Chapter 504: The Defeat of Proud Howling

"Fellow Daoist, we need to go and gather our sect members, we will take our leave first."

"Hmm, we will gather again later."

After bowing and saying goodbye, Yu Jade Jiao Long and her companion returned to the battlefield to gather their own sect members.

Luo Chen released a stream of magic power, wrapped around the panting Ceng Ceng Yilong, and flew further to the rear.

"Martial Uncle, where are we going?" Ceng Ceng Yilong was puzzled.

Luo Chen said while looking at the sky above: "Nascent Soul battles are earth-shattering. The range of influence of such existences is immeasurable. If you don't want to be caught in the crossfire, it's better to retreat a bit!"

While speaking, Luo Chen had already retreated to a sparsely populated place with Ceng Ceng Yilong.

After landing, he took out a compass from his hand and, following the simple hand seals taught by Min Longyu, activated this formation.

A cluster of earthy yellow brilliance rose, and then dissipated in an instant.

At this moment, Luo Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief and focused all his attention on the battle in the sky.

In fact, before these actions of his, the battle between the two Nascent Soul stage powerhouses had already erupted.

Because they were separated by a major realm, even with Luo Chen's sharp eyesight and powerful spiritual sense, he couldn't see clearly.

However, the atmosphere of the battle could be vaguely discerned.

Luo Chen frowned, "Why does it seem like they are going for the kill from the very beginning?"

According to the thoughts of these people, the human alliance had already achieved victory on the front battlefield, and the battle of the Nascent Soul True Persons was just a formality.

Everyone was aiming for transformation and ascension, fighting to the death here was really not worth the loss.

If one said that True Person Han Zhan, because of the death of Falling Cloud Sect members and the thirst for a place of cultivation, was doing his best, that was reasonable.

But the Proud Howling Wolf Emperor didn't need to be like this.

With his ability and talent, retreating to the million-strong wild mountains in the rear, there would always be a place for him.

But now, watching the momentum of his strikes, he was clearly ruthless and determined to kill Han Zhan.

"Is he trying to reverse the war situation with the power of one person, kill Han Zhan, and win this opening war?"

"But even if he wins this battle, the Xiaoyue Mountains have already been severely damaged and the trend is gone. If the Falling Cloud Sect retreats this time, the next Nascent Soul major sect that comes can still easily conquer the Xiaoyue Mountains. Unless the Proud Howling Wolf Emperor sits in this domain and blocks the endless waves of attacks from human powerhouses with the power of one person."

"This is definitely not a wise move, nor is it a feasible method!"

"So, what is he thinking?"

……

What the Proud Howling Wolf Emperor was thinking, no one knew.

At least Han Zhan, who was fighting him, indeed felt tremendous pressure.

But that was fine!

It was exactly what he wanted!

Between his strikes, magic power surged, and heaven and earth seemed to have a sense of harmony, with streams of wandering wood spiritual energy rushing towards him.

This was the transformation after a cultivator advanced to the Nascent Soul stage.

No longer relying solely on one's own magic power to fight, but being able to draw and control a portion of heaven and earth spiritual energy that shared the same attribute as one's own magic power through one's own Nascent Soul spiritual pressure.

With this as the foundation, construct a combat domain most suitable for oneself.

The world calls it the Nascent Soul Domain!

By this time, spiritual pressure is no longer a simple deterrent, but can be truly utilized in combat.

Of course, the construction of such a domain is influenced by many aspects.

Simply put.

The more magic power a Nascent Soul cultivator has, the more heaven and earth spiritual energy of the same attribute they can pry.

At this moment, as Han Zhan's Nascent Soul domain unfolded, he only felt magic power surging, heaven and earth spiritual energy flowing endlessly, and the Purple Mansion Nascent Soul in his body feeling like a fish in water, extremely comfortable.

However!

His domain had not even unfolded halfway before it was forcibly pushed back by an extremely strong sharp aura.

Not far away, Proud Howling snorted coldly.

"You dare to show off your Nascent Soul domain in front of me, have you forgotten that your realm is weaker than mine?"

He stepped forward and raised his hands.

Swish!

A brilliant golden light spat out from his mouth, then expanded and flew towards Han Zhan.

Wherever it passed, the seemingly powerful Nascent Soul domain could not stop it at all.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The golden light transformed, and countless round golden wheels appeared.

At a glance, it was quite similar to Luo Chen's Heavenly Moon Purple Gold Wheel.

However, Luo Chen's flying wheels were crescent-shaped, while Proud Howling's were round.

This was precisely the life-bound magic treasure he had refined by imitating human powerhouses—the World-Scraping Golden Wheel!

He had nurtured this treasure for hundreds of years, and it had accompanied him through the transformation tribulation, and it was only one step away from transforming into a true artifact.

Once this treasure appeared, it thoroughly crushed Han Zhan's Nascent Soul domain.

Han Zhan naturally couldn't sit and wait for death; with a wave of his hand, five-colored sword light fell beside him.

Between the flow of sword light, a sword formation had already been constructed.

The sword formation range was very large, as if it wanted to encompass the Proud Howling Wolf Emperor.

But the other party was very vigilant and had long been guarding against this hand, retreating calmly, just remotely controlling the World-Scraping Golden Wheel to attack Han Zhan.

"Without the help of a large spirit vein, the power of this sword formation of yours is greatly reduced. Let alone the Five Elements Sword Formation, even if you use puppet incarnations to set up the Two-Yi Five Elements Sword Formation, you are not my opponent."

Speaking of this, the Proud Howling Wolf Emperor revealed a cruel smile.

When the other party occupied the geographical advantage of the spirit vein, he could do nothing about Han Zhan.

Therefore, he had taken the initiative to attack when the front battlefield was defeated, thinking that the other party would easily go out and abandon the geographical advantage.

But in this way, he had regained the upper hand!

Sure enough!

Even though ghost light flickered on Han Zhan's body and that Nascent Soul stage puppet incarnation appeared, setting up the Two-Yi Five Elements Great Formation together with him, it could only barely resist the endless golden light.

However, as they fought, Proud Howling also noticed something wrong.

The power of the other party's sword formation didn't seem to be that unbearable, and gradually had the momentum to suppress the World-Scraping Golden Wheel.

Proud Howling frowned, and between the flow of demonic energy, he checked the reason for the change in the other party's sword formation.

Very quickly!

"So that's how it is!"

"As expected of a human practitioner with outstanding comprehension, he actually integrated the heaven and earth spiritual energy drawn by the domain into the sword formation."

"However!"

"That's all there is to it!"

Proud Howling smiled ferociously, leaped, turned into a golden light, and began to roam around the outer perimeter of the sword formation.

Suddenly, he struck with a palm.

Boom!

That puppet made from Pang Pang Renxiong's corpse was hit hard, actually showing a bit of sluggishness and stiffness.

"Sure enough, it's like this!"

"This sword formation of yours requires five elements spiritual energy. And your domain only attracts wandering wood spiritual energy between heaven and earth."

"In this way, the formation is unbalanced, and it's just a shell!"

Amidst wild laughter, the golden light roamed faster, turning into residual shadows in the void.

Every time he struck, he would inevitably severely damage a puppet.

In a short while, of the six puppets, except for the Nascent Soul stage puppet and a wood-attribute puppet, all were broken and damaged.

The sword formation operation became slow.

The sword energy slashed out was no longer that sharp.

With the other side growing and his side waning, the World-Scraping Golden Wheel's ferocity shook, as if it wanted to live-scrape Han Zhan, circling him and launching attacks continuously.

If it weren't for the Nascent Soul-level puppet helping to share the pressure,

I'm afraid Han Zhan would have already been injured in dozens of rounds of intense fighting.

However, looking at it, if this continues, defeat is only a matter of time.

……

The specific situation of the battle in the sky, Luo Chen couldn't see very clearly.

But the overall situation could still be barely distinguished.

He could see that Han Zhan had fallen into a dangerous situation, being suppressed and beaten by the other party.

"The sword formation is strong, but like a formation, it needs to be set up in advance."

"Forced to display it now, its power is greatly reduced."

"However, are True Person Han Zhan's means only this much?"

Such doubts appeared in the hearts of many people.

A Nascent Soul True Person who dares to launch an opening war is definitely not weak.

True Person Han Zhan, is he going to sit and wait for death?

……

"Wait until I destroy this wood puppet of yours, and that will be the time for your death!"

In the void, a loud shout.

Proud Howling slammed his palm down, and the strongest wood puppet among the five elements collapsed.

Countless fragments drifted in the air.

And it was at this time that Han Zhan raised his eyes and stared at Proud Howling.

Just one glance.

Proud Howling was hit hard.

Spiritual sense attack!

The next moment, the five destroyed puppets flew out pills, which were Sword Pills!

Five Sword Pills, like meteors, crisscrossed in all directions.

The sword formation rose again! Sword light transformed!

The range suddenly expanded, and in an instant, it completely wrapped Proud Howling in the moment of his distraction.

Not only that, Han Zhan clapped his hands, and the life-bound puppet merged into his body.

Subsequently, he stepped into the sword formation.

The complete form of the Two-Yi Five Elements Sword Formation appeared before the world.

Chh! Chh! Chh...

When Han Zhan fully activated the sword formation, the terrifying cutting intent crisscrossed.

In a short while, countless large and small dense wounds appeared on Proud Howling's body.

"I underestimated you!"

Inside the sword formation, no matter how the World-Scraping Golden Wheel protected his body, it couldn't block the pervasive sword energy.

But Proud Howling didn't panic.

"However, if you think my means are only this much, then you are very wrong."

"Awoo!"

With a wolf howl, the Proud Howling Wolf Emperor's body began to expand crazily.

One zhang, two zhang... ten zhang, thirty zhang... in a short while, it expanded to a hundred zhang!

In the void, it seemed as if a small mountain was standing.

Compared to it, the Giant Spirit transformations of Luo Chen, Wang Yuan, and the others were truly insignificant.

Such a huge body naturally suffered more sword energy attacks.

However, after Proud Howling revealed his true body, he didn't care about those five-element sword energies at all.

He grabbed with his giant hand, endless golden light gathered in his hand, and as he struck, a rumbling sound suddenly appeared in the void.

Wherever the giant golden hand passed, the layers of sword energy collapsed.

Revealing Han Zhan's location.

He wanted to retreat, but a terrifying sense of suppression made it difficult for him to escape.

Such strange demonic arts made the thin old man reveal a look of horror on his face.

This is definitely not a means that should be possessed by the Nascent Soul stage!

Yes, it is the inheritance demonic art in the Heavenly Wolf bloodline awakened by the Proud Howling Wolf Emperor!

Han Zhan was terrified, but his hand movements were not slow at all.

Ghost light reappeared on his body!

Boom!

Under the claw of the Golden Wolf, magic power surged in heaven and earth, and a figure was hit hard, falling to the ground.

But at the same time, another figure leaped out of the sword formation.

"Shifting form and changing shadows, a substitute death technique?"

The Proud Howling Wolf Emperor looked at the figure that escaped and smiled ferociously.

"I want to see if you have a second Nascent Soul puppet incarnation!"

His body moved, scattering the remaining sword formation, and flew towards Han Zhan.

The speed of the two was not on the same level at all.

However, after a few breaths, the two reached the range where that strange demonic art could be cast again.

And it was at this time that Han Zhan suddenly stopped his body and turned to stare at the demonic wolf.

The demonic wolf's forward momentum paused.

It was that spiritual sense attack again!

The Proud Howling Wolf Emperor had long been prepared, this time he woke up faster, not even taking one breath.

But just as he woke up, he saw the Daoist holding a nine-story small tower, looking at him with a cold smile.

In his hand, the nine-story small tower suddenly expanded.

Amidst the rumbling, golden chains traversed the sky, binding the Proud Howling Wolf Emperor.

Feeling that slight binding force, the Aoxiao Wolf Emperor disdainfully stirred up his demonic energy.

"This kind of magic treasure, you dare to be presumptuous?"

Just as he was about to agitate his demonic energy to break free from the golden chains, he felt something was wrong.

This chain didn't bind the body, but the Nascent Soul!

And it was at this time that Han Zhan roared to the sky.

"Fellow Daoists, why haven't you taken action yet!"

Almost at the same time his roar sounded, a sword light broke through the air from the far west.

Swish!

A sword came from the west, piercing into the hundred-zhang wolf body of the demonic wolf.

"Despicable!"

The demonic wolf roared, his body shook violently, and the golden chains crumbled inch by inch.

He no longer had the heart to kill Han Zhan, and with great demonic power, temporarily suppressed the terrifying sword intent in his body, turned around and wanted to escape.

However, Han Zhan's preparations were far more than this.

A figure, not knowing when, had already stood quietly in that direction.

The young man looked extremely young, about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old.

His sword eyebrows slanted into his temples, and his black hair was tied high in a black jade crown, his handsome and deep facial contours perfect as if not a single flaw could be found.

Especially those eyes, which were like peach blossoms, making one want to fall in love with him at first sight.

The Proud Howling Wolf Emperor was naturally not a person with such a fragile will.

He roared.

"Get out!"

The young man shook his head, pinched a flower with his finger, and flicked it lightly.

"Fellow Daoist, stay!"

With one flick, a pink mist, as fragrant as musk and orchid, filled heaven and earth.

The mist dyed, and the falling flowers were colorful.

And those colorful falling flowers were not peach blossoms, but flesh and blood!

Just one strike!

"Ah..."

The Proud Howling Wolf Emperor was in great pain and screamed. His hundred-zhang body was actually melting.

Especially, the sword intent that had been temporarily suppressed in his body was also frantically bursting.

With internal and external troubles, another attack descended.

On the Wind Thunder View, the giant hammer reappeared!

With an unstoppable momentum, it crashed onto Proud Howling.

The hundred-zhang true body immediately fell apart.

The shattered body seemed to want to close, but under the pervasive pink mist, it dissipated inch by inch.

Whoosh!

A figure no more than three inches tall drilled out from the shattered wolf body.

It flew out blankly, and then its eyes focused, staring at Han Zhan with hatred.

It didn't say any harsh words, its body trembled, and it disappeared in place.

Nascent Soul escape!

It's just a pity that this move was also completely within Han Zhan and others' expectations.

In a piece of empty void.

Suddenly, white feathers fell, demonic energy filled the air, and its strength was not inferior to the Proud Howling Wolf Emperor at his peak.

Bang!

In the void, the demonic wolf Nascent Soul was forced to reveal its form.

"He He Qingzi, you bitch!"

The demonic wolf Nascent Soul screamed and was about to merge into the void again.

However, this time, it wasn't so easy.

Because in the distance, a gaze stared at it, launching a spiritual sense attack again.

Proud Howling trembled, and the Nascent Soul paused.

Just during this pause, strips of golden chains spread out from the void, wrapping its Nascent Soul tightly.

"Lock!"

"Return!"

Han Zhan pinched hand seals with both hands, ignoring his dizziness and spiritual sense fatigue, manipulating the golden chains, and struggling to pull the demonic wolf Nascent Soul back into the nine-story small tower.

At this moment, the great battle ended.

Five figures stood high in the sky.

One man and one demon of the Hehuan Sect, these two looked indifferent, but couldn't help but have a trace of expectation.

On the Wind Thunder View, Tian Tian Yezi looked at the small tower shrinking in Han Zhan's hand with surprise, quite curious.

Yuding True Person of the Yuding Sword Sect held his long sword upside down with one hand and pinched a sword seal with the other.

Suddenly, four Sword Pills flew back to his side, circling him.

Looking at Han Zhan, he snorted coldly.

Regarding these different gazes, Han Zhan acted as if he didn't see them, holding the Demon-Locking Tower, a relic from the Ghost God Valley, in one hand, and looking at the earth, the hundreds of thousands of human cultivators, in the other.

"Cultivators below Core Formation, sweep away the remnants of the Proud Howling Wolf Court!"

"Core Formation cultivators, those named by me, board the Wind Thunder View."

"Follow us to the Great Snow Mountain!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 505 =====

Immediately, the four sword pellets flew back to his side, circling around him.

He looked at Han Zhan and let out a cold snort.

Regarding these gazes with different meanings, Han Zhan seemed not to see them at all. One hand supported the Demon-Locking Tower, a relic from the Ghost God Valley, and the other hand looked toward the earth, at the dense crowd of hundreds of thousands of human cultivators.

"Cultivators below Core Formation, sweep away the remnants of the Aoxiao Wolf Court!"

"Those at the Core Formation stage, those I name, come up to the Wind-Thunder Temple."

"Follow us to the Great Snow Mountain together!"

(End of this chapter)