A Sect from a Spirit Vein

Chapter 566: Chapter 468: The Day of the Tiger’s Roar

In the territory of Cangzhou, Sanshan County borders four other counties: Xinghu County, Chongming County, Beichui County, and Junle County.

For Sanshan County, Xinghu County remains aloof from worldly affairs, with Master Kan Yuan staying reclusive. Chongming County has had a century-old feud with fierce conflicts. Beichui County sits in the far north of Cangzhou and often shows tendencies to move south, creating slight tensions. As for Junle County, it is an ally with mutual benefits and good relations.

Now, at a critical juncture, it was only natural for Master Yeguang to seek assistance from allies.

The Golden Core Master from Junle County was Master Xuan Jing.

He was a middle-aged cultivator with a waxy-yellow face tinged with green and a lean figure. His expression was serious, and he held a long duster that trailed to the ground.

The spiritual pressure of his Golden Core was bone-chilling, cold and piercing. Judging by his cultivation alone, he was a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator.

In contrast, Master Yeguang looked pale, with an unstable aura. Although his spiritual pressure still carried explosive intent, it was evident he had hurriedly taken spiritual medicine or used some secret treasure, barely maintaining the facade.

Lu Qian and his group were sizing them up as well, particularly focusing on Guh Niqiang, who was shrouded in cyan flames.

Master Xuan Jing was puzzled as to when a new Golden Core emerged in Chongming County, while Master Yeguang was shocked and angry. Even after receiving the report about Minglong Mountain being breached, he was momentarily speechless, his heart surged with turbulent waves.

The Golden Core Celestial Tribulation arrived early, and yet it was successfully crossed!

This was something that only existed in legends!

He shouted angrily, ”Lu Qian, you little thief, is Guh Niqiang’s advancement to the Golden Core your trump card? With the power of two Golden Cores, do you dream of breaking my Sanshan County?”

Master Xuan Jing spoke coldly, ”Since I am here, you two will surely achieve nothing. Why not retreat early to avoid injury?”

”Nothing achieved?” Guh Niqiang caught the glance Lu Qian directed at her and smiled excitedly, ”We’ll know if anything is achieved after the battle!”

The cyan flames roared and exploded, as Guh Niqiang raised her hand, summoning a several-zhang-long cyan Divine Crow from the torrent of flames, and hurled it toward Master Xuan Jing.

Master Xuan Jing’s face turned dark as he flicked his duster, and the cold air condensed into frost flowers midair, as thousands of silver threads rose and swiftly wove into a giant net of cold ice, enveloping the Divine Crow inside.

It turned out he was a master of the Ice Technique. He shouted, ”You’ve just broken through to Golden Core, how dare you be so arrogant! A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers only to meet a quicker demise!”

Guh Niqiang snorted disdainfully, ”Annoying!”

She clenched her palm, and with a booming sound, the Golden Crow within the ice net suddenly exploded. At the same time, her figure flickered, and in the sky-high cyan flames, the Golden Crow Pseudo-Body flapped its wings with a screech, with three massive flaming claws closing in on Master Xuan Jing.

The two engaged in direct combat. One, a seasoned Golden Core believing he was provoked, spewed anger; the other, a newly advanced Master, was exhilarated by her newfound abilities. The clash of cyan flames and profound ice, the collision of high heat and cold, generated continuous booming explosions across the sky, with large plumes of steam rising and instantly dispersed by the fierce attacks.

Master Yeguang could not help but be shocked. Just as he took out the Thunder Drum intending to join the fray, he found Ye Xiao had already moved before him, beckoning.

”Fellow Daoist Cang, why hurry? Your opponent is me.”

The rumbling shook Yanghua Mountain, as four Golden Cores engaged in fierce combat, thunder against spiritual earth, flames against cold ice, scattering cloud layers and sending spiritual Qi flowing chaotically, forcing Lu Qian to retreat several hundred zhang away.

Apart from the battlefield of the two pairs of Golden Cores, Lu Qian’s attention was also on Yanghua Mountain.

The mountain was shrouded by a Golden Core-level Grand Array, the Seven Stars Beidou Formation. Previously, Yuchi Hui had set up a Foundation Establishment-level Seven Stars Beidou Formation atop Lingsha City, which was later broken by him.

Objectively speaking, the Seven Stars Beidou Formation was indeed very suitable for large-scale engagements. Once the Pole Star Position was held, the star force would keep empowering the defenders inside, making the defense nearly unbreakable.

At the moment, squad after squad of Qi Cultivation elites soared into the sky within Yanghua Mountain, entering the formation and occupying the Seven Star positions, prepared for battle. At a glance, there were about three hundred people.

It seemed this Seven Stars Beidou Formation was a hallmark of the Liyuan Sect, its elite disciples having undergone extensive training, achieving seamless cooperation within the formation. This was also one of the inheritances of an established Golden Core Sect.

Even Lu Qian had to admit that if Master Yeguang and Master Xuan Jing retreated into the formation, each taking one of the Seven Stars and guarding the Pole Star Position, Lu Qian’s trio would definitely not be able to break through the formation.

But now, both Master Yeguang and Master Xuan Jing stayed outside the formation, choosing to fight nearby, and Lu Qian already understood his thoughts.

Firstly, he was confident in Master Xuan Jing, a mid-stage Golden Core, believing he could successfully defeat Guh Niqiang. Secondly, he thought delaying time had its advantages, as the forces from various subordinate sects and Qionghua Mountain were likely converging on Yanghua Mountain, and the longer the delay, the stronger the power at Yanghua Mountain would become.

Just at that moment, Master Xuan Jing summoned a Treasure Mirror glowing brightly, the icy blue light rapidly creating layers of frost. He again tossed his duster, and thousands of ice threads extended and transformed, like strips of icy ropes entangling the Three-legged Golden Crow.

Bound tightly by countless ice threads and enveloped in the Treasure Mirror’s light, the cyan flames on the Golden Crow dwindled, and its feathers were even forming a layer of frost!

Although it struggled fiercely, its movements grew slower, as layers of ghostly blue frost gathered around it, encasing it in ice pillars.