Chapter 500: You are not a True Person, you do not know the means of a Nascent Soul

The light screen was brilliant, standing between heaven and earth.

Spirit wolves were like a tide, one after another.

A tragic defense battle was unfolding between the mountain gullies.

"Senior Brother, I am going, take good care of Huan'er for me!"

"Junior Brother Ruan!"

Cheng Yan's eyes were about to split, watching helplessly as the Luoyun Sect's Sect Master Ruan Jing, known as the pillar of the sect, was submerged in the rolling beast tide.

When he fell into the wolf pack, there was a moment of silence, followed by the blooming of immeasurable light.

The power of that self-destruction actually lit up most of the night sky.

On Qianye Peak, Han Zhan watched this scene coldly, pursing his lips and gritting his teeth hard.

As if his teeth were about to be crushed.

Aoxiao, standing in the void with the bright moon as his background, saw this and revealed a brilliant smile.

"Fellow Daoist, until now, do you think you are holding me back, or am I holding you back?"

Han Zhan slowly raised his head, looking directly at the undisguised mockery.

"Was all this planned by you?"

Aoxiao shook his head. "How can plans keep up with changes? All this... to use your human words, is just following the trend."

"You tried to eliminate all the spirit beast strongholds in the Xiaoyue Mountain Range, leading to dispersed forces."

"And you were afraid of my Wolf Court reinforcements, so you concentrated all your elites in that Sword-Holding Hall."

"In this way, I only needed to abandon the point of Mount Jihuang and concentrate my strength to strike at the heart. Thus, severely damaging your sect was a matter of course."

Han Zhan opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but took a deep breath and held it back.

Verbal disputes were of no benefit to the overall situation.

He had already seen that the opponent had no intention of fighting him at all.

A trace of regret permeated his whole body.

If he had known this earlier, he wouldn't have been in such a hurry to reveal his Nascent Soul puppet.

Handing it over to Senior Brother Cheng Yan to control would surely have stabilized the front battlefield.

It was a pity that during their first encounter, he had lost three moves to the opponent, and under the pressure of the opponent's sudden arrival, he had to reveal his means in advance to deter him.

In the end!

It was because the Luoyun Sect's foundation was not enough!

The killing moves that could hold the field were all concentrated on him.

At this moment, he was unable to spare himself and was instead held back.

Seeing Han Zhan not speaking, Aoxiao raised his eyebrows.

With his hands behind his back, after a moment of contemplation, he suddenly said: "If you are willing to make a Great Dao oath and declare the opening war a failure, withdrawing from the Xiaoyue Mountain Range, I will immediately order my clansmen to stop and leave your Luoyun Sect a lineage."

"Impossible!" Han Zhan refused decisively without even thinking.

Aoxiao frowned slightly. "Why go this far! If you keep fighting like this, your Luoyun Sect disciples will all die. Even if you occupy the Xiaoyue Mountain Range, so what? Do you want to be the weakest Nascent Soul sect in history?"

Han Zhan thought of that scene and couldn't help but tremble.

But in an instant, he returned to a state of calm.

The Wolf Emperor Aoxiao was frustrated but didn't mind.

"Since that's the case, then you can continue to sit and watch your disciples wail and die! Don't dream of helping; you know very well that you are only barely able to contend with me now because you occupy the terrain. As long as you show the slightest flaw, killing you will be as easy as turning over my hand!"

"Don't talk big!" Han Zhan gave a low shout, his magic power shook, and the Nascent Soul pressure soared into the sky.

"You can try!" Aoxiao snorted coldly, and his powerful momentum pressed down without yielding.

Two terrifying pressures collided in an instant.

Aoxiao's clothes fluttered, his golden hair danced without wind, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

Han Zhan gave a muffled groan but remained in his seat, motionless.

Looking at it this way, it was Aoxiao who had suffered a loss.

However, the opponent was not angry at all, his eyes shining with golden light, looking at the black puppet sitting opposite Han Zhan, which was trembling.

"So that's it!"

"No wonder when you and I fought last time, you clearly lost three moves to me, yet you were unscathed."

"You actually refined this puppet into an external avatar. Not only is it as easy to control as an arm, but it can even transfer damage."

"Tsk tsk, you really have great fortune; you have only formed your Nascent Soul for less than a hundred years, yet you possess two major killing moves: an external avatar and a sword formation."

"Since that's the case, why bother resisting stubbornly? Withdraw early and preserve the sect's foundation. With your means, you might be able to make a comeback in the future..."

Han Zhan stared at him and suddenly spoke, interrupting the opponent's chatter.

"Do you really think you have my Luoyun Sect in the bag?"

Aoxiao frowned.

But soon, he sensed something.

Because of this, he held Han Zhan in even higher regard.

"Your realm is not as high as mine, but your spiritual sense is stronger than mine. I really underestimated you."

"Since that's the case..."

A corner of the defensive formation.

An early-stage third-tier spirit wolf was running wild.

Even though there were puppets everywhere in front, spitting out energy light balls and magic tools dancing wildly, erupting with layers of killing intent, it was not afraid at all.

Relying on its thick skin and flesh, it kept bombarding the light screen guarding the position.

"As long as I open a gap first and lead the crowd to kill in, it will be a great merit."

"The Wolf Emperor will surely be overjoyed and might even reward me with the wolf clan's secret inheritance technique!"

Just as it was fantasizing.

Outside the sky, a blue sword light suddenly descended like a meteor.

The spirit wolf was shocked and desperately spat out an earthy-yellow demonic power shield, trying to block this sword.

However!

Shoo!

With a soft sound, the blue sword light pierced the shield like a knife cutting through tofu, directly stabbing into the spirit wolf's huge body.

At that moment, the spirit wolf caught the main body of the sword light.

It was a Sword Pill!

The next moment!

Endless blue sword light, like butterflies, broke out of its body like a cocoon.

Silently, the spirit wolf turned into countless small fragments and fell to the ground.

The sword light suddenly merged into one, turning into a Sword Pill, and flew back in the direction it came from.

And in the direction the person came from, ten figures rushed over like lightning.

Before they arrived, monstrous attacks had already been launched heavily.

Flying swords, nails, steel needles, puppets, Five-Elements spells...

Just one round of attacks greatly relieved the defensive pressure on the Luoyun Sect disciples.

And seeing this scene, everyone knew that reinforcements had arrived.

The Sword-Holding Hall powerhouses had returned!

Swoosh!

A figure, extremely fast, like a rainbow light, went straight into the formation.

Just after landing, the person frowned and looked at the huge body embedded in the ground, extremely miserable, even tragic.

The vague features on the huge face made him recognize the opponent's identity.

"It's Danchenzi!"

He was about to step forward, but a hurried cry came from behind.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, don't move him!"

Lin Qingxuan turned around, "Fellow Daoist Jueqing, why can't I move him? Danchenzi is seriously injured, and this is not a place to heal; it's better to send him to a safe place."

Fairy Jueqing said with a solemn face: "Pay attention to his chest!"

Lin Qingxuan looked in the direction of the sound and couldn't help but show surprise on his face.

I saw layers of Qi armor shattered, flesh and blood rolled out, and bones and blood vessels were clearly visible.

And countless golden lights permeated them, trying to erode Luo Chen's huge body.

Fortunately, there were clusters of blue firelight constantly burning, preventing the golden light from spreading.

The golden light was powerful but had no source, and it diminished with every bit burned.

The firelight was weaker but of an extremely high grade and was endless, already slowly gaining the upper hand.

The two were deadlocked, forming a strange state of balance.

If Luo Chen's body were moved at will, it would surely break this state of balance, and that would be doing a disservice with good intentions.

"Thank you for the reminder, Fellow Daoist; Qingxuan almost made a big mistake."

Jueqing waved her hand, "Let's deal with this beast tide first!"

Lin Qingxuan nodded.

He had relied on the speed advantage of a sword cultivator to launch a full-strength attack in advance, capturing a third-tier early-stage Wolf King on the spot.

Now resting slightly, his magic power was already flowing freely.

It was just right for fighting again!

Just as he was about to return to the battlefield, the countless spirit beasts besieging the base seemed to have received an order and were retreating with a clatter.

They retreated in an orderly manner, not at all like uncivilized savages without wisdom.

Lin Qingxuan showed surprise, "I have also heard from sect elders about the war that opened up the Yuding Region. Although it took a hundred years, the spirit beasts were never so united and cooperative; they are just like the armies of mortal kingdoms! This level of organization is even better than our sect cultivators!"

Fairy Jueqing also had a solemn expression.

"That Wolf Emperor Aoxiao is indeed an unparalleled genius of the demon race, actually able to twist the spirit wolf clan into a rope. If it weren't for the fact that the opening effort this time was several times greater than before, I'm afraid the Luoyun Sect would have suffered a heavy blow."

Not just afraid!

But it had already suffered a heavy blow!

As a genius of the younger generation of the Yuding Sword Sect, Lin Qingxuan had long reached the realm of Sword Heart Clarity.

Controlling the sword with the heart, proving the intent with the sword.

At this moment, under the perception of his sword heart, he could clearly feel the great sorrow of the remaining Luoyun Sect disciples.

In this battle, the Luoyun Sect was led by the Wolf Emperor Aoxiao to strike at the heart, and there were countless casualties.

Not to mention anything else, just the Jin Dan cultivators alone had fallen at least five!

The survivors, except for Cheng Yan, were almost all injured.

Even those who looked uninjured were pale and listless, clearly in a state of excessive puppet driving and weak soul.

You know, the Luoyun Sect could definitely not be considered a Nascent Soul sect with a deep foundation.

In the early years, there were only a dozen or so Jin Dan cultivators.

During the fifty-year preparation period, they spent countless foundations to forcibly give birth to three Jin Dan cultivators.

But in total, there were less than twenty.

After this battle, it could be called a heavy blow to their vitality!

If the Sword-Holding Hall cultivators had returned a little later, I'm afraid the whole army would have been wiped out.

Lin Qingxuan sighed and cast his gaze toward the mountain peak that towered into the clouds.

"Why didn't that person take action?"

On Qianye Peak, Cheng Yan was full of anger, staring fixedly at Han Zhan.

"Junior Brother, why didn't you take action!"

Han Zhan looked at him calmly, "How do you want me to take action and expose my flaws to Aoxiao?"

"Then you just watch the junior brothers and sisters, the sect elites, die one by one in front of us? Being so protective of yourself, you are unworthy of being a Supreme Elder of a sect!"

"Senior Brother, you have gone too far."

Cheng Yan's eyes were red, and his fingers pointed at him tremblingly.

"I went too far? You are afraid of exposing your flaws, then fight that beast Aoxiao! Didn't you tell me that with an external avatar, forming a Two-Yi Five-Elements Formation, you could fight a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator? For this killing move of yours, I spared no effort to consume the sect's foundation, intercepting foreign sword cultivators, ambushing the Sword Sect's Ren Pingsheng, and even letting Linghu Jie release three Ghost Kings to seize Pang Renxiong's body. Now that the killing move is refined, you don't dare to use it; what kind of logic is this!"

Cheng Yan was in great pain.

In this battle, he watched his fellow sect members die one by one beside him.

Even if he killed five third-tier Wolf Kings and countless low-tier spirit wolves with his own strength, he couldn't save all this.

If the Luoyun Sect's foundation killing moves were still there.

How could this battle be like this?

Those foundations were either destroyed in the battle with the Sword Sect's top Jin Dan powerhouse Ren Pingsheng, or they were all supplied to Han Zhan to help him achieve the Nascent Soul stage and refine a Nascent Soul-level avatar puppet.

It was precisely because of this that he, Cheng Yan, was unable to make bricks without straw and felt powerless in the face of the wolf pack.

Facing his senior brother's accusation, Han Zhan remained calm.

"I am also very heartbroken, but I really couldn't move at that time, and I didn't dare to move."

"It's not that I cherish my life, but the aftermath of a Nascent Soul-level battle is too great."

"In one battle, before the external beast tide could rush in, Aoxiao alone could have harmed thousands of our sect members here."

Speaking of this,

he paused, and a bitter smile appeared on his meticulous face.

"Being able to fight a mid-stage Nascent Soul and being able to kill one are two different things."

"Even if I severely injured Aoxiao, so what? If he wants to leave, a Nascent Soul's escape is a thousand miles away, and I can do nothing about it."

"Senior Brother, you are not a True Person, you do not know the means of a Nascent Soul, I don't blame you."

Cheng Yan was stunned, standing still on the spot.

After a long while, he walked down the mountain in a daze.

In his mouth, he was just muttering one sentence.

"I am not a True Person... I am not a True Person..."

Han Zhan sighed; he knew that his sincere words had unintentionally poked his senior brother's most painful spot.

However, there was really no other way at the time.

At least, under the mutual restraint, the Luoyun Sect finally waited for the elite troops to return and preserved the sect's vitality.

"Don't worry, Senior Brother!"

"As long as we take down the Xiaoyue Mountain Range, the Luoyun Sect will flourish sooner or later, not only returning to its peak but even ten or a hundred times more than before."

"That Aoxiao will also pay the price for this battle sooner or later!"

"Junior Brother will never lie to you!"

The muttering voice entered Cheng Yan's ears with the night wind.

I don't know if he could hear it.

Han Zhan pursed his lips, looking down at the battlefield cast in blood and fire, and finally stopped at the huge body lying on the ground.

His gaze shifted slightly, then he raised his hand.

A ghostly light descended from the sky and seeped into the body.

Luo Chen, whose whole body was glowing with gold, trembled under this stimulation.

Subsequently, the countless golden lights gathered toward the center and were then slowly wrapped by blue flames.

Luo Chen opened his eyes and folded his hands in front of his chest, forming a spell.

Instantly, his body began to shrink rapidly.

With the help of Fairy Jueqing, he struggled to get up and put on a coat.

Although he was seriously injured, Luo Chen still bowed to the direction of Qianye Peak.

"Thank you, True Person!"

There was no response.

Luo Chen, who had no blood on his face, straightened up and scanned his surroundings.

Seeming to know what he was thinking, Fairy Jueqing said softly: "You go heal and rest, I will help you find the cultivators of the Luotian Alliance."

"Then thank you, Fellow Daoist."

Luo Chen smiled reluctantly, did not refuse the other party's kindness, and walked toward the cave dwelling with a staggering gait.

Watching his back, Fairy Jueqing couldn't help but shake her head.

Again!

He was miserable enough last time, and he made himself like this again this time.

It was just good luck; otherwise, if he had stayed on the battlefield, he would have been torn to pieces and swallowed by spirit beasts long ago.

Why show off!

An alchemist, how good it would be to hide in the back.

However, when Fairy Jueqing wandered the battlefield looking for the Luotian Alliance cultivators, she learned the details of the previous battle from others.

"Senior Danchenzi?"

"We really have to thank him for this battle; not only did he kill three Wolf Kings, but he also personally blocked that third-tier late-stage Golden Wolf King, otherwise I'm afraid we wouldn't have had the opportunity to set up the formation."

"With the body of an early-stage Jin Dan, he resisted the late-stage Wolf King without dying; Senior Danchenzi is truly amazing!"

Fairy Jueqing blinked, somewhat unbelievable.

Before the Nascent Soul stage, because cultivators had many means and could use external forces, they were not afraid of spirit beasts of the same rank.

But this also had a limit.

If one crossed a mid-realm, this advantage would have been leveled.

And if one was two mid-realms apart, early-stage against late-stage... that was definitely ten deaths and no life!

Luo Chen actually resisted the Golden Wolf King head-on and survived?

"I underestimated him."

Struggling back to the cave dwelling.

Luo Chen looked down at the big hole in his chest and the ball of golden light entrenched in his body, even though it was heavily wrapped by his Natal True Fire, it was still stuck to him like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

He smiled bitterly.

"In the end, I was still careless!"

(End of this chapter)