Divine Transcendence

At this moment, the clown’s face was no longer covered in paint, but he still wore that somewhat ridiculous pointed hat.

If it weren’t for this, Yuan Ming would probably not recognize him.

Because under the ridiculous paint, there was a rather young and handsome man’s face.

The clown Xiao Yao saw the female formation master with her eyes closed at a glance, and when he looked at Yuan Ming, a strong killing intent burst out in his eyes.

"Sister, what’s wrong with you!"

"Thief!" The clown shouted, and with a wave of his hand, there were dozens of golden light blades flying towards Yuan Ming.

Yuan Ming had already moved a long distance away when the clown arrived, and when he saw the clown attacking, he dodged even further with his agile speed.

He tightly gripped the Cold Star Sword and communicated with Black Toad, preparing to counterattack.

"Just stop, brother."

At the sound of the voice, the dozens of golden light blades that had flown out stopped abruptly in mid-air, but did not immediately retract.

Yuan Ming turned slightly and found that the female formation master had already woken up.

"Xiaoying, are you okay?" The clown’s face showed a look of surprise and asked hurriedly.

"Brother, I’m fine. He is on our side. I was injured and unconscious before, and he has been protecting me." The female formation master had already stood up from the ground at this time, and with a flash of her transparent embroidered shoes, she teleported to Yuan Ming’s side.

Yuan Ming asked in a low voice, "How are you recovering?"

"Good, very good, hehe." Xiying replied in a low voice, "From now on, I’m called Xiaoying."

Yuan Ming urgently said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "From now on, Xiaoying is my employer, and I am the person you have bought to infiltrate the Biro Cave."

Xiying said, "Yes, this way we can solve the problem of your identity. You are very clever."

Yuan Ming couldn’t help but ask in a low voice, "What is your current situation?"

"I am temporarily attached to this body and have gained her memories. The original owner, Xiaoying, was severely injured by Xicaoong, and I saved her, but she will be in a deep sleep for a long time in the future." Xiying explained through a voice transmission.

"Is this also a method of soul cultivation?" Yuan Ming asked.

"Of course, you will know the wonders of soul cultivation later." Xiying replied with a smile.

At this time, Xiao Yao had also caught up, and with a concerned look in his eyes, he circled around her to confirm that she had no obvious injuries before he could relax a little.

"Sister, what’s wrong with you? You just scolded me for being impulsive earlier, but now you’re acting recklessly yourself? Do you know that I was really worried just now? If something had happened, how could I explain it to the old ancestor when I went back?" After looking her over, he couldn’t help but bring out the dignity of an older brother and asked with concern.

"You underestimated the strength of the Elder. The teleportation was a bit slow, but now everything is fine." Xiying spoke in Xiaoying’s tone, without any difference.

"Is this person the spy you arranged in the Biro Cave? Why didn’t you tell me about it?" Xiao Yao relaxed a bit, looked at Yuan Ming, and asked with a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

"Brother, are you annoying? Do I have to tell you everything?" Xiying’s face showed an impatient look and asked back.

Xiao Yao’s expression stiffened, obviously there was nothing he could do about this sister.

At this moment, Yuan Ming also put on the Dawn Coat given by Xiying and changed sides.

"I was injured just now and rested for a long time. How is the situation now?" Xiying asked.

"The overall situation has been determined, but Chen Cangqiong has not been killed yet... It’s not easy to deal with a soul cultivator who has almost reached the late stage of the Jiedan period. The three Jiedan period cultivators have used various methods, but they still can’t take him down for a while when they join forces." Xiao Yao said with a serious expression.

Xiying’s face changed when she heard this, showing a pensive look.

"Sister, do you have any formation that can trap Chen Cangqiong? If we can’t kill him this time and let him escape, he will cause endless trouble in the future." Xiao Yao said with concern.

The other people who followed were also full of hope and had the same worries.

After all, if they provoked a Jiedan period soul cultivator and couldn’t kill him, the consequences of being targeted by him in the future would be unbearable for anyone.

Unexpectedly, Xiying just smiled lightly after thinking for a moment, "Don’t worry, he’s as good as dead this time."

Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned, both shocked and hopeful.

"Let’s go, let’s go take a look." Xiying looked confident and picked up Silver Cat Guoguo.

"Where did this little cat come from?" Xiao Yao asked.

"It just ran out from the beast tide and has a strong affinity with me. I named it Guoguo. Do you like it?" Xiying said.

"It looks really beautiful." Xiao Yao.

"Meow," Guoguo seemed to hear it.

Soon, everyone arrived at the battlefield on the back mountain.

The scene in front of them surprised them. The half of the mountain wall had collapsed, and the trees within a range of nearly ten miles were all broken and fallen. The ground was covered with the corpses of fierce beasts and craters formed by explosions.

There were clumps of flames on the ground, and black smoke billowed. The whole scene was a mess.

In the sky, three Jiedan period cultivators of the Dawn organization were in a triangular formation, surrounding the Elder in the center.

The young-looking Elder at this moment had disheveled hair, and there was a blood-colored flag standing in front of him. His clothes were tattered, fluttering in the wind, and his face was full of madness.

The three people surrounding him were also not in a good condition.The hunched old man to the right had his flesh blurred with blood, his right ear only half remaining, his body drenched in blood, yet he was controlling a silver bell, held high above his head, directly facing Chen Cangqiong.

Visible to the naked eye, translucent sound waves surged from the silver bell, continuously pressing down on the Great Elder.

On the other side, the red-robed man’s face was deathly pale, his body trembling incessantly, his eyes glazed as if his soul had suffered a great trauma.

He was now relying solely on his strong willpower, urging the fiery red trident to block the Great Elder’s retreat.

The green-robed young woman was in the best condition, with no apparent injuries on her body, her expression solemn as she continuously poured mana into the emerald flying sword floating before her.

The sword’s body shone brightly with green light, and one after another, emerald sword shadows split from the sword’s body, quickly forming over twenty emerald flying swords in an array.

"Go," the green-robed young woman commanded with a delicate shout.

The twenty-plus emerald flying swords immediately soared into the air, forming an array on their own, and in an instant, they transformed into a circular sword formation in the sky, pressing down on the Great Elder with the force of Mount Tai.

"Stop, everyone, don’t come any closer," Xiying called out to the people, halting them three hundred zhang away.

Yuan Ming looked from afar, his heart secretly alarmed.

Beneath the emerald sword formation, the void crisscrossed with twisted sword marks; any living creature entering its range would surely be sliced into countless pieces.

Seeing this, the Great Elder’s expression also became slightly more solemn.

Suddenly, he raised both hands, and the blood-colored banner soared into the air, directly colliding with the sword formation.

As the two approached each other, the red light on the blood-colored banner surged, and a vast expanse of blood clouds burst forth, instantly colliding with the sword formation, the red and green lights intertwining, erupting with thunderous roars.

Seeing the stalemate, the hunched old man immediately let out a low shout and pushed the silver bell with force.

"Dang..."

A loud bell rang out, and waves of sound rushed towards the Great Elder like a flood.

Under everyone’s gaze, the Great Elder’s movements suddenly became incredibly slow, as if he was trapped in mire, struggling to move.

The red-robed man, whose eyes had been glazed, suddenly shone with a sharp light, and with a forceful push of his hand, the fiery red trident drew an arc, stabbing into the Great Elder’s chest from behind.

The Great Elder’s right chest was instantly pierced by the trident, tearing open a shocking gash, with bright red blood spurting out.

Yuan Ming watched this scene, feeling somewhat unreal.

But the other Dawnbreakers around him had already begun to shout excitedly.

However, at that moment, everyone suddenly realized that the spurting blood did not disperse but instead moved on its own, then split apart, transforming into a large swarm of blood-colored bats that flew away with a whoosh.

They split into three groups, each swooping towards the three Nascent Soul cultivators involved in the siege.

The hunched old man reacted the fastest, immediately turning the silver bell to blast the blood-colored bats in front of him with sound waves.

The red-robed man took out a fiery red round mirror from his bosom and reflected it in front of him, a great blaze of flames spewing forth, burning towards those bats.

Only the third batch of bats rushed towards the green-robed young woman, who was fully engaged in operating the sword formation, and pounced to bite her.

The green-robed young woman had no time to defend herself and was approached by the blood-colored bats. In her panic, she found that the approaching blood-colored bats all turned into a mist of blood and dissipated.

Instead, behind the hunched old man, who had defended first, the figure of the Great Elder appeared out of thin air.

His hand reached out from behind like a ghost, grabbing towards the back of the hunched old man’s head, with a surge of blood light exploding in his palm.

Just then, a black pot engraved with landscape and bird patterns suddenly flew into the air, its body shining with dark light, like a black sun, emitting rings of black ripples.

It was the Soul-Subduing Pot that Xiying had taken away.

Where the black ripples spread, everyone felt their vision distort, and the scene in mid-air changed dramatically.

There were no longer blood clouds interweaving with the sword formation in the sky, no longer the hunched old man being subdued...

Everything that everyone had seen before turned out to be an illusion!

The real scene was...

At this moment, the green-robed young woman and the red-robed man were back to back, enveloped by the Great Elder’s blood-colored banner.

Two huge blood-colored bats were perched on their foreheads, sucking away.

Only the hunched old man, relying on the delaying function of the silver bell, was contending with the true body of the Great Elder.

However, the Great Elder at this moment was no longer youthful, but had white hair flying about, his face showing signs of old age, as if he had also activated some secret technique or divine ability at a great cost.

"Ah..."

Everyone was truly shocked by the sudden appearance of this scene, all wanting to turn and flee.

Yuan Ming was also shaken, a Nascent Soul soul cultivator, actually suppressing three other cultivators of the same realm with his own power.

No wonder soul cultivators were considered heretical and feared and shunned by the entire cultivation world; this ability was indeed beyond comprehension.

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