Wang Jixuan stood with his hands on his back, the ring on his finger faintly glimmering, as a string of talismans and Magic Treasures adjusted their sequence for easier access.

He was searching for an opportunity, a moment when the opponents might be distracted.

The three cloaked men and women opposite him were all in a state of full alert.

Even though Master Wang advanced to the Nascent Soul stage in a state of loss and near despair, he was nonetheless a bona fide Nascent Soul Taoist. After absorbing the Spiritual Power related to him from the Stone of the Past, he was nearing the Nascent Soul Middle Stage.

Engaging in a confrontation with the Spirit Cultivators, he could now have a one or two-tenths chance of success.

He Ruli paid no heed to these three Spirit Cultivators.

Perez continued, "The Guardians of the Ancient Civilization, there might have been some misunderstandings between us, our members acted autonomously leading to the escape of the Great Pioneer's soul..."

Buzz, buzz, crack, crack.

On the city wall, two rows of golden cannons rose within three seconds, aimed and locked onto these three Spirit Cultivators.

He Ruli's voice drifted over, gentle and elegant, saying:

"Get lost."

Perez nodded expressionlessly, gave a slight bow toward Cloud City, and then all three of them started to retreat slowly.

They were still maintaining the highest level of vigilance.

But in truth, what they were most guarded against was Nierdamon.

When the three retreated about twenty steps, several regular hexagonal phantom images appeared behind them, suggesting they were about to activate some kind of escape ability.

One second, two seconds, their figures became simultaneously blurred.

At this moment!

Amina hadn't even had time to react before two figures next to her whooshed out.

Wang Jixuan and Nierdamon simultaneously chose to strike!

Looking at Master Wang, a black dragon sprang from his shoulders, encircling him. In his palm, a storm of thunder formed and split the earth, as nine Magic Treasure flying swords shot out, with a red light bursting from the red dot on his forehead.

Nierdamon appeared rather simple, with extreme speed, a strong body, and an unstoppable aura.

Wang Jixuan's assault arrived first, with the red light hitting Perez's chest.

Perez's figure slightly staggered, as the Spiritual Energy Circuit projection behind him exploded, and the hands hidden under his cloak were immediately raised high, sending gusts of whirlwinds toward Wang Jixuan and Nierdamon.

This move was useless.

Wang Jixuan's palm unleashed the storm and thunder, tearing Perez's whirlwind nearly instantly; he reached forward with a forceful grasp, releasing bolts of lightning that engulfed all three figures, with hundreds of feet around them being torn by the Thunder Light.

Nierdamon's figure suddenly accelerated, and he delivered a fierce punch to Perez's chest, causing an innumerable number of Spiritual Energy barriers to erupt between them, yet the force of Nierdamon's punch still sent the three figures flying far backward.

Wang Jixuan flew over Nierdamon's head, with the nine swords forming an Array, seeming to unleash thousands of Qi Swords like rushing rivers toward Perez!

Nierdamon sprinted wildly from the ground, leaving behind a series of large pits, as six radiant wings appeared behind him, and his fist shone with dazzling golden light!

Two of them, one from above and one from below, fought against the many, making it impossible for these three Spirit Cultivators to find a chance to counterattack.

It seemed as if Wang Jixuan was unleashing the pent-up anger in his heart, attacking without the slightest restraint, and using the most powerful magic available to him at this stage at will.

Thunder turn dragon, whirlwind Condensed Seal.

Mountains fall, heavenly rivers surge.

Perez couldn't hold on for more than three seconds before he hung his head and spat blood.

The little figure on Wang Jixuan's chest rapidly formed the Condensed Seal.

He had prepared for so long before coming to Cloud City, making so many preparations, now is not the time to hold back.

Demon come!

Wang Jixuan raised his hands high, as thick Demonic Qi surged around him, with the black dragon suddenly swelling, the surrounding sky darkened, and an Asura shadow emerged behind Wang Jixuan. It then quickly moved forward, merging with Wang Jixuan's Dao Body.

Asura's six arms turned into four, appearing under Wang Jixuan's two arms, holding four long knives and long swords formed from Demonic Qi.

Wang Jixuan held a spear in his left hand, a sword in his right, a slight cold smile gracing his lips as his figure crashed with Demonic Qi toward the trio who were being bombarded by spells.

"Die!"

The flashes of swords and shadows of spears filled the air, and the black dragon roared.

The three Spirit Cultivators shouted in unison and counterattacked with all their might, but before their movements could form a continuous series, massive amounts of black Qi surged forth, their souls gripped with extreme fear, causing them to retreat further.

Nierdamon's figure rushed forward but was thwarted by the Demonic Qi, only able to linger on the edge.

One could say, that the Demonic Qi Wang Jixuan came to Cloud City with was already enough to make these Spirit Cultivators wary;

Now, Nierdamon felt the threat.

It was a deadly threat.

As if it were the ultimate evil and chaos in the world, and the soul would catch fire if touched even slightly.

A Great Demon at the Nascent Soul Realm was a troublesome old monster in their cultivation world!

Wang Jixuan laughed wildly, relentlessly pursuing the three spirit cultivators, while Perez's eyes turned fierce, and he triggered his spiritual energy circuit, counterattacking Wang Jixuan.

The other two also utilized their own methods, activating their core circuits to fiercely attack Wang Jixuan.

All three of them realized that if they only focused on fleeing, they wouldn't escape this cultivator's relentless pursuit.

But they soon discovered...

The attacks from this cultivator faced head-on were something they couldn't quite withstand.

Whenever the dragon roared, they became sluggish in response;

When the black gas surged forward, they had to expend a great deal of spiritual energy to protect themselves, to prevent their souls from being tainted by the black gas.

And the spiritual energy they released would be harnessed across the air by the cultivator.

In this give and take, their bodies quickly amassed cuts one after another, and though not seriously injured, the situation looked grim.

Nierdamon swiftly altered his strategy, continuously punching from the outskirts, targeting the weakest of the three for a fierce assault.

At this moment, a clear melody from a flute arose from behind, and Amina sat atop the Moonship, playing a delicate jade flute, releasing five beams of light at once.

Wang Jixuan and Nierdamon's offensive suddenly became three times sharper, and Nierdamon's almost recurring injury was suppressed, while Wang Jixuan's Primordial Spirit's strength seemed to have ascended a level.

He had reached Mahayana before, twice, so the stronger his Primordial Spirit was now, the greater his combat ability naturally would be, without any sense of panic or disarray.

Fight!

Wang Jixuan transformed into a six-armed Asura, slashing back and forth!

Perez's nostrils continuously twitched; by now, he was already a bloodied figure, and his robe was in tatters.

The old man knew it wouldn't be easy to escape today, and with a sudden long cry, the entire space erupted with countless black dots, these dots simultaneously emitting black beams, slicing the three-thousand-meter-diameter spherical space into irregular small pieces.

Wang Jixuan was struck by several black beams, causing his body to start distorting.

Cutting space?

Master Wang's assault was interrupted by Perez's 'big move,' and Nierdamon couldn't advance at this time, only able to watch helplessly as Perez and his companions turned into black fog, slipping into a crevice.

Then the sound of clangs continued unbroken.

The space simultaneously collapsed... but it didn't seem like the space was truly collapsing, as space itself isn't a tangible entity.

A black sphere with a three-thousand-meter diameter appeared instantly, with Wang Jixuan and Nierdamon simultaneously retreating, Amina always remained outside the black sphere.

The black sphere quivered slightly, then collapsed inward with a swoosh, disappearing without a trace.

Rolling spiritual energy surged from all directions, causing the area to tremble dozens of times before returning to normal.

"Impressive skill."

Wang Jixuan softly uttered, as the surrounding black gas was entirely swallowed by the encircling black dragon, which then burrowed into his shoulder, transforming into a tattoo.

Nierdamon looked up at Wang Jixuan, his gaze rather complicated.

How much time had passed?

The techniques Wang Jixuan just displayed, combined with his ferocious offensive, though partly due to seizing the initiative and Amina's support, indeed suppressed the three spirit cultivators.

Three fully formed spirit cultivators.

Nierdamon could naturally see that Wang Jixuan's outburst couldn't last, and if they couldn't take down one of the strong enemies in a short time, all three would be in trouble today.

But such a level of strength enhancement...

Is this the Great Pioneer?

Nierdamon lightly sighed inwardly, looking at the young man standing in the air.

Wang Jixuan had already turned back to Cloud City, cursing as he opened his mouth:

"He Ruli! Why didn't you fire just now!"

On the other side.

Three figures emerged from beneath the Antarctic ice cap at their secret base, their clothes in tatters, bodies covered in bloodstains, and the center figure, Perez, bowed his head and vomited blood.

Next to them, a group of advanced spiritual slaves awaiting orders, and Ye Zi admiring his makeup in the mirror, all turned to look.

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