Chapter 2032

The black-armored man heard the woman's words and had no further doubts in his heart, immediately voicing his agreement repeatedly.

While the palace-attired lady flicked her sleeve, a sheet of pink rosy light flashed wildly, and the two figures blurred and vanished.

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At the same time, atop a high peak in the spirit tribe's territory adjacent to the human race, three Holy Spirit existences of the Deity Transformation stage surrounded a youth of exceptionally handsome face as if facing a great enemy.

The youth wore a golden-colored long robe, his hands clasped behind his back as he stood half in midair, expressionlessly gazing at the three opposite him.

On the front of his golden-colored long robe was prominently emblazoned a huge, radiant golden lotus, extremely eye-catching.

Meanwhile, on the mountain peak below, everywhere were pits and depressions filled with numerous wreckage and severed limbs, many shattered artifacts scattered across the ground, numbering over a thousand, yet each devoid of spiritual aura.

"No matter who you are, such slaughter of our Ancestor Cloud Mountain kin and daring to absorb their essence—you have committed a grave taboo of our tribe; we three will surely hack you to death to avenge this!" said one of the three Holy Spirits opposite, a short and stout old man, gritting his teeth.

Beside him, the other two Holy Spirits: one was a white-haired old man holding a section of jade-green bamboo staff, the other a beautiful woman about thirty years old,

Both gazed at the golden-robed youth with eyes seemingly spitting fire.

The spirit tribe differs from ordinary alien races, for due to the difficulty of awakening spiritual wisdom, their numbers have always been extremely scarce compared to other tribes, thus each member is treasured immensely. But fortunately, once a spirit tribe member awakens spiritual wisdom, they immediately possess considerable divine abilities; Golden Core and Nascent Soul level are merely the most ordinary existences among them, hence they can coexist with the Winged Yecha and other demon tribes in a corner of the Spirit Realm.

Just as Ancestor Cloud Mountain here is a well-known base of the spirit tribe, these three Holy Spirits are the three Grand Supreme Elders of this base.

A few days ago, the three Holy Spirits went out on business, and upon returning, immediately saw that all the tribe members of the base had been slaughtered to a man and their essence completely absorbed. The perpetrator, this golden-robed youth, had remained here without leaving, so the shock and anger in the hearts of the three Holy Spirits can be imagined.

Though this golden-robed youth's aura seemed not particularly strong, the three Holy Spirits could not discern his exact cultivation level,

which made them furious yet also slightly uneasy; otherwise, they would have already moved to capture him, and there would be no need to stalemate until now.

"Hmph, you done talking? Merely some transformed spirit slaves, daring to be so arrogant before me. Their essence can be used by me, which is fitting enough. I see your cultivation far exceeds other spirit slaves; if you are willing to take me as master and serve me, I might spare your lives." The golden-robed youth snorted, then finally spoke, but with an entirely lofty demeanor.

"Spirit slave, you are from the Immortal Realm?" Upon hearing this, the three Holy Spirits who had been spitting fire simultaneously lost their voices.

"Oh, you also know of this? Did someone among you come down from above? No, with your cultivation you could not possibly do this; it seems others told you. If so, this Immortal Envoy takes greater interest in the one who told you. Well, now that you know my origin, hurry up and reveal your true forms so I can establish a blood contract. Otherwise, I will soon capture you and personally erase your spiritual wisdom—same result, just a bit more trouble." The golden-robed youth paused upon hearing this, then immediately coldly laughed and said.

Upon the opponent truly admitting to guessing the matter, the three Holy Spirits' faces turned deathly pale, and they exchanged terrified glances.

If the opponent were truly a person descended from the upper realm, these three Deity Transformation-stage existences in his hands would naturally be unable to withstand a single blow.

"No, if he were truly someone descended from the Immortal Realm, when dealing with our tribesmen, how would he still cause such a great commotion? He is using empty words to deceive us." Said the old man holding the jade bamboo, though fear still lingered on his face, his eyes darted rapidly a few times before he suddenly recalled something and shouted loudly.

"Not bad, Royal Brother's words are extremely reasonable. I have never heard of Immortal Realm beings descending to this realm; even if he truly is from the upper realm, he seems to have encountered some problem now. Otherwise, why would we still be talking so much nonsense? We three need not fear him even if we join hands." The beautiful woman also said, her expression sinking.

Upon hearing the words of the three opposite, the golden-robed youth's expression slightly tightened.

This subtle change naturally could not escape the observation of the three Holy Spirits opposite, and their hearts grew even more convinced.

"Attack, do not let this mouthful of nonsense brat leave here alive." The short and stout old man in the middle, after his eyes flashed with ferocity, suddenly pinched a seal with both hands, and a white-misty bronze mirror appeared before his chest, which he shook toward the youth.

"Pfft"—

A white-colored fire column erupted from it, transforming into a sea of fire over a hundred zhang high, rolling toward the youth.

The white-haired old man and the beautiful woman also hesitated not, simultaneously attacking.

One swept his jade bamboo forward in the void, instantly countless jade-green bamboo shadows piled up layer upon layer above the golden-robed youth, covering over a hundred mu, and silently descended.

The other flicked his fingers forward in succession, a cyan-colored light ball flew out, spun around, and suddenly transformed into ten cyan-colored giant birds tens of zhang long, crying out as they swooped straight ahead.

Although the three Holy Spirits did not believe the opponent was truly from the upper realm, they also knew he was absolutely not ordinary; upon attacking, they involuntarily unleashed their ultimate killing moves, hoping to defeat the great enemy before them with a single combined strike.

Seeing this, the golden-robed youth's eyes flashed a spark of essence, but he uttered the word "Foolish."

Next, he suddenly pinched a strange hand seal with one hand; his body surface suddenly flashed a transparent halo, which then flickered and exploded open, countless gold-and-silver-colored runes surging forth, instantly condensing into a layer of gold-and-silver-colored giant shield that enveloped him.

Amidst the flashing green shadows in the air, they transformed into countless green-colored giant trees several zhang long, crashing down with thunderous booms.

Those over ten cyan-colored giant birds, upon nearing, flapped their wings, releasing dense cyan-colored wind blades that howled forth, as if thousands upon thousands of cyan-colored sharp blades slashed simultaneously.

As for that white-colored fire sea, merely a rolling motion, rolling white flames instantly engulfed the gold-and-silver-colored light shield entirely.

Witnessing such ferocious attack within the gold-and-silver rune shield, the youth's face showed only a hint of disdain; he casually slapped one palm onto the shield and uttered the word "Open."

"Boom—" a tremendous roar came.

The gold-and-silver rune shield suddenly expanded wildly in the flashing light, each rune instantly swelling to several times its size, and presenting a semi-transparent solidified form.

Whether giant trees, wind blades, or flames, upon contacting the gold-and-silver-colored shield's runes, they were rebounded like electric shocks, unable to move the shield in the slightest.

Seeing this, the short and stout old man's face changed; without hesitation, he raised his hand and viciously jabbed at the rolling flames.

Within the white fire sea, a low roar sounded, and instantly several fire qilin condensed, each about the size of a calf, their bodies spewing out pale silver-colored spiritual fire.

The entire fire sea not only saw its flame momentum suddenly increase by half, but its color also turned pale silver, and the surrounding space temperature instantly became as if standing in a furnace—scorching and unbearable.

The white-haired old man and the beautiful woman exchanged a glance, then without a word each flipped their palms, several gleaming treasures appearing in their hands, ready to be offered together.

But just then, from within the gold-and-silver shield came the youth's icy-cold words:

"The time for play is over; I now send you on your way."

As the words fell, the faint figure within the shield flashed—and instantly vanished into thin air.

And without the youth's magic power supporting it, the gold-and-silver-colored shield, merely swept by the white flames, instantly shattered inch by inch.

Yet witnessing this scene, the short and stout old man and the other two did not show joy on their faces; instead, they instantly changed, backing into each other to form a circle, and simultaneously released their vast divine sense outward.

"What's happening? My divine sense cannot detect that person's trace."

After a moment, the white-haired old man suddenly let out a fearful low shout.

And though the beautiful woman said nothing, her grim expression showed the same result.

But as the short and stout old man's eyes flashed with a gloomy hue, just as he was about to speak, suddenly a thunderclap rang in the air, followed by countless specks of silver light appearing, then a flash of gold light, and the golden-robed youth's figure strangely appeared in the light points, raising his hand to casually grasp the void.

"Boom"—

Those silver-colored specks instantly surged, and in the blink of an eye coalesced into a silver-colored giant net several li in size, not only enveloping the three Holy Spirits below but also covering the giant peak beneath them.

Moreover, strangely, this silver-colored giant net seems to contain some mysterious divine power; though not yet fallen, it emits a strange aura from the net, causing the three short and stout old men to go limp throughout, their bodies' half of magic power suddenly unable to be lifted.

"Not good, it's the Capturing Spirit Heavenly Net. He truly is from the Immortal Realm—we must flee!" The short and stout old man, clearly the highest cultivation among the three Holy Spirits, upon sensing his abnormality, immediately twisted his face and roared, then his form flickered, his body blurring and merging with the ancient mirror before him, emitting a piercing long cry as he escaped through the void.

The other two Holy Spirits, upon hearing the name "Capturing Spirit Net," their faces also turned bloodless pale, and without a word they flickered—one turning into a cyan-tinged whirlwind, the other into a cyan-green giant bamboo tens of zhang high, simultaneously bursting forth with piercing spiritual light as they scattered and fled.

"Now you want to run? Stop daydreaming."

Seeing this, the golden-robed youth hehe laughed, one palm slightly swayed, instantly a ball of silver light arose in his palm, then instantly transformed into over ten silver threads connecting to the entire giant net, and then he gently lifted.

The silver 'colored' giant net surged downward, bringing with it a gloomy, icy chill, and fell from heaven to earth in one sweep.

Under the flashing silver light, the net seemed to envelop the entire expanse of heaven and earth in an instant.

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