Sovereign to Immortality

C475 cross



C475 cross

0Yang Junshan let out a sigh of relief, as if Yan Dazhi and the others were also relieved, but they were still in a gloomy stand-off. Song Wei stood up and said, "Calm down, both of you.     3

    

With that, Song Wei rose up on his cloud. At this time, Yang Junshan had a stern expression on his face. Ning Bin, who was not too far away from him, also had his imposing manner retracted at the same time.    

    

If it was said that the various sects had besieged Hantian Peak, Zhang Yueming, and the other three generations of disciples, because of their insufficient cultivation, didn't have the qualifications to be hated, only in fear and helplessness, then after the Heaven Shaking Sect had settled in Jinyu County and fought a great battle with the Spirit Opening Sect and the Heavenly Wolf Sect, the hatred would be real.    

    

Dongfang Zhu, Ying Que, and Yan Dazhi all acted as if they were just watching from a wall. Zhuge Xuan Lou glanced at Zhang Yueming and Ning Bin; it was obvious that they didn't want to be involved in this. Only Wei Wuyang's sinister smile flashed, and then he acted as if nothing had happened.    

    

The guests were all guests, not to mention the fact that there were people from the other countries joining forces to invade this righteous cause. Although Song Wei's expression was ugly, he still brought the Heavenly Wolf Sect and Opening Spirit Sect cultivators over.    

    

The other seemed to be a lot more easygoing as he wore a faint smile on his face. Song Wei introduced the former to everyone, the former was the number one Successor Disciple of the Heavenly Wolf Sect, Ice Wolf, while the latter was the Spirit Opening Sect's Successor Disciple Fang Dong.    

    

The crowd greeted him courteously, and just as they were about to take their seats, a cold voice was heard: "Humph, the son of a country bumpkin, is he worthy of entering the hall of elegance?"    

    

Everyone turned to look at Yang Junshan, who was sitting in the corner of the pavilion. Yang Junshan had yet to raise his head, but the ice wolf had already reached out its hand, and a strong gust of wind blew out with a sharp whistle. The water vapor in the surroundings started to condense, and soon, a crystal clear ice spike formed during the process of flying, heading straight for Yang Junshan's eyeballs.    

    

Yang Junshan had just been whispering with Yan Qingxi when he suddenly raised his head and saw an ice spike in front of him. This move of the ice wolf was no different from a sneak attack.    

    

If it were any other person, even though this sneak attack spell was fast and nimble, its power would not be comparable to the power of a cultivator, and they could only avoid it.    

    

However, Yang Junshan knew that the Ice Wolf was originally coming for him. As long as he left his seat, he wouldn't have the chance to sit back down, which meant that he was indeed as the Ice Wolf said, and didn't have the qualifications to sit together with the elite disciples of the various sects.    

    

Although Yang Junshan had never been interested in these kinds of gatherings, it would be a different matter if he was kicked out.    

    

Almost at the same time that the Ice Wolf's Ice Spike came, Yang Junshan seemed to be prepared for it, and also pointed his finger towards the sky. Before the Ice Wolf's Ice Spike flew more than three feet away from the Ice Wolf, it shattered into pieces, as if his spell had failed.    

    

Although the ice wolf was using a small technique and did not seem like it was worth mentioning, in reality, it was a great test of a cultivator's ability to respond. Under such a sudden sneak attack, cultivators would often have no choice but to temporarily back off before they had enough time to cast their defensive spell.    

    

However, if they really were to give way, they would be tricked by the Ice Wolf. Since they had already given up their seat and lost face, it would be difficult for them to return to their seats.    

    

However, seeing Yang Junshan respond as he pleased, the crowd did not believe Yang Junshan could come up with such a solution. Many people secretly guessed that Yang Junshan must have prepared ahead of time, the Heavenly Wolf Sect and the Opening Spirit Sect had always been enemies with the Heaven Shaking Sect, and Yang Junshan must have been prepared for this. That's right, it must be so, otherwise he would not have been able to explain why he attacked at the same time as the Ice Wolf.    

    

Everyone seemed to have understood the reason behind this, and let out a sigh of relief, then looked at the Ice Wolf with a teasing gaze: "This guy doesn't have the slightest bit of bearing of a real person, since he's a country bumpkin, he actually used a sneak attack, he's really not a human son. We, Hugh, are together with him."    

    

Although his Spiritual Sense wasn't as sharp as the Array Masters, he was still able to control the aura around the cultivators. He was very clear that Yang Junshan's Crushing Stone Technique was not done intentionally as a precaution, but it was indeed done in accordance to the law.    

    

A Daoist cultivator being able to fail even with a single spell?    

    

The ice wolf felt humiliated under the teasing gaze of the crowd. It waved its sleeve and sent a strong wind towards Yang Junshan. Wherever the wind passed, the water vapor would turn into snow dancing in the air.    

    

However, when the Astral Energy got within three feet of Yang Junshan, the snow that was flying around melted away, leaving no traces on the ground. However, that freezing Astral Qi disappeared into nothingness like a mud cow entering the sea.    

    

This time, everyone in the pavilion could feel the fluctuations of spiritual energy surrounding Yang Junshan. The three elders of the Heaven Shaking Sect were able to recognize that Yang Junshan's sacred art was from the Heaven Shaking Sect's inheritance of spiritual energy, the Primary Magnetic Spirit Technique.    

    

The ice wolf's technique was resolved once more, causing him to feel even more embarrassed. However, things had already gotten to this point, making it difficult for him to stop. Otherwise, he would become a laughingstock in the cultivation world.    

    

The Ice Wolf Man Man glared at Yang Junshan, and a huge blue wolf was formed behind him in a flash.    

    

Unexpectedly, at this moment, his expression changed and he hurriedly took a step back. The moment his foot moved, the ground that he was standing on suddenly rose up and returned to its original state.    

    

However, before he could heave a sigh of relief, his expression changed once more. He hurriedly took another step back, and the ground he had stood on started to bulge out once more before returning to its normal state.    

    

Soon after, there was a third protrusion on the ground. The Ice Wolf was one step slower and one step slower, and was actually forced to retreat three steps by the surging magic on the ground. When the power that was brewing underground finally dissipated, the Ice Wolf was already outside the pavilion.    

    

"Pfft." With a chuckle, the Frozen Wolf Founder's miserable appearance of being forced back by a single step appeared extremely comical. Since the other Spiritual Masters could see the essence of the battle, they naturally didn't pay any attention to him.    

    

"Humph, where did this girl come from? You're a big deal, this is a place where you can come as you please!"    

    

The Adept Icy Wolf was thwarted, and was even mocked by a female cultivator who was only at the peak of the Martial Disciple realm. The Awakened Spirit Faction's Adept Fang Dong, who came along with the Adept Icewood Wolf, also felt his face burning with shame. When he heard Yan Xi's laughter, he immediately found a reason to attack.    

    

"How dare you!"    

    

Yang Junshan had yet to do anything to block the attack, but Yan Dazhi who was watching from the side was instantly enraged. This slap was definitely from a Mortal Realm expert. Fang Dong was trying to kill his own daughter!    

    

In Fang Dong's eyes, this woman was very close to Yang Junshan. She was no more than a Martial Cultivator, so he might as well kill her. However, who knew that this woman was actually Yan Dazhi's daughter?    

    

Seeing the furious Yan Dazhi brazenly attacking him, the confused Fang Dong instantly reacted to the three expressions on their faces. He couldn't help cursing himself, and prepared to attack.    

    

"Fellow Daoist Yan, there's no need to be angry. Your daughter actually dares to mock a cultivator. It's only right for Fang Dong to discipline her!"    

    

A creepy voice came from the side as the Zhuge Xuan Lou pushed out a palm from the side, neutralizing Yan Dazhi's sacred art.    

    

Although Fang Dong did not know what was going on, but seeing that someone had blocked Yan Dazhi, he was naturally happy. However, the gale that was created turned halfway and headed towards Yang Junshan's face, since he already knew that the woman was related to Yan Dazhi, Fang Dong naturally would not provoke an enemy like the Tan Xi Sect for no reason.    

    

Seeing that Fang Dong knew what was going on, he snorted angrily and sent a slap in the direction of the Ge Xuan Tower. Ever since he came to the pavilion, this person had gone against him everywhere.    

    

Yang Junshan felt the change of the strong wind coming from Fang Dong's fan, so he reached out his hand to slap down on it, and was about to scatter the strong wind.    

    

Unexpectedly, a stream of power came out from the side all of a sudden and unexpectedly stopped his palm.    

    

Yang Junshan looked coldly in the direction of the force and saw Wei Wuyang smiling at him as if nothing had happened.    

    

In just a short while, the gale had already reached Yang Junshan's face. Yang Junshan snorted coldly and spat out a stream of qi. The gale dispersed right in front of him.    

    

However, at this time, the ice wolves that had lost their big ugliness attacked again. A layer of ice formed under their feet, extending all the way to Yang Junshan's feet.    

    

At the same time, Fang Dong's mouth suddenly spewed out a white source energy. After circling in the air, it went all the way to the back of Yang Junshan's head.    

    

"Hehe!" Yang Junshan heard the strange laughter. Wei Wuyang was being naughty again, as if he was warning Yang Junshan that he would interfere at any time. Suddenly, Yang Junshan had to face the combined attacks of three men.    

    

Yang Junshan's face did not change at all even when fighting against three opponents. His fighting spirit was rising, and he was quite excited. He slightly stomped on the ground, and a stream of energy was attached to the ground.    

    

At the same time, Yang Junshan's upper body was not the same, but behind his head was a rising aura. Fang Dong's source energy was dispersed before it could reach the back of his head.    

    

Wei Wu Yang did not expect Yang Junshan to neutralize the crowd's attack so easily. He was just about to intervene when she saw Yang Junshan's eyes suddenly stare at him with a hint of ridicule, and suddenly thought that something was wrong. She heard a crackling sound, and the stone bench under him instantly turned into a pile of broken rocks, causing Wei Wu Yang to stagger, and almost sit on the ground.    

    

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