Demon Sword Sect’s Undercover
Chapter 460 - 460 459 Sea Breeze 3

460: Chapter 459 Sea Breeze 3 460: Chapter 459 Sea Breeze 3 In their field of vision, dozens of black dots were rapidly approaching, and their target, without any hesitation, was the Tiger Fang Pirate Group.

The air carried the dangerous effect of a declining divine machine, indicating that the cultivators were extracting spiritual energy from the surrounding space, accumulating techniques, and making final preparations for the attack.

Similarly, the Tiger Fang Pirate Group also showed no weakness.

Their originally slow movement suddenly accelerated as the cultivators widened the battle distance and collided with the enemy.

Throughout the entire process, there was no shouting, no communication; everyone had a clear understanding of what they were about to encounter.

As the two pirate groups neared each other, the cultivators spread out, and the numerical difference between the two sides became apparent.

The Tiger Fang Pirate Group had over sixty people, while the Cang Sea Pirates had fewer than forty—a notably unbalanced battle.

“A 30% difference in numbers; this Cang Sea Pirate group is truly audacious!” Yin Zhilong was excited.

Such battles were rare in the cultivation world, usually occurring between major powers, and even small countries might not be able to gather so many Tongtian Realm cultivators.

At least for him, this was a first.

It is said that the Jinxiu Continent is becoming more chaotic.

Although they don’t feel it deeply on their occasional outings, they have started seeing signs of this conflict at sea.

At a distance of a hundred yards between the two groups, an intense storm of techniques suddenly formed at the point of contact, mingling fire, ice arrows, whirlwinds, golden cones, flying swords, and various other methods.

Then, just before contact, they suddenly dispersed, like two flocks of startled birds.

When cultivators brawl, unless they’re from the same sect with the same foundations and practice the same formations, they can display the power of battle formations.

Otherwise, a group of temporarily assembled cultivators could not possibly coordinate silently; they would need to find their opponents on the battlefield and fight one-on-one.

No one wanted to try their luck and end up as the target of a barrage from a dozen opponents; at the level of the Tongtian three realms, without the support of the Dao Realm, the power disparity wasn’t too drastic.

It was possible for someone to manage two or three opponents at once, but managing a dozen would be a joke.

Like the meeting of needle and wheat, within moments, dozens of small battlegrounds formed, some one-on-one, others small groups.

Techniques exploded, magical treasures flew, talismans were thrown, and flying swords surged… For a moment, it was dazzling to the eye, making it difficult to focus on any specific individual.

However, some still managed to discern the essentials amidst the chaos.

Yin Qingsi raised an eyebrow, “The Tiger Fangs have sixty-three people: six in the Natural Realm, twenty-nine in the God Sensing Realm, and twenty-eight in the Tongxuan Realm.

The Cang Sea Pirates have thirty-nine: three in the Natural Realm, fifteen in the God Sensing Realm, and twenty-one in the Tongxuan Realm.

This battle will be tough for the Cang Sea Pirates!”

Yan Baiyi was very impressed, “Sister has insightful eyes, as expected.

But I’ve heard that the Shan Sect swordsmen are skilled in chaotic fighting.

Let’s wait and see.”

Indeed, the battlefield was chaotic.

Due to the intense fluctuations of divine machines, divine sense could not be transmitted far.

The battlefield was right above the dense grass fish, making the space relatively crowded.

Everyone could only see part of the battle, with many fights commingling in the center, exceptionally perilous.

Only the most powerful cultivators or those forced by circumstance would find themselves trapped in the middle of the battlefield.

Fighting here meant constantly being aware of several battles around you; anyone with sinister intentions could suddenly strike, and of course, you could also take someone by surprise.

This greatly tested a cultivator’s adaptability, endurance, and resolve; to leisurely engage in Peaceful Fist fighting here was impossible.

The situation was extremely fierce, and the cruelty far surpassed the imagination of the guests from the north.

Even the hearty and fierce Northern Cultivators would seldom encounter such silent but deadly brutality.

As cultivators continuously plummeted from the sky, even Yan Baiyi and Yin Zhilong, who had just boasted wildly, wisely shut their mouths.

These southwestern cultivators were truly ferocious, which also suggested that their rivalry was not merely a simple dispute over interests among pirates.

In such a reckless clash, if the four of them faced any side, even with the skills of Yan Baiyi and Yin Qingsi, they would stand no chance of surviving.

Indeed, it seemed that boasting was inappropriate.

Compared to these bandits with beliefs, the loose cultivators around weren’t of the same caliber.

Yan Baiyi’s heart stirred slightly; he had always thought that the Northern Cultivators were warlike and fierce.

However, it now appeared it was just his wishful thinking.

In Jinxiu Continent, no place could be underestimated.

His Divine Sense tightly locked onto the battlefield.

A moment later, he frowned slightly, “What’s going on?

Eleven people fell, among them eight are Cang Pirates, including two from the Natural Realm!

And the Cang Pirates only lost three people?”

“What happened?

From the looks of the outer battlefield, it seems that the Cang Pirates aren’t at an advantage.

Elder sister, with your profound insight, have you noticed anything?”

Yin Qingsi’s “profound insight” was not just a metaphor; she truly had mastered a unique skill that allowed her to discern the essence of things amidst myriad changes, seeing farther and deeper.

Yin Qingsi was also a bit puzzled.

She indeed saw something, but it wasn’t clear enough yet.

“There is one of the Cang Pirates, mingling in the center of the battlefield to hunt!

I’m certain he has already killed three!

And there are others, hidden from view, whose deaths among the Cang Tiger Pirates he is responsible for at least half of them.

And moreover…”

The other three were very curious.

Yan Baiyi could hardly contain himself, “Sister Qingsi, what else is there?

Please speak, you’re making me anxious.”

Yin Qingsi was very puzzled, “That person indeed uses a sword, but why does his way of using a sword resemble the Stone Clan of the Northern Grasslands?

Is this my illusion?”

Yan Baiyi’s expression grew serious.

He knew well that this sister from Mo Heshan was cautious, insightful, sparing of words, yet always substantial.

The Stone Clan’s Golden Bloodline indeed hung like a sword over the heads of the major powers in the north.

These people had a strange inheritance, were stubborn, had strong cohesion, fought fiercely without fear of death, and although their overall strength was not vast and they had limited scales and a singular Daoist tradition, they were a force that no one could subdue.

The Golden Bloodline cultivators of the Stone Clan had only one way of fighting: with the sword.

They had no spells, no variations, not even Flying Swords, just close-quarters sword combat combined with Body Cultivation Techniques.

Jinxiu Continent didn’t classify them under the Sword Sect because the sole criterion for a Sword Sect was the Flying Sword.

What kind of Sword Sect are you without a Flying Sword?

In such a place, with the vastly different terrains of the sea and the grasslands, the appearance of a figure from the Stone Clan on the Jinxiu Continent incites ponderation about the deeper causes.

Has the Stone Clan of the Grasslands colluded with the Shan Sect?

Could this be possible?

Historically, as these two factions were too far apart with no practical interactions, each deemed themselves orthodox, neither acknowledging the other; but history does not represent the present.

At the onset of chaos on the Jinxiu Continent, any situation might arise.

“It’s rather vague, let me look carefully.”

Yin Qingsi was not certain either.