Do You Think Our Five Elements Sect Is a Pushover?!

"Twelve Soul Formation stage cultivators... Fighting them is going to be a bit tough," Lu Yang said. Though he claimed it was tough, he couldn't hide the grin spreading across his face. In Great Xia, he rarely encountered anyone who dared fight him, let alone fight to the death. It had kept him from ever displaying his full cultivation—what a pity. Lu Yang sorely missed the Grand Qingzhou Festival, where he had fought his peers, a Golden Core stage reverse-slaying Foundation Establishment cultivators. Conditions in the East Sea were crude, and Foundation Establishment cultivators were nowhere to be found, so he would just have to make do with Soul Formation ones. Meng Jingzhou and the others were thrilled as well; it was rare to have a chance to fight all out. "I thought they would bring Nascent Soul cultivators along too," Tao Yaoye remarked, puzzled. This differed from what she had expected. Lu Yang explained, "This is a covert operation—the fewer people involved, the better. Besides, anyone who takes part will want a share of the spoils as hush money. If Soul Formation cultivators can handle it themselves, why bother bringing Nascent Souls just to pad the numbers?" Even though Lu Yang had never pulled this kind of stunt before, that didn't stop him from putting himself in their shoes. Among the twelve Soul Formation cultivators, quite a few were at the middle and late stages. They likely included not just humans, but members of the Sea Race as well. Lu Yang guessed that the organizer wasn't Gao Feng—he lacked the clout to order around this many Soul Formation experts. It was probably Soul Formation cultivators drawn from farther away by the emergence of the extraordinary treasure. Having had farther to travel, they hadn't arrived right away. Once they got here and learned from Gao Feng that the Five Elements Sect was on the island, they had organized this ambush. Lu Yang didn't bother dwelling on whether his guess was right or wrong—he would fight first and ask questions later. Facing a siege by twelve Soul Formation cultivators, Lu Yang boldly seized the initiative. The Green Blade Sword caught the moonlight above, gleaming terrifyingly bright. Except for discerning cultivators like Daoist Lord Wanfa, few ever noticed what sword Lu Yang wielded; even if he claimed to be from the Five Elements Sect, there was nothing stopping him from using the Green Blade Sword. Sword qi shot out like bolts of silk, its momentum rising like a rainbow and sword intent piercing through the void. Seeing the sword qi coming at them, the Soul Formation cultivators lost their calm expressions and hastily dodged. "As expected of disciples from a Great Xia immortal sect! At a mere Nascent Soul stage, he can unleash sword qi capable of injuring us!" "I've heard that the Five Elements Sect is divided into five branches based on the five elements. He must be a disciple of their Metal branch!" Seeing the Soul Formation cultivators' formation fall into disarray, Meng Jingzhou and the other three struck amid the chaos. Meng Jingzhou manifested as a Buddhist protector and unleashed Three Heads and Six Arms, sweeping aside all before him. Man Gu summoned his ancestor's spirit to possess his body, swinging his warhammer with ferocious power. The likes of Gao Feng would suffer broken bones if struck by it. Li Haoran's body erupted in blazing True Fire, separating into six parts to attack from different directions. Opening her red paper umbrella, Tao Yaoye laid down an illusion domain, moving with effortless ease through the illusions as she continuously dragged her opponents inside. However, having flourished in the East Sea, these Soul Formation cultivators were no pushovers either. Seeing that Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou possessed a tier of combat prowess well above the rest, they dispatched six Soul Formation experts against the two of them, leaving Tao Yaoye and the others to fight two to one. "Jade Sea Tide Art!" Monstrous waves surged across the calm sea, erecting wall after wall of water. The sharp sword qi slammed into the water walls, slicing them in two, but lost most of its power in the process. "Frenzied Whale Suppressing Fist!" The Whale Clan and Shark Clan had been bitter enemies since ancient times; this was a lethal fist art developed specifically by the Whale Clan to counter the sharks. However, as far as the Three Heroes knew, there were no Soul Formation experts among the nearby Whale Clan. "Abyssal Chains!" With a flick of a cultivator's sleeve, pitch-black barbed chains rattled forth. Li Haoran had an exceedingly sharp eye and recognized at once that these two chains were heavily tempered and brimming with baleful aura; countless people must have been lashed to death by them. The chains were nimble, dancing through the air and leaving Li Haoran riddled with lash marks. East Sea cultivators had always cultivated multiple combat techniques in secret. Tonight, they were using moves they never displayed in normal times; whether they succeeded or failed, no one would be able to trace their identities. "Ice Dragon Chant!" The sea froze over, and an ice dragon suddenly burst from the water, forcing Lu Yang back. "Whale Swallowing Heaven and Earth Fist!" "Frenzied Shark Suppressing Fist!" "Tongming Long Fist!" Three Soul Formation cultivators dragged Meng Jingzhou into the sea, executing three distinct fist techniques. Secretly channeling their mystic arts, they activated their bloodlines, sending their combat power skyrocketing in an instant. Caught completely off guard, Meng Jingzhou was pummeled down to the seabed. "So the disciples of an immortal sect are nothing special after all," the cultivator using the Jade Sea Tide Art laughed with open mockery in his eyes. Fortunately, he had made thorough preparations and gathered enough people; had only five Soul Formation cultivators shown up, they truly wouldn't have been able to handle these immortal sect prodigies. "We have no wish to make enemies of an immortal sect either. As long as you hand over the unearthed treasure and leave Fangshan Island at once, we will let this matter drop!" They didn't just want the immortal grass—they wanted the fifth-grade spiritual vein too! Lu Yang stabilized his body in midair, coldly glaring at his three opponents. "You East Sea cultivators really are something. You dare look down on our Five Elements Sect? Did you take us for pushovers made of clay?!" "Where are my comrades?!" Lu Yang roared. "Here!"