Chapter 279
The sect leader and Uncle Pang were bewildered within the sect, and upon hearing these words, they became even more confused.
What do you mean… we have to choose? Choose what?
Why don’t you just say it already!
“Blood River Ancestor, you…” From afar, Master Tongming’s tone was equally perplexed, “What does it matter to me how Jiushan Sect chooses?”
“I’m just showing Jiushan Sect that if they hand over Zhang Wuyi, they might have a chance to survive. Otherwise… you won’t even last through this transformation!”
“...You’ve lost your mind!” Master Tongming’s voice trembled with anger, “If you want to capture Zhang Wuyi, then go after Jiushan Sect!”
“Zhang Wuyi knows the sect is in trouble and is willing to return, clearly a person of strong character.”
“What if I push her too hard and she fights back?”
…
The sect leader and Uncle Pang exchanged glances. What does this mean?
Is he trying to kill Master Tongming to scare us?
…
The Blood River Ancestor turned around and smiled at the two, and another celestial sword vanished!
In the next moment.
A scream echoed from the foot of Jiushan—
“The great formation is broken!”
With that shout, the ground at the foot of the mountain trembled as if an earthquake had struck.
The protective formation of Jiushan Sect flickered three times and suddenly revealed a large gap, through which the Blood River Ancestor’s other celestial sword emerged.
The sect leader and Uncle Pang felt a chill in their hearts. This person’s mind was indeed strange.
But with a single sword, the Jiushan Sect’s formation was shattered.
He was truly both mad and formidable…
“Hand over Zhang Wuyi, and I might spare your lives.”
The celestial sword turned in the air and landed in the Blood River Ancestor’s hand.
Gently gripping the flying sword, the Blood River Ancestor said indifferently.
The sect leader and Uncle Pang exchanged a knowing glance, understanding the man’s intent—
Jiushan Sect was unimportant.
They themselves were unimportant.
This Blood River Ancestor didn’t even regard them.
But Zhang Wuyi—he was determined to have her!
Uncle Pang halted, gazing at the peak of the nine mountains.
Zhang Shijie’s figure appeared before everyone.
Her expression was calm as she looked at the shattered formation, at the complex expressions of Uncle Pang and the sect leader.
“You are Zhang Wuyi?”
The Blood River Ancestor regarded her with curiosity and delight.
It seemed he truly valued her highly.
“Just a nascent soul in the early stage, I wonder why the Holy Ancestor places such importance on you…”
“And that Zheng Fa…”
“Actually sent me personally…”
The Blood River Ancestor sighed softly.
His tone was filled with confusion and a hint of unwillingness.
…
“Zhang Shizhi…”
Zhang Shijie merely nodded lightly at the two.
Her gaze turned toward the foot of the mountain.
The great formation at the foot was already in ruins, and the aura of the Jiushan Ancestor was extremely weak, seemingly injured by that celestial sword.
The Blood River Ancestor smiled, extending his hand as blood-colored spiritual energy gathered in the air, forming a hand larger than Jiushan itself, reaching toward Zhang Shijie.
The sect leader and Uncle Pang exchanged glances, too late to speak. A formation plate spun, laying down layers of talismans.
A spiritual talisman shot out.
They all tried to block this giant hand.
But the hand seemed to corrode through various talismans and techniques, breaking through all obstacles and reaching Zhang Shijie.
At that moment, Zhang Shijie seemed to finally react. She leaped into the air, standing suspended, her entire being enveloped in various spiritual energy circuits, as if the nine mountains were connected.
“Jiushan is in peril, please…” Her cold voice echoed through the mountains, “Ancestors, assist me!”
Chapter 260: What Are You Waiting For
With Zhang Shijie’s soft call, the nine peaks below rose from the ground, circling around her body, drawing upon the spiritual energy circuits in the void, as if they had merged into one.
“Jiushan Sect has a transformation stage cultivator?”
The Blood River Ancestor’s expression changed dramatically; he could no longer care about the Holy Ancestor’s orders.
The flying sword before him flashed through the void, aiming at Zhang Shijie, but was blocked by the spiritual energy surrounding the nine peaks, creating a sense of equal power.
Seeing this, the Blood River Ancestor’s face darkened further.
He waved his hand, and two flying swords returned simultaneously, showing a hint of caution.
…
“Have you truly awakened your true form?”
On the surface of the ninth peak’s mountain belly, a face appeared.
This face resembled Zhang Shijie, but the tone of voice was that of the Jiushan Ancestor.
Clearly, the previous strike from the Blood River Ancestor had severely injured him, forcing him to cling to life through the mountain.
“No… the Ancestor has long since transformed.” Zhang Shijie sighed softly.
“Then why do you call upon the Ancestor?”
“…”
“Me?”
Zhang Shijie nodded.
“No, I’m just borrowing your face. You want me to fight a transformation stage cultivator?”
At this urgent moment, Zhang Shijie had no time to explain, simply saying, “I’m sorry!”
Her body was interwoven with various circuits, and from the back mountain, four mountain river true form talismans burst forth from the mountain, soaring into the sky, illuminating all directions.
The spiritual energy circuits seemed to come alive.
Various talismans flew out from the mountain river true form talismans, then flew to the nine peaks below, and finally returned to Zhang Shijie’s body.
The three elements subtly merged into one.
The face on the mountain disappeared again.
…
As Zhang Shijie, the mountain river true form talismans, and Jiushan merged into one.
In the surrounding sky, a golden-red glow inexplicably surged.
Watching this celestial phenomenon.
The Great Sage Qingyun slowly turned his head to Master Tongming beside him: “Does Jiushan Sect have a transformation stage cultivator now?”
“I’ve seen the Jiushan Ancestor’s condition before; it’s impossible…” Master Tongming frowned, utterly perplexed, “That Jiushan Ancestor stumbled upon the path of transformation, but his true form is too special, deeply intertwined with the karma of this world—he has long transformed.”
“Then what about this celestial phenomenon?”
The two exchanged glances and decided to fly toward Jiushan Sect.
The Blood River Ancestor was staring at Zhang Shijie, his brow furrowed.
“Transformation stage? No, wait… it’s a failed anomaly achieving the Dao…”
“You, a nascent soul in the early stage, have actually replaced the obliterated true self?”
“Zhang Wuyi… Zhang Wuyi.”
The Blood River Ancestor sighed, “No wonder the Holy Ancestor values you so highly…”
The newly arrived Master Tongming and the Great Sage Qingyun exchanged shocked glances, their expressions conveying a single thought—
Is this something a nascent soul in the early stage can do?
…
Zhang Shijie, however, paid no mind to his words and instead looked at Master Tongming.
Master Tongming understood her intention—an alliance!
Feeling her overwhelming power, he realized she was even stronger than him.
Especially the majestic spiritual energy from the veins of the nine mountains made his eyelids twitch.
He quickly summoned the treasure mirror again, and this time the blue light shone three times brighter, with talismans shooting forth, directly targeting the Blood River Ancestor.
As Master Tongming moved, Zhang Shijie immediately raised her hand, and the nine towering peaks suddenly converged together.
The mountain river true form talisman fell onto the highest peak, merging with the mountaintop, shining brightly on the cliff.
Zhang Shijie pressed down with her delicate hand.
The mountains seemed to respond to her command, charging toward the Blood River Ancestor.
At that moment, towering mountains were flying toward the Blood River Ancestor.
Behind him, Master Tongming was launching an attack.
He was not flustered; one sword moved forward, the other backward, meeting the mountains and the treasure light, successfully blocking them all.
But suddenly, a grimace crossed the Blood River Ancestor’s face, as if he were in great pain.
“Zhang Daoyou, you have great skill! Come again!”
Master Tongming saw an opportunity and shouted, ready to strike again.
The Great Sage Qingyun’s expression turned even more horrified.
He could see clearly that previously, Master Tongming had struggled against a single flying sword, but now, with the combined efforts of Zhang Wuyi and himself, they had dealt a significant blow to the Blood River Ancestor.
If this continued—
Could it be that Zhang Wuyi was even stronger than Master Tongming?
Recalling that Zhang Wuyi had originally only possessed the strength of a nascent soul in the early stage, yet now, through some unknown method, she surpassed an established transformation stage cultivator.
This talent…
Unheard of!
At this moment, he finally understood, just like the Blood River Ancestor, why the Great Freedom Demon Ancestor valued Zhang Wuyi so highly.
“Qingyun! Are you just going to stand there?”
Unexpectedly, the Blood River Ancestor spoke to him.
He glared at the Great Sage Qingyun, clearly growing impatient.
“The Holy Ancestor’s deal with you was to have you stop Master Tongming!”
“I tried to stop him, but he was about to be persuaded away.” The Great Sage Qingyun replied, “You provoked him…”
“…”
The Blood River Ancestor’s expression changed twice.
The Great Sage Qingyun was indeed somewhat dissatisfied.
After all, he had spent considerable effort, even managing to take down the Hundred Immortals Alliance without bloodshed.
Now, the Blood River Ancestor had carelessly attacked Master Tongming…
And he wasn’t even allowed to fight back?
Zhang Shijie and Master Tongming were watching from the side.
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