Chapter 322: Six Major Sects Attack Cloud Top

In mid-air, Fang Can's form froze.

A flash of purple sword light, and the soft sword at his waist was already in his hand; his gaze turned toward the blurry, indistinct figure.

Watching the youth leap high, the crowd speculated wildly: could this brat have some long-range attack method?

Indeed, Ziling's 【Boundless Distance】 could strike anyone it could see.

However, due to the suppression of this world, Fang Can's vision was also restricted.

The figure moving at high speed several thousand meters away appeared somewhat blurry.

But is the human body such an inconvenient thing?

In the next instant, the structure of Fang Can's right-eye pupil began to change bit by bit.

It started modifying according to the form of an astronomical telescope!

Under the cutting of the at-field, the cornea was torn into two thin layers; one layer became the objective lens, the other the eyepiece.

Using the eyeball as the telescope tube to fix the light path.

At this moment, if Fang Can wished, he could even easily observe the shape of the moon's surface.

By adjusting the focal lengths of the objective lens and eyepiece, the originally blurry figure in the distance gradually became clear and visible!

'Found you...'

Fang Can closed his left eye, while his right eye死死 locked onto Wei Yixiao's figure sprinting in the distance.

In his right eye, the fluttering robes of the Green-Winged Bat King were visible down to the finest thread.

At the moment of locking on, the sword's cry rang clear as a phoenix's cry reaching the ninth heavens, and the cold light吞吐 from the blade was even more brilliant than the galaxy.

Almost instantly, Wei Yixiao, who was rejoicing at escaping the encirclement, felt a chill down her back; a sword light nearly split her entire body vertically.

The heroes present only saw the youth strike a sword, then land lightly; they instinctively stepped forward and asked:

'Young hero, what is the result?'

'Don't rush; let the sound fly for a while.' Fang Can sheathed his sword back at his waist and signaled everyone to be quiet.

Ten-plus seconds later, a sharp scream finally drifted faintly from afar.

Although somewhat distorted, wasn't that voice none other than Wei Yixiao from not long ago?

Only then did Fang Can slowly say: 'That fellow was quite clever; immediately after being struck by the sword, he burrowed underground to escape. I only chopped off a portion of her arm. If it's merely a superficial wound, she'll likely reattach it tonight.'

'I still lack a x-ray vision function; with that, I could strike enemies behind obstacles.' Fang Can reflected internally after the battle.

While he pondered, Xuanxu beside him clasped his hands and said: 'Truly, heroes emerge from the young. Your cultivation at such a young age is truly a blessing for our Righteous Path.'

Following Xuanxu's words, the other few Fourth-Transcendents also bowed their hands respectfully toward Fang Can.

After all, in the path of martial arts, those who attain mastery come first; since Fang Can has already reached the Grandmaster realm, respect must naturally be given.

Moreover, isn't it even more awesome to reach the Fourth Transcendence at a younger age?

Looking at the few people before him, Fang Can was too lazy to return the bow and instead asked: 'What does the army stationed hundreds of li away have to do with you?'

Just now, Fang Can had climbed high to gaze far, vaguely seeing at least a hundred thousand troops densely stationed hundreds of li away, so he instinctively asked.

Facing Fang Can's question, the beautiful woman Guan Weitong smiled and explained: 'This time, the Liuda Sect surrounding and attacking the Mo Sect is just like the siege on the Mo Sect Leader ten-plus years ago; in fact, it was initiated by the imperial court.'

'Back then, letting the Mo Sect escape led to the Mo Sect's arrogance in besieging the imperial court. Now, with the new Emperor ascending the throne and wishing to purge the realm, he has sent the King of Beiliang to lead troops and come to our support.'

'Once we of the martial righteous path are unaware, they will lead troops to encircle Cloud Top and greatly support the Righteous Path.'

As Guan Weitong spoke, the great experts present were swept with emotion; there was actually such a reinforcement army, making them invincible.

But Fang Can couldn't help frowning and warned the crowd before him: 'What if the court, once the cunning rabbits are dead, cooks the loyal dogs?'

'Young hero Fang worries too much; how could the court commit such an unrighteous act?'

'Back then, the previous dynasty was in chaos; now the Liyang Dynasty was established with the support of the various martial sects. At the founding, the Emperor made a pact with the martial heroes at Luo River that the court and the Jianghu would not interfere with each other.'

He Chong of the Kunlun Sect explained, but Fang Can still felt uneasy:

'Then what about the Mo Sect? Isn't it that the court and Jianghu do not interfere? Doesn't this count as breaking the pact?'

'Because the Mo Sect internally consists entirely of remnants of the previous dynasty; the Mo Sect Leader is even the Crown Prince of the previous dynasty. This is also the reason the court repeatedly set traps.' Xuanxu explained.

Seeing that Fang Can still looked unconvinced, the heroes in their hearts found it amusing and comforted him, telling him not to overthink.

'A bunch of NPCs; this is actually a female-oriented world.' Fang Can made a judgment in his heart; these guys' brains were as if stamped with ideological steel seals.

'But what does this have to do with me? I want to see rivers of blood; as long as it's not my blood, it doesn't matter.' Fang Can sneered internally.

The sight of this group regretting bitterly and losing their temper later must surely be very entertaining.

Thus, his expression changed as he said: 'I see; it seems I worried too much. I am still too young; the several sect leaders have considered everything thoroughly.'

Seeing that they had finally persuaded the stubborn youth, the faces of the several sect leaders showed gratified smiles.

Immediately, Xuanxu used a deep voice with Buddhist Zen tones: 'All martial heroes, rest tonight. Since the Mo Sect's villainous woman has already issued a challenge, tomorrow we shall ascend the mountain and fight her to the death!'

Upon these words, the heroes immediately responded.

On the other end, Wei Yixiao, carrying her severely injured body, dug in the earth, forcing herself to endure until she reached the mountain top where she was discovered by Mo Sect members and brought back.

'Didn't I tell you to issue the challenge and not engage in prolonged combat? Who managed to injure you like this?' A man in a black robe, the White-Browed Eagle King with eyebrows whiter than snow, snorted coldly.

'It was a boy I've never seen before. I thought he looked good and wanted to suck his blood; I didn't expect this fellow to be a Grandmaster. I was so scared I left a message and ran.'

'A Grandmaster I've never seen?' the White-Browed Eagle King asked in surprise.

Wei Yixiao, feeling stifled, downed several large bowls of blood water and said:

'Who would have thought that boy could strike me with his sword from several thousand meters away? I was so scared I quickly dug a hole and entered the earth to escape; otherwise, you might not have seen me again.'

'The sword in that boy's hand must be one that can hit anyone it sees. If I hadn't run immediately and attacked directly back then, I might not have been so狼狈.'

'It doesn't matter. The Leader's Qi Kun Da Nuo has already been cultivated to the highest layer; we just wait for tomorrow when the Liuda Sect and that group of imperial court dogs come to die.'

As he spoke, the White-Browed Eagle King sneered, and the sound of metal clashing rang out as his fingertips collided.

After a night of rest, on the second day, the martial righteous paths gathered at the foot of the mountain.

Moreover, Fang Can had just severed Wei Yixiao's arm, and the atmosphere instantly grew fervent, rousing the emotions of everyone present.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, Xuanxu, as the leader, cheered: "Fellow Daoists, right and evil cannot coexist; all heroes present, follow us to eliminate demons and uphold the Dao."

At the command, Xuanxu's body instantly transformed into a five-meter-tall Wrathful Bright King Dharma Image, taking the lead in charging forward.

As his figure appeared, a torrent of arrows rained down from the distance, firing in unison.

Yet the sharp arrow rain struck the Wrathful Bright King Dharma Body, ringing out with a clatter but failing to breach the defense.

Following the Wrathful Bright King, the crowd charged up the mountain peak together.

(End of this chapter)