Chapter 1275: Chapter 3 Backup_2 Chapter 1275: Chapter 3 Backup_2 After tens of thousands of years of accumulation, even without an Immortal Ascension Cultivator for a ti, the Three Sects could still stand at the pinnacle of this realm by relying on their unfathomably deep foundation.
Should they fail to protect it even so, then there would be no one to bla but the incompetence of the younger generation.
But these people were not mortals, they knew that if they fled in panic, they would only be defeated one by one by the enemy, hence nobody attempted to escape imdiately.
Instead, everyone exerted all their strength, using their most powerful techniques hidden away, pushing the entire formation outward.
This was because only with the absolute trust among the Cultivators of the Three Sects and One Clan of Jin could such a smooth movent be achieved.
Seeing this scene from afar, the Evil Gods didn’t care at all, and the smiles on their faces grew even thicker.
The Jackal-headed God nodded with satisfaction,
“Good!
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Even the Nascent Soul Cultivators who comprehended the Dao Secret died without showing up.
It seems that the Immortal Ascension of Jin truly have died out.
We will strike and sweep them…”
His voice had not yet fallen.
From the direction of Sen State, suddenly, a loud shout was heard,
“Do not panic, everyone!
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Guardian Qiu Zhongqiu of the Ghost Market of Sen State is here!”
The voice traveled far.
A middle-aged Cultivator wearing a broad brown robe, with sword-like eyebrows that extended into his temples, and eyes sharp as swords, holding an octagonal box, was striding through the air!
Behind him followed more than a dozen Nascent Soul Cultivators flying in succession.
At his side, an odd-looking Cultivator with a huge head attracted so people’s attention.
“Master Guan?”
The Ice Daoist raised an eyebrow slightly.
In the crowd, Ling Weizi and Hu Zaixi both suddenly looked sowhat grave.
They had been captured by this man in the past after he ambushed them and pulled into the depths of the lake where their Dao Intention was forcibly extracted.
Although they were now vaguely aware of so hidden nuances and had long since recovered, they indeed found it difficult to feel any friendliness toward him.
But at the present mont, they could not act upon these feelings.
Glancing slightly to the side, they noticed several familiar faces among the group.
The missing Golden Core disciple, Lu Yu, from Xinjian Peak, and Qiao Chun’an, the Nascent Soul Cultivator from Longxie Peak who also had gone missing…
Their gaze swept over Qiu Zhongqiu and the other Cultivators.
At this mont, Ling Weizi and Hu Zaixi instantly felt a revelation.
And Qiu Zhongqiu, holding the octagonal box, confronted the astonishing number of Incense Fire Dao Cultivators ahead of him.
His expression showed not even a hint of panic.
As he flipped open the lid of the octagonal box,
suddenly, rays of seven-colored brilliance flew out, shooting directly toward the crowd!
This brilliance was extrely fast.
Even though the Incense Fire Dao Cultivators tried their best to dodge, they were quickly afflicted, with expressions of sorrow, joy, grief, and anger surfacing on their faces.
Their actions also slowed down for a mont.
Those with higher Cultivation Bases could resist, while the weaker ones quickly lost control and were imdiately cut down by the quick-handed Jin Cultivators.
From a distance,
several Evil Gods all let out a sigh of relief,
“We thought it was an Immortal Ascension of Jin, but it turns out to be just so Nascent Soul Cultivators…
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A coldness appeared on the face of the Jackal-headed God,
“Perfect, we’ll eliminate them all here.”
Its hands ca together and bowed toward the sky once more.
A silvery moon illusion in the sky brightened, and another stream of moonlight fell!
“Guardian Qu, be careful!”
Even though Hu Zaixi inwardly resented Qiu Zhongqiu, when he sensed danger, he couldn’t help but imdiately shout out a warning.
Qiu Zhongqiu’s expression slightly tensed.
The next mont, a big-headed figure suddenly appeared in front of Qiu Zhongqiu, raising a hand to et the moonlight!
As he did so, a fiercely intense and pure fla instantly rose on his palm!
“Solar Divine Fire!?”
“How does he have Solar Divine Fire?!”
Many from the Wanxiang Sect were present, and seeing this scene, they couldn’t help but show a slight change in expression.
Only the Ice Daoist, putting together the cause and effect, had a conjecture flashing in his mind.
The fla in the hand collided with the moonlight, instantly silencing each other in annihilation.
Master Guan stood with his hands bound, profound and immovable as a deep abyss or a towering peak.
He glanced over Ling Weizi and Hu Zaixi, his eyes showing a trace of remorse, and then looked distantly at the few Evil Gods in the distance, his expression extrely solemn.
“My na is Guan Ao.”
“Now is not the ti to talk.
Guardian Qu, you coordinate with everyone, retreat quickly!”
“I will stop these Evil Gods!”
“Guan Ao?!”
“The Vice Hall Master of Tianyuan Hall who fell in the West Sea Country?”
The surrounded Cultivators from Longevity Sect showed shock, and the Wanxiang Sect Cultivators were even more stunned.
His death in the West Sea Country had caused a great sensation back then.
Everyone had already accepted this fact, but no one expected this person, presud dead, to appear here.
In the eyes of the Ice Daoist, it was not unexpected.
If he was a Body Cultivator and also knew the extrely rare Solar Divine Fire, and also ca with Qiu Zhongqiu,
considering the temperant and tactics of Elder Xun, who had already faked his own death, it was all too easy to deceive everyone and save Guan Ao, having him cooperate with his own plan.
It was just that no one else had thought of this possibility.
The only thing that gave him so doubts was that, although the Vice Hall Master was extrely skilled, he was after all not Yao Wu—the Invincible.
Could he truly have the ability to hold off these Evil Gods?
Even Yao Wudi, in his Nascent Soul Perfect Realm, could not face multiple foes alone.
How could Hall Master Guan achieve this?
But now was not the ti to ponder these questions.
The Cultivators on Jin’s side swiftly cooperated with Qiu Zhongqiu, quickly closing in on one another, and the number of Incense Fire Dao Cultivators in between them was rapidly decreasing.
Guan Ao did not make a move, standing tall in mid-air, his gaze intently fixed on the Evil Gods in the distance.
As if ready to welco their attack at any mont.
The next mont,
the Evil Gods in the distance could no longer hold back and quickly flew forward.
One of them had a head shaped like a cauldron, rounded at the sides with a concave middle, and elongated eyebrows and eye corners.
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