Sovereign to Immortality

Yang Junshan was stunned for a moment, but then he heard Daoist Master Liu Qiu sneer, "It doesn't matter if you're from the Spirit Sect or Spirit Two Sect, you should know that this is Liang Prefecture, not Sang Prefecture. Your esteemed self wanted to borrow the power of the sect to reveal your name in the wrong place!"    

"How dare you!"    

One of the Spirit Apostle Sect cultivators with a red scarf over his head heard Liu Qiuzhen's words and was immediately enraged, he said: "Do you dare to do this, you think you can take us down with just one more person, today we will let you know the power of my Spirit Apostle Sect's Successor Disciples!"    

"I'm not afraid of you!"    

Although his Spirit Apostle Sect had a very big reputation in the world of cultivation and was somewhat on par with the Snow Wind Sword Sect, they had both exchanged blows with the Snow Wind Sword Sect's Successor Disciples before, so why would they be afraid of anyone?    

He saw that the red scarfed cultivator from the Spirit Apostle Sect had a wooden sword in his hand, and then threw it into the sky, following that, he took a few steps forward with mysterious footwork, his fingers formed seals, and he started chanting, as if he was a mortal playing tricks on others.    

When Daoist Master Liu Qiu saw this, she was about to burst out laughing, but then she heard Sage Pure Yuan Spirit say anxiously, "Brother Liu, be careful!"    

Just as Daoist Master Liu Qiu was startled, she heard a sudden clap of thunder above her head and a bolt of lightning as thick as an arm descended.    

"Lightning divine ability!"    

This caused Daoist Master Liu Qiu to jump in fright. Instinctively, she threw out a broken branch in her hand, and in an instant, a jade-like tree formed above his head.    

Crack! Crack! The branches of the plum tree snapped one after another. The cracks were charred black. There were even some lightning and fire trying to ignite the plum tree. Liu Qiu's heart ached as if it was bleeding.    

"Brother Liu, don't worry, the Pure Yuan will come as well!"    

Seeing that Daoist Master Liu Qiu had suffered a loss the moment she appeared, the Pure Yuan cultivator did not bother to look at the other person and rushed towards the red-scarred cultivator with the magic treasure in her hand, intending to surround Wei Qiu to save Zhao.    

"Haha, so this is the strength of the cultivators of Liangzhou!"    

The red-scarfed cultivator was not afraid as he began to fight with Liu Qiu and the Pure Yuan Spirit. Amidst the snowstorm, a huge sphere appeared, and outside of the sphere was a sky full of snow. From afar, it looked like a giant sphere was rolling around in the sky, with flashes of lightning appearing on the surface of the sphere.    

This sudden turn of events caused even Yang Junshan to be stunned. He never thought that this Successor Disciple of the Spirit Spill Sect could actually cultivate the Lightning God Physique, and that the wooden sword that could guide the lightning to descend, if Yang Junshan was not mistaken, was probably made from the Lightning Strike Wood, so this kind of treasure was at least a Spirit Treasure.    

Of course, the quality of different types of Thunderbolt Trees varied, and Yang Junshan himself knew that the best type of Thunderbolt Trees were known to be Thunderbolt Trees. Of course, the quality of different Thunderbolt Trees, and Yang Junshan himself knew that the best type of Thunderbolt Trees were known to be Thunderbolt Trees.    

Originally, the situation was three against two, but because the Spirit Apostle Sect's lightning sacred art had delayed Liu Qiu and the Pure Yuan Spirit, only Yang Junshan was left to fight the cloaked cultivator from the Spirit Apostle Sect.    

He and the senior beside him had teamed up for a long time, and had already come to a tacit understanding between each other. When the three of them were on the way, he had already decided that Yang Junshan was the weakest of the three, thus, the red-scarred cultivator had used his strongest technique from the start to take care of both of them in one fell swoop. The remaining Yang Junshan was handed over to the black-cloaked cultivator to deal with Yang Junshan, and once Yang Junshan was defeated or injured, the remaining two would be able to calmly retreat.    

As for why the two of them decided that Yang Junshan was the weakest of the three, it was a test of their eyesight.    

These items could be easily seen by the two Spirit Apostle Sect cultivators, but these things could only be understood and not told. As for Yang Junshan, he could tell with a single glance that these were grassroots cultivators, so it was likely that they followed these two sect cultivators to curry favor with him.    

As Successor Disciples of the Spirit Apostle Sect, how could they not have contact with cultivators from small powers and small sects? Even if such cultivators could advance to the Zhenqi stage, what percentage of the sect cultivators could they have?    

The schemes of these two were not wrong, there were probably nine cultivators outside of the ten great sects that were not even on the same level as the disciples of the sects, but Yang Junshan was still the last one, and it was also an extremely special one.    

In fact, other than all of these reasons, there was another reason. This cloaked Spirit Apostle cultivator's strength was greatly restricted in this desolate icy plains. This was because he was cultivating a fire attribute sacred art!    

Fire attribute sacred art was originally famous for its tyrannical explosions. Cultivators who cultivated fire attribute sacred art would usually be feared by cultivators of the same level, but in the extreme north of the icy plains, there was chaotic ice attribute energy mixed within the frost wave, causing the power of his fire attribute sacred art to be reduced by three points.    

Even so, when this Spirit Apostle Sect cultivator attacked Yang Junshan, Yang Junshan didn't dare to be the slightest bit careless.    

And this Spirit Apostle cultivator was indeed extremely powerful, the moment he attacked, a sea of fire filled the sky, surrounding Yang Junshan.    

If it was in the past, Yang Junshan would have taken it seriously. But now …    

Yang Junshan slapped the stone bottle on his waist without leaving a trace, and a cold air burst out from under his feet. No matter how powerful the Spirit Apostle Sect Successor Disciple's ability was, that sea of fire was still unable to get within three feet of Yang Junshan.    

If the cold environment of the Arctic Icecap was able to restrain a fire attribute cultivator's strength by 30%, then with the addition of the thousand-year-old ice silkworm, his strength would be reduced by 50%.    

If one's godly abilities and secret arts could not threaten the opponent at all, how could they continue to fight?    

Yang Junshan spread out his hands, and the sea of fire in front of him was ripped apart like cloth. He then calmly walked out from the sea of fire.    

The Earth Spirit Splitting Spell, Yang Junshan had mastered this skill to perfection. He didn't need to use it under his feet every time, nor did he need to use it on the ground every time!    

Seeing Yang Junshan break his sacred art so easily, the face of the Spirit Apostle Sect's cloaked cultivator changed. He started cursing and swearing, as this place was not beneficial to his ability, and all the sacred arts cultivated by him were restrained.    

Yang Junshan didn't care much, he had broken his first move, hacking at the mountain without mercy. The cold blade light slashed down, and before the blade light even reached him, the explosive power had already broken the ice under his feet.    

However, Yang Junshan's saber had already locked onto his presence. No matter how hard he tried to dodge, the saber light never left the top of his head.    

The black-robed cultivator couldn't avoid this attack. A flame spear appeared in front of his body. It transformed into a huge fire serpent and rushed towards the Bladelight.    

With a loud clank, although the radiant blade was blocked, the flame condensed on the flaming spear flew all over the place. That lively fire serpent was also dispersed by the mountain cleaver, only leaving the flame spear's main body which let out a wail as it retreated back to the cultivator.    

Yang Junshan had the advantage in spirit arts, so he naturally wouldn't give his opponent a breather. Although the Mountain Splitting Saber was not fast in his hand, every slash of the saber was powerful and heavy, and although there was no fancy trick, it was impossible for people to avoid it. Yang Junshan had no choice but to use his flame spear to block it.    

"Hold on!"    

The fight between Yang Junshan and the cloaked man naturally did not leave the attention of the others. Yang Junshan saw that his side had made a mistake, and thought that the weakest link was the butt of a fierce tiger, while the red-scarred cultivator, who was fighting with Daoist Master Liu Qiu, could no longer hold on and hurriedly used her lightning sacred art again, temporarily blowing up the two people in front of him and shouting out loud as she jumped out of the snowball.    

Daoist Master Liu Qiu and the Pure Yuan Spirit both glanced at each other, but didn't make a move. Yang Junshan's saber strike forced the black-cloaked man back more than a hundred feet, and then he also withdrew his saber. However, he was still standing in the same position as Liu Qiu and Pure Yuan, with the Spirit Apostles standing in the middle of him.    

The red-scarred cultivator forgot his junior brother, who was covered in sweat, and said, "Are the three of you really going to fight to the death with my junior brother today?"    

Liu Qiu and Jing Yuan looked at each other. Although the two of them were strong before, and one could see that their tone was obviously softer now, they did not want to offend the Spirit Apostle Sect. The Pure Yuan Spirit said with a light cough: "We also said before, the Ice Origin Stone in the Ice Bear's nest was stolen by you two while we were fighting with the Ice Bear. As long as the two of you leave the Source Energy Stone, we will not interfere in the river, what do you say?"    

"Hehe, this time, we two martial brothers will admit defeat!"    

After tossing them onto the ground, he cupped his hands towards the three and said: "If Qingshan does not change, the flow of green water will always flow. Today, my junior brother will not be able to use 70% of his power on this ice plains.