The time just a bit earlier.

Feng Country, Bright Moon Mountain.

This mountain serves as the base of the Profound Nether Sect, with a Fourth Rank Middle Grade Spirit Vein!

Ordinarily, this place is viewed by Feng Country cultivators as a kind of holy land.

But now, the entire Bright Moon Mountain is surrounded entirely by cultivators from Hu Country and Yue Country.

"Attack!"

With the loud shouts from the Hu Country cultivators.

Forty to fifty Foundation Establishment Cultivators, under the leadership of seven to eight Golden Core Cultivators, begin chanting spells in unison, gathering their mana together.

In the void, a massive amount of lightning attribute Spiritual Power converges, turning into dozens of lightning bolts several hundred feet long, striking fiercely on the moonlight-like glow of the array barrier covering Bright Moon Mountain.

Boom!

Accompanied by a thunderous roar, the lightning erupts, causing ripples to spread across the array's spiritual glow.

But the Hu Country cultivators are not to be outdone.

"Borders of Endless Wood!"

With an angry shout.

Two to three dozen Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators, along with hundreds of Late-Stage Qi Cultivation disciples, led by several Golden Core Stage powerhouses, chant spells in unison.

In no time, the mana surges around the crowd, gathering at one point.

In the void, a large amount of Wood Attribute Spiritual Power gathers, morphing into massive round logs hundreds of feet long, slamming violently against the Mountain Protection Array of the Profound Nether Sect.

"Boom boom boom..."

The sounds of thunder and impact intertwine, as if tearing apart the entire world.

The fierce attack causes layers of spiritual light ripples, like ocean waves, shaking unsteadily under the intense impact.

"The Mountain Protection Array, could it really be unable to hold?"

Witnessing this scene, countless disciples of the Profound Nether Sect feel a deep sense of worry wash over them like a shadow.

...

"Master Xuanfeng, dare you come out to fight!"

At this moment, a thunderous shout suddenly echoes.

Two dazzling Escape Lights rise up from the depths of the Hu and Yue countries' cultivator armies, with the unique terrifying pressure of Nascent Soul Masters, dashing toward Wangyue Mountain like meteors.

Jiang Jingxing and Wan Ming stand proudly in the void

The powerful aura around them is like two towering mountains, giving off an invisible sense of oppression.

"Nascent Soul Masters!!"

Disciples of the Profound Nether Sect within the array turn pale instantly, faces flooding with overwhelming fear and panic.

Can their sect's Mountain Protection Array really withstand two Nascent Soul Cultivators?

At this moment, outside the array, Wan Ming sees Master Xuanfeng hasn't appeared for a long time, a flash of cold light in his eyes as he coolly says:

"Since you won't come out, I'll force you out!"

Before the words fall, he suddenly swings his iron fan, the azure fire like a roaring dragon, carrying endless power to attack the fiercely surging Mountain Protection Array of the Profound Nether Sect.

Boom!

The violent energy streams spread like a raging tidal wave, seeming to shake and distort the surrounding space.

"Slash!"

Having seen Wan Ming make his move, Jiang Jingxing hesitates no longer.

Around him, the mana surges like a tide, and with a light tap of his finger, a tremendous purple sword, hundreds of feet tall, appears out of thin air.

This giant sword radiates a chilling sharpness, with an overwhelming momentum, slashing fiercely towards the Mountain Protection Array of the Profound Nether Sect.

Under the formidable attacks of the two Nascent Soul True Monarchs, the Mountain Protection Array of the Profound Nether Sect bears unprecedented pressure, flickering unsteadily between light and dark.

The array, once unbelievably sturdy, now resembles a candle in the storm, constantly on the verge of being snuffed out.

Inside the Profound Nether Sect, the oppressive atmosphere is so thick it seems it could drip water.

Countless disciples of the Profound Nether Sect stare at the swaying Mountain Protection Array, their faces nearly overflowing with terror and concern.

"Hmph!"

At this moment, a cold snort suddenly reverberates from Wangyue Mountain.

A dark light rises from the depths of the Profound Nether Sect, appearing before everyone in just an instant.

This person is the head of the Profound Nether Sect, Master Xuanfeng.

In a black robe rustling in the wind, his visage is stern, eyes filled with an endless, imposing authority and calmness.

However, upon closer examination, it's not hard to notice that his face is as pale as paper, his aura exceedingly weak.

These small details mercilessly reveal the fact that he is severely wounded.

"Master Xuanfeng, I thought you planned to play the turtle hiding in its shell forever!"

Upon seeing Master Xuanfeng appear, a mocking smile appears at the corner of Wan Ming's mouth.

Jiang Jingxing also coolly speaks from the side: "Hand over the Yin Yang Qi Cauldron, and we'll spare the Profound Nether Sect."

Despite Master Xuanfeng's serious injuries, facing the two fully capable Nascent Soul cultivators, his expression remains unflustered, his tone calm:

"I could hand over the Yin Yang Qi Cauldron, yet, I wonder, to which of you should I give this treasure?"

"A clumsy attempt at sowing discord."

Hearing this, a disdainful smile emerges on Wan Ming's lips, "Do you take us for children?"

"Master Xuanfeng, don't delude yourself, bringing about your own destruction."

Jiang Jingxing's voice carries a hint of coldness, "Although you have obtained a new body through soul transfer, your strength is not even a tenth, you are no match for us!"

Jiang Jingxing and Wan Ming naturally won't fall for such a clumsy attempt at sowing discord.

What's more, they had already discussed the eventual ownership of the Yin Yang Qi Cauldron in advance.

Yet, hearing the words of the two, Master Xuanfeng shows not a trace of fear.

Instead, he looks up and laughs heartily, the laughter resonating in the air with a few notes of defiance: "Do you truly believe you have cornered me?"

"Hmph! You refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!"

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