Three cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage and one in the middle Nascent Soul stage.
Venerable Swordsman Yuanying and Lord Daoist Speechless had been in the late Nascent Soul stage for hundreds of years, and their strength was unfathomable. Lord Daoist Jinghe had just entered the late Nascent Soul stage not long ago, but he was well-known for his bloodthirst. Together with Ding Luan, they were the top cultivators in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage.
No matter how arrogant Master Song Feng was, he didn't think he could get the upper hand against these four people.
In the black cloud, Master Song Feng's mind was as fast as lightning. He had decided to run, but where to run was a problem …
As he thought about this, he suddenly sensed something. He turned his head and saw more than a dozen flight lights rushing towards him from the east.
Sensing their cultivation levels, Master Song Feng was shocked. "All of them are Nascent Soul cultivators. You …"
"Hey, Old Song Feng, look at the gift we prepared for you. Are you surprised?" Lord Daoist Jinghe never fell behind when it came to adding insult to injury.
The flight lights of the Nascent Soul cultivators arrived in a flash, and more than a dozen Nascent Soul and middle Nascent Soul cultivators showed up.
Although it was extremely dangerous, Master Song Feng calmed down.
After he reached the Nascent Soul stage with ordinary aptitude, he became the number one cultivator in the Celestial Pole. Apart from fated chances, he didn't lack any wisdom.
"Qin Jinghe, you're so powerful. Do you want to kill me in one fell swoop?"
"How would I dare?" Lord Daoist Jinghe smiled. "But I still have to leave a layer of skin, right?"
"Hmph!"
A cold hum came from the black cloud. "You want to keep me here with your numbers? You're too naive!"
"Old Song Feng, you want to escape from the siege of so many people with just the Nascent Soul stage? You're too naive!" It was Ding Luan who spoke. She and Master Song Feng had an old grudge, and they fought once on Demonic Mountain.
"Hmph!" Master Song Feng didn't answer.
Qin Jinghe alone was hard enough to deal with, but now there was a group of people …
"Don't talk to him. Let's do it!"
Venerable Swordsman Yuanying said faintly and waved her right hand gently. The Wind Feather Sword floating in front of her instantly turned into a sword light and rushed towards Master Song Feng like lightning.
Gujian Sect had lost a lot of people to Master Song Feng, and among them, there was even a Nascent Soul cultivator. Venerable Swordsman Yuanying had once sought trouble with Master Song Feng because of this, but in the end, he didn't gain any advantage. Now that he had a chance to kill Master Song Feng, he naturally wouldn't let it go.
Master Song Feng didn't dare to underestimate the attack of a Queen Origin sword cultivator. The black clouds scattered around him suddenly gathered together and turned into a shield, meeting the Wind Feather Sword head-on.
The Wind Feather Sword was called Wind Feather. It was as fast as the wind and as light as a feather. The moment it collided with the Black Cloud Shield, it nimbly made a turn and stabbed toward Master Song Feng again.
At the same time, the sound of the zither rang out. Ding Luan plucked the strings of the zither. Like a powerful army, swords and spears clashing, she attacked Master Song Feng murderously.
Lord Daoist Jinghe made a hand seal, and Nanyang Li Fire sprang out of the gourd, forming a thousand feet long rainbow light that burned towards Master Song Feng.
Daolord Speechless wasn't idle either. A giant net of lightning descended from the heavens, flashing with white light and occasionally crackling sounds could be heard.
When the four of them attacked, all of them used the killing moves that they were famous for. Facing Master Song Feng, they didn't dare to take him lightly even if they were besieging him.
* * *
Qin Xi suddenly opened his eyes. After listening carefully for a while, he said, "There's movement!"
Upon hearing that, the other four people woke up from their meditation.
"What's wrong?" Mo Tiange asked.
Qin Xi said, "There's a fight of magical powers up there …"
Before he finished speaking, the surroundings shook.
The stone used to build the sacrificial temple was made of unknown materials, but it was extremely hard. Cultivators fighting wouldn't make it collapse.
Such a strong shaking, if it wasn't close to the place where the fight was taking place, would be extremely powerful.
Judging from the current situation, it shouldn't be the former.
Demon Monarch Night Frost's expression changed slightly. He thought to himself, No wonder these people are so sure. This kind of movement means there must be more than one cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage.
The earth-shaking fight lasted for a quarter of an hour before it slowly quieted down.
Mo Tiange was puzzled. "Where is the fight taking place?"
The one who answered was Demon Monarch Night Frost. She said faintly, "In Sandstorm City."
Qin Xi nodded. He could only roughly sense the location of the fight. After a brief calculation, it should be in Sandstorm City. Demon Monarch Night Frost's words confirmed it.
"In Sandstorm City … Could it be that ghost cultivators want to come out?"
"It's possible," Qin Xi said.
"Now that we know there's a Ghost City here, maybe those ghost cultivators will go all out and simply come out in a high profile to make us fear the strength of the Ghost City and not dare to disturb us."
Mo Tiange shook her head. "There's a sacrificial temple and a secret storehouse here. Those ghost cultivators are wrong."
They speculated, but they didn't know they were wrong. Ghost cultivators didn't want the world to know about the existence of the Ghost City, at least not now.
After two hours of silence, the mountain shook again. They even heard a thunderous explosion as if the mountain was collapsing.
Gradually, the ghost cultivators outside the sacrificial temple became restless like a cat released into a group of mice.
Sensing the panic, Jing Xingzhi couldn't sit still anymore. He said, "I'll go out and take a look."
Demon Monarch Night Frost also said, "I'll go too."
Nie Wushang didn't need to be mentioned. She was safe here because of the Spirit-Concealing Formation Mo Tiange laid, so she couldn't wait to go out.
Mo Tiange was about to go out with Qin Xi when Feifei pulled her sleeve. "Don't go."
"Wait." Mo Tiange stopped Qin Xi.
"What's wrong?"
Mo Tiange pointed at Feifei. "It wants to subdue the white tiger."
Qin Xi was surprised. "It has a way?"
Mo Tiange didn't explain and just looked at Feifei.
Feifei didn't waste any time. It silently chanted an obscure incantation, and its four claws slowly emitted a golden light.
Mo Tiange and Qin Xi's spirits were shaken. They felt like their minds had never been so clear.
Stepping on the golden light, Feifei leaped towards the white tiger.
The two of them felt the killing intent in the air slowly dissipate, and their minds became clear.
This was a very mysterious feeling. They seemed to have arrived in another world. The sky was high, the clouds were clear, the sun was bright, and the spring breeze was caressing their faces. It was extremely peaceful …
"What are you standing there for?" Feifei's voice rang out, awakening the two of them from their intoxication.
This time, it directly made a sound instead of using its divine sense to transmit its voice.
Qin Xi sobered up and was stunned. "It can talk?"
Mo Tiange didn't have time to explain to him. She looked up and saw Feifei standing in the center. The white tiger had disappeared without a trace.
"Can you really put it away?" Mo Tiange was surprised. The white tiger's body was so huge that the storage space it came with as a spiritual beast could actually hold it?
Feifei didn't answer this stupid question. It lowered its head and looked at the golden, fist-sized light bead under its feet. It said regretfully, "It actually didn't recognize me as its master."
"What's this?" Mo Tiange sensed the pure white tiger's breath in it. Feifei didn't absorb it completely?
Feifei said, "The white tiger's power is too strong. I can't hold it — you guys try it."
"What a pity."
Mo Tiange smiled. The Azure Dragon Bone she obtained wasn't complete, and Qin Xi's Vermilion Bird's breath hadn't been completely absorbed yet. If Feifei really took the whole white tiger, she would feel it was unfair.
"Senior Martial Brother, you have metal spiritual roots. You can try it first." Mo Tiange called out when she remembered that Qin Xi's Three Yang Real Fire Sword was also metal.
Qin Xi nodded. Without any nonsense, he walked towards the white tiger light bead.
He had already experienced a fated chance encounter with a divine beast, so he was still calm. He didn't immediately try to take it. Instead, he operated the Pure Yang Art and covered his hand with a layer of spiritual aura before he grabbed the white tiger light bead.
As soon as his spiritual aura touched the light bead, the light bead suddenly released white tiger's breath, surging towards Qin Xi with a murderous intent.
Once he realized something was wrong, Qin Xi immediately forced out the Vermilion Bird's flame to block the white tiger's breath.
Although the Vermilion Bird's flame he subdued was much weaker, white tiger's attribute was metal and was restrained by fire. He only retreated a few steps before he stood firmly.
Feifei was disappointed. "Although you have metal spiritual roots, you haven't practiced metal cultivation techniques, so you're not strong enough to subdue white tiger's breath."
Qin Xi had long prepared for this, so he didn't feel too disappointed. He turned to Mo Tiange. "Do you want to try it?"
"En."
Although she agreed, Mo Tiange didn't think she could subdue white tiger's breath. She also hadn't practiced metal cultivation techniques; she only had the Great Heavenly Thunder Technique, which was slightly related to the metal attribute.
Sure enough, as soon as she touched the white tiger light bead, it burst out with a strong killing intent. Fortunately, she was prepared for it. With a thought, golden lightning emerged from her hand. At the same time, Qin Xi summoned the Vermilion Bird's flame to block it for her.
"What should we do?" Feifei was even more disappointed.
Fertile water shouldn't be kept in an outsider's field. If the three of them, oh no, two people and one beast couldn't subdue it, wouldn't that be giving it to someone else?
There was a loud noise outside, and the sacrificial temple shook even more violently. At the same time, a flame flew in from outside.
Qin Xi reached out, and the flame fell on his hand. It was a fire talisman.
He flicked his finger, and the fire talisman turned into a wisp of smoke. A voice came through: "Little brat, you're still alive, right?"
Qin Xi smiled. "Master is here."
Upon hearing Lord Daoist Jinghe's voice, Mo Tiange also felt relieved. "Then shall we go out?"
"En." Since they couldn't subdue it, they didn't need to stay.
Mo Tiange patted Feifei's spiritual beast bag. "I don't need to tell you, right?"
Feifei curled its lips and obediently returned to the spiritual beast bag.
Having a master was good; at least it didn't need to take risks on its own.
The two of them flew along the stone path and arrived at the damaged part of the stone wall in an instant.
The ghost cultivators guarding outside were no longer there. Not far away, ghost cultivators were fighting with a group of human cultivators.
There were about twenty human cultivators, and all of them were in the Nascent Soul realm. Although they weren't as many as ghost cultivators, their magic weapons were much more powerful, so the battle was temporarily tied.
Mo Tiange saw Lord Daoist Jinghe at first glance. Who told him to be so eye-catching with his dazzling golden clothes?
"Master!"
Lord Daoist Jinghe turned to look at them and glared at them. "Two little brats! You really know how to cause trouble. You need a lesson, right?"
Mo Tiange giggled. "Master can teach us a lesson when we go back!"
"Less nonsense! Why aren't you helping us?!" Although it was delightful for master and disciple to reunite, they had to be careful of provoking public anger.
Qin Shoujing only used a Sound-Transmitting Talisman, but Qin Jinghe dragged a large group of Nascent Soul cultivators to fight — it was really annoying.
Sure enough, Ding Luan shouted loudly, "Can you master and disciple talk after you're done fighting?
If you keep talking, I'll leave! "
Mo Tiange and Qin Xi cupped their fists towards the number one female cultivator in the Celestial Pole and joined the fight.
At the same time, she sent a voice transmission to Jing Xingzhi, who wasn't too far away: "Fellow Daoist Jing, go back and take a look. Maybe you'll have a fated chance."
Jing Xingzhi, who was fighting, looked at her with surprise. Mo Tiange showed a faint smile.
Jing Xingzhi pondered for a moment then pretended to be powerless and returned to the sacrificial temple.