539: 447 Return to the Front Line (No More Today)_1 539: 447 Return to the Front Line (No More Today)_1 Tianyuan City, Tianyuan Garden.
Yin Jie, Yin Hu, Yin Qingqing, Tuna, and five other Soul Transformation Cultivators had gathered in a cyan stone pavilion, talking about sothing.
Tuna’s complexion was sowhat pale, showing signs of injury.
Several Soul Transformation Cultivators of the Human Clan had joined forces against Tuna and Long Xin.
Tuna was lucky to escape the calamity, but Long Xin was not so fortunate and was killed by the Qinglian Sword Venerable.
In that battle, more than twenty Soul Transformation Cultivators clashed, with many sustaining injuries.
“Taoist Friend Yin, based on the current situation in the battle, if we continue to delay, we will only beco more passive,” Tuna said with a frown.
The Purple Charm Clan had mobilized over half a million cultivators to support the Tianyuan Tribe, including eight hundred Nascent Soul Cultivators.
After more than a hundred years of warfare, most had already fallen or been injured.
Tuna didn’t want the fight to continue, otherwise, he would eventually et his death on the front lines.
“Don’t worry, we won’t drag this out for too long.
We’ve already sent experts to the Qingi Realm to cut off their rear.
Once that’s done, we’ll gather all of our Soul Transformation Cultivators and eradicate them in one fell swoop,” Yin Jie said gravely.
Once the rear of the Human Clan was cut off in the Tianyuan Realm, the Human Cultivators there would be like fish in a barrel, allowing the Tianyuan Tribe to launch a decisive battle.
“Just relying on our Tianyuan Tribe is not enough; your Purple Charm Clan should send a few more Soul Transformation Cultivators for support.
That would be more foolproof,” Yin Qingqing suggested.
“Alright!
I’ll send soone back to the Purple Pupil Realm to report and hope for a swift end to the hostilities,” Tuna agreed.
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The Golden Rainbow Mountain Range was located in the northwest part of the Qingi Realm, stretching out for over a hundred thousand miles.
More than ten thousand years ago, the ancestors of the Xu Family had settled here, flourishing and multiplying.
Today, the Xu Family had beco a major cultivator clan, boasting over a dozen Nascent Soul Cultivators.
Deep within the Golden Rainbow Mountain Range, flas reached for the sky as bodies lay scattered across the ground.
A group of Tianyuan Tribe cultivators was looting cultivation resources, even the least among them was at the Core Formation Stage.
Two n and a woman stood atop the peak of a tall mountain; Yin Chi was among them.
“The Xu Family sent out hundreds of cultivators to the war; destroying the Xu Family will serve as a lesson to them,” a fat old man in yellow robes said with a cold face.
Yin Shuo, early stage of Soul Transformation.
Three Soul Transformation Cultivators led a team of over five hundred high-level cultivators from the Purple Pupil Realm to the Qingi Realm after having located the spatial node from Qingi Realm to Tianyuan Realm.
They didn’t attack the spatial node imdiately but instead sought out those long-established powers for vengeance and to force Soul Transformation Cultivators to return to defend, then they would strike the spatial node, making it easier to succeed.
“These are just appetizers; destroy that spatial node quickly!
If we delay too long, I fear trouble brewing in Tianyuan Realm,” a plump woman in a golden gown urged.
Yin Chi agreed wholeheartedly.
After a short ti, they left the area, setting it ablaze.
A little over a month later, the news of the Xu Family’s destruction spread, causing great alarm among the various powers of the Qingi Realm.
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In the Qianyang Realm, sowhere in the Western Desert, a flash of silver light shot into the sky and struck a particular spot in the void.
The void rippled and tore open, revealing a roughly three-ter gap.
On a steep mountain peak, Taishi Jin and Huangfu Lou stood beside a Silver Formation, their faces grave.
“I hope we’ll be successful this ti,” Huangfu said.
With a flick of his sleeve, a white bone banner pulsing with spiritual light soared out, and he cast a spell into it.
The white bone banner shone with blinding white light, transforming into a human-shaped skeleton, its empty eye sockets filled with two white ghostly flas.
“Go!” Huangfu directed, pointing towards the gap in the void.
The humanoid skeleton flew into the gap, followed by a trendous booming sound.
The gap twisted and deford, quickly closing up.
“This place isn’t suitable either!
We don’t have much material left; should we keep trying?”
Taishi Jin said, furrowing his brows.
Huangfu Lou was responsible for providing the locations, while Taishi Jin handled setting the arrays.
They had spent decades searching for spatial nodes leading to the Netherworld.
So were unstable, others had spatial storms, and so turned out to be false leads.
Huangfu Lou’s brow was deeply furrowed, Taishi Jin’s point was valid.
“Fine, I’ll listen to you.
Let’s head to the Dark Demon Realm first.
If you dare to play tricks on , I’ll eradicate you imdiately,”
Huangfu Lou warned.
“As long as you don’t harm , there’s no need for to harm you.
Our cooperation has been quite pleasant.
In fact, with our current strength, no one in the Qianyang Realm can stop us,”
Taishi Jin replied.
Over the years, they had wiped out so forces while searching for spatial nodes to the Netherworld.
“I don’t possess a Sky-Reaching Spiritual Treasure, so I don’t want to have a fight to the death with the Divinity Transformation Cultivators of the Qianyang Realm.
I just want to return to the Netherworld.
As for how your Dark Demon Realm wants to deal with the Qianyang Realm, that’s none of my concern,”
Huangfu Lou’s tone was indifferent.
He just wanted to return to the Netherworld in peace, without getting involved in the grudge between the Demon Race and the Human Clan.
“Alright then!
Let’s rush to another location, the Dark Demon Realm.
When the ti cos, I’ll personally escort you back to the Netherworld,”
Taishi Jin promised.
He dismantled the formation and left the place with Huangfu Lou.
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Tianyuan Realm, Three Saints City.
Within the Spirit Control Garden, Yuan Rui and Ice Silkworm True Person were discussing sothing.
“Let Master Nephew Liu and a batch of injured return to the Qianyang Realm!
They’ll heal better in the rear,”
Yuan Rui said.
Mo Wuya planned to return to the Qianyang Realm and bring other Divinity Transformation Cultivators here.
Yuan Rui intended for a group of seriously wounded from the Spirit Control Sect to follow Mo Wuya back to the Qianyang Realm.
“That’s a good idea.
So many years have passed; I wonder how Yutong is doing,”
Ice Silkworm True Person said with a worried look.
Lin Yutong stayed in the Qianyang Realm, and after more than a hundred years, Ice Silkworm True Person had no idea what her situation was.
“Master, what are you talking about?”
A cheerful male voice rang out.
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Long walked in, followed by Liu Yuruo.
“You’ve finally returned, my boy.
Eh, you’ve reached the Divinity Transformation Stage!”
Ice Silkworm True Person, sensing Shen Long’s powerful spirit pressure, exclaid in surprise.
His master was still in the middle Nascent Soul Stage, while Shen Long had already reached the early stages of Divinity Transformation.
Yuan Rui was startled for a mont, then quickly stood up and bowed, “Greetings, Uncle Shen.”
“Senior Brother Yuan, there’s no need for formalities,”
Shen Long replied in a gentle tone.
He and Chu Buyu had returned to the Human Clan’s camp and imdiately went to the dwelling of the Spirit Control Sect’s cultivators.
“I didn’t expect it, but we guessed right.
You reappeared in the Divinity Transformation Stage.
Not bad, haha!”
Ice Silkworm True Person laughed heartily, his face full of pride.
“Without the sect’s nurturing and Master’s guidance, I wouldn’t have been able to advance to the Divinity Transformation Stage.
Master, are you stuck at a bottleneck?”
Shen Long asked, puzzled.
Calculated correctly, Ice Silkworm True Person had reached the Nascent Soul Stage nearly four hundred years ago, yet was still only at the middle stage.
Ice Silkworm True Person nodded and said, “Indeed, I don’t know when I’ll be able to overco this bottleneck.”
Liu Yuruo took out a Law Disk glittering with spiritual light, inserted a spell, and with a bow, said, “Master Shen, Senior Mo wishes to invite you to Wanjian Swords Garden for a chat.”
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