latelenovela Chapter 88 Clash
Chapter 88 Clash
"Who goes there?" The old monster Minggui took to the air and looked toward the source of the voice. He saw a large group of cultivators dressed in brown Taoist robes rushing toward them. They were from the Wudang Mountain lineage.
The person who just claimed to be taking a share of the opportunity was Gu Changpeng, the Grand Elder of Wudang Mountain. This old monster's cultivation had reached the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage. He was famous for his self-created "Soaring Ten Thousand Miles" killing move and was extremely powerful.
"When did you arrive here?" Ming Shan gripped the Vajra Bracelet tightly, looking at Gu Changpeng with a wary expression.
“When you arrived at the entrance to the maze, I felt something was amiss, which is why I have been secretly following you. Now that I see it, it is indeed quite strange. The interior of this Immortal Ruins is extremely mysterious. Several months ago, some elders from Wudang Mountain entered this valley, but they all nearly lost their lives here.”
"The fact that you've managed to get here unscathed shows that your investigation of the Immortal Ruins is far more thorough than ours. But even so, to avoid unnecessary casualties, let's be peaceful and join forces to seize this opportunity, shall we?" Gu Changpeng stroked his beard and spoke calmly.
Behind him, Chen Tianfan also smiled broadly as he looked at the magic array carved on the cliff.
Ming Shan laughed out of anger, pointing at Gu Changpeng and cursing, "You old codger, it's one thing to have the advantage of location to step into the Immortal Ruins first, but you shamelessly come here to ask for opportunities. I think you're still living in the last era and haven't recovered yet!"
Gu Changpeng's previous words were a threat, and he didn't expect Ming Shan to agree at all. Therefore, he didn't intend to discuss anything. His cultivation suddenly erupted, and his soaring power spread out. His whole body was surrounded by powerful spiritual energy, and the disciples with lower cultivation levels around him were so intimidated that they dared not make any rash moves.
“If that’s how Brother Mingshan puts it, then we can only see who has the tougher hand.” Gu Changpeng said in a deep voice, as if issuing a declaration of war. The Wudang Mountain disciples behind him all activated their cultivation, and the surrounding rocks trembled and rolled down from the waves of spiritual energy.
Pei Jiang's face turned red with anger. He also unleashed his cultivation and shouted angrily at Ming Shan, "Brother Ming Shan, if you can tolerate this, then our three major sects won't be able to survive in the martial world!"
Although Ming Shan did not speak at this moment, he was already furious. His veins bulged and his cultivation also erupted. The other disciples of Quanzhen Sect and Chang'an City family were also ready to make a move at any time. A great battle was about to break out.
"Gu Changpeng! You old codger, how dare you challenge my Quanzhen Sect? All disciples, charge!" Ming Shan's Vajra Bracelet shone brightly as he led the charge towards Wudang Mountain.
Gu Changpeng was not to be outdone, and his natal magic weapon, a longsword, materialized as he led over a hundred disciples from Wudang Mountain to meet the challenge.
Although the Quanzhen Sect had a large force composed of various families in Chang'an City, giving them a numerical advantage, the inner sect of Wudang Mountain was known for its grueling training. It had extremely strict requirements for the disciples' spiritual power cultivation and physical training, so every disciple was an elite, making them of higher quality than those from the Quanzhen Sect.
However, Quanzhen Taoism is one of the three major Taoist sects, and its foundation in immortal arts and Taoist techniques is much deeper than that of other sects. Therefore, it is currently in a stalemate, and it depends on which side will change first.
While the two sides were engaged in fierce fighting, Zhang Yunling took the opportunity amidst the chaos to study the mysterious magic array on the stone wall.
"This formation is somewhat similar to the one I saw in the Quanzhen Sect's scripture pavilion; it's like a spirit-summoning formation that requires the activation of some special mechanism to open..."
These kinds of magic arrays are usually very strange and complex. Zhang Yunling only has a superficial understanding of them, so he doesn't know how long it would take to forcibly break them.
However, thinking of the mysterious gourd he had obtained earlier, Zhang Yunling found another opportunity. He secretly took the gourd out of his storage bag and quietly brought it close to the magic circle on the stone wall, but there was no reaction at all.
"Why...why isn't it working?" Zhang Yunling became somewhat anxious. If this was just an ordinary mortal gourd, then his plan to monopolize the opportunity would be meaningless, and he would have no choice but to join the Quanzhen Sect in dealing with Wudang Mountain.
But things are unpredictable. Since that little leader of the Thief Heaven Sect put the inheritance map and this gourd together, there must be a reason for it. Besides, this gourd has been engraved with a Nascent Soul Realm seal. What cultivator would be so idle as to seal and lock up a mortal plant that has no spiritual energy fluctuations?
Just as Zhang Yunling was racking his brains for a solution, he suddenly recalled the image of that map.
Besides the gourd-shaped marker, there seemed to be another path at the fork in the maze that resembled a mountain stream, but it had been overlooked. Because everyone's attention, including his, was focused on the gourd-shaped marker, they ignored the actually quite obvious stream.
"Could it be...?" Zhang Yunling trembled. He thought of a possibility and immediately set off towards the mountain stream.
Because they needed to go back, they would inevitably pass through the area where the Quanzhen Sect and Wudang Mountain were fighting. Zhang Yunling had no choice but to use the Divine Speed Ghost Step the whole way, as he didn't want to have his stamina wasted by this group of people before he could seize any opportunities.
However, he did not choose to flee immediately, but stopped and watched for a while. After all, this kind of melee between hundreds of people and the super duel between two late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators and one peak Nascent Soul cultivator was still very valuable for broadening his horizons.
At this moment, Gu Changpeng had completely unleashed the power of his Nascent Soul Perfection Realm. Every punch he threw was like a hurricane sweeping across the land, causing the earth to crack and sand and stones to fly everywhere, a truly terrifying sight.
Ming Shan and Pei Jiang joined forces to deal with Gu Changpeng. Because Pei Jiang was in the early stage of Nascent Soul and Ming Shan was in the late stage of Nascent Soul, they could not gain the advantage in numbers against Gu Changpeng, who had reached the Great Perfection of Nascent Soul and also cultivated his physical body.
However, once a cultivator enters the Nascent Soul realm, they truly embark on the path of cultivation. Like Gu Changpeng, every attack of Ming Shan would unleash a monstrous wave of energy, causing Golden Core disciples to flee in terror wherever he went.
After more than a dozen rounds of fighting, Gu Changpeng saw that the Wudang Mountain disciples were gradually suffering casualties. He decided to finish the battle quickly. With his hands forming hand seals, he activated his magic, and spiritual power was rapidly transported from his nascent soul in his abdomen to the meridians throughout his body, gradually gathering in his limbs and bones.
With his mastery of the principles of magic, Gu Changpeng can combine several different immortal techniques into a killing move. He can unleash multiple different magical attacks with a single move, an offensive technique that can only be mastered after reaching the Nascent Soul stage.
At this moment, Gu Changpeng had been dodging enemy attacks while charging up his power. When he found the right moment and Ming Shan and Pei Jiang were both within his attack range, he made hand seals and released his killing move - Peng Cheng Wan Li!
Starting from Gu Changpeng, an extremely powerful hurricane gradually rose within a hundred meters in front of him. Wherever it went, the ground rocks crumbled and the sky clouds swirled. The once wide valley was now like a natural disaster, destroying all the surrounding cliffs and precipices!
Chen Tianfan immediately realized that the battlefield might get out of control. He used magic to enhance his attack power and movement speed, quickly dividing the battlefield and scattering the Quanzhen Dao people. Then he led the Wudang Mountain disciples to retreat to the rear, avoiding Gu Changpeng's attack range.
Ming Shan, who was in mid-air, was caught off guard by Peng Cheng Wanli's killing move. In desperation, he had no choice but to throw the Vajra Bracelet to Lin Huaidong, the senior disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, and ask him to cover the retreat of the other Quanzhen Sect and Pei family disciples.
Lin Huaidong had been in seclusion for several years to break through his cultivation, and at this time he had reached the Great Perfection of the Golden Core stage and even the half-step Nascent Soul stage. Although he had never experienced what Zhang Yunling was going through, he knew a little about the existence of the Vajra Bracelet.
The situation was critical, and he had no time to think. He nodded vigorously and immediately poured his spiritual power into the Vajra Bracelet, activating its power to form a defense and cover his disciples as they retreated from the battlefield.
Gu Changpeng was, after all, at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage, a realm where he was already close to the Divine Transformation stage. Compared to Ming Shan, who had only recently entered the late Nascent Soul stage, Gu Changpeng's spiritual energy reserves and cultivation foundation were much deeper.
At their level, the difference between each minor rank is decades or even centuries. Without the Vajra Bracelet as a boost, Ming Shan is already struggling to cope with Peng Cheng Wan Li's killing move.
The hurricane formed several tornadoes, which then gradually coalesced into a huge wind mass resembling a large bird, tens of meters long, which relentlessly crushed towards the Mingshan.
Ren Jixing flew out from the crowd. His specialty was wind magic, and although he couldn't offer much help in this level of combat, he could at least cover the other disciples behind her. At this moment, she raised her magic fan and activated her magic, stubbornly resisting the oncoming hurricane.
Zhang Yunling was on edge. He was hiding inside a destroyed rock wall, quietly observing the battlefield and looking for an opportunity to escape. He had also sensed the fork in the road leading to the stream with his divine sense.
"A Nascent Soul level monster, terrifying indeed..." Zhang Yunling recalled the painful memories of when his cultivation was destroyed, and his yearning for the strong deepened.