Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant - Chapter 1660: 129: Battle of Zhongsheng Continent - Middle

Chapter 1660: Chapter 129: Battle of Zhongsheng Continent – Middle

“Clang!”

The clear sound of the sword’s hum suddenly echoed throughout the sky.

A sword-light flew from Qian Baimao’s body, stabbing straight toward the dried-up old man’s heart!

This scene not only shocked the dried-up old man and the middle-aged man with the surname Yuan, but even Qian Baimao himself showed a look of astonishment.

However, the dried-up old man was just too close, making it impossible to avoid this sword strike.

But this old man, worthy of being one of the formidable figures among the True Martial cultivators, instinctively transformed his blood energy into a blood-colored armor to shield his chest in the face of this sudden sword strike!

Yet his expression quickly changed drastically!

The sword-light was extremely compressed and effortlessly pierced through the blood-colored armor, driving straight toward the heart’s location!

At the instant when the sword-light touched the chest, a sound like a clash of metal and jade was heard.

The dried-up old man’s face flushed instantly, pushing his chest forward, with blood-colored steam billowing over his head.

As the sword-light entered the thin layer of flesh on the chest, it emitted a sharp, grating noise, struggling to move even an inch further.

It actually managed to hold off the sword-light outside of the bones.

At the same time, from afar came a voice of admiration tinged with regret:

“Such a physique is truly rare in the world!”

Hearing this voice, Qian Baimao’s face showed delight:

“It’s Elder Xumi!”

Th𝘪𝓈 𝕔h𝖺p†єr 𝚒𝓈 p𝐨ʂţ𝑒ⅾ bƴ 𝘒𝙞𝐭ᥱ𝖓𝙤𝕧𝙚𝑙

Whoosh—

A stream of Sword Qi from afar arrived in an instant, appearing in front of him. From the stream emerged a figure, tall and slender, standing like a sword, with a handsome yet cool and detached face. Who else could it be but Xumi?

Seeing Xumi, the dried-up old man was filled with shock and doubt, suddenly shouting in anger, blood-colored steam surged again, shattering the sword-light!

Then he swiftly retreated, joining the large number of True Martial cultivators that had gathered.

At the same time, the figures of several cultivators swiftly approached from all sides, surrounding these True Martial cultivators in a situation of few against many, rapidly forming hand seals, a formation quickly becoming faintly visible!

All the True Martial cultivators exchanged worried looks, unable to organize a counterattack promptly, gazing with suspicion at the surrounding cultivators, on high alert.

The leading Class V True Martial cultivators were particularly astounded:

“All unfamiliar faces… where did so many in the Immortal Ascension stage come from?!”

Among those surrounding them were over a dozen Divinity Transformation cultivators!

Even those slightly weaker were at least of the Nascent Soul stage.

Their appearance and attire were distinctly different from the indigenous people of the Zhongsheng Continent.

But that’s not the key; the key is that one Divinity Transformation cultivator can equal three to five of the same stage True Martial cultivators.

Considering this, their advantage disappeared instantly, leaving them quite disadvantaged.

After all, although they had mustered the Class V True Martial cultivators, there were only about seventeen or eighteen present.

In the crowd, someone spoke with a serious expression and urgent tone:

“Something’s not right! How did they seem to know we would come?!”

“But Supreme Dragon Transformation only broke the formation recently, and our plan was made temporarily, even the Class I and II True Martial cultivators within the camp didn’t know, so how could they know?”

“Could it be there’s an insider among us?!”

Panic immediately spread.

Meanwhile, a figure quietly landed beside Qian Baimao, a gentle voice sounding by his ear:

“Baimao, are you hurt?”

Qian Baimao quickly turned around, then joyfully said:

“Sect Master!”

He immediately realized:

“I’m fine… Sect Master, could it be that they are all…?”

Zhao Feng slightly nodded, showing a slight tinge of apology on his face:

“We needed to lure them in, sorry for putting you through this.”

“But if you knew, the effect would not have been the same.”

Upon hearing this, Qian Baimao felt somewhat complicated.

He hadn’t initially thought in that direction, but now with all the Divinity Transformation cultivators of the Three Sects and One Clan gathered here, evidently waiting for a long time, if he still couldn’t see the true purpose behind the Sect Master’s arrangement for him to go to the frontline, then he surely wasted his years on the Huangji Continent.

“So, the Sect Master plans to use this opportunity to capture the high-level True Martial cultivators all at once.”

“No wonder I was specially sent to the frontline, exploring was just a pretense, luring the True Martial cultivators was the real intention.”

Thinking about the sword-light Elder Xumi secretly planted on him, Qian Baimao didn’t feel any particular grievance in his heart.

Mainly because he was used to doing such things.

If he weren’t capable, with so many Nascent Soul cultivators in the Three Sects and One Clan, why would the high-levels in the sect view him differently, supplying him with various cultivation resources generously?

“A big battle might soon break out here, go rest for a while, although you’ve reached the Nascent Soul stage, fighting and magical combat aren’t your strengths.”

Zhao Feng quickly instructed.

While saying this, he also distanced himself from this place, observing the situation from afar, ready to adjust plans at any time.

Though he was a Sword Cultivator, meant to fight on the battlefield, he was moreover the Master of a Sect at this moment, and the primary executor of the Three Sects and One Clan’s operation against the True Martial cultivators, coordinating all the cultivators to accomplish the objective was of utmost importance.

He understood the priorities well.

Just as he landed, a figure in white, seemingly just finished with chores, swiftly landed a little ways from Zhao Feng, eyeing the surrounded True Martial cultivators with a curious gaze:

“So it’s really like Sect Master Zhao said, all these True Martial cultivators really came!”

Zhao Feng, indifferent and calm, said:

“Palace Master Qin, we must not be careless, though their number of Class V True Martial cultivators isn’t large, if they use the Dragon Transformation Pool, under suppression, we might not necessarily prevail against them.”

“Dragon Transformation Pool…”

A hint of grim determination flashed in Qin Lingxiao’s eyes.