


    The cultivators cursed in anger but scattered in all directions, fleeing for their lives.


    The terrifying scene with Zhong Bu was still fresh in their memory.


    Even Ci Ren Pengcuo, the Sect Master of the Jiuling Sect, and Sect Master Xiong quickly retreated.


    Yet, at this time, only four ss III cultivators of Incense Fire Dao were left standing still in the city.


    “Hmm?”


    Ning Daohuan was slightly confused, but having sessfully transformed into righteousness after fighting the demon, his cultivation base, which had been stagnating for many years, finally broke through smoothly.


    The immense power gave him ample confidence.


    He firmly believed he could handle any variable with this new strength.


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