"The Spiritual Artifact is in your hands!"
Lei Ting’s gaze swept over Ye Luo and fixed on his Lingyun Sword, his pupils shimring with a shade of disbelief, while the eyes of the five envoys of Qingyun Sect were all trained on the Lingyun Sword in Ye Luo’s hands.
Ye Luo let out a cold laugh and said nothing, his body bursting forth once again, as the Nine Yang True Qi surged out, channeling into the Lingyun Sword, imdiately casting sword light in all directions, spreading a terrifying aura from the blade.
The atmosphere in the air imdiately beca incredibly oppressive, Lei Ting’s expression turning extrely grave and sowhat unsightly; he had not anticipated that this youngster would have a Spiritual Artifact in his possession.
It was well known that even soone of Lei Ting’s status and strength didn’t have the authority to use a Spiritual Artifact unless he stepped into the Saint Realm, only then could he possibly obtain one.
After all, even within the Hidden Sect, Spiritual Artifacts were exceedingly rare, and sotis even a warrior of the Saint Realm might struggle to have one; it was unexpected that this youngster actually had a Spiritual Artifact.
"Five Envoys of Qingyun, take him down!"
Lei Ting barked the order. Originally, he wanted to fight Ye Luo himself, but now that Ye Luo wielded a Spiritual Artifact, adding to his already formidable combat prowess, Lei Ting was by no ans his match and could only rely on the five envoys of Qingyun Sect to make their move.
Fang Yan, standing aside, watched as Ye Luo wielded a Spiritual Artifact, a flicker of greed and envy passing across his eyes—he was well aware of the power of a Spiritual Artifact.
If he could obtain one, even the four experts at the Innate Late Stage beside him would be no match, but he had no chance of acquiring one, not even if his master was an Elder of the Sanyuan Sect.
This made Fang Yan’s heart fill with even more hatred towards Ye Luo, his expression incredibly resentful, his complexion sowhat ferocious, his eyes shimring with a chilling and terrifying light, a malevolent aura emanating from his being.
As Lei Ting’s voice fell, imdiately five robust and mighty strengths burst forth, five streaks of azure light shot out.
The five envoys of Qingyun Sect directly wielded longswords emanating a blue glow as they launched their deadly attack on Ye Luo.
Once the five Semi-Saint realm experts of Qingyun Sect made their move, a formidable aura imdiately enveloped the entire warehouse.
The montum of each of these five individuals was stronger than Lei Ting’s; their True Qi was even more vigorous and refined. The combined force of the five was comparable to the majesty of the Saint Realm.
Ye Luo’s eyes narrowed as he watched the five envoys of Qingyun Sect co at him with longswords, and with a flick of his wrist, he directly swung the Lingyun Sword.
Clang clang clang...
The Lingyun Sword clashed with the longswords of the Qingyun Five Envoys, emitting a piercing resonance, as the formidable kinetic energy relentlessly spread out.
Both Ye Luo and the Qingyun Five Envoys found themselves retreating.
"Form the Qingyun Sword Array!"
The five n shouted in unison, taking positions around Ye Luo, creating a pentagram formation. The True Qi within their bodies erupted, consolidating upon their sword blades, spreading a fearso presence as light blazed from the swords they held.
In this mont, the five envoys simultaneously launched their assault on Ye Luo, their longswords constantly swinging, releasing innurable sword beams that attacked Ye Luo at the sa ti.
In an instant, Ye Luo was engulfed by countless sword beams, a terrifying aura enveloping the entire warehouse.
Seeing this, Ling Qingya, who was suspended in mid-air, had a change in expression, a flash of concern briefly crossing her eyes.
"Is he dead?"
Watching from a distance, Fang Yan’s eyes flickered with expectant light, hoping that Ye Luo had been thoroughly eradicated.
Unnoticed by everyone else, a white figure silently appeared on the scene—it was none other than the Ruthless Valley Saintess Bing Xin, her gaze quiet and devoid of any emotion as she calmly observed everything.
As the terrifying sword light eventually dissipated, Ye Luo’s figure reappeared before everyone, but the onlookers’ expressions changed upon seeing Ye Luo at this mont.
Ye Luo’s body was radiating a yellow glow, with Nine Yang True Qi erupting and enveloping his entire body, miraculously fending off all the sword lights.
However, this also resulted in a trendous depletion of Ye Luo’s True Qi, but most importantly, the Lingyun Sword in Ye Luo’s hand had unleashed a powerful strength, aiding him in withstanding the strike.
The faces of the Qingyun Sect’s five envoys were extrely solemn.
"This young man’s strength is formidable, execute the strongest strike," commanded the eldest among the Qingyun Sect’s five envoys. Instantly, the other four moved behind him, channeling their cultivation techniques, with all their True Qi converging into their right palms.
In the end, all four right palms were placed on this man’s body, channeling a continuous flow of True Qi into him, swelling his aura until it eventually broke through to the Saint Realm, with a might that pierced the heavens.
"Qingyun united, obliterate!"
Imdiately, the eldest of the Qingyun Sect’s five envoys bellowed, and the strength within him, which had burgeoned by more than tenfold, surged out, focusing entirely on the longsword in his hand and launching a direct assault on Ye Luo.
In that instant, Ye Luo felt an overwhelming force like that of Mount Tai bearing down on him, and a sense of imminent danger large within him. Not daring to be negligent, the strength of his five great unique ridians burst forth unrestrained, surging into the Lingyun Sword and igniting its maximal power.
Boom—
Their longswords clashed as if sparks hitting the Earth, with the full strength of both n violently colliding.
Imdiately, a succession of explosions sounded around them, shattering the ground completely.
At this mont, the combined strength of the Qingyun Sect’s five envoys had been unleashed in their most powerful strike, surpassing the force exerted by a Saint Realm expert.
Ye Luo, on the other hand, had summoned the power of his five unique ridians along with the Lingyun Sword’s strength, which was equally trendous, especially with the sword emitting a terrifying force that resisted the opponent’s strike.
Ripples of fierce energy spread out like waves, and now it was a contest of who possessed the greater strength to overpower the other and erge victorious.
The Qingyun Sect’s five envoys all wore grave expressions, continuously channeling their cultivation techniques, unreservedly transferring their inner strength to the eldest man, from whom it erupted forth.
Ye Luo’s expression was equally grave. The Nine Yang Mystic Art cycled relentlessly, releasing all of the Nine Yang True Qi without reserve. The Lingyun Sword burst forth with power comparable to a superior-grade Spiritual Artifact, with its yellow light intensifying and starting to overpower the green light on the opponent’s longsword.
The faces of the Qingyun Sect’s five envoys turned very unsightly, with the four behind him beginning to pale as their bodies’ True Qi was nearly depleted, seemingly unable to hold on any longer.
"This is bad, young master, this Ye Luo, wielding a Spiritual Artifact, is far too strong. I fear the Qingyun Sect’s five envoys will not be able to withstand him. We should leave here first," said the four n from the Sanyuan Sect at the Innate Late Stage, their expressions changing as they turned their gaze towards Fang Yan.
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