Chapter 482: Cleverly seizing Iron Qingshan, boldly snatching Dream Return Ridge!
Dream Return Ridge!
Unlike Snow Wolf Terrace, Dream Return Ridge is not an abrupt mountain peak, but a small mountain range.
Several large mountains are scattered all around Dream Return Ridge.
Due to the flow of the earth's energy, the mountain terrain converged, gradually forming a scattered, small-scale Tier 3 spirit vein.
And the final, most vigorous point of the spirit vein gathered at Qin Mengling in Dream Return Ridge.
Because of the rising miasma and the shrouding clouds,
Qin Mengling appears extremely eerie and illusory; ordinary living beings who walk into it easily lose their way.
Of course!
Such a natural maze, in the eyes of high-tier cultivators who can project their spiritual sense or even possess divine sense, has no effect at all.
Therefore, once the He family cultivators set their sights on this place, it was destined that the maze would be useless, and only close-quarters combat would remain.
On the flat mountain ground.
The green lawn had already been dyed red with blood.
After a day and a night of intense fighting, the battle at Dream Return Ridge remained in a stalemate.
The reason for this situation was not complicated.
On Dream Return Ridge, there were two Tier 3 demon wolves!
And the He family only had one ancestor at the early Core Formation stage.
He alone was already struggling to deal with one Tier 3 demon wolf, and the other could only be contained by the family's three late Foundation Establishment cultivators forming an array.
He wanted to eliminate one demon wolf first, and then go to deal with the other.
It was just that theory is always shallow; plans are never as fast as changes.
A day and a night of suppression had left the family's three great Foundation Establishment cultivators with their spiritual power bottoming out.
"Ancestor, we can't hold on anymore!"
Accompanied by an anxious scream, the joint-attack array was broken!
That Tier 3 demon wolf, under the eyes of the He family ancestor who was splitting with rage, crushed one of his highly regarded juniors with its bare claws.
Then, it stared at him without the slightest hesitation.
"Forget it, forget it!"
"This treasure land is ultimately not meant for my He family!"
The He family ancestor sighed long and hard, and without hesitation, withdrew.
While unleashing a magic treasure to force the demon wolf to pursue, he sent a voice transmission to the remaining He family clansmen to regroup and retreat.
The plan was quite good, but once the trend of collapse appeared, what greeted them was the pursuit of demon wolves all over the mountains and plains.
One by one, the He family's low-tier cultivators kept falling.
Even one of the Tier 3 demon wolves gave up chasing him and instead went to slaughter those low-tier cultivators.
If this continued...
"Could it be that my He family is going to be exterminated here?"
Just as the He family ancestor felt despair, the demon wolf king that was chasing him suddenly stopped its steps.
"Hmm?"
The He family ancestor was stunned and subconsciously looked up.
A hundred zhang high in the air from him.
Three figures stood out of thin air.
The one in the middle could not be seen clearly, only a pair of eyes cold as ice.
As his sleeves fluttered, he was slowly pressing down with one palm!
As he struck with his palm, boundless wind and clouds gathered, surging magic power rippled, and there were even cyan flames swirling around the edges of the palm print.
It was precisely the Great Handprint of Innate One Qi!
The coverage of this print was extremely wide, even encompassing the He family ancestor.
When the palm print pressed down with a rumble, the He family ancestor's expression changed drastically.
"Fellow Daoist, don't!"
"Despicable human!"
The latter was the Tier 3 demon wolf king speaking in human language.
It did not descend to dodge like the He family ancestor, but instead advanced rather than retreated, facing this huge palm print head-on.
As it charged upward, its dual claws pulled horizontally to the left and right, and a half-moon slash dozens of zhang long suddenly appeared.
Chi!
The sharp airflow tore through the void.
The huge palm print appeared with a gap in an instant.
Luo Chen watched this scene, his heart not moved in the slightest.
Using fire-attribute magic power to drive the Great Handprint of Innate One Qi was inherently not as solid and thick as earth-attribute or wood-attribute.
But at the same time, it also possessed even more powerful might.
When the Great Handprint of Innate One Qi was broken, he was unhurried, his right hand suddenly clenching!
"Hit!"
In the void, the demon wolf king, who was proud of breaking the human magic, suddenly saw that the huge palm print that had been broken was actually grabbing at it from both the left and right sides.
Wherever it passed, the void seemed to be scorched and melted.
Its heart shook violently!
"What kind of method is this?"
In panic, it tried to flee.
However, he dodged left and right, yet remained within the attack range of the Great Handprint.
One after another, incomparably sharp half-moon slashes erupted from its body.
Yet no matter how it cut the great handprint, it could not provide the slightest obstruction.
In despair, it opened its mouth and spat.
Its natal demon core appeared in front of it, turning into a cyan light shield to protect it tightly.
Boom!
Boom!
The great handprint gripped it, and the scorching Withered-Prosperous Fire continuously burned the defensive light shield.
In the short term, it seemed it could do nothing to it.
Its other companion was already on its way to rescue it.
Regarding this, Luo Chen was unhurried.
He first gave a wink to Fifth Qi and Jiang Yu, and the two moved instantly to intercept that demon wolf king.
As for Luo Chen himself, a black nail suddenly appeared in his hand.
"Go!"
Xiu!
The pitch-black radiance flashed once and arrived in front of the cyan light shield.
"Break!"
Luo Chen spat out a soft sound, and the Qi-Breaking Nail shot out, instantly piercing into the cyan light shield.
The cyan light shield, which could originally withstand the burning of the Withered-Prosperous Fire, suddenly developed a gap.
Large swaths of Withered-Prosperous Fire drilled inside.
Following that was...
"Ah..."
"Woo woo woo..."
Human screams and wolf howls alternated.
In the void, a huge fireball was heart-shaking.
Luo Chen held the huge fireball from afar with one hand, watching Fifth Qi chase the other Tier 3 demon wolf further south, while Jiang Yu himself suddenly landed on Dream Return Ridge.
His own gaze moved downward, looking at the He family ancestor who was full of fear.
"Dream Return Ridge, my Luo Tian Alliance wants it. Fellow Daoist He, do you have any objections?"
The He family ancestor opened his mouth, and in the end, could only dejectedly lower his head.
"No objections. I... thank you, Fellow Daoist, for your grace in helping."
Look!
This is what it means to be a person who knows the times—a hero!
His territory was snatched, yet he still had to thank Luo Chen for saving his life.
Luo Chen smiled slightly, "Since that is the case, then please!"
This was seeing the guests out.
The He family ancestor gritted his teeth and led his people away.
The He family's low-tier cultivators were very unwilling.
To take down this territory, they had besieged it for a full day and night, yet now they had to hand it over to others.
Who could accept this?
The He family ancestor naturally understood the thoughts of the cultivators within the clan.
But what could he do?
The He family itself didn't have the strength to chew on this hard bone, and the Luo Tian Alliance had sent three Core Formation powerhouses in one go.
Even...
As far as the eye could see, a huge magic treasure flying boat was slowly flying over.
On the flying boat stood no fewer than five great late Foundation Establishment cultivators!
Those people were looking down at the He family cultivators with excited and cruel gazes.
"Let's go!"
"Return to Broken Moon Xiancheng and discuss this later."
"In the million great mountains of the wilderness, there will always be a place for my He family!"
The He family people unwillingly retreated.
The hundreds of low-tier demon wolves scattered on the ground of Dream Return Ridge, without a leader, also fled in panic toward the depths of the Howling Moon Mountain Range with their tails between their legs like a tide.
Jiang Yu casually killed a few Tier 2 late-stage great demon wolves with nice fur.
Then he flew to Luo Chen's side.
"Fifth Qi has already followed the plan and driven that demon wolf toward Iron Qingshan. What are we now..."
His gaze looked toward the huge fireball in the void that was still struggling and screaming continuously.
In his eyes, there was a bit of fear.
This Luo Chen truly has many trump cards and extraordinary methods!
Not to mention driving three magic treasures at the same time, many powerful magic spells could also be used at will.
Yet, his not-so-high cultivation realm seemed to possess endless magic power, completely unafraid of consumption!
This kind of surging magic power, even he, a Core Formation second-layer cultivator, seemed far from reaching.
Rumor has it that when Luo Chen formed his core, it shook the entire Mount Tianlan Xiancheng.
Just absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth took a full hour!
The depth of his foundation is unfathomable!
Unlike the calm appearance on the surface, Luo Chen felt extremely strenuous in his heart at this moment.
"I originally wanted to use Withered-Prosperous Fire to refine the Tier 3 demon beast and absorb its surging vitality, but now it seems I was too wishful."
"At least in the short term, I cannot refine this Tier 3 demon beast."
He took a deep breath.
Luo Chen flicked his fingers continuously.
Two nails, one for breaking armor and one for breaking the soul, flew out suddenly.
They pierced into the huge cyan fireball.
Accompanied by a tragic howl.
This wind-attribute Tier 3 demon wolf suddenly fell.
Luo Chen beckoned casually, and a demon core fell into his hand.
And the demon wolf corpse, which looked like charred coal, smashed into the earth like a meteorite.
Putting away the wolf king demon core, Luo Chen said without looking back: "Chu Kui, Xu Zhen, you all guard Dream Return Ridge, wait for us to return!"
"Yes!"
"Respectfully follow the Supreme Elder's orders!"
After arranging things, Luo Chen nodded to Jiang Yu.
"Let's go!"
"Fellow Daoist Fifth, I'm afraid he's been waiting anxiously."
Jiang Yu gave a hum, summoned a flying sword, and followed Luo Chen, flying on the sword.
Two streaks of light chased in the direction Fifth Qi had gone, as fast as lightning.
"Won!"
"We won!"
"Woo woo, we finally took down Iron Qingshan!"
On Iron Qingshan, which was lush and green with majestic mountain terrain.
Shouts of extreme excitement echoed.
A sturdy and resolute middle-aged man stood on the mountaintop, covered in blood, looking at the hundreds of disciples who had survived, his face showing an incomparably complex expression.
Under his feet were the corpses of three huge demon wolves, as well as a large magic treasure sword whose spirituality was almost non-existent.
That was his master's natal magic treasure!
For this battle, the Myriad Image Sect had gambled everything!
The Myriad Image Sect's Supreme Elder, who had little lifespan left, did not hesitate to self-destruct his Core, resolutely dragging two demon wolf kings down to hell with him.
He had gone through all kinds of hardships, and in a state of serious injury, finally killed the last Tier 3 demon wolf.
But, everything was worth it!
"With a spirit land, the sect's revival is in sight!"
"It only takes a hundred years of rest and recuperation, and I, Yang Yang Wenchang, will definitely be able to restore the sect to its peak."
"Master, rest in peace!"
He held the large sword with a face full of grief, and countless ideas for managing the Myriad Image Sect had already surged in his heart.
This Iron Qingshan could also be renamed Myriad Image Mountain in the future.
Just when he was filled with sorrow and great ambition.
Below Iron Qingshan, sounds of panicked cries for help suddenly came.
"What's wrong?"
Yang Yang Wenchang's heart shook, and his divine sense spread out.
In his perception, a demon wolf of huge size was charging toward Iron Qingshan regardless of everything.
That appearance was as if it were killing gods if gods blocked it, and killing Buddhas if Buddhas blocked it.
But it also had a feeling of being panicked and fleeing madly?
Wherever the demon wolf passed, the demon energy turned into wind blades, slaughtering everything that blocked it.
Qi Refining disciples died upon contact.
Foundation Establishment true cultivators either died or were seriously injured and dodged.
"How could there still be a demon wolf king? This Iron Qingshan is only in the outer area of the Howling Moon Mountain Range!"
Watching disciple after disciple fall, Yang Yang Wenchang was splitting with rage.
Those were all the good seedlings for the sect's future revival!
They were the excellent pillars who had survived the great human-wolf war!
This kind of thing, he absolutely would not allow!
Without any hesitation, Yang Yang Wenchang wielded his sword and rushed out, turning into a streak of light, charging toward that Tier 3 demon wolf.
"Evil beast! Die!"
"Get lost!"
Without any nonsense, the two fought together at the first moment.
Sword light transformed, Myriad Images were strict.
Demon energy filled the sky, and wind blades were like a storm, sweeping in all directions.
Yang Yang Wenchang was already seriously injured, and in this sudden battle, he quickly fell into a disadvantage.
In a situation where his magic power was insufficient, even driving the flying sword appeared quite strenuous.
After a hundred rounds.
There were several deep sword wounds on the demon wolf's body that could be seen to the bone.
As for Yang Yang Wenchang himself, his magic robe was also tattered, and his face was incomparably pale.
But he could not retreat!
Below him was the future of the Myriad Image Sect, and behind him was the hope of the sect's rise.
This retreat would not only bury hope and the future, but also make the Myriad Image Sect Supreme Elder's self-destruction, and all the disciples who died in this battle, meaningless.
In the ethereal clouds, three figures were talking in low voices.
"Jiang Yu, your Illusory Rain Curtain is still as magical as ever. I'm afraid even the divine sense of a late Core Formation cultivator couldn't see through the disguise of the Illusory Rain Curtain!"
"You flatter me, it's just a minor skill for surviving, not comparable to your great methods."
"You are too humble. How many magic treasures can we Core Formation cultivators bring out? Just being a hero of one side is enough. With your Sea-Calming Pearl combined with the Rain-Calling Banner, and the assistance of this Illusory Rain Curtain, even a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator would have to suffer a loss if caught off guard!"
"Tsk tsk, Fellow Daoist, you overpraise me. Once your trump card comes out, who can block it?"
"If you ask me, it still has to be Alchemist Alchemist Danchenzi, with many trump cards and extraordinary methods, hard to find an opponent among peers! Speaking of which, Alchemist Danchenzi, what kind of magic treasure are those three black nails of yours? They are truly somewhat magical!"
Inside the rain curtain clouds.
Luo Chen had a smile on his face, listening to them praising each other.
Under mutual flattery, it seemed as if they all had the ability to fight across realms and were not inferior to mid-stage Core Formation peers.
But he didn't take it seriously.
Fighting across realms, where is it that simple?
The three of them joined forces before, and it took a lot of effort to kill a mid-stage Tier 3 Snow Wolf King.
If they really encountered a mid-stage Core Formation powerhouse, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to withstand a single blow.
Unless they had a great killing weapon like the Thunder Immortal Pearl!
He didn't talk too deeply in this boasting session, his attention still focused on the battle at Iron Qingshan.
Only, as he watched, his expression became solemn.
"That Yang Yang Wenchang has some ability, still able to take down a Tier 3 demon wolf in this state."
The other two also put away their relaxed state of mind.
Now they were using the strategy of driving the tiger to swallow the wolf, oh no, driving the wolf to swallow the human!
Trying to take down Iron Qingshan without any effort.
Now it seems, there's going to be trouble.
Once the Myriad Image Sect takes down this place, if their Luo Tian Alliance takes action to snatch it, then when the other party reports to the Falling Cloud Sect, there will inevitably be trouble.
"Why don't I take action once more, imitating the previous move at Dream Return Ridge, and take down Iron Qingshan," Luo Chen said.
It's just that this time, it was opposed.
Jiang Yu shook his head and said: "For this spirit vein, the Myriad Image Sect even had their Supreme Elder self-destruct. If you want to imitate what you did before, the other party won't easily give it up."
Luo Chen frowned.
The logic is indeed that logic.
After all, Iron Qingshan has already been taken down, unlike Dream Return Ridge, where the He family's attack was unfavorable, which gave him the opportunity to pick the peaches.
But for the sake of a place to cultivate, they couldn't give up either.
He sighed, "If it doesn't work, we'll use force to pressure them later and force them to leave! As for them reporting to the Falling Cloud Sect later, we'll just slowly haggle."
This is a good idea.
However!
Fifth Qi spoke up.
"Too much trouble."
"I'll do it!"
"Although it's a bit despicable, for the sake of our Dao path, we always have to do something."
Jiang Yu's expression was solemn, and he whispered: "Do it more covertly."
Fifth Qi nodded, "Rest assured, in the midst of a fierce battle, ordinary people won't be able to see my methods, and it won't arouse suspicion."
While speaking.
He pointed like a sword, held vertically in front of his chest.
A breath of air was slightly spat from his mouth, and a wisp of ghostly wind appeared, slowly emerging with a vortex.
The moment this wisp of ghostly wind appeared, Luo Chen's expression froze.
Is this the trump card of Fifth Qi that Jiang Yu mentioned?
The other party once wanted to use it to kill the Tier 3 wolf king at Snow Wolf Terrace, but he had asked him to save it at the time.
He hadn't seen its might.
Now it seems, it has a mysterious and eerie aura that makes one's heart palpitate.
He hesitated in his heart whether to stop the other party.
However, Fifth Qi's solemn expression and Jiang Yu's half-smiling face made him suddenly realize.
Perhaps, they aren't afraid of trouble?
But are killing the chicken to warn the monkey, knocking the mountain to shake the tiger!
He had performed too prominently before, not only being the nominal leader of the Luo Tian Alliance, but his several actions had also vaguely given him the reputation of being the strongest in the alliance.
Even the low-tier cultivators of the Wind and Rain Shanzhuang and the Cen family had a tendency to follow his lead.
Under these circumstances, the originally powerful Wind and Rain Shanzhuang was instead suppressed.
Now that the strategy is about to be completed.
In the subsequent distribution of benefits, there will inevitably be more tug-of-war.
As a result, Fifth Qi is definitely unwilling to be suppressed.
Therefore, his active request to take action this time is not to kill Yang Yang Wenchang, but to actively display his own abilities.
The drunkard's heart is not in the wine, but in himself!
In that case, it would be difficult for him to argue with him, causing the alliance to fall into chaos.
"I wondered why they were boasting before, so it turns out they were hinting at me!" He sighed in his heart.
His open mouth closed slightly.
Luo Chen's expression was calm, quietly watching Fifth Qi cast his spell.
Jiang Yu had been paying attention to his expression changes.
Seeing this scene, his heart also settled down.
Let Luo Chen also know that the two of them are not weaklings!
"Hu..."
Fifth Qi breathed out lightly, and the wisp of ghostly wind wrapped around his fingertips slipped away silently.
And on Iron Qingshan.
Yang Yang Wenchang, who was in the midst of a fierce battle, also gradually noticed something wrong.
It was because the demon wolf opposite, although attacking violently, still had spare energy, as if it were guarding against something.
Not only that, it kept roaring, telling him to get lost and not block the way.
"This demon wolf came strangely."
"Could it be that it wasn't aiming for my Myriad Image Sect, but was driven here by someone?"
"Then where is the enemy who drove this demon?"
"Wait, could it be..."
Just as his thoughts were flowing, trying to let the demon wolf escape in its direction.
A wisp of breeze drifted to his side with a vortex.
Sleeves fluttered, blood sprayed.
Yang Yang Wenchang opened his eyes wide, looking at his body that had been cut in two.
That vortex of air was circling his Core, spinning faster and faster.
In his line of sight, the demon wolf's huge claws swung over.
Directly crushing his head!
All of this happened too fast.
So fast that on Iron Qingshan, all the low-tier disciples of the Myriad Image Sect hadn't reacted.
It was also at this moment.
A roar exploded in the clouds.
"Evil beast, pay with your life!"
Fifth Qi swooped down, his two hands surrounded by a miniature vortex, wisps of ghostly wind continuously circling.
He arrived too abruptly, and also too perfectly.
By the time his streak of light arrived, two vortices had already covered the demon wolf.
Just one crisscross, and the dignified Tier 3 demon wolf fell under Iron Qingshan.
In the astonished gazes of the crowd, Fifth Qi regretfully took the Core.
"Sorry, I arrived a little late, causing you to suffer an unprovoked disaster."
While speaking, his expression moved slightly, he looked back, and then threw the Core to a late Foundation Establishment cultivator who rushed out from the great mountain.
"Your sect's master's relic, keep it well!"
Not only that, but even Yang Yang Wenchang's storage bag and flying sword were sent out.
This scene left the grieving and angry Myriad Image Sect disciples not knowing how to react for a time.
It was also at this moment.
Two streaks of light came from beyond the sky.
As the wind roared, Luo Chen flicked his sleeves and stepped out from the crowd.
"Where will you all go from here?"
The Myriad Image Sect's eldest disciple of this generation, holding Yang Yang Wenchang's relics, trembled.
He looked blankly at the three Luo Chen.
"May I ask the seniors' names?"
The three Luo Chen looked at each other, then revealed a warm smile.
"Luo Tian Alliance, Alchemist Alchemist Danchenzi!"
"Fifth Qi!"
"Jiang Yu!"
Under the seemingly warm gaze of the three, the hundreds of remaining Myriad Image Sect disciples on Iron Qingshan were as weak as ants.
They could be destroyed with bare hands!
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