As the leader of the heretical schools, the Senluo Temple had a long history dating back to the Apocalypse Era. Each temple had an ancient heritage and groomed peerless geniuses. Naturally, they were even more outstanding.
Seven lords from the ten temples were here. Each of them was a king level character among the younger generation. No one was unafraid of them.
Spirit treasures rose from all seven directions and sealed the sky. There were black sails, gigantic temples, and frightening flags … This was a magnificent scene. Seven spirit treasures appeared in the sky at the same time.
The cultivators nearby couldn't stand straight due to the pressure from these treasures.
Feng Feiyun had entered a trance-like state at this moment. He focused all of his attention on absorbing the energy from the Dan Spirit Stone. Only by absorbing it as fast as possible would he be able to leave before more experts arrived.
He didn't want to drag his friends down with him.
"Su Yun, a wise man submits to circumstances, step aside!
One person's power is limited, you can't stop us. "The divine sails in Xue Changxiao's hands covered half of the sky.
Su Yun stood in front of the shrine as if he was nailed to the ground. He was as firm as a boulder without any intention of leaving.
"Then it should be enough if I join in!" An extremely tyrannical voice came from the night sky.
A White Swallow Spear pierced through the black clouds in the sky. Yan Ziyu raised his spear and flew to the top of the ancient temple, his tiger-like eyes sweeping the surroundings.
The seven lords from the Senluo Temple were slightly startled. The number one expert of the pagoda's younger generation was here.
Yan Ziyu's cultivation was not below Su Yun's.
The Tenth Lord coldly shouted: "Yan Ziyu, this has nothing to do with you?"
Yan Ziyu proudly stood at the top and said: "Feng Feiyun is a disciple of our pagoda, we are fellow students, so how is this not my business?"
"Well said!
The pagoda and the heretical schools have agreed to fight by the sacred lake. Your lords didn't arrive last night, so tonight is the perfect time to turn the world upside down. "
Princess Luofu rode her imperial carriage past the blockade of the seven lords and landed on Night-Day Peak with a draconic energy hovering around it.
Contrary to everyone's expectations, Princess Luofu appeared at this time.
"Meow, meow!" A few cats meowed.
A tender little girl was carrying a white kitten on the Ghost Immortal Bridge. She had a cute smile on her face and her little hands were rubbing the kitten.
Little Demoness also climbed Night-Day Peak and sat on the threshold of the shrine. She pinched the cat's long ears with two fingers.
The top youths of the pagoda appeared at the same time.
The situation immediately changed. With these people here, their lineup was so powerful that even if all ten of the Dark Asura Hall's Highnesses came together, they might not be able to win.
If he didn't act now, then when would he?
Su Yun put his palms together and a seven-colored ray of light flew out from his palms, turning into a huge battle ring that enveloped Xue Changxiao and the third brother.
Even though it was one against two, he was still able to completely suppress them.
Yan Ziyu took out his White Swallow Spear. A white beam soared to the sky and faced off against three spirit treasures at the same time. Three of the lords were fighting against him at the same time.
The remaining two took out a blood flag and an iron bowl. One was sharp while the other was impregnable. They wanted to ambush Feng Feiyun inside the shrine.
The murderous aura of one spirit treasure was enough to obliterate Feng Feiyun at this moment.
However, Little Demoness caught these two spirit treasures!
The iron bowl was more than seven meters tall with spirit runes on its surface. There was a beast soul sealed inside, but Little Demoness easily grabbed it and pressed it to the ground.
The light on the bowl was extinguished by her and turned back into a silver bowl the size of a fist. She threw it to Whitey.
It seemed that she wanted to turn this silver bowl into Whitey's cat bowl.
As for the blood flag, it was also caught by her. She crushed the spiritual light on it and put it into her bosom without any hesitation. It was as if it had always belonged to her.
The two lords from the Senluo Temple were fuming with anger. They had heard that Little Demoness was quite devilish, but in their eyes, she was only eleven or twelve years old. No matter how devilish she might be, she was still too young. How strong could she be?
However, she took away two spirit treasures in one move, causing everyone's jaws to drop.
"She, she cultivates a forbidden art that can take away other people's spirit treasures. Could it be the Star Plucking Art?"
More and more lights flew over from the distance. More and more cultivators gathered. Many came to watch the show while others came to kill Feng Feiyun. They were waiting for the right time.
"Little Girl from the Feng Clan, you better return the World Crossing Bowl or I'll destroy your entire clan."
The Fifth Lord's face twisted in anger after seeing his spirit treasure being pressed down by a cat's claws.
"Little Demoness, return the Monarch Flag and I'll let you live."
The Eighth Lord was speechless as well. His face couldn't help but twitch after seeing the corner of the flag in Little Demoness' chest.
'She's too careless.'
Little Demoness innocently stared at the two with her eyes wide open: "You two want to rob me?"
"Pluff!"
The two princes of the Dark Asura Hall were about to vomit blood. Who was the one who stole the item?
"Meow!"
Whitey turned into a white shadow and flashed through the air with incredible speed. It grabbed one of the Fifth Lord's ears and placed it inside the silver bowl before returning to Little Demoness' feet.
The bloody ear was directly eaten by the cat.
Princess Luofu was slightly surprised. Just what was this cat's background?
It could actually grab the Fifth Lord's ear in one move. Even she wouldn't necessarily be able to do this.
The Fifth Lord of the Senluo Temple was furious and covered his bleeding right cheek. His eyes seemed to have turned into lightning as he rushed towards the entrance of the shrine, wanting to kill both Little Demoness and that damned cat.
"Rumble!"
A spirit light exploded as figures dashed back and forth.
After a while, the Fifth Lord was blown flying for several thousand meters before stabilizing. He was in a sorry state with tattered clothes and claw marks all over his skin. Beads of blood continued to drip down.
There was also a bloody palm on his face from being slapped away by Little Demoness.
"Ouch, it hurts so much!" Little Demoness clutched her bloody hand and screamed in pain. She squatted on the ground from the pain.
The Eighth Lord of the Senluo Temple also took action. However, before he could reach the peak, Princess Luofu had already sent him flying with the Queen's Order. He had lost his spirit treasure so he couldn't stop the power of the order.
"Whoosh!"
By the time Su Yun returned, Xue Changxiao and the third brother had already been severely injured.
Not long after, Yan Ziyu also stood on top of the shrine with his bloody spear. His white daoist robe was stained with blood.
The princess coldly said: "The Senluo Temple is only so-so. You are still far from being able to compare to our pagoda."
The seven lords from the Senluo Temple had lost all face. Each of them was more or less wounded. It was easy to injure them, but it was very difficult to kill them.
Even Su Yun and Yan Ziyu would have to pay a great price to kill them.
Xue Changxiao became even paler with a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth. He gravely said: "The two strongest lords from the ten halls are not here yet. If they come, you guys might not be able to stop them."
"That's right. If the First Lord comes out of seclusion, then even Yan Ziyu and Su Yun together might not be his match." Another Dark Asura Lord coldly said.
"Just you wait!
Big shots from the previous generation will come soon. Feng Feiyun won't be able to leave his name on the tablet. "
"A Half-step Giant King of our Senluo Temple is already on his way. He will arrive before noon tomorrow."
The seven lords from the Senluo Temple were wounded and didn't attack again. However, they didn't leave the lake and retreated to the distance to recuperate.
There was actually a half-step Giant Qing rushing over!
Su Yun and Yan Ziyu became serious. Although they were invincible among the younger generation, there was still a big gap between them and a half-step Giant.
Although the cultivation world had a rule stating that older cultivators couldn't take the initiative to attack younger cultivators, this was only under normal circumstances.
The threat of leaving his name on the tablet was too great. It was enough to cause the older cultivators to break the rules and kill him.
The spirit energy in the shrine became denser. Feng Feiyun's entire body was shrouded by this energy as his aura became stronger. His meridians continuously exploded and shot out rays of light.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Two hundred and eighty-one meridians, two hundred and eighty-two meridians, two hundred and eighty-three meridians … With each meridian opened, the strength in his body would increase by a notch.
When dawn arrived, there were already three hundred rays of light blossoming on his body. The dazzling light rushed out from the ancient temple and shone in all directions.
With the protection of Su Yun and the top experts from the pagoda, no one dared to trespass the Night-Day Peak tonight. All the cultivators who wanted to kill Feng Feiyun didn't dare to act rashly since they were intimidated by the auras of the four great masters.
However, the sense of danger didn't disappear. On the contrary, it became closer and closer, causing many people to feel uneasy.
At noon, the light in the shrine became even brighter. Strands of spirit energy floated around and rushed in and out of Feng Feiyun's body.
More than half of the Dan Spirit Stone in Feng Feiyun's hands had been absorbed. The stone went from the size of a fist to the size of a pigeon's egg.
Inside Feng Feiyun's body, 330 meridians had been opened. His head, chest, hands, feet, spine, soles, and palms were all opened. His entire body was covered in specks of light.
The heavenly hymn of the grand dao echoed inside Feng Feiyun's body and echoed throughout the entire Night-Day Peak.
The cries of phoenixes came out as a fiery cloud condensed above the shrine, giving off an endless mystical feeling.