Cultivation: I Have Studied Abroad in the Modern World
Chapter 277 - 165: Killing the Monkey to Warn the Chickens, Ancestor Help Me!

Chapter 277: Chapter 165: Killing the Monkey to Warn the Chickens, Ancestor Help Me!

Inside the Jiushan Sect.

The moment Blood River Ancestor appeared, the sect’s great array emitted dazzling white light, evidently beginning to operate rapidly.

In the mountains, the Sect Leader and Master Pang stood side by side.

"Brother!"

"Junior brother, the ancestor and I will maintain the array, not sure if we can withstand him for a moment... you go... find Nephew Zhang, protect her, do not delay, hurry."

The Sect Leader’s breathing was somewhat rapid; he flung the Array Plate in his hand, which grew larger in the air, looking like an icy moon hanging high in the sky. The moonlight enveloped the entire Jiushan Sect’s valley, blocking the sinister aura seeping from Blood River.

Blood River Ancestor had not yet made a move, but both were already feeling suffocated—

Master Pang’s expression darkened, understanding what his elder brother meant:

Divinity Transformation, cannot be matched by Nascent Souls!

He nodded.

Turned and headed towards the ninth peak.

At the moment he turned, he felt a heart-pounding pain from behind, Master Pang couldn’t help turning back in terror, looking towards Blood River Ancestor.

Blood River Ancestor originally held Immortal Swords in both hands, but now the sword in his right hand had disappeared!

"Brother!"

Master Pang cried out, his voice filled with deep sorrow.

Having never witnessed a Divinity Transformation striking, they had already overestimated its power.

But the momentary crisis of life and death made him realize—

In front of Divinity Transformation, they, the Nascent Souls, might not stand a single chance!

"What the noise!"

The voice of the Sect Leader came.

Master Pang turned back to see the Sect Leader’s head covered in cold sweat, obviously also terrified.

"You... that flying sword?" Master Pang stammered, looking confused.

"How would I know, it seemed to fly outward... flew awry?"

The Sect Leader muttered.

...

"Blood River Ancestor! Have you gone mad!"

Thousands of miles away, on a mountain peak, watching a blood-colored flying sword approaching, Tongming Master couldn’t help but shout.

His body flashed with mysterious light, and a magical mirror flew out, shooting an icy blue light towards that flying sword.

The mysterious light collided with the sinister aura on the Immortal Sword, explosions echoed one after another, even the Sect Leader inside Jiushan Sect could see the intense collision of Spiritual Energy in the atmosphere, melting and extinguishing.

The most surprising thing was, it was clearly just a confrontation between two Magical Treasures.

But within thousands of miles of void around, a sense of weight began to emerge.

Tongming Master managed to stabilize the Immortal Sword, but his figure seemed somewhat ethereal, almost feeling like dissipating.

Anger surged on his face: "Blood River Ancestor! Are you trying to fight me to the death?"

Clearly, blocking this sword was not easy for him.

The biggest reason was—he did not expect that the first attack would come towards him.

Just a moment ago, he was still pityingly thinking of Jiushan Sect...

"Fight to the death?" Blood River Ancestor laughed, his voice hoarse but interesting, "I am here in person, speaking of fighting to the death, do you dare?"

Tongming Master fell silent for a moment.

Apparently unable to rebut.

Qingyun Great Saint beside him also twitched his eyelid.

"You two are afraid of getting entangled with the Karmic consequences of Xuanwei Realm, not daring to enter Xuanwei with your real bodies," Blood River Ancestor’s voice still confident, "I am here already, what is there to fear?"

With that, the flying sword in midair turned and stabbed towards Tongming Master again.

Tongming Master became more frustrated, the magical mirror continuously emitting beams of light, entangling with that Immortal Sword.

But Tongming Master’s figure also became more transparent, seemingly struggling to continue.

"What will you do!"

He wanted to flee, but the flying sword was also fast, at this moment seemingly in a dilemma of being unable to advance or retreat.

Moreover, Qingyun Great Saint beside him seemed somewhat eager to move—this person would not fight him to death, but was too willing to take advantage of others.

"I kill you, and these people of Jiushan Sect, will know how to choose..."

Sect Leader and Master Pang watched in confusion within the sect, hearing these words, they were even more baffled.

Isn’t it... you want us to choose, but choose what?

"You go ahead and explain first!"

"Blood River Ancestor, you..." Far away, Master Tongming’s tone also showed confusion, "What does Jiushan Sect’s decision have to do with me!"

"I just want to show Jiushan Sect that if they hand over Zhang Wuyi, they still have a chance to live, otherwise... even your Divinity Transformation won’t survive!"

"...Your Divinity Transformation has scrambled your brains!" Master Tongming’s voice trembled heavily, clearly furious, "If you want to capture Zhang Wuyi, then attack Jiushan Sect!"

"That Zhang Wuyi, fully aware of the sect’s peril, yet willing to return to the sect, clearly has a staunch character."

"What if I push her too hard and she fights to death?"

...

Sect Leader and Master Pang looked at each other, what did this mean?

Kill Master Tongming, this monkey, to warn us chickens?

...

Blood River Ancestor turned around, smiled at the two of them, and another Immortal Sword disappeared!

The next moment.

From beneath Jiushan, a tragic scream of Jiushan Ancestor came —

"The array has broken!"

Following the scream, the land at the foot of the mountain trembled as if there was an earthquake.

The Jiushan Sect’s Mountain Protection Array flickered thrice and then unexpectedly revealed a huge gap, within which was another Immortal Sword of Blood River Ancestor.

The Sect Leader’s heart chilled, this person’s mind was indeed strange.

But with one sword, Jiushan Sect’s great array broke.

He is indeed mad and formidable...

"Hand over Zhang Wuyi, and I might spare you two."

The Immortal Sword spun and landed in Blood River Ancestor’s hand.

Holding the flying sword lightly, Blood River Ancestor spoke indifferently.

The Sect Leader and Master Pang exchanged a meaningful look from a distance, understanding his implication —

Jiushan Sect doesn’t matter to him.

Neither do the two of them.

This Blood River Ancestor had dismissed them all.

But Zhang Wuyi — he was determined to have her!

Master Pang halted his steps, looking at the summit of Jiushan.

Zhang’s figure appeared before everyone.

Her complexion was calm as she looked at the broken array, and the troubled Master Pang and the Sect Leader.

"Are you Zhang Wuyi?"

Blood River Ancestor looked at her, his eyes curious and somewhat joyful.

It seemed he truly valued her a lot.

"Merely a Nascent Soul in the early stage, I don’t know why Saint Ancestor values you so much..."

"And that Zheng Fa..."

"Actually sent me personally..."

Blood River Ancestor sighed softly.

His tone, besides being perplexed, was also filled with reluctance.

...

"Nephew Zhang..."

Zhang merely nodded lightly at the two men.

She looked toward the foot of the mountain.

The array at the mountain foot was already broken, the aura of Jiushan Ancestor extremely weak, seemingly harmed by that Immortal Sword.

Blood River Ancestor smiled, stretched out his hand, and blood-colored Spiritual Energy gathered in the air, forming a hand larger than Jiushan, grabbing towards Zhang.

The Sect Leader and Master Pang exchanged glances, unable to speak, an Array Plate spun, laying out layers of talisman formation.

Spirit Talisman after another.

All trying to block this giant hand.

But this hand, as if it could corrode various true Spirit Talisman laws, broke through directly, reaching Zhang.

At this moment, Zhang seemed to have just realized, she leaped up, standing in the air, her entire being enshrouded with various streams of Spiritual Energy circuits, as if Jiushan were connected.

"Jiushan is in peril, please..." Her cold voice echoed in the mountains, "Ancestor, aid me!"