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第八十二章 引虫笛与控鸟琴

"Brother Shen, do you see the Fire Spirit Sect suddenly acting against their allies? What could be the reason?"

A dark-faced cultivator's brows were furrowed. As an elder of the Stellar Firmament Sect, he had always been on good terms with the Fire Spirit Sect. Now that his ally had betrayed him, he was not only shocked but also filled with anger.

"How should I know?"

The Shen cultivator was a white-haired old man. He was the head of a cultivation family, and his ancestors were once disciples of the Fire Spirit Sect. They could be considered close kin. However, this time, they were even being targeted for extermination, which left him utterly puzzled.

Had the Fire Spirit Sect gone mad? Were they even willing to kill their allies? Could they become public enemies in the entire Yanzhou cultivation world?

The two Foundation Establishment cultivators exchanged a glance and remained silent.

"Whether or not we'll be public enemies is unclear. But if we're not careful, we might not survive this ravine," said the old man.

While discussing, a sudden shout caught their ears, accompanied by the faint sound of beastly roars. The remaining cultivators stood up, looking uncertain towards the distance.

"What's happening?" Two high-ranking experts exchanged glances and flew forward in a flash of light.

"Monster... monster beasts," several bloodied cultivators staggered over, their faces filled with terror. They were disciples responsible for guarding the perimeter; seeing this scene, everyone else looked even more grim.

The Shen Foundation Establishment expert's expression darkened as he extended his divine sense.

"What did you find out, Brother Shen?"

Although they were both at the same stage of cultivation, it wasn't the dark-faced cultivator’s forte to extend his divine sense. Other Flexible Spirit period cultivators also cast curious glances towards him.

"A large group of monster beasts is heading this way."

The news turned everyone's faces ashen. In the Stream Leap Ravine, they had to guard against both the Fire Spirit Sect and these beastly creatures.

Instantly, some cultivators wanted to leave. They were a temporary assembly, so when disaster struck, each tried to save themselves.

However, the fastest fliers among them only flew a thousand meters before emitting a heart-wrenching cry. Above them, a swarm of strange birds descended from the sky; the monster beasts had arrived.

The two Foundation Establishment cultivators who had been furious at someone fleeing privately now looked grave. Blood-tufted Eagles were first-rate medium-grade monsters. Though individually weak, they preferred to act in groups, making them a nightmare for cultivators.

Why did this happen now? Could it be that the Fire Spirit Sect was behind it?

Watching those two fleeing cultivators being torn apart by blood-tufted eagles mid-air sent chills down everyone's spines.

However, this was just the beginning. A rustling sound entered their ears as countless colorful and grotesque insects emerged from the ground. While a few were larger than others and could be considered monster beasts, the sheer number of these toxic creatures made even cultivators feel overwhelmed.

"Do not panic; as long as we stay together, those strange birds and bugs won't harm us."

The Shen Foundation Establishment expert's loud voice calmed everyone down. Running away quickly meant certain death. Working together had a chance for survival.

Facing death, ordinary people would unleash their greatest potential. How much more so for cultivators?

Various colored lights flickered as the cultivators revealed their treasures. Some raised spiritual artifacts, others held talismans in hand, and many used the Five Elements techniques.

Feathers flew, insects buzzed, and a significant number of monster beasts were felled. However, these beastly creatures were fearless and continued to charge forward.

At this moment, just under ten miles away from where the cultivators were surrounded, a massive rock weighing several thousand catties stood on the ground with four people atop it.

They all wore crimson robes, with flames swirling at their hemlines. The two in front had two flames each, while the two young men behind them had only one.

In the Fire Spirit Sect, one flame represented the Flexible Spirit period, and two flames signified the Foundation Establishment stage.

The two disciples of the Flexible Spirit period held musical instruments. One on the left was a crystal green flute, and the other on the right was an ancient-looking harp.

They played their instruments urgently, and the music contained a chilling aura of slaughter. If one used Inner Vision to observe, they could see circles of essence energy emanating from both the flute and the harp as the music played.

These weren't ordinary musical instruments; they were spiritual artifacts!

"Master Uncle's crafted insect-drawing flute and bird-controlling lute are truly powerful."

"Yes, Master Uncle is indeed our Fire Spirit Sect’s top expert. He could create such miraculous spiritual artifacts,"

...

The two Foundation Establishment cultivators marveled at the power of these instruments. The master uncle they spoke of was none other than Elder Li, the only one in the sect who had entered the Condensation Core stage.

"Flute boy, lute boy, drive the monster beasts to attack more fiercely and exterminate those cultivators," said the Foundation Establishment cultivator on the left with a sinister expression. His name was Xiang Wu, known for his love of killing within the Fire Spirit Sect.

The music grew more urgent. Although there were many monsters, their grades were slightly lower, especially the insects, which contained potent toxins but weren't all classified as monster beasts.

These twenty or so remaining cultivators were not weaklings; working together, they managed to withstand the onslaught. The two Foundation Establishment cultivators, with their spiritual artifacts in full display, fought valiantly and decimated the strange birds and toxic insects.

"Brother, it looks like we need to intervene. Otherwise, we won't be able to exterminate them," Xiang Wu turned his head.

"Agreed."

The other Foundation Establishment cultivator, Dong Fei, nodded and waved his hand. A blood-red light enveloped the four of them before they took off into the air with a whoosh towards their target.

Qin Yan used her hand seal to guide a blue-luminous immortal sword that descended from the sky, transforming into an eight-to-ten-meter-long giant sword. With a thunderous boom, it cleaved a massive beetle larger than an ox in two.

"Huff huff." The Cloudy Immortal's delicate features were flushed with exertion as sweat dripped down her forehead. Most of the insects were worthless, but this one had reached first-grade supreme grade monster status. Several cultivators had already fallen victim to its toxins, and both Foundation Establishment cultivators were entangled by blood-tufted eagles before Qin Yan finally dealt with it.

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