Sovereign to Immortality

A deafening sound came from the distant horizon. When the last word was spoken, the sound had already exploded in the sky above the Western Mountain Village. The village protection formation was shaken by the sound waves, creating layer after layer of ripples.    

The entire Xishan Village immediately fell into chaos once more. Previously, when the protective magical formation suddenly stopped, the attack from the Opening Spirit Sect had already made the villagers aware that Daoist Master Yang Tian wasn't in the village. The opening Spirit Sect's sneak attack had blocked it, but now that a Daoist Master had arrived, how could Xishan Village withstand it?    

"Today is the time for my Xiong Family to take revenge!"    

A long roar sounded out in the sky as a flying sword emitted a sword beam that was over a hundred feet long. This Xiong Mantao was actually a sword cultivator as well!    

As the flying sword flew through the air, countless sword lights rained down on the village protection array. The entire village protection array shook violently, as if it was a bubble that could be broken at any time by Xiong Mantao's sword light.    

At this moment, the formation fog above the western mountains surged, and a yellow light burst out, rendering the entire formation's color golden.    

Every time a sword light fell, the village protection array would constantly have a golden light revolving and flashing. The moment those sword lights stabbed into the defensive array, some of them were directly melted, some were directly destroyed, and some were even obscure.    

"Yuan Magneton Spiritual Light!"    

Xiong Mantao smirked, as if he was extremely clear about the methods of the village protection array, "Don't forget, I was also a true disciple of the Heaven Shaking Sect, how could such a method be enough to deal with me!"    

Xiong Mantao's hand formed a sword sign and pointed out, and the sword light that filled the sky instantly converged into a huge sword of light that was over a hundred feet long. The sword tip was pointed downwards, allowing the magnetic spirit energy to freely sweep around it, and just like that, the huge light barrier was immediately caved in, as if it could crack apart at any time.    

However, just as fear filled the faces of all the villagers in the Western Mountain, a multicolored ray of light shot up into the sky from the Western Mountain. The defensive array that was initially overlaid with the magnetic spirit light was instantly covered with a multicolored layer of light, and countless golden blades, wooden arrows, water spears, fire whips, and earth spikes erupted from the defensive array, surging towards the enormous light sword.    

The sky seemed to instantly turn into the night sky of New Year's Eve. Countless crisp sounds connected into a single piece, and then the entire sky was dyed with a rainbow of colors.    

Only Xiong Mantao was still floating in the air with an ashen face. Looking at the village protection array which was gradually calming down, he said repeatedly, "Good, what a good village protection array, but without a Spiritual Master here, I want to see how you guys can withstand the attack of a Spiritual Master!"    

"Sword, come!"    

Xiong Mantao waved his hand, and the cyan flying sword flew back into his hands. With a slash of his sword, Xiong Mantao split apart the light ray created by the formation, and then rushed into the array.    

"I've finally entered the spell formation. If it weren't for the fact that my Cultivation base is unstable, I wouldn't have taken such a huge risk!"    

Yang Junshan had absolute confidence in his own strength. Originally, he had wanted to fight against Xiong Mantao face to face, as this way, he could avoid the loss of Western Mountain Village because of the battle between the two Spiritual Masters.    

However, Yang Junshan's thoughts were rejected mercilessly by Yang Tian Gang who was worried that his cultivation base was not stable. Using the power of the array to fight against Xiong Mantao, although it would cause great losses to the village, it could protect Yang Junshan from harm to the greatest extent.    

Seeing that Yang Junshan was about to fight, he couldn't help but exhort, "Don't try to be brave, Xiong Mantao is just trying to rob us by taking advantage of the fire. As long as you reveal your cultivation base as a Real Cultivator, there's a good seventy to eighty percent chance that this person will retreat on his own!"    

Yang Junshan laughed: "Since we have spent so much effort to bring him into the array, we must certainly teach him a deep lesson. At the same time, we should also use it to intimidate the other factions. Otherwise, I would have directly shown my power to Song Wei!"    

Yang Tian helplessly shook his head and said, "In short, we have to measure our strength. We mustn't waver our cultivation just because of this!"    

"Rest assured!" "Yes." Yang Junshan answered casually. He glanced at the formation plate that controlled the entire village protection array in the Spirit Spring Room. The huge crystal floating above the formation plate had already consumed one-third of its elemental essence.    

The three Five Element Crystal Stones that he had obtained from the Heaven Shaking Sect were of a lower quality than the one obtained from Yang Junshan in the Sunset Mountains. This caused the power of the village protection array to be greatly reduced.    

Even so, after today's battle, there would only be one of the three Five Elements Crystal Stones left. It would be difficult to find another one, and by then, the power of the village protection array would be greatly reduced.    

Xiong Mantao barged into the village protection formation, surrounded by spells evolved from the five elements' spirit energy. The golden blade, sea of fire, wooden arrows, and earth spikes all rushed towards him.    

"Hehe, the formation is indeed exquisite. Unfortunately, no matter how exquisite the formation is, it can only be destroyed in the face of absolute strength!"    

The flying sword in Xiong Mantao's hand swept out, and a sword light directly split open all kinds of magical attacks that came from all directions. Unable to deal with the magnetic spirit light, the sword light directly cut open a hole in the array space, and before the space closed, a scream of extreme terror could be heard from outside before the scream came to an abrupt end.    

Amidst the shocked cries of the villagers, that sword light landed directly in the middle of the village. It plowed a long trench through the village, and all the houses, livestock, and villagers along the way were spared as they were all buried in the deep ditch.    

In the formation space formed by the five-colored ball of light, Xiong Mantao's voice was like a clap of thunder in the air, "Haha, Yang family, how long can this formation space hold me? "When the power of this formation is exhausted, it will be the day that your Yang Clan will be annihilated."    

"Hehe, that might not be the case!"    

A light laugh suddenly came from the west mountain, and it seemed to ring in everyone's ears, immediately calming down everyone's fear.    

A flash of light came from the west mountain. The villagers did not even have the time to see how the light disappeared before an incredulous and frightened shout suddenly came from the multicolored ball of light suspended in the air above the western mountain village: "No, impossible. Yang Junshan, how could you be, ahh —"    

Looking in the direction of the Xishan Village, he felt the Spiritual Energy fluctuations coming from there and thought to himself: "It really is Xiong Mantao. It seems that the Wang family really harbors ill intentions and should be alerting the sect, but right now it should be about time. It doesn't matter if Xiong Mantao kills his way into Xishan Village, but if he goes up Xishan, it would be too bad!"    

Just as the light beneath his feet rose up, his face suddenly changed, the light under his feet was immediately extinguished, his entire body staggered and almost fell to the ground, he looked at the direction of the Western Mountain Village with a face full of shock, and muttered: "How is this possible, how is this possible!"    

At the border of Wasteland Town, Tan Shusheng looked at Spiritual Master Yuan Fei who stood against the wind. Envy flashed across his eyes, then he immediately bowed and said, "Martial Uncle, please give the order. I will bring all the Martial Brothers and charge into Wasteland Town!"    

Yuan Fei looked at him and nodded, "En, go. Let's finish this quickly. We must take over the base of the Desolate Lands Town before the Heaven Shaking Sect does!"    

"Yes sir!" Tan Shusheng yelled. He looked back at the tens of Spirit Faction Martial Disciples that were already ready to go and said, "Let's go and flatten the town!"    

His cultivation had already reached the pinnacle of the great complete realm, and the only thing that remained was to gather as many cultivation resources as possible to break through into the real realm. As long as he plundered enough cultivation resources, once he successfully advanced to the real realm, he would be able to accomplish what he previously lost.    

"Hold on!"    

While Tan Shusheng was still dreaming about his beautiful future after advancing to the Mortal Realm, Spiritual Master Yuan Fei's sudden shout instantly brought him back to reality.    

He saw dozens of Spirit Opening Sect cultivators turn around and look at Daoist Master Yuan Fei in confusion. Tan Shusheng hesitated for a moment before stepping forward and asking, "Martial Uncle, …"    

"You guys stay here. Don't act rashly without my order!"    

Tan Shusheng wanted to ask more questions, but he only saw the light beneath Spiritual Master Yuan Fei's feet. He had already flown towards the Wasteland Town and instantly disappeared into the horizon.    

"Sage realm, how could you break through to the Sage realm, this is impossible!"    

Xiong Mantao's flying sword was instantly attacked and sent flying by Yang Junshan's sneak attack. The force of the machete did not stop as it was chopped off Xiong Mantao's wrist by the saber light controlled by the Splitting Mountain Spirit Art.    

Yang Junshan stood tall in the array space, pointing his machete at Xiong Mantao. Seeing Xiong Mantao's frightened face, he laughed out loud and said, "Back then, Taoist Changfeng was also here and when he saw my father, he had the same expression as you. Back then, your father perished here, so today is the time for you to follow in his footsteps!"    

"If you want to kill me, you might not be able to do so!"    

Xiong Mantao knew that he was at the brink of life and death. True energy seeped out of his severed wrist, sealing his flowing blood, while his other hand moved in the direction of the flying sword. However, contrary to his expectations, the flying sword did not respond to his summons!    

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The latter half of the night was a success!