The Eight-Ard Vajra is the strongest guardian in the Bronze Maze; Xie Jingshan had only heard of its existence and knew it guarded the most important treasure within the Bronze Maze.
In the previous Wind and Cloud eting, even if soone ’luckily’ encountered the Eight-Ard Vajra, no one managed to gain any advantage from it.
Because the Eight-Ard Vajra’s strength was close to Mid-Stage Golden Core, the Foundation Establishnt cultivators in the lower maze couldn’t possibly contend with it.
The last ti the Eight-Ard Vajra was defeated was over a thousand years ago. It is said that a female independent cultivator took sothing and fled without entering the inner hunting grounds, so to this day, no one knows who she was or what she took.
Bam!
The Golden lon Hamr smashed down fiercely, causing the mountain to crumble as dirt and rocks splashed about.
The five of Zhuo Qingfeng’s group were shaken by the imnse force, spitting blood as they were thrown back, scattering everywhere.
The Eight-Ard Vajra lifted the Golden lon Hamr, leaving a pit several feet deep on the ground.
"Head into the mist!" Zhuo Qingfeng struggled to stand up.
"There’s an ambush, don’t go!" Xie Jingshan leaped out from behind a stone pillar.
Zhuo Qingfeng, Hua Yingshi, Zhao Kunling, Xu Qianjin, and Xu Qiancheng barely stopped at the edge of the Hidden Misty Killing Array.
Unable to brake in ti, Xu Qiancheng was fortunately grabbed back by the strong Zhao Kunling.
At this mont, the Eight-Ard Vajra surprisingly didn’t pursue the five, pausing montarily as if contemplating.
It retreated, turned around, its fierce gaze landing on Xie Jingshan, its aura once again surging.
Xie Jingshan’s scalp tightened, "Screw you!"
Bam!
The Nine-Ring Great Saber heavily smashed down, causing the stone pillar beneath Xie Jingshan to explode, shattering his protective dharma treasure and sending him flying into the ruins.
"Hee Wangchen!!"
Xie Jingshan disregarded the intense pain in his organs, imdiately scrambling up to find Hee Wangchen, who was hiding behind the pillar earlier. If he hadn’t escaped, then...
"I... I’m here..."
Hee Wangchen’s voice called out, Xie Jingshan turned his head to see Hee Wangchen had already run to Zhuo Qingfeng’s group, hiding behind Hua Yingshi and Xu Qianjin, cowering.
"You didn’t even call when you ran!"
Xie Jingshan was furious, seeing the Golden lon Hamr of the Eight-Ard Vajra smashing down again, he quickly got up, agile as a monkey, flashed through the Eight-Ard Vajra’s legs, and ran to Zhuo Qingfeng’s side.
The Eight-Ard Vajra indeed stopped once again, refusing to approach the array.
"It has so spiritual wisdom," Zhuo Qingfeng said solemnly.
Xie Jingshan asked, "How did you all get involved with it? You really don’t want to live!"
The Sword Sect mbers looked at the short Xu Qiancheng, Xu Qianjin angrily slapped him on the back of his head, "What a disgrace to our family!"
Xu Qiancheng usually has a rebellious attitude, but today he hung his head guiltily, "I just casually stabbed my sword into the wall twice, who knew that it was..."
"What do we do now?" asked the bald, muscular Zhao Kunling, who held a heavy sword, standing in front of Hua Yingshi and Xu Qianjin.
Zhuo Qingfeng frowned and pondered, glancing behind him and then at the Eight-Ard Vajra in front.
Hee Wangchen said, "Given the situation, if we enter the array, the Eight-Ard Vajra will definitely not chase after us. But once inside, we’ll imdiately be separated by the array, who knows how many noble family disciples are lying in ambush."
At this mont, the Eight-Ard Vajra seed to suddenly react, raising two arms, crossing them with swords towards the group. Golden aura swiftly gathered, making a strange sizzling howl as its montum surged.
"It can also cast spells!" Xie Jingshan was shocked, gritting his teeth, "Rather than be killed by those noble bastards in the array, let’s fight this Eight-Ard Vajra!"
The fire burst from Xie Jingshan’s Huo Dou Sword, as he unfurled the Heaven-Burning Sword thod without reserve.
A fiery giant dog leapt through the air, crashing into the crossed swords of the Eight-Ard Vajra.
Boom boom boom!
The barrage of explosions accompanied by rapid air currents dimd the sharp golden aura on the swords.
Seeing this, Zhuo Qingfeng swung his sword, "Start the Sword Formation, let’s fight!"
Zhuo Qingfeng swiftly moved behind the Eight-Ard Vajra, surrounded by Gale Sword Intent with a force like Ten Thousand Jins, unleashed a flurry of azure sword aura.
Xie Jingshan and Zhuo Qingfeng attacked fiercely from the front and back, the Eight-Ard Vajra roared, wielding its massive weapons to counter, its armor glowing brightly to form a Qi Shield protecting it tightly.
With the gale raging and the battle intensifying, Hua Yingshi and the others hurriedly pinpointed their positions, wielding their uniquely shaped magic swords in perfect sync.
"Four Symbols Sword Array, activate!"
The four magic swords simultaneously slashed toward the center, the spectral images of Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise flashed and vanished, violently striking the ten-foot-tall Eight-Ard Vajra, ripping apart its Qi Shield.
Zhuo Qingfeng and Xie Jingshan’s eyes lit up, imdiately stepping into the air, with gales roaring and flas blazing, attacking the Eight-Ard Vajra.
"Immortal Locking Array!"
Hee Wangchen threw out several array plates, with the light and shadows of the great array shining beneath the Eight-Ard Vajra’s feet, golden lock chains burst forth from each plate, firmly binding its arms, controlling its actions.
Hua Yingshi, Zhao Kunling, Xu Qianjin, and Xu Qiancheng continued to change positions, maintaining the sword array, launching a torrential attack.
Although the Eight-Ard Vajra’s body was tough, it couldn’t withstand such a fierce attack and raised its foot to stomp down onto Zhao Kunling’s head, determined to break the sword array.
Zhao Kunling held his position, unable to move; at the last critical mont, two more chains erged from the ground, quickly entwining the Eight-Ard Vajra’s raised foot, pulling it tightly.
Xie Jingshan turned to look, "Good job, Hee Wangchen!"
Just as he finished speaking, the chains snapped, and Hee Wangchen fell to the ground.
"Sorry, I’m too weak." Hee Wangchen directly burst into tears.
He was only at Early-Stage Foundation Establishnt, and the more the Immortal Locking Array split its chains, the weaker they beca. The Eight arms were too difficult to restrain; he couldn’t possibly control such a colossal creature on his own.
"Twining Branch!"
Hua Yingshi intervened just in ti; her wooden sword transford into a vine, gripping Zhao Kunling’s waist and pulling him back.
Boom!
With a quake shaking the earth and mountains, the Eight-Ard Vajra stomp plunged a deep pit into the ground, sending dust flying.
The Four Symbols Sword Array shattered, allowing the Eight-Ard Vajra to break free of all chains, its thunderous aura sweeping across all before it.
Caught off guard, everyone was subrged in the sea of thunder; bodies convulsing, unable to resist, only able to cry out in agony.
Just as their Breaking Boundary Pearls were about to release their glow, a breathtaking figure suddenly rushed to the top of the vine-enwrapped stone column,
"Everyone clear out, let handle this!"
The Ancient Mirror floated and shimred, releasing an Ice Hornless Dragon.
The white-clad woman, her black hair flowing, clothes fluttering, appeared as though riding the wind on a dragon, evoking shock and awe.
Only when the icy blue dragon with an incredible aura reached them did they suddenly snap back to reality.
Xie Jingshan, paralyzed throughout, neck stiff, scread, "Can’t get out of the way ahhhh!"
Boom!
The Ice Hornless Dragon crashed into the chest of the Eight-Ard Vajra, its explosion casting starlight across the land like a tidal wave.
The Eight-Ard Vajra staggered and retreated under the grinding noise, unable to steady itself, collapsing to the ground.
The sound of a flute erged from the dust, accompanied by a refreshing coolness sweeping rapidly over everyone’s bodies.
Xie Jingshan opened an eye, delighted to find he hadn’t been eliminated, currently suspended mid-air, wrapped around the waist by a vine.
Under the influence of the flute, green radiance spread from the vine into Xie Jingshan’s body, quickly healing his internal and external injuries.
The dust gradually cleared, revealing the figure still standing atop the stone column, dressed in white, playing the flute.
Not only did Zhuo Qingfeng seem transfixed, but Xu Qiancheng and Hee Wangchen also looked on in awe, their gazes shimring.
Hua Yingshi and Xu Qianjin exchanged glances; such a woman, not to ntion Zhuo Qingfeng, even they felt admiration must be confessed.
"What’s she playing? It’s making itch all over!"
Zhao Kunling’s voice was blunt and simple, as he kept scratching himself everywhere.
Hua Yingshi and Xu Qianjin glanced at him, smiling and shaking their heads.
At this mont, a chanical rumbling sound erged from behind, as the massive Eight-Ard Vajra began slowly standing up.
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