Mythical Cultivation

Chapter 190 War begins

However, his resolute action this time wasn't solely for his own sake. As a member of the Qingyun Sect, protecting the sect's disciples was his unshirkable responsibility. More crucially, though, with his keen insight and years of experience, he had already sensed the hidden agenda of the other factions in Qingjiang County.

These guys actually dared to disregard the Qingyun Sect he represented. This was undoubtedly a serious provocation to the dignity and status of the entire Qingyun Sect! Faced with such blatant contempt and offense, he knew he could not sit idly by. Only by taking decisive action could he make those with ulterior motives understand that the Qingyun Sect was not an existence they could easily test.

"But, Elder Dongfang, although you possess profound skills and are highly skilled in martial arts, there are still six of us on the other side! As the saying goes, 'A brave man never suffers a loss in front of him.'" Zhang Tianming was anxious and tried to persuade Elder Dongfang to abandon this risky action. However, before he could finish his words, he was ruthlessly interrupted by Elder Dongfang.

Elder Dongfang's face was solemn, his gaze firm and resolute. He shouted, "Stop talking! You should withdraw immediately. This matter is no longer just about you. It concerns the great reputation of our Qingyun Sect. Even if it costs me my life, I will make it clear to them that our Qingyun Sect is not a soft persimmon that can be easily provoked!"

After saying that, Dongfang Yishan waved his hand gently, signaling Zhang Tianming to leave quickly.

Zhang Tianming gazed at Elder Dongfang's resolute expression, knowing full well that further persuasion was futile. Helplessly, he slowly retreated. However, the moment he turned and left, his deep sense of belonging to the Qingyun Sect grew stronger. He understood deeply that it was thanks to elders like Elder Dongfang, who bravely stood up to powerful enemies and defended the sect's dignity, that the Qingyun Sect could remain unshakable in this turbulent world, becoming a leader among many sects.

The other disciples, witnessing their elder display such a heroic and domineering side, couldn't help but feel a surge of yearning. At this moment, each disciple's eyes gleamed with admiration and respect, as if they had already foreseen their own glorious future achievements within this powerful sect.

Unconsciously, a common understanding quietly took root among the crowd: to be able to step into such a powerful and majestic sect is undoubtedly a great blessing in life. Here, not only are there elders of extraordinary strength and awe-inspiring, but also a profound foundation and vast space for development.

However, the people from the six major factions had never anticipated that things would develop to this point. Originally, they fully believed that with the combined influence of the six major factions, they could negotiate and bring the matter to a peaceful conclusion. But who could have imagined that Dongfang Yishan would be so resolute in his refusal?

All that was heard was the Zheng family's eldest elder, Zheng Shuguang, shouting angrily with a gloomy face: "Okay! Since you, Dongfang Yishan, are so ungrateful and refuse to accept my toast but insist on drinking the penalty wine, then don't blame us for being rude! Today, let us experience the superb skills of your Qingyun Sect elders!" Before he finished speaking, he had already sent a signal to the other five people beside him to take action with his eyes.

In an instant, six Jindan cultivators—Zheng Shuguang, Jian Wuxia, Lin Sufei, Liu Guanglin, Lin Hanlun, and Nangong Wentian—jumped into action simultaneously. They each summoned their cherished magical weapons or instruments from the air, a moment of dazzling light and a thousand auspicious colors. Three razor-sharp flying swords whizzed out, streaking through the sky like meteors; a long sword, gleaming with cold light, slashed across the air with mighty force; an exquisite golden hairpin, shimmering with golden light, danced like a spirit snake, striking its target; and an immense seal, emanating an aura as heavy as a mountain, fiercely suppressed the enemy.

As these incredibly powerful magical weapons launched their combined attacks, the vital energy of heaven and earth within a radius of dozens of miles instantly fell into a violent fluctuation. A violent wind suddenly arose, sand and rocks flew, and the entire space seemed to be distorted by this terrifying energy.

At this moment, Elder Dongfang, his face solemn, waved his hands, muttering something. Instantly, a protective magical artifact radiating brilliant light flew out of his body. This magical artifact was none other than the supreme Earth Shield! The Earth Shield swelled in the wind, transforming in the blink of an eye into a massive light shield, tightly enveloping Elder Dongfang.

At the same time, Elder Dongfang flipped his right hand, and a bright yellow flying sword appeared out of thin air in his hand. The blade of this flying sword shone with a dazzling light, and the hilt was engraved with exquisite runes, making it clear at a glance that it was no ordinary item. This was Elder Dongfang's magic flying sword—the Taiyue Sword!

Following Elder Dongfang's low shout, the Taiyue Sword trembled violently and instantly split into six sword lights, rushing towards the six magic weapons that were attacking him like lightning.

Suddenly, the sky was ablaze with light, and the seven magical weapons collided with each other, emitting a series of deafening noises. These sounds were like rolling thunder, booming in the ears of the disciples on the ground.

The cultivators who hadn't yet reached the late Qi Refining stage felt their blood boiling, dizziness, and extreme discomfort after hearing these loud noises. Those in the early stages of Qi Refining were especially overwhelmed by the powerful sound waves, and even traces of red blood began to seep from their seven orifices.

Wu Ming and the other disciples in the late Qi Refining stage, though slightly stronger, could still clearly feel the violent energy fluctuations emanating from the sky from their position on the ground. This terrifying force made their hearts beat wildly, and even the flow of their vital energy became somewhat sluggish, as if constrained by an invisible pressure.

You have to know that these seven elders are all powerful warriors at the Jindan realm! A single strike from them is enough to mobilize the vital energy of heaven and earth within a radius of dozens of miles. For them, splitting mountains and severing rivers is just an easy and ordinary means. Faced with such cultivators, everyone couldn't help but feel a deep sense of despair.

If it weren't for their own disciples present, these seven powerful men would not have held back in the slightest, and the power they unleashed would have been several times greater! In this case, all the Qi-refining cultivators present would have been reduced to ashes in an instant, and no one would have been able to escape this terrible disaster.

Fortunately, when everyone saw the thrilling and shocking fierce battle in the sky, the foundation-building monks from the seven major forces reacted extremely quickly. They immediately organized their own monks in the Qi Refining realm in an orderly manner and asked them to evacuate this extremely dangerous battlefield as quickly as possible.