The moonlight was dim, with fires raging everywhere.
The terrain of the dicine Valley is rather unique, resembling a gourd-shaped valley.
In the center of the gourd is the gate of the dicine Valley, within which precious Spiritual dicines are planted.
Outside the gates are the vassals of the dicine Valley where ordinary Spiritual dicines are grown.
The outside of the gate had already been breached, leaving only ruins and rubble.
After the news of the Master of Mortal World entering the Death Realm spread, all those in the Foundation Establishnt Realm faced a difficult situation.
Zhang Jianfeng was certainly one of them.
His task was simple; to integrate all resources of Wu Country to support Hidden Sword Mountain.
Cultivate a large number of Foundation Establishnt Great Perfection that could breakthrough to the Ghost Face Realm any ti, and then enter the Death Realm together, forming alliances for mutual protection.
As for the fight to control the Death Realm, that wasn't sothing he could participate in.
He was very clear about his own capabilities.
Not to ntion that the other participants were figures like the Ancient Prince of Da Yan and the Master of Mortal World from Jiguang Sect, both supre Heavenly Prides, any of whom could create a river of blood in the Death Realm.
He dared not provoke them.
Just by relying on the support from Hidden Sword Mountain, he united all the Foundation Establishnt cultivators across the whole Wu Country.
Yet, he wasn't qualified to contest for control.
Nanli worships the Miao God, under which Jiuli serves as a vassal.
The Miao God is the greatest, with Jiuli rely being a vassal.
Even if he gathered the entirety of Wu Country's strength, he could perhaps only muster a few hundred in the Ghost Face Realm; that in itself was employing the power of all the geniuses of the nation.
And yet, this wasn't the most embarrassing part.
The most embarrassing was that Nanli had been heavily infiltrated by the Jiguang Sect, with many of its high-level positions occupied by mbers of the sect.
Even if they entered the Death Realm, they would probably follow the Master of Mortal World.
Who knows just how deeply the Jiguang Sect has penetrated Nanli!
The structure of the Foundation Establishnt Realm could be said to be the second weirdest structure in the cultivation system.
The weirdest, of course, is the Ghost Face Realm.
Those who only breakthrough to Foundation Establishnt in their sixties or seventies, typically give up on further cultivation voluntarily, gathering resources for their descendants, hoping for a genius to erge or to continue the next Foundation Establishnt.
Because those in their sixties or seventies have no qualification to sever decades off their lifespan.
If they only have a little over a hundred years left in their life, yet you ask them to sever another hundred, then enter the Death Realm where they face near-certain death with only a decade or two left.
This group of older Foundation Establishnt cultivators crunched the numbers and thought that just remaining in Foundation Establishnt was quite alright.
Isn't it delightful to live over a hundred years as an honored Foundation Establishnt cultivator?
Only those around thirty years of age qualified to cultivate to Ghost Face Realm, severing their lifespan to enter the Death Realm.
What Zhang Jianfeng had to do was simple; incite a war, kill off most of the ordinary Foundation Establishnt cultivators, and gather a large amount of resources to support Hidden Sword Mountain.
With fewer Foundation Establishnts, more young talents would erge.
With his identity, he was almost naturally the protector of the eldest brother of Hidden Sword Mountain.
As a protector, what he needed was arrogance.
Posturing and such were things his elder brother should handle.
As the dark hand of his elder brother, how could he gather resources for cultivation if he wasn't ruthless?
He glanced at Chen Qing sowhat casually, thinking that this protector was still too green, not even seeing this point clearly.
Suppressing his own realm to the peak of Qi Refining Realm, Zhang Jianfeng uttered softly, "Sword!"
Dust around him crumbled as swords ford from the Void Sword condensed from the ground.
"Rise!"
Imdiately, thirty-six Dao Swords surrounded Chen Qing; seeing Chen Qing leap down from the Golden Crow, he did not hesitate and instantly directed the thirty-six Dao Swords to slash towards Chen Qing!
Then he saw Chen Qing's figure rapidly enlarge, a giant hand sweeping like a cloud, smashing the multitude of Dao Swords and striking down towards him with a slap!
Zhang Jianfeng instantly summoned seven Dao Swords to protect around his body, but they couldn't block the giant hand at all, and in an instant, were shattered.
"Phew!"
Zhang Jianfeng coughed out blood, and two of his ribs broke.
Leaping out from the chaotic rocks, he looked at Chen Qing sowhat angrily.
This guy, totally not playing by the rules, ca right with a killer move!
What happened to responding to moves as they co?
Chen Qing looked at the extrely embarrassed Zhang Jianfeng with a grin, "Or, how about you fight with the cultivation of early Foundation Establishnt?"
Zhang Jianfeng imdiately felt infuriated.
The people of Taihao Tribe behind Chen Qing also laughed heartily, "What Third Sword Dao talent under the heavens, can't even take a single move from our Lord of Protection, truly a reputation undeserved!"
"Hidden Sword Mountain, no more than this!"
"Better just give up obediently, don't embarrass yourself further!"
Helpless, Zhang Jianfeng had no choice but to release his cultivation restriction, instantly unleashing the power of mid Foundation Establishnt.
Yu Chengfeng hid behind the Golden Crow, "Truly shaless, agreed to suppress to peak of Qi Refining Realm, now not suppressing his realm at all."
"Talking is like farting, stinks and unbearable!"
Chen Qing, however, wasn't in the mood to mock his opponent, for he clearly felt a dangerous aura from him.
A real expert?
After all, a mid Foundation Establishnt should not be underestimated.
At this mont, Chen Qing wouldn't let his opponent perform his magic, might as well secure the win!
Chen Qing imdiately stepped forward, charging towards Zhang Jianfeng with the Geng tal Sword in hand, slashing towards Zhang Jianfeng with a sword strike.
Zhang Jianfeng's aura suddenly changed dramatically, chanting softly, "A strand of True Spirit enters the sword spirit!"
Hidden Sword Mountain's True Spirit technique!
A true spirit split from his soul and entered the long sword behind him, imdiately condensing a hazy primitive sword embryo in the foggy shadows behind him.
A giant black figure erged, its head surrounded by a Divine Ring and feet upon eight stars, reached out and drew the long sword from behind Zhang Jianfeng.
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