In her view, whatever Shi Chun said it was, then that's how it should be. Before Shi Chun gave any additional instructions or explanations, her perspective on matters was somewhat abnormal.

Yet, as is often said about human nature, human nature indeed. After all, she had transformed into a human form, and had been influenced by human culture. Therefore, she managed to perceive something from the reactions of the Mingshan Sect group. She realized that things might not necessarily go according to Shi Chun's words alone and became aware of the potential danger.

Her complexion changed drastically as she suddenly turned to look back at Shi Chun and the others.

However, it was already too late. With outsiders interfering in the clash between both sides, there was no time for anyone to act.

Wu Shanshan, with the flute at her lips, glanced sidelong with a smile. She mocked the shocked expressions of Shi Chun's group and also ridiculed Wu Jinliang for his overconfidence. Just a mere monk in the High Martial Small Success Realm dared to brandish a large blade and charge at a High Martial Great Success Realm expert wielding three integrated fifth-grade Magical Treasures. It was as futile as attempting to halt a chariot with the arm of a mantis.

The Black Lotus that had fallen to the ground was still in a state of bloating and collapse, seemingly trapped in some form of agonizing torment despite being a fifth-grade Spirit Venerate Magical Treasure.

After Shi Chun tossed aside the Black Lotus Magical Treasure, it appeared as though he didn't make any additional moves. Yet, with his body slightly leaning forward in a preparatory stance, he was already committing his full cultivation to defend an invisible wall with utmost effort.

Not only did he need to ensure the wall wouldn't get blown away, but he also had to cast techniques to control its size. He expanded the wall remotely, widening it further, and then rapidly widened it even more.

Without needing any verbal orders, Wu Jinliang initiated a coordinated attack, while Shi Chun seamlessly exerted his full power to actively align with Wu Jinliang's aggression as if on cue.

Three godlike figures of light and shadow converged, forming a triangular formation, yet their range of assault was somewhat expansive. Shi Chun had to instantly stretch the invisible wall further, striving to envelop all three attacking Magical Treasures within its confines.

He was acutely aware—if even one were to slip through, Wu Jinliang would be doomed.

Ordinary people could hardly fathom the destructive force of attacks from fifth-grade Magical Treasures. Even before the actual strike landed, a surge of airflow had already pushed forward with explosive momentum.

Simply the sheer force of this turbulent wave altered the surrounding wind direction instantly, making it obvious to him that this was the power of a fifth-grade Magical Treasure.

If it were only his own survival at stake, he might have managed to cope to some extent. But since he needed to push against such a large force with his spell-augmented surface, the resistance became far too grueling. In order to protect Wu Jinliang, he was driven to desperately stretch the invisible wall even further.

It was a wall visible only to him for now.

In just an instant, his face flushed red, his neck strained visibly, bloodshot veins popped in his eyes, his cheeks bulged, and even a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

He had never dreamed that the opponent, upon starting their assault, would immediately deploy three fifth-grade Magical Treasures to deal with them. It was like using a bull's axe to kill a chicken—excessively overkill.

Yet he dared not slacken in the slightest. Apart from desperately blocking, he had no other choice but to keep desperately blocking. His throat was filled with the metallic tang of blood, his mouth overflowed with it, and he couldn't even vocalize a warning to Wu Jinliang to evade. Even if he could have made a sound, there wouldn't have been time.

The distance was so close, and the shifts in the clash so instantaneous that no one had a chance to intervene, while all the onlookers could do was to watch helplessly.

Shocked was the group from the Mingshan Sect, while amused and gleeful were those from the Extreme Fire Sect. The latter viewed the scene as if it were an effortless ploy—an inevitable capture in one fell swoop.

Little did they know, the Black Tiger that suddenly darted out was equally caught off guard.

He stared fixedly at the charging Wu Jinliang, initially with a cold sneer, but that sneer abruptly froze on his face, unable to remain. His gaze flicked rapidly to examine other elements.

The triangular formation of three lights and shadows protected him in the center, ensuring he wouldn't lead the charge. He had intentionally released the Magical Treasures first, keeping himself behind them.

The Magical Treasures had already recognized him as their master, attuned to his mind and spirit. He could sense both normal and abnormal behavior from them intimately.

Under his control, the Magical Treasures charging ahead suddenly conveyed a sensation of delay. The feeling transmitted sequentially from all three treasures.

He presumed it was an illusion, but in the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the three treasures' momentum suddenly slowing down. Clearly, there was no visible obstruction—why then was there a sense of resistance? What was happening?

Shi Chun, whose face was as red as a monkey's backside, vividly witnessed several bursts of brilliance shining in succession.

The invisible wall was shattered. With Shi Chun's cultivation, he couldn't possibly withstand the impact of three fifth-grade Magical Treasures colliding, nor had he ever intended to.

First, a spear thrust through the invisible wall. Then a head, followed by an arm wielding a blade making contact.

Although it seemed as if all three breached the barrier simultaneously, there was a slight sequence of events.

The instant the invisible wall was broken, the immobilization material within its structure made contact with the external forces, triggering a mutation, as if the breaking point suddenly burst forth with rays of light stretching out in all directions.

While the light's outbreak carried a faint lag and felt somewhat slow in its blossoming, creating a subdued intensity, there was still a momentary "hum" of dazzling brilliance spreading outward.

The faint blue, transparent strands wrapped around the blade that had initially breached the wall, coiling onto the metallic woven structures forming the figures of gods and demons that followed the light shadow, as well as binding the three metal mat-like objects that sluggishly continued their charge.

Finally, the strands extended to wrap around the Black Tiger who had barreled through.

Several points of impact burst forth with rays of immense light one after another, culminating in a singular eruption of brilliance.

Within Shi Chun's line of sight, an expansive world of faint blue, semi-transparent strands unfolded grandly, seemingly pulling tighter the hazy turquoise-colored material from the entire scenario before his eyes. The spectacle was breathtaking beyond imagination.

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