Huang Tianhua didn’t even get the chance to display his skills; he just went off to accompany Master Huang Long directly.
Jiang Ziya was speechless as well. Huang Feihu seed like a reliable and steady person; how did he end up with such a reckless son?
The only one capable of withstanding the Yin Yang Mirror was Lotus Avatar Lei Zhenzi, but even he couldn’t endure the Sky Flipping Seal. To be fair, the Sky Flipping Seal was simply too overpowering—no one here could take more than a few hits.
The Zhou Army’s morale plumted, and they imdiately retreated.
When Yin Hong returned, the celebrations continued—music played, and dances resud!
Given their current lineup, defeating West Zhou wasn’t realistic. The plan was to eliminate several more people before launching a full-scale attack.
In the Zhou Camp, the mood was somber, and no one seed to have any solutions.
At this mont, Old Jiang spoke up: "Yin Jiao and Yin Hong wield the magical treasures of our senior brothers. We truly can’t match them. Why not seek out our senior brothers, explain the situation, and request their assistance?"
At this mont, Yang Ren—the perennial loafer—stepped forward and declared confidently, "I’ll take on Yin Jiao."
Everyone cast curious glances his way. You have that kind of capability?
Yang Ren nodded with calm composure. As a high-ranking official of Yin Shang, his political wisdom far outmatched most Third Generation Disciples.
Effort put into ordinary tasks often goes unnoticed, but monts like these are opportunities to shine. Plus, while he respected Yun Zhongzi, he harbored no such sentint toward Yin Shou.
The tornt of having his eyes gouged out, nose cut off, and ears severed left a lifelong shadow. As for the Sky Flipping Seal, he believed the treasure Yun Zhongzi gave him could handle it sowhat.
The next day, a battle resud. Lei Zhenzi was the first to confront Yin Hong, preventing him from using the Yin Yang Mirror.
Then, Yang Ren made a glamorous entrance. A tallic box with a purple gemstone embedded in the center hung at his waist. As he swaggered forward with catlike grace, he growled quietly, "Purple Ribbon Immortal Armor, unite!"
In an instant, purple immortal gold flowed like water and enveloped Yang Ren’s body. Faint golden stripes floated and settled across the armor, forming dazzling array patterns.
Yang Ren continued his feline-like saunter.
Amidst the sound of tallic clinking and snapping, a magnificent purple armor took shape. The armor’s inscrutable patterns sohow linked up with the tallic components on his head.
Originally, his headgear looked odd, but with the armor attached, the overall setup inexplicably beca stylish.
The Chan Sect disciples, looking at Yang Ren, all showed expressions of envy—even Yang Jian was no exception.
Lei Zhenzi and Yin Hong, busy fighting, stopped their brawl to stare in awe.
Lei Zhenzi couldn’t help but think: "So cool... I want one too! I’ll definitely ask Master to make an even cooler set later."
Yin Hong and Yin Jiao, having seen their father’s armor, weren’t unfamiliar with such gear.
But as they looked at their own Purple Ribbon Immortal Robes, it felt diocre in comparison.
Even Shen Gongbao was stunned. What was this new Chan Sect tech innovation?
Why did I know nothing about it?
Yang Ren strode confidently into the battlefield, pressed the button on his belt’s left side, and with a burst of purple light, assembled a massive purple sword with clinking tallic noises.
Pointing the blade toward Yin Jiao, he shouted, "Yin Jiao, prepare to die!"
Yin Hong attempted to pull out the Yin Yang Mirror but was intercepted by Lei Zhenzi, and the two resud their battle.
Yin Jiao didn’t shy away from the fight and flew directly to the base of the city wall. The more he looked at Yang Ren’s armor, the more he coveted it—like a child obsessing over their father’s smartphone.
He didn’t dare snatch his father’s belongings, but Yang Ren’s gear? That he could try.
This ti, he didn’t even bring out the Sky Flipping Seal, afraid he might damage the Purple Ribbon Immortal Armor.
Instead, he took out a massive bell—the magical Soul Falling Bell.
He then started ringing the bell at Yang Ren. Judging from the na alone, this treasure’s attacks would target the divine soul. Yin Jiao infused mana into the bell, each strike causing reverberations.
The resounding clangs carried divine soul attacks, striking Yang Ren one hit after another.
Yun Zhongzi might not have been particularly fond of this disciple, but that didn’t an he was irresponsible. This armor was not only crafted without cutting corners but also incorporated many rare materials and cutting-edge techniques inspired by Nezha.
Its functionalities were exceptionally comprehensive.
Yang Ren hadn’t been cultivating for long, and his aptitude wasn’t particularly strong. Yun Zhongzi had used Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures to forcefully elevate his cultivation to the Heavenly Immortal level, which was about as far as he could go in this lifeti.
But now, equipped with this armor, he could even spar with Yang Jian, the Third Generation Head Disciple of Chan Sect, who had over forty levels of Eight-Nine Profound Skills and was at the Profound Immortal stage. This was the power of artifact refining (technology)!
It was worth noting that when it ca to life-or-death intensity, there were several among the Twelve Golden Immortals who couldn’t match Yang Jian—certain dragon individuals especially deserved ntion here.
Against the Soul Falling Bell’s attacks, the armor’s grayish array patterns circulated quickly. Yang Ren instinctively reacted, twisting the belt buckle, and a soul-character divine rune erged on the purple gemstone.
The patterns on the armor morphed instantly, forming a shield around Yang Ren.
Unhard by the attacks, Yang Ren charged forth with his bulky sword in hand.
Yin Jiao also put away the Soul Falling Bell and grabbed the Female and Male Treasured Sword, as his limited mana wouldn’t sustain him for long.
The two clashed in direct combat, but unfortunately for Yin Jiao, even though he too wore a Purple Ribbon Immortal Robe, its defensive capabilities were clearly inferior to Yang Ren’s armor.
Moreover, Yang Ren, during the fight, had monts where his eyes emitted heat vision and his nose released Cold Ice Breath—making Yin Jiao utterly distressed.
anwhile, his younger brother was falling into a disadvantage as well, which further fueled Yin Jiao’s anxiety.
Deciding once again to use the Soul Falling Bell, Yang Ren quickly adjusted his armor’s defense chanics. Yin Jiao narrowed his eyes, seized an opening, and threw out the Sky Flipping Seal.
Forget the armor—he was determined to win!
The Soul Falling Bell required mana, but the Sky Flipping Seal didn’t—it rely needed to be thrown properly.
Of course, he cared about the armor, so he aid it at Yang Ren’s head instead.
Yang Ren himself couldn’t react in ti, but his armor could. Previously focusing entirely on defending against divine soul attacks, the armor fluidly transford, forming a helt over Yang Ren’s Ultraman-esque head.
*Clang!*
*Crash!*
Yang Ren imdiately disengaged his armor.
The armor had mitigated the Sky Flipping Seal’s inherent power, which hadn’t been amplified by mana, thus saving Yang Ren’s life.
The price, however, was that the purple gemstone on the belt was now covered in countless cracks.
The armor vanished, and Yang Ren, staggered by the imnse impact, coupled with the bell’s strikes, collapsed to the ground.
Both his divine soul and brain had suffered severe injuries.
Yin Jiao rejoiced and quickly snatched the shattered belt, just about to seize Yang Ren when a striking young man, wielding a Three-pointed Two-edged Blade and sporting three eyes on his handso face, appeared.
With a single sweeping strike, Yin Jiao sprang back to evade. As he prepared to hurl the Sky Flipping Seal, Yang Jian had already scooped up Yang Ren and disappeared into a streak of light.
Furious, Yin Jiao hurled the Sky Flipping Seal toward Lei Zhenzi in frustration. However, Lei Zhenzi, who had been keeping an eye on the other side, imdiately bolted after seeing Yang Jian flee. The Sky Flipping Seal missed its mark entirely.
Upon seeing Yang Jian return with Yang Ren, Jiang Ziya imdiately ordered a retreat, pulling the forces back by a hundred miles.
Old Jiang finally understood the situation.
Yang Ren’s Purple Ribbon Immortal Armor was undoubtedly formidable—powerful beyond reckoning. But the Sky Flipping Seal was even stronger, and its strength defied logic.
How was this battle supposed to be fought?
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