allonlinenovel Chapter 1261 You only run away when you can't win.
Chapter 1261 You only run away when you can't win.
As the group was talking, more than ten sword lights rapidly approached from outside the formation. The leader was a cyan lightning bolt, which was extremely fast, only half a second slower than Meng Qinghong. It suddenly stopped behind Meng Qinghong in a flash.
Jun Linyuan subconsciously looked at that figure. The wind was blowing, his sleeves were fluttering, and his eyes and brows were filled with an undisguised sharpness. He did indeed have the aura of a sword cultivator.
Moreover, this child is clearly from the lower realm, yet he shows no respect or deference to his senior brother from the upper realm. Clearly, his temperament is far superior to others, and he is not bound by rules.
"It's only been a few days since I last saw you, Fellow Daoist Jiang. Your sword intent has soared. It seems your cultivation has improved again. No wonder you dared to come looking for trouble with me."
Jun Linyuan crossed his arms, his eyes looking down at everyone with an air of utter disdain.
Jiang Han glanced at him, said nothing, and then looked at the Purple Thunder Scale behind the other man.
Compared to Jun Linyuan, he was more interested in this Qilin, which he had only seen in records.
The true spirit descendant with the lightning attribute has incredibly useful properties.
Jun Linyuan chuckled: "Oh, Fellow Daoist Jiang, you're interested in Lei Lin? How about I have it accompany you to play somewhere else?"
"Or, if you come to the Myriad Spirits Imperial Dao Sect, I can get you one too, raise it from a young age, and you'll have an even stronger bond."
"Of course, we can also have even better spirit pets if you want."
Meng Qinghong's gaze darkened, interrupting the other party's attempt to win him over:
"Fellow Daoist Jun, there is no need to delay any longer. You have repeatedly seized the inheritance of my Sword Sect. Today, we cannot stop fighting and make peace."
His words carried a chill: "Either retreat now, or you stay here today."
With that, Meng Qinghong flicked his right hand, and a long sword appeared in his palm, which he gripped tightly. The piercing sword intent exploded out, causing Lei Lin to subconsciously squint and turn his head to avoid the chilling aura.
Jun Linyuan let out a soft snort, and his aura exploded. A vast expanse of purple lightning instantly filled the void, forcing back the surrounding cold air.
"Why are you in such a hurry, Fellow Daoist Meng? It's a rare opportunity for us to meet, so let's chat a bit more."
Meng Qinghong said no more, but turned his head and gave the order:
"Leave Jun Linyuan to me, you all go and break the formation."
"Yes!"
The crowd responded, then transformed into sword lights that shot straight toward the formation below. Sword intents of various attributes erupted, causing colorful light to fill the sky and the void to tremble.
Jiang Han also withdrew his gaze from Lei Lin, and with a swift movement, he followed the others and flew forward.
The Sword Sect has mobilized its entire force this time. Apart from one senior brother at the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage who stayed behind to guard the Sword Sect's headquarters, the other thirteen upper sect sword cultivators, plus Jiang Han, a total of fourteen Nascent Soul stage cultivators, are all here.
Jiang Han, Zheng Hanyun, and two other peak early-stage Nascent Soul sword cultivators remained behind, not directly making a move, but simply allowing the ten early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators to continuously slash at the array shield.
They needed to conserve their strength and be prepared to deal with any surprise attacks from the other members of the Wanling Yudao Sect.
Amidst the howling wind, various runes flashed and flickered, and various beast souls and sword spirits roared and howled, urging thousands of feet of sword light to cleave down from the sky, causing the shield to rumble loudly.
Although the display was extremely powerful, its effect was not very obvious. The formation only swayed slightly despite being hit by so many sword lights, and there was no sign of it breaking.
After looking at it for a moment, Zheng Hanyun frowned and said:
"To withstand so many sword attacks, this formation must be at least a high-grade spirit-level formation..."
As if afraid Jiang Han wouldn't understand, he explained further:
"In the Spirit Realm, formations above the Nascent Soul stage are divided into four ranks: Spirit, Profound, True, and Law. A high-ranking Spirit-level formation is equivalent to a ninth-rank formation here, and it takes at least the peak of the mid-Nascent Soul stage or even the late-Nascent Soul stage to break it."
After observing for a moment, his gaze sharpened: "This is the Great Array of Coexistence of All Spirits, activated by the power of thunder."
He looked toward the valley, his voice sharpening: "There are thousands of Nascent Soul stage demonic beasts and monsters in the valley, and the thunderous laws of the Purple Thunder Scale occupy the core of the formation. They coexist with the formation."
"As long as these monsters and spirits are alive, and as long as the lightning doesn't die out, this formation cannot be broken."
"Junior Brother Chen, Junior Brother Hu, let's use the Demon-Slaying Sword Formation."
As soon as he finished speaking, the two peak early-stage Nascent Soul sword cultivators beside him immediately responded and flew to the front of the formation.
The two gave orders, and the other disciples quickly dispersed and appeared above the formation, each occupying a position and faintly forming an irregular rune, while simultaneously unleashing their own sword intent.
Zheng Hanyun explained, "The opponent is using a high-grade Spirit Rank defensive formation, while this Demon-Slaying Sword Formation is our sect's high-grade Spirit Rank offensive formation. It can concentrate the power of the person in the formation into one person's body, causing their strength to increase dramatically."
As they spoke, the rune array began to twist and turn, and with flashes of light, it actually gathered everyone's sword intent onto Senior Brother Hu.
Senior Brother Hu's aura immediately surged, breaking through to the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm and faintly approaching the peak of the mid-stage.
He raised his hand and slashed, the long sword in his hand growing larger in the wind, transforming into a giant sword ten thousand feet long that shimmered with colorful light, slashing down from the sky and striking the thunder shield.
The two collided, creating a deafening explosion that caused mountains to crumble and the earth to split.
The shield trembled violently and cracked rapidly, but soon, with several shrill screams erupting from the valley and blood surging, the formation was restored to its original state in the blink of an eye.
"Continue." Zheng Hanyun's gaze was deep. "If we sacrifice nearly a hundred Nascent Soul demonic beasts in one go, this formation will surely be broken in just ten times!"
The words echoed, and everyone inside the formation heard them clearly.
Seeing the Demon-Slaying Sword Formation activate again, Shen Tingyun's expression turned extremely ugly.
He, a dignified mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, is now forced to hide in an array, surrounded and attacked by a group of early-stage Nascent Soul sword cultivators.
He could have easily left the formation and used Yun Kun's spatial power to toy with these Sword Sect disciples, but in order to protect the three people behind him, he had no choice but to give up his advantage and cower here.
More importantly, these three good-for-nothings who need his protection are still discussing how to escape, without even a thought of fighting back.
Cowardly and afraid of trouble, utterly useless!
At this moment, Shen Tingyun truly had the idea of giving up on these three good-for-nothings.
The other fellow disciples, risking their lives to plunder treasures within various lineages, are now returning to support them with all their might.
Even Senior Brother Jun had to personally confront Meng Qinghong in order to buy time.
Everyone is working hard for the sect, but these three most useless people are the ones who are most relaxed right now.
"We can't let them attack the formation any longer. If this continues, the formation will be breached sooner or later."
Shen Tingyun took a deep breath, her tone solemn.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yue nodded repeatedly: "You're right. If this continues, we'll only be waiting to die. If we leave now, we might still have a chance to survive. Junior Brother Shen, quickly summon Yun Kun, let's escape now."
Shen Tingyun took a light breath, pretending not to hear what the other person said, and said in a deep voice:
"I'll go out and disrupt their formation. You all guard the formation and wait for the others to return. That will be our time to counterattack."
Having said that, he ignored the astonished Xiao Yue and walked out.
Xiao Yue realized what was happening and quickly chased after him to persuade him: "Junior Brother Shen, don't be impulsive. You are no match for Jiang Han. Run away quickly and don't hold Senior Brother Jun back. That's the most important thing."
"I haven't even fought Jiang Han yet, so why does Senior Brother Xiao say I'm destined to lose?"
He paused for a moment, then continued, "Senior Brother Xiao, there's no need to say more. Whether we win or lose, we'll only know after we've fought."