This person was none other than the Grand Elder of the Red Flame Sect, Xiong Yan!
The Grand Elder of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, He Xiangfeng, appeared on the other side, a dazzling Treasure Sword hovering beside him.
He shouted coldly, "Thatâs right! The Cyan Cloud Sect must be destroyed!"
The words had barely left his mouth when an aged voice echoed from within the Cyan Cloud Sect.
"Xiong Yan, He Xiangfeng, you two old fools are truly shameless, spouting such nonsense about destroying my Cyan Cloud Sect!"
The Cyan Cloud Sectâs Grand Array activated. A pillar of cyan Qi shot into the sky, turning half the heavens cyan and dispersing the fiery light and sword shadows.
Within the deep cyan Qi, a large, ancient, and heavy seal materialized.
This seal was the Cyan Cloud Sectâs Treasure.
A Quasi-Tier Four Magical Treasure, the Cyan Heaven Flowing Cloud Seal!
Deploying this item meant the Cyan Cloud Sect had reached a moment of crisis.
âThe Three Great Sects have all brought out their Sectâs Treasures,â Li Changâan thought, watching the scene unfold.
Today, he was both an observer and a participant in the battle.
He had Puppets controlled by Wood Seeds within both the Cyan Cloud Sect and the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.
âThe Ten Thousand Swords Sectâs Treasure is that Ten Thousand Shadows Sword next to He Xiangfeng. Its Tier has also reached Quasi-Tier Four.â
Li Changâanâs gaze swept over the Treasure Sword, which was brimming with Sword Intent, and he couldnât help but feel a flicker of desire.
As for the Red Flame Sectâs Treasure, it was the fiery-red Great Cauldron above Xiong Yanâs head.
The Heaven-Burning Holy Cauldron!
It was also a Quasi-Tier Four Magical Treasure.
The three Magical Treasures bobbed in the sky, their auras clashing sharply.
Beneath the three Magical Treasures, tens of thousands of Puppets, Spirit Beasts, mechanical constructs, and more formed an endless tide, surging toward the Cyan Cloud Sectâs Mountain Gate like a flood that blotted out the sky.
Countless Array Masters, Feng Shui Masters, Spirit Vein Masters, and others inscribed Spirit Patterns across the land and sky, attempting to seal the Cyan Cloud Sectâs Tier Three Spirit Vein.
The two great Sects had brought out a thousand years of their accumulated power.
To any onlooker, it truly seemed as if they intended to annihilate the Cyan Cloud Sect in this single battle.
At this moment, the major neutral factions had all arrived.
The Xiao Family, the Jin Family, Yellow Crane Immortal City, and others all had Golden Core Masters present, each watching the battle with grave expressions.
Wang Baichuan, controlled by Li Changâan, had also followed He Qianshan here to observe the war between the three sects.
The Jin Familyâs Ancestor, Jinbao, flew out from a Flying Ship.
He called out in a loud voice, "Everyone, must you do this? We cultivate for the sake of longevity, why resort to fighting and killing?"
"Daoist Jin, if the Jin Family is willing to aid my Cyan Cloud Sect, then after this battle, you may choose any of the Red Flame Sectâs and Ten Thousand Swords Sectâs Spirit Veins!"
The aged voice rang out from within the Cyan Cloud Sect once more.
The speaker was a Golden Core Ancestor of the Cyan Cloud Sect.
Gu Qinghong!
His words were incredibly tempting.
Aside from the Xiao Family, none of the other six of the Seven Great Noble Families possessed Spirit Veins that could compare to those of the Three Great Sects.
The moment he finished speaking, the Red Flame Sectâs Ancestor, Xiong Yan, made a counteroffer.
"Daoist Jin, if the Jin Family is willing to help us destroy the Cyan Cloud Sect, a share of the Cyan Cloud Sectâs Spirit Vein and resources will go to the Jin Family!"
Hearing this, Jinbao did not reply, merely letting out a deep sigh.
He flew back to the Jin Familyâs Flying Ship and made no further attempts to dissuade them.
Seeing this, none of the other Golden Core Influences tried to intervene, all of them falling silent.
Amidst the silence of the numerous onlookers, the stench of blood outside the Cyan Cloud Sect grew ever thicker.
The cries of battle shook the heavens. The scene was utterly gruesome, with wreckage and remains piling up layer upon layer.
ăAfter two months of brutal fighting.ă
The Cyan Cloud Sectâs Mountain Gate was finally breached.
All the Arrays and traps outside the Mountain Gate had been cleared.
The Cultivators of the two Immortal Sects stepped over countless pools of blood and bones, officially charging into the Cyan Cloud Sectâs grounds.
"Everyone, itâs our turn to act."
"Alright!"
The numerous Golden Core Masters of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and the Red Flame Sect exchanged glances, then transformed into streaks of light and charged into the Cyan Cloud Sect.
Nie Ting, controlled by Li Changâan, was one of those streaks of light.
He had just entered the Cyan Cloud Sect when he encountered a powerful foe.
"Nie Ting, with your meager Fake Pill Cultivation, you dare behave so presumptuously in my Cyan Cloud Sect!"
Wan Xing sneered. Relying on his Tier Three Body Refinement Cultivation, he became a blur and appeared before Nie Ting in an instant.
Engaging in close combat, he threw a punch!
Li Changâan reacted in a flash, summoning a Defensive Treasure to block it.
BOOM!
His whole body shuddered, and he was sent flying backward.
That terrifying punch had actually knocked him completely out of the Cyan Cloud Sectâs grounds!
âThis body of Nie Tingâs is truly useless. It has no Body Refinement, its Magical Power is average, and its Magical Treasures are completely unremarkable.â
Li Changâan shook his head, feeling utterly helpless.
âIf his real body were here, he would have plenty of ways to deal with Wan Xing. But he couldnât expose himself, so he could only continue using Nie Tingâs body to maneuver around Wan Xing, doing his best to keep him from getting close.â
"Thunder Shock Sword Array!"
At Li Changâanâs command, three identical Tier Three Low Grade Magical Swords flew out of the Storage Pouch, forming a Sword Array that flashed with lightning.
He controlled the Sword Array, repelling Wan Xingâs attacks again and again.
In addition, he would occasionally use a Thunder Dao Technique, unleashing several bolts of lightning to strike Wan Xing.
Although it couldnât cause any serious injuries, it could disrupt his performance.
This body of Nie Tingâs had a Spiritual Root talent similar to Mo Qingxueâsâa Top Grade Abnormal Spirit Root. Its Spirit Root Attribute was Thunder, which is not among the Five Elements.
He originally had the potential to form a True Pill.
But his Core Formation had been too rushed and poorly prepared, so he ultimately formed only a Fake Pill, and his Magical Power could never advance again.
âIf I could find a method to shatter the Pill and recultivate, perhaps I could get this body to form a True Pill. But thatâs just a thought; I donât even have enough Core Formation Treasures for myself...â
As he mulled this over, Li Changâan unleashed several more bolts of lightning, once again forcing Wan Xing back.
Wan Xingâs face was flushed with anger as he roared, "Nie Ting, if you have any guts, fight me head-on!"
"Daoist Wan, what do you mean by âhead-onâ? Does it only count as a head-on battle if I fight you up close, just the way you want?"