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第五卷 天云十二州 第一千一百三十九章 玉罗蜂发威

Master Uncle, did I see correctly?

Wu Yun'er covered her mouth with her hand, her face filled with shock. Ouyang Qinxin's expression was similar on the side, although they all knew that Red Cloud Valley had been taken over by the Wei Family after its fall and became their new main base. They hadn't expected there to be so many cultivators here.

A rough count showed that more than ten thousand beams of遁光 (flying light) were approaching them. Of course, apart from the disciples of the Wei Family, a large portion were bald monks from the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect.

Over ninety percent were low-grade disciples in the Flexible Spirit and Foundation Establishment periods. Such an aggressive stance was indeed somewhat strange.

What could their opponents be planning?

Lin Xuan's eyes narrowed. Was it to drain his mana?

His guess was already very close to the truth, but there was still something that puzzled him. Both he and Qinxin were at the Incubated Soul stage; relying on numbers would certainly drain their mana, but wouldn't the old monsters from the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect be afraid of a backlash from below? After all, such behavior for low-grade disciples was akin to suicide.

Everyone's life could only happen once. Even an Incubated Soul stage monster couldn't force so many enemies to face certain death.

Over these two hundred years, Lin Xuan had faced countless dangers and battles, with hundreds of cultivators falling at his hands.

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However, from the surface, there were indeed a lot, but for the purpose of refining treasures, it was still far from enough.

For example, back when Extreme Demon Tyrant collected souls to refine this treasure, he gathered ten thousand souls in one go. That number was just the beginning; over the years, that old monster had killed millions of冤魂 (wrongfully dead souls) for the refinement process.

Mountains of corpses and rivers of blood, but those were only human souls. In ancient Youzhou, there weren't even a million cultivators.

Thus, the Ten Thousand Soul Banner was clearly more powerful than the treasure Moon'er held.

This rain was an opportunity for Lin Xuan; with over ten thousand enemies in front of him, since it was either life or death, he wouldn't hold back. Although this number wasn't as impressive as Extreme Demon Tyrant's collection, these weren't ordinary human souls but cultivators.

Even low-grade disciples at the Flexible Spirit stage had soul qualities that were several levels higher than humans.

With all these gathered together, Lin Xuan was more than willing to welcome it. To drain his mana...

Lin Xuan's lips curled into a mocking smile as he pulled out a small bag about the size of a palm.

He reached for it and took it from his waistband with his right hand, raising it slightly before placing it on top of his head.

The mouth of the bag opened wide, revealing a purple-red flash inside.

Zzzz...

A heart-stirring sound entered their ears. Following that, an odd purple-red wind spun around Lin Xuan's head.

It obscured the sky and covered an area of several dozen acres.

"What... this..."

Not only were the cultivators far away stunned, but even Moon'er and Qinxin behind him looked shocked on their faces.

Moon'er was temporarily set aside; Ouyang, at least at the Incubated Soul stage, had experienced many storms. But she had never seen such a magnificent swarm of insects before.

It covered the sky, with at least seven or eight thousand in number.

They were creatures she had never seen before, resembling yellow bees but three times larger, roughly the size of an infant's fist.

Their bodies were adorned with purple-red patterns, and their wings produced a heart-stirring buzzing sound when they flapped.

If there was just one, it wouldn't be much to worry about. But with tens of thousands gathered together, the two women felt a cold sweat.

Of course, these were the strange insects Lin Xuan had raised for years.

And he had only unleashed half of them now. These insects grew extremely slowly but reproduced quickly. Although Lin Xuan hadn't found an effective method to accelerate their growth (feeding top-grade crystal stones was too expensive; even a cultivator at the Loose Immortal stage couldn't afford it), he never gave up. Even if they weren't fully mature, with such numbers, they were still formidable enough as a force against low-grade cultivators.

Facing this sky-obscuring swarm of insects, the beams of flying light from their opponents clearly slowed down. The low-grade disciples looked at each other in confusion; although they didn't know what kind of insect it was, its appearance alone gave them an ominous feeling.

"Brothers, there's no need to be afraid. Although the驱虫术 (insect repelling technique) is powerful, it takes hundreds of insects to deal with a cultivator. With so many of us, we have nothing to fear," a bald monk in gray robes shouted, using his divine hearing ability to communicate over great distances. He had a fierce appearance and was roughly at the Condensed Core middle stage.

"Brother said correctly; what are we afraid of with such numbers?"

"Charge! Whoever beheads Lin Xuan or Ouyang Qinxin can join the Venerable Buddha's seat and receive a reward of one million crystal stones. Let's give it our all."

"Prosperity comes from danger, go!"

The shouts echoed everywhere; originally hesitant Wei Family disciples and Ten Thousand Buddha Sect monks now had burning eyes. If they were in normal times, they wouldn't dare face Incubated Soul cultivators, but those two rewards were incomparably tempting.

Low-grade disciples at the Flexible Spirit stage didn't need to be mentioned; even Foundation Establishment cultivators with a few thousand crystal stones would consider themselves wealthy. One million was a dream that couldn't be imagined, enough to solve their worries about medicinal materials for life.

The Venerable Buddha of the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect had such an exalted status and power; joining his sect meant a high possibility of Incubating Souls.

Such a chance to rise to prominence, who would miss it? Even if they risked their lives, they would still give it a try.

"Charge!"

As expected by a saying: great rewards bring brave men. Over ten thousand cultivators each unleashed their treasures; although most were灵器 (magical artifacts), the sheer number was astonishing.

"Quickly!"

Lin Xuan raised his right hand and pointed at the sky, and with his divine consciousness guiding it, a buzzing sound erupted as the purple-red insect cloud rushed towards the opponents.

On one side were ten thousand cultivators, while on the other, there were seven or eight times more magical insects. Who would win was now unclear.

However, Lin Xuan was confident. His divine abilities were clear to him; although the玉罗蜂 (Jade Silk Bee) wasn't fully mature and couldn't match high-grade cultivators, it excelled in dealing with large numbers of low-grade cultivators.

Indeed, the驱虫术 (insect repelling technique) relied on numbers. Normally, at least a hundred times more magical insects were needed to deal with an ordinary cultivator. But the玉罗蜂 was different; as one of the top-ranked creatures in the Realm of Human Magical Insects, it possessed unique toxins that wouldn't put them at a disadvantage against these small fellows.

Boom!

The two sides collided. The magical insects didn't gather together; they would become easy targets if they did. The insect cloud swerved away, forcing each opponent to fight individually.

"Master Uncle..." Wu Yun'er was speechless as she watched Lin Xuan with his hands behind his back and a relaxed demeanor. Ouyang Qinxin blinked her eyes, looking at Lin Xuan's back with a complex expression.

The more one put in, the more they would get. Although Lin Xuan looked glorious now, it could be inferred that he had faced countless dangers over these two hundred years and endured much hardship...

Ouyang's eyes flashed with complexity. However, Lin Xuan didn't notice; even with his divine consciousness and after blood sealing to master so many jade silk bees, it wasn't easy for him.

Lin Xuan didn't want to lose too many magical insects in this battle; that would be a waste. So although he appeared relaxed, he was fully focused on the fight.

Magic light flashed continuously, explosions erupted, and cries of pain echoed. Unexpectedly, from the start, this battle tilted heavily towards one side.

Back when the Jade Silk Bees were young, they had even given Lin Xuan trouble. Although not yet mature, they still showed the ferocity of wild creatures.

They flew up and down, their small size making them agile. They chose very tricky attack angles.

Foundation Establishment cultivators fared better, but for those at the Flexible Spirit stage, they originally possessed low-grade magical artifacts, and their control was immature. Not only did they fail to hit the jade silk bees, but they were instead targeted by the venomous stingers of the opponents.

Although it wasn't a fatal poison, with their meager cultivation, they couldn't suppress the toxins. In an instant, they trembled and fell from the sky...

About fifty percent of the ten thousand cultivators were at the Flexible Spirit stage; in other words, just by making contact, half of the opposing forces' combat strength was lost numerically.

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