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第五卷 天云十二州 第一千三百二十三章 外海风云

While Lin Xuan was rushing through his journey, significant events were unfolding in the Outer Sea cultivation world.

Firstly, Quijin Island, known for its largest market district, was attacked. The cultivators on the island, regardless of their origins, were brutally massacred by the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect and Lihun Valley. Only a few lucky individuals managed to escape from this hellish nightmare.

Then rumors began to spread, suggesting that these two powerful forces aimed not just at the Skyward Sea Pavilion but intended to conquer the entire Outer Sea cultivation world.

This caused widespread panic. However, most of the sects and families in the Outer Sea remained on the sidelines, observing developments. After all, wise men know when to hold their tongues about rumors. While they couldn't dismiss these claims outright, they were skeptical at best.

However, events unfolded far more dramatically than anyone expected. Soon, over thirty major sects and families, including the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect and Lihun Valley, launched simultaneous attacks on various branches of the Skyward Sea Pavilion.

"Senior Sister Ji, can we hold out against this attack by the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect and Lihun Valley?" a 17- or 18-year-old girl, still showing signs of youth, asked timidly. Her voice carried a hint of fear.

The leading late-stage cultivator, who was in her thirties, sighed deeply. She looked at the young girl with a mix of fondness and concern. According to general impressions, a Dan Field cultivator had lived for hundreds of years and would have extensive experience in both combat and worldly matters. However, Tian Sister, who had never left Immortal Isle, was an exception.

She wondered how much use this unworldly cultivator could be if faced with an Incarnation Stage veteran. A moment's distraction might well result in her demise.

What could she do? With the combined forces of two powerful sects attacking, lower-stage cultivators were useless. There weren't enough hands to go around, and Tian Sister was just one among many sent as a token presence.

This situation reflected poorly on their position within the Skyward Sea Pavilion.

"Ha ha, don’t worry about it. Even if the sky falls, Senior Immortal Ruyan will be here to save us. Five hundred years ago, when eighty-one allied sects attacked our pavilion, we managed to survive. This time, too, we’ll make it," said Sister Ji with a smile.

"Senior Sister, that’s true, but this time is different. Senior Immortal Ruyan has the power to traverse heaven and earth, but Lihun Valley might have an Incarnation Stage veteran as well, perhaps more than one," another girl in red said, biting her lip nervously.

"Sister Third, is that true?"

The young girl's face paled at this revelation.

"Stop being so talkative."

Sister Ji was taken aback before her expression turned to annoyance. She glared at the girl dressed in a red robe.

Suddenly, a loud and arrogant laugh echoed through the air: "Hmph, facts are facts. Pretending they don’t exist won’t help you. A mere Ruyan can’t hope to match our three Incarnation Stage seniors. If you wise up, surrender now, and I’ll spare your lives."

Before her words were fully spoken, a cloud of dark magic about the size of an acre drifted in from the horizon. The sound of clashing metal filled the air.

"Sect cultivators of the Dark Path, the enemy is a veteran from Lihun Valley," Sister Ji's leading cultivator said, her face turning pale.

As she spoke, a magical spell was cast, and a clear green jade pillar appeared beside her. The spell infused with it caused the pillar to emit a burst of light, revealing a Taiji symbol that then released thick fog, enveloping the area.

"Hmph, looks like you’re going to suffer for your defiance."

The sound of clashing metal echoed again as the dark cloud began to spin rapidly and contract toward its center. Black mist spread out, releasing a sinister magic into the air.

Next, a black beam of light shot down from the cloud, piercing through the fog with a loud boom.

"Hmph, a mereprohibitive spell can’t challenge me."

The sound faded as the fog closed back up. The Incarnation Stage veteran in the dark cloud was taken aback before becoming enraged. A rumbling noise filled the air as the dark cloud expanded rapidly.

From within the cloud, black fireballs the size of large grinding stones rained down on theprohibitive spell.

"Quickly!" a sharp command rang out. Suddenly, flashes of light illuminated the area as several immortal swords flew from the fog and struck the enemy. The cultivators, despite their fear, managed to hold their ground with the help of theprohibitive spell array.

The Incarnation Stage veteran in the dark cloud was both furious and alarmed. He unleashed another brick-shaped artifact.

However, the Small Pentagram Sword Formation proved effective. Despite their pale faces, the five girls maintained a stalemate.

Not all Skyward Sea Pavilion cultivators were as well-coordinated. In a nearby valley about thirty miles away, seven yellow-robed women stood back-to-back, disheveled and struggling to fend off attackers with theirtreasure.

They had no chance against the Incarnation Stage cultivator, a bald monk from one of the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect’s branches. Despite his formidable power, the women'sprohibitive spell were already broken, and he was ruthless, showing no mercy.

Their deaths seemed inevitable as they fought on their last breaths. One woman fainted in fear, losing control of hertreasure. The others scattered in panic.

"Hmph, it’s too late now. If you had surrendered earlier, the Buddha might have spared your lives. But now that you’re defying us, you must accept your fate," the monk's cold laughter echoed as he waved his sleeves and released multicolored Buddha light, binding the women with ropes before feeding them to the tiger created by his jadeas one wishes.

This brutal fight was not unique; similar scenes played out across Immortal Isle. The air was thick with the stench of blood over a vast area.

The pursuit had only just begun as the battle remained at a stalemate. Not only were Skyward Sea Pavilion cultivators suffering, but even Incarnation Stage cultivators were being hunted down by lower-stage ones usingprohibitive spell arrays.

Ps: Sigh, sorry for the delay on this chapter, but I managed to get it out. Please give me some recommendation votes; I feel like they've been scarce lately. Fellow daoists, please support Huan Yu with your votes—recommendations are free and appreciated by everyone!

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