The light curtain sparkled, towering majestically.
Demon Wolves surged like a tide, waves rising one after another.
A fierce battle of attack and defense unfolded among the mountain gorges.
"Senior Brother, I’m going now, take good care of Huan ’Er for !"
"Junior Brother Ruan!"
Cheng Yan’s eyes nearly split with rage as he watched helplessly as Ruan Jing, the sect leader dubbed the central pillar of the Luo Yun Sect, was engulfed by the raging beast tide.
When he plunged into the wolf pack, there was first a mont of calm, followed by a burst of boundless light.
The force of the self-detonation brightened much of the night sky.
Atop Thousand Leaves Peak, Han Zhan watched this scene coldly, lips pressed tightly, teeth clenched as if they might shatter.
Standing in the void, with the bright moon as his backdrop, Ao Xiao revealed a radiant smile.
"Friend, up to this mont, do you think it was you who had tied up, or I who had you?"
Han Zhan slowly raised his head to face that undisguised mockery.
"Was all this planned by you?"
Ao Xiao shook his head, "Plans can never keep up with changes; this all... in your human terms, was simply taking advantage of the situation."
"You tried to eradicate all the Demon Beast strongholds in the Xiao Yue Mountain Range, leading to the dispersal of your forces."
"And fearing the reinforcents from my Wolf Court, you concentrated all your elites at the Sword Hall."
"Thus, by rely sacrificing Extre Emperor Mountain, I could focus my power and strike directly at the heart. Naturally, severely damaging your sect was an inevitable outco."
Han Zhan opened his mouth as if to say sothing, but taking a deep breath, he suppressed it.
Verbal argunts were of no benefit to the overall situation.
He had realized that the opponent had no intention of engaging him in combat.
A trace of regret perated his being.
If he had known earlier, he would not have been in a hurry to reveal his Nascent Soul Puppet.
Having it controlled by his Senior Brother Cheng Yan would have certainly stabilized the front line.
Unfortunately, during their first encounter, he was outmaneuvered by three moves by the opponent, and under the sudden overwhelming pressure, he had felt compelled to reveal his hand early to intimidate the other party.
In the end!
It was still a lack of depth in the Luo Yun Sect!
All the killer moves capable of holding the ground were concentrated on him.
Now without any reserves, he was being restrained.
Seeing Han Zhan remaining silent, Ao Xiao raised an eyebrow.
With his hands clasped behind his back, after a slight pondering, he suddenly said, "If Friend is willing to make an Oath of Dao and announce the failure to open war, retreating from the Xiao Yue Mountain Range, I will imdiately order my clan to stop and leave your Luo Yun Sect’s lineage intact."
"Impossible!" Han Zhan rejected without a second thought.
Ao Xiao’s brow furrowed slightly, "Why go this far! Continued fighting like this, your Luo Yun Sect Disciples will be annihilated, even if you occupy the Xiao Yue Mountain Range, what then? Are you to beco the weakest Nascent Soul Ascendant Sect in history?"
Han Zhan shuddered at the thought, but in a blink, regained his calm deanor.
Undeterred by the setback, Wolf Emperor Ao Xiao continued,
"Since it is so, then continue to watch as your disciples scream and die! Don’t think of intervening; you know very well that you’re only holding your ground because of the terrain advantage. The mont you show a slight weakness, killing you will be as easy as flipping my hand!"
"Arrogant!" Han Zhan gave a low shout, his Qi Power trembled, and the aura of his Nascent Soul rose to the skies.
"You’re welco to try!" retorted Ao Xiao with a cold snort, his oppressive might unyielding as it thundered down.
Two terrifying pressures collided in an instant.
Ao Xiao’s robe fluttered, his golden hair moved as though in wind, and he couldn’t help but take a step back.
Han Zhan grunted, yet remained seated immobile.
It seed that Ao Xiao was at a disadvantage.
However, the opponent was not angry at all; his eyes shone brightly as he looked at the black puppet sitting opposite Han Zhan, which was now trembling.
"So that’s it!"
"No wonder the last ti we confronted each other, you clearly lost three moves to , yet were unscathed."
"You’ve actually refined this puppet into an External Incarnation. Not only can you control it as easily as moving your own limbs, but you can also transfer damage to it."
"Ts, such great fortune you have, forming a Nascent Soul less than a hundred years ago, yet possessing both an External Incarnation and Sword Array as your ace moves."
"Given this, why continue to resist stubbornly? Withdraw early, preserve the depth of your sect. With your abilities, a future resurgence is not unthinkable..."
Han Zhan stared at him, suddenly speaking to cut short his endless chatter.
"Do you really think you have the Luo Yun Sect completely under control?"
Ao Xiao’s brows furrowed.
But soon, he sensed sothing.
For that, he regarded Han Zhan even more highly.
"Your realm is lesser than mine, yet your Divine Consciousness is stronger than mine; I indeed underestimated you."
"If that’s the case..."
...
At one corner of the defensive formation.
A Third Order early stage Demon Wolf was wreaking havoc.
Despite the layers of Nascent Soul Puppets, emitting energy orbs and wildly wielding Magic Tools, bursting with killing intent, it showed no fear.
With its thick skin and tough flesh, it continuously bombarded the protective light curtain.
"If I could be the first to breach this gap and lead the pack in a charge, I would achieve great rit."
"The Wolf Emperor would surely be delighted; perhaps I would be rewarded with the Wolf Race Secret Technique!"
As it fantasized thus.
Suddenly, from beyond the heavens, Azure Sword Light descended like a teor.
The Demon Wolf was startled, and in a desperate move, spewed out a dirt-yellow Demonic Power Shield, trying to withstand the sword attack.
However!
Swoosh!
With a soft sound, the Azure Sword Light cut through the shield like a knife through tofu, piercing directly into the massive body of the Demon...
In that mont, the Demon Wolf caught sight of the true form of the Sword Light.
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