As the intense flas drew near, the frenzied Single-Horned Green-Scaled Python showed no intention of dodging. Firstly, it reared its head back to gather strength, then abruptly dived forward, opening its mouth to release a gust of bitterly cold wind.
The white frost, under the force of the wind, ford a torrent of icy air that rushed straight towards Yuan Ming.
The intense fireball t the cold air head-on, its extrely high temperature instantly evaporated the chilly air, creating a large amount of white mist, obscuring Yuan Ming's line of sight.
But in the next instant, within the white mist, a fiery red sun flared up.
The fierce light of the fire violently expanded, rapidly enlarging from a human-head-sized orb of fire and exploded into a dazzling wall of fire, countless spheres of fla scattered in all directions, evaporating all the mist.
In the bright fiery light, the body of the Single-Horned Green-Scaled Python burst apart, turning into countless fragnts that shot outward.
Even the mountain of Fierce Beast corpses piled up nearby was blown open, with remnants of shattered beast corpses everywhere.
The beast horde charging from behind inevitably felt the impact; so, already not strong in physique, were even pierced through by the splintering Beast Bones due to the violent impact, resulting in nurous casualties.
Yuan Ming, taking advantage of the chaos, once again maneuvered the Black Needles to slaughter through the beast horde, swiftly resolving this wave of attack.
After this wave, Yuan Ming staggered, feeling a sense of weakness as if both his mana and physical strength had been drained.
He quickly took out an elixir and swallowed it, while grasping a Spirit Stone in one hand to rapidly restore his mana.
A mont later, Yuan Ming suddenly furrowed his brows and looked upwards.
Above him, the previously calm swarm suddenly began to grow restless, so of the flying Fierce Beasts unexpectedly started attacking those next to them, wildly fighting amongst themselves.
This ant that the Beast Attraction incense he had released earlier was starting to wear off, and the upcoming hordes would no longer converge here, indicating that the danger was about to be resolved.
Before Yuan Ming could shift his gaze, the Fierce Beasts circling overhead, having been drawn by the intense scent of blood, discovered them and began to dive down.
Yuan Ming sighed, once again maneuvering the black steel needles, lunging rapidly at them.
For now, controlling the Black Needles seed to be the most practical tactic since they were precise and consud the least amount of mana, and with Yuan Ming's own Divine Soul Power, also the easiest to manipulate.
As for Yuan Ming himself, he needed to recover his mana as quickly as possible. Unless a Second Level Fierce Beast appeared, he would avoid engaging in combat as much as possible to conserve strength.
But the group of Fierce Beasts above, especially the seven or eight carrion-eating vultures, clearly did not intend to leave him in peace.
They all dispersed in all directions, constantly diving and attacking, each moving agilely and with extre speed, making it difficult for the Black Needles to be effective.
Left with no choice, Yuan Ming slapped the Corpse Nourishing Bag, summoning the Core Formation Stage refining corpse, Heavenly Snake Master.
As the refining corpse appeared, the Soul Crow that Yuan Ming had left in the cave also flew back, not stopping for a mont before colliding head-on into the refining corpse's head, disappearing into it.
The next instant, a flicker of ghostly light flashed in the eyes of Heavenly Snake Master, and he began to move.
Wearing a pair of black gloves on his hands, he moved close to the Female Array Master, standing guard attentively.
If those carrion-eating vultures only ate the dead beast bodies, Yuan Ming would not bother with them. But if they treated "Xi Ying" as a corpse too and attacked, he would imdiately intervene.
Even if the Black Needle couldn't block them, he still had Heavenly Snake Master, adding an extra layer of insurance.
Ti passed unasured, and eventually, the mountain woods gradually grew quiet again, leaving many more corpses of Fierce Beasts around.
Yuan Ming, now ntally exhausted, had no choice but to recall the remaining Soul Crows, leaving just one nearby on alert.
The body of Heavenly Snake Master naturally returned to the Corpse Nourishing Bag. At present, Yuan Ming could only just barely activate this corpse and could not utilize its full power, nor dare to leave it out for too long.
"There shouldn't be another large-scale beast attack coming. Thirty minutes are about to pass…" As he was thinking this, Yuan Ming suddenly narrowed his eyes.
He clenched his hand on the Cold Star Sword, and his figure swiftly dashed, arriving behind Xi Ying.
Just then, the trees in the nearby woods shook wildly, a Mountain Turtle, standing thirty feet tall with a vast body, broke through several towering ancient trees and charged wildly towards them.
The Mountain Turtle, a terrestrial tortoise known for its incredibly resilient body and nearly indestructible tortoiseshell that resembled a Defensive Magical Artifact, was infinitely strong.
In the many legends of the Southern Border, there were stories of Mountain Turtles carrying mountains, always embodying strength.
Normally gentle and disinclined to fight, Mountain Turtles usually didn't attack other living creatures. However, it seed to have also gone mad under the influence of the Beast Attraction Incense.
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This was a spirit beast bred by the Sect, radiating fluctuations of Spiritual Power, which had reached the Second Level Early Stage, another Foundation Establishnt Stage spirit beast.
The Mountain Turtle was now less than sixty feet away from them, leaving Yuan Ming with no ti for further thought, so he could only advance with his sword drawn.
As they got closer, Yuan Ming gripped his sword with both hands, his mana surged within him, flowing into the Cold Star Sword.
The sword glimred with starlight, white frost overflowed, and ice crystals ford along the blade.
With a forceful slash of his long sword, Yuan Ming cut towards the head of the advancing Mountain Turtle.
A snowy white arc of sword light swept out, where it passed, the air's temperature plumted, the suspended moisture in the air condensed into ice, even the grass on the ground was covered with a layer of White Frost.
Just as the sword light fell, the Mountain Turtle's head, which had peeked out, suddenly retracted back into its thick shell.
The sword light struck the shell, emitting a sharp clang and then shattering like scattering stardust, but the Mountain Turtle was completely unhard. It stuck its head out again, continuing to charge towards Yuan Ming.
It had only taken a few steps when the Mountain Turtle's stride suddenly halted; from where the sword light had fallen, a cold air spread, instantly forming a layer of ice that encased it entirely.
The Mountain Turtle was encased in ice.
Yuan Ming hadn't even had ti to rejoice when his heart suddenly started pounding wildly.
His external Divine Sense sensed a powerful aura assaulting from the other side towards the female Array Master.
Yuan Ming abruptly turned and saw a tall figure suddenly appearing in the adjacent woods.
This person had a square face and a prominent nose, sporting a short beard and wearing a brocade robe stained with much blood. His expression was gloomy; it was none other than Elder ng Shan.
Ever since the invasion of the Sect began, this person had not shown himself. Yuan Ming thought he had already fled, but unexpectedly, he encountered him here.
"Elder ng Shan! Disciple is here, I have treasures to offer you."
Yuan Ming raised his arm and shouted loudly, trying to attract his attention.
However, his target, who was the unmoving female Array Master, completely ignored Yuan Ming.
Yuan Ming activated the Jade Belt, employed the Wind Swift Skill and Shadowless Step, his figure flashing rapidly, trying to intercept between Elder ng Shan and the female Array Master.
Elder ng Shan remained indifferent, launching a palm strike at Yuan Ming and said, "Kill you, and everything is mine."
Under the mana driven by a Late-stage Foundation Establishnt cultivator, a casual palm strike was not sothing Yuan Ming, a Qi Refining Late Stage cultivator, could withstand.
Seeing an almost transparent white palm imprint pressing down from the void, swiftly striking towards him, Yuan Ming dared not face it head-on and hurriedly dodged aside.
Shocked by Elder ng Shan's shalessness, Yuan Ming didn't waste words; he flung out three Thunder Strike Talismans towards Elder ng Shan.
The talisman paper burned in the void, and three bolts of thunder fell from the sky, striking towards ng Shan.
The latter raised his hand towards the sky, pushing it with the palm which contained an Eight Diagrams Mirror, brightening up with golden light and forming a barrier that blocked the strikes.
The white thunderbolts crashed into the golden light barrier, sparking off large arcs of electricity, but failed to cause any damage.
Elder ng Shan ultimately reached the female Array Master's side first. Guoguo at her feet suddenly stared wide-eyed, its fur standing on end, though the forr didn't even glance at the little silver creature.
Due to the rumbling sound of the thunder and the sparks of electric light that flared up, a montary glare was cast in front of ng Shan, briefly hindering his vision.
At that mont, a black soul crow swiftly swooped down from a nearby tree, plunged into Elder ng Shan's forehead amidst an irresistibly rapid assault, entering him from solid to ethereal.
The soul crow exploded inside Elder ng Shan's Sea of Consciousness, releasing pure Divine Soul Power and causing a strong soul shock.
Before ng Shan could react, his entire body stiffened suddenly, losing control of his body under inertia, and he fell forwards.
A flash of joy appeared in Yuan Ming's eyes, and without delaying a mont, his figure dashed forward swiftly; his hand raised the Cold Star Sword, slashing heavily towards his head.
Just as the sword's edge was about to strike, the situation took another turn.
"Roar..."
A roar, similar to that of a wild beast, erupted from behind him. Yellow light surged from the ground as huge rocks burst upward, colliding fiercely. In the strong airwave, they struck towards Yuan Ming.
Yuan Ming's back felt like it was being ramd by a wild bull, uncontrollably tumbling forward.
The Mountain Turtle, which had been encased in ice, managed to free itself at this mont and launched an attack.
The soul crow's soul collision attack, although temporarily damaging the soul, could only incapacitate bodily control montarily.
Disturbed by the Mountain Turtle, Yuan Ming had lost his pri opportunity to overpower and severely injure Elder ng Shan.
He sighed internally. As he tumbled to the ground, he caught sight out of the corner of his eye of the Eight Diagrams Mirror that Elder ng Shan had dropped. He grabbed it in passing and, with a push of his arms against the ground, leaped back up, swinging his sword at ng Shan once more.
By now, Elder ng Shan had regained his senses, though blood trickled from the corner of his eyes and his eardrums swelled, still sowhat dazed.
He hadn't even fully realized what attack he had suffered, but as Yuan Ming's long sword slashed toward him, he hastily pulled out a set of black hooks to et the strike.
With a sharp clang,
The collision of the magical artifacts sent Yuan Ming flying back several yards before he could barely stabilize himself, while ng Shan remained unfazed.
Elder ng Shan wiped a hand over the blood and tears in his eyes, refocusing his sight on Yuan Ming, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
anwhile, the Mountain Turtle also sped toward them on all fours.
Caught between the two attackers, the situation was highly unfavorable for Yuan Ming.
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