Cultivation: I Have Studied Abroad in the Modern World
Chapter 279 - 166 What Are You Waiting For_2

Chapter 279: Chapter 166 What Are You Waiting For_2

But to tell the truth, she did not have a good impression of Tongming Master.

"Qingyun!" Blood River Ancestor sneered, "That day your Demon Race’s Seven Great Saints formed an alliance with our Holy Sect... Do you now regret it?"

Qingyun Great Saint’s expression changed back and forth, it was evident that compared to the Great Freedom Demon Ancestor, the title of the Seven Great Saints concerned him more deeply.

He pondered for a moment, then sighed abruptly and transformed into a Golden Winged Great Peng, flying towards Tongming Master.

Tongming Master extended his hand, summoned back his treasure mirror, and battled with it.

Blood River Ancestor smiled, turned his head, his two flying swords linking in qi, their power now doubled from before.

"Zhang Wuyi... the Saint Ancestor is one who cherishes talents, if you surrender now, I will spare your life."

Clearly, even though he had suffered a setback before, without Tongming Master now, he was confident he could capture Zhang.

Sister Zhang did not speak, only the nine peaks in front of her gathered unstably, showing no intention to stop.

...

Blood River Ancestor frowned, even appearing deeply troubled: "I don’t know by what method you are using, being at the Nascent Soul early stage to exert the power of Divinity Transformation..."

"Even I must admire your talent."

"But you now are like a three-year-old wielding a heavy hammer... how long can you last?"

Hearing this, Tongming Master couldn’t help but turn around to look, only then did he notice that the spiritual energy circuit on Zhang Wuyi’s body seemed unable to continue.

Then he saw Zhang Wuyi’s expression, who was only biting her teeth in silence.

He realized that Blood River Ancestor had not spoken falsely.

Wielding power beyond one’s capability must come at a price.

Below, the Sect Leader and Master Pang exchanged glances, their expressions even more worried.

But at this moment, they were simply unable to offer any help.

Sect Leader suddenly brightened his eyes, transmitting a message to Sister Zhang: "Nephew Zhang, you can now take Jiushan and leave."

Originally, they had returned just for the Spirit Vein of the Jiushan Sect.

Seeing Sister Zhang’s current state, able to move these nine giant peaks.

Why should they continue battling here?

Unexpectedly, Sister Zhang just gently shook her head, apparently refusing his suggestion.

The Sect Leader was full of confusion.

Seeing her shaking her head, Blood River Ancestor also took it as a refusal to himself.

He shook his head and said: "Stubbornly clinging to a mistake, then don’t blame me!"

As his voice fell, he shot out the two flying swords in his hands, their qi merging into one red and one black beam of treasure-light, striking Jiushan.

Different from before, the Mountain and River True Form Talisman on the mountain tops flickered in brightness, seeming somewhat unable to withstand.

Sister Zhang clenched her teeth tightly, yet could not help but reveal a pained expression on her face.

It seemed that Blood River Ancestor’s confidence had its reasons; even now Sister Zhang could not match his full strength.

"How about it?"

Blood River Ancestor still seemed to want to capture Sister Zhang alive, and asked again.

Sister Zhang did not speak, only once again raised her hand, and more spiritual light flashed on Jiushan.

...

Tongming Master watched the two exchange blows, turned his head, glanced at Qingyun Great Saint.

Indeed, Qingyun Great Saint truly was a crafty figure; he transformed into a scholar’s appearance, stepping aside.

It seemed like he was letting him run away.

"..."

Tongming Master’s expression changed, he bowed, and without turning his head, flew into the distance.

Qingyun Great Saint indeed did not make a move, just stood in the distance with his hands behind his back, watching the confrontation between Blood River Ancestor and Sister Zhang.

His eyes flickered with golden light, a thoughtful expression on his face, also not intervening in the fight of the two.

Just as Blood River Ancestor had said.

Sister Zhang was originally at the Nascent Soul early stage, the longer the time, the more forced her control over the power of Divinity Transformation became.

As time went on, she was clearly at a disadvantage.

Blood River Ancestor seemed to still harbor hopes of capturing her alive, or maybe he was wary of her territory, and was also willing to drag things out.

The two of them fought from sunrise to sunset, and from moonrise over willow tips until the dawn’s early light, in the blink of an eye, several days had passed.

Zhang was evidently at the end of her rope, and the light over Jiushan was gradually dimming.

Qingyun Great Saint shook his head, seemingly a bit disappointed.

A hint of a smile also appeared on Blood River Ancestor’s face.

Zhang Wuyi was too cunning, and the spiritual power of that un-achieved Transformation person was indeed tremendous.

Fortunately, time was on his side...

"Blood River Ancestor..." Just as he smiled, Zhang suddenly spoke: "I am waiting for my junior brother..."

"What are you waiting for?"

Blood River Ancestor was taken aback, and just above his head where it was bright, he looked up and saw two suns hanging in the sky. Not only that, there was also a crescent moon and some stars.

The next moment, a shadow of a golden bell appeared among the stars.

The golden bell swayed twice in the void.

Then the sky filled with thunderclouds, and countless thunderbolts fell like raindrops.

Blood River Ancestor hadn’t recovered yet.

Beside him, Qingyun Great Saint let out a strange cry: "Thunder Pool! Pocket World Spiritual Treasure!"

After saying this, he transformed into the form of a Golden Winged Great Peng, conjured a streak of golden light, and swiftly flew away, very straightforward indeed.

Hearing this, Blood River Ancestor’s face also drastically changed.

The thunder first dispersed the blood river in the sky.

Blood River Ancestor’s flying sword let out a mournful sound, as if it had been severely damaged.

At that moment, Zhang also found an opportunity; the nine mountains in front of her gathered again and slowly shrank, turning into a stamp-like shape, at the bottom of which were the four runes of the Mountain and River True Form Talisman.

This stamp firmly pressed down on another flying sword, which seemed powerless to retaliate, unable to move.

However, Zhang’s face showed even greater pain.

Clearly, this action placed a tremendous strain on her divine soul.

But in an instant, Blood River Ancestor had one flying sword suppressed, and the other was already injured.

In the sky, the Sun and Moon Clock continued, thundercloud followed by thundercloud.

Thousands of thunderbolts densely struck at him.

Blood River Ancestor’s complexion drastically changed, and his body swayed, transforming into a blood cloud that dispersed, instantly flying in all directions.

He actually fled.

"Zheng!"

Zhang shouted, and the flying sword, seeing its master flee, struggled desperately, and the stamp seemed unable to suppress it anymore.

Zheng Fa, realizing what Zhang meant by not pursuing a desperate enemy, shifted his thoughts, and thousands of thunderbolts changed direction, fiercely striking the restless flying sword.

The flying sword was incredibly unusual, still struggling.

Zheng Fa moved his mind, and said to Zhang: "Zhang, let go of the sword."

Zhang responded with a gesture.

The flying sword seemed to want to fly away but suddenly a portal appeared in the void and directly swallowed the sword...

From afar, there came an angry, heart-wrenching cry of someone in agony, who dared not turn back.

Below, the Sect Leader and Master Pang exchanged glances.

Master Pang seemed somewhat incredulous: "Is this your disciple?"

"Yes."

"Then you don’t need to write a script anymore, having such a disciple, future generations will not forget you."

While everyone was emotionally stirred, a figure slowly appeared; it was the form of Tongming Master, who clasped his hands and said:

"Congratulations to all for overcoming a great calamity... but, Great Freedom Demon Sect has emerged!"