A large object was moving through the air while receiving damage from massive amounts of spirit-filled attacks. Even though it was getting pelted from all sides it continued to fire back.
Finally, its outer shell was blasted apart and there was nothing left from the large castle that it once was. What greeted the attackers was a strange-looking shiny metallic sphere with many cannons sticking out of it.
The attackers from the Soaring Dragon Sect were doing their utmost to continue with their attacks on the giant mechanical thing and they were slowly whittling it down. It had thick armor plating that was posing a problem and the longer it took for them to pierce through the more damage did their own ships suffer.
They had gone into a trap, the whole city and part of the sky above was encased in a dome through which they could not leave. Soon after they felt a massive spike in their opponents' cultivation level, it was as if they were holding back and only now showed their true might.
Elder Tong, their best fighter at this moment, was engaged in a brutal confrontation with a man that looked to be made out of strange fire. Both of them were not riding on their soul beasts that were clashing with each other.
Huo Qiang was standing on the top of his Ifrit’s head that had gone through a size increase. Up against him was an eastern-style dragon with an emerald coat of scales. While the length of the dragon was about four times of the ifrit, it wasn’t as wide.
As the emerald dragon tried coiling itself around his opponent it received an uppercut to its head which sent it tumbling back. It released emerald bolts of lightning which were somehow absorbed by this creature that was actually made out of plasma and not fire.
“Is that all you have, great elder from the Soaring Dragon Sect?”
“You…”
Huo Qiang gave out a laugh while pushing himself towards his opponent. Both of them started crashing through the entire city and the residual shockwaves caused the buildings to crumble.
While this battle was happening the other elders from the United Element’s sect were trying to engage the other ten nascent soul elders. While they weren’t as strong, they were strong enough to cause them damage.
They weren’t alone, many of the lesser cultivators that were still at the core formation level banded together to form battle formations. These beasts made from condensed spiritual energy were as powerful as the people going against them.
Argonaut 1 the sect's flagship was already charging its main cannon to deliver a devastating blow to the enemy's huge flying vessel. While it started off bleak and with no hope, it looked like the defensive capabilities of the United Element Sect were enormous.
It was far larger than what a regular middle-sized sect should be able to produce. The longer the battle continued the more the people from the Soaring Dragon Sect realized this. They were assured of their victory when they charged in, now on the other hand they were not sure if they would be able to make it out alive.
“What are you doing? Just kill them all!”
Wang Long shouted out while using a sword to counter a peculiar-looking cultivator.
“You’re annoying, just die!”
His sword was met with another peculiar-looking one. While it was thinner and longer than the Jian it looked to be quite sharp.
This was Zhang Zhi from the United Element’s Sect that had picked out his opponent from all of the chaos. While Huo Qiang was keeping Tong busy the young master was unprotected which made it a good chance for him to capture the second biggest threat.
“Isn’t that a dai-katana?”
Wang Long called out as he was confused about seeing this type of weapon in the hand of a cultivator. He was facing off against a man that would be more fit to be in a world filled with ancient samurai.
The man didn’t reply while slicking forward. His blade started glowing and Wang Long quickly dodged to the side. The energy from the blade that was one long line started splitting apart into a thousand.
“Annoying!”
Instead of evading them, the young master used his own sword to defend himself. His Qi was gathered onto the blade, the previously white blade turned purple and bolts of lightning started shooting out from it. He performed a sideways swipe which caused the sword energies to collide with the other which in term canceled each other out.
“Stop moving around!”
The exchange continued for a moment and it was clear that the samurai was below the young master’s level in terms of power. Even then, the young man found it hard to land a clean blow as the member from the United Element sect was finding ways to dodge at the exact right moment.
“Your strength is great but your lack of technique and experience is painfully obvious!”
“Hah? Do you think I haven’t heard that before? What do I need technique for when I can kill anyone with just one shot? Now try dodging this!”
Wang Long pointed out with his finger at his opponent. A strange dark shadowy bracelet appeared on his wrist from which four chains that were covered in black energy shot out.
They traveled at an astonishing speed and were upon his opponent in a fraction of a second. The samurai used his sword energies to try to deflect this attack but as he tried he noticed that his attacks went right through these ghostly chains.
His next step was to quickly retreat but try if he might he wasn’t able to shake these chains free. They followed him everywhere and even when he tried to get behind some cover they just went through it.
“Just give up, I spend so many spirit points to get that rare binding skill!”
Wang Long laughed out and soon his opponent found himself being shackled by this skill. Both his wrists and ankles were being constrained and Zhang Zhi felt that this attack was even affecting his nascent soul. He was momentarily paralysed and unable to move, he could feel that if he had enough time he could break free but would his opponent give him that?
“Hah, it never fails to get them.”
Wang Long pointed his sword up into the sky and energy started gathering on it. Zhang Zhi could tell that the power behind this skill was massive. Normally he would be able to easily evade it but with these shackles, he was a sitting duck.
“Another one bites the dust!”
Wang Long started swinging his sword down, the massive torrent of energy was about to get discharged but right before he could complete his sword technique another blast of energy approached him.
“What the?”
Wang Long was submerged in a blast that came from the side.
“Young Master!”
“It’s not wise to look away during a fight, old man.”
Elder Tong noticed that Wang Long had been directly hit by a blast coming from the large flying fortress. But as he tried to move to help the young lord he was interrupted by Huo Qiang’s fist which he had to block.
“I’m fine old man, no need to scream like a little girl.”
Zhang Zhi was finally able to get himself out of the strange ethereal shackles but the young man that he was facing was clearly alive. After the beam attack subsided his form covered by a thin flickering barrier could be seen. One of the rings he was wearing that was previously quite bright had its gem become cloudy after this attack was received.
“Protective treasures? Did you buy them in the system store or did you receive them from your own sect? Must be nice to go with the easiest starting location.”
The voice of a certain man came from the side and when people turned to it they saw someone that they didn’t expect to ever see again, Zhang Dong the Sect Patriarch. Zhang Zhi’s eyes went wide and some of the other cultivators that were busy fighting stopped in their tracks.
“From the shop of course? Why would I use the items they give me when I can get better ones from the cash shop… what the hell are you even wearing, first the samurai now armor? What are you supposed to be, a power ranger?”
Zhang Dong approached slowly from the skies. The item he was wearing looked like a more modernized suit of armor that snuggly clung to his body. It was white with golden outlines and had his sect's insignia written out on his back.
“Something like that, it’s not too late to leave, I’m sure you could talk to your people and make this blow over.”
“My people? I think you’ve been living with these NPC’s for too long and lost it.”
Zhang Dong frowned as he heard the reply. It didn’t feel right to go against someone from his original world but the man was not giving him much choice. It was clear that he was taking this like some kind of elaborate game that came down to gaining points. Even now he was probably wondering if he would get a special bonus for killing an actual system holder.
“I think you are the one that has lost it, fine… Have it your way.”
Liena at this moment was left inside of the large fortress and was giving it some of her spiritual energy to run it. He had given her a crash course about piloting it, only when the attackers managed to blast through its plating was she to leave.
While their reuniting was brief he needed to do this himself. Liena would do more by piloting the large orb of cannons as it could easily keep the enemy ships and some of the nascent cultivators at bay.
“Why would I have it any other way? This is just a playground for me, but you seem to have a different idea… and what’s this? Ha ha…”
Wang Long started laughing after Zhang Dong placed a helmet over his face. But it didn’t look like his armor was the true reason he was laughing.
“Core formation? You are still only at the core formation level? How am I to get any points if you’re below my level?”
Just like Zhang Dong, Wang Long could see his enemies stats and realms. He knew the weakness of that approach though. The system did disclose the realms but this could be misleading if someone like him was involved.
His response was not in words but with a fist to Wang Long's face. The armor that he was wearing started giving out a golden hue and his power was boosted to a new level.
The young master from the Soaring Dragon Sect made a nice arc and landed five hundred meters away. His body slammed into a yet not destroyed building that now crumbled and dropped down on him.
“Go help the other elders Zhang Zhi, leave this idiot to me.”
“As you wish, Patriarch!”
Zhang Zhi nodded and then flew away. He knew that Zhang Dong would be able to bring victory to the sect like he always did. Even if it meant to go against the Azure Emperor he would follow his Patriarch all till the end.
A large object was moving through the air while receiving damage from massive amounts of spirit-filled attacks. Even though it was getting pelted from all sides it continued to fire back.
Finally, its outer shell was blasted apart and there was nothing left from the large castle that it once was. What greeted the attackers was a strange-looking shiny metallic sphere with many cannons sticking out of it.
The attackers from the Soaring Dragon Sect were doing their utmost to continue with their attacks on the giant mechanical thing and they were slowly whittling it down. It had thick armor plating that was posing a problem and the longer it took for them to pierce through the more damage did their own ships suffer.
They had gone into a trap, the whole city and part of the sky above was encased in a dome through which they could not leave. Soon after they felt a massive spike in their opponents' cultivation level, it was as if they were holding back and only now showed their true might.
Elder Tong, their best fighter at this moment, was engaged in a brutal confrontation with a man that looked to be made out of strange fire. Both of them were not riding on their soul beasts that were clashing with each other.
Huo Qiang was standing on the top of his Ifrit’s head that had gone through a size increase. Up against him was an eastern-style dragon with an emerald coat of scales. While the length of the dragon was about four times of the ifrit, it wasn’t as wide.
As the emerald dragon tried coiling itself around his opponent it received an uppercut to its head which sent it tumbling back. It released emerald bolts of lightning which were somehow absorbed by this creature that was actually made out of plasma and not fire.
“Is that all you have, great elder from the Soaring Dragon Sect?”
“You…”
Huo Qiang gave out a laugh while pushing himself towards his opponent. Both of them started crashing through the entire city and the residual shockwaves caused the buildings to crumble.
While this battle was happening the other elders from the United Element’s sect were trying to engage the other ten nascent soul elders. While they weren’t as strong, they were strong enough to cause them damage.
They weren’t alone, many of the lesser cultivators that were still at the core formation level banded together to form battle formations. These beasts made from condensed spiritual energy were as powerful as the people going against them.
Argonaut 1 the sect's flagship was already charging its main cannon to deliver a devastating blow to the enemy's huge flying vessel. While it started off bleak and with no hope, it looked like the defensive capabilities of the United Element Sect were enormous.
It was far larger than what a regular middle-sized sect should be able to produce. The longer the battle continued the more the people from the Soaring Dragon Sect realized this. They were assured of their victory when they charged in, now on the other hand they were not sure if they would be able to make it out alive.
“What are you doing? Just kill them all!”
Wang Long shouted out while using a sword to counter a peculiar-looking cultivator.
“You’re annoying, just die!”
His sword was met with another peculiar-looking one. While it was thinner and longer than the Jian it looked to be quite sharp.
This was Zhang Zhi from the United Element’s Sect that had picked out his opponent from all of the chaos. While Huo Qiang was keeping Tong busy the young master was unprotected which made it a good chance for him to capture the second biggest threat.
“Isn’t that a dai-katana?”
Wang Long called out as he was confused about seeing this type of weapon in the hand of a cultivator. He was facing off against a man that would be more fit to be in a world filled with ancient samurai.
The man didn’t reply while slicking forward. His blade started glowing and Wang Long quickly dodged to the side. The energy from the blade that was one long line started splitting apart into a thousand.
“Annoying!”
Instead of evading them, the young master used his own sword to defend himself. His Qi was gathered onto the blade, the previously white blade turned purple and bolts of lightning started shooting out from it. He performed a sideways swipe which caused the sword energies to collide with the other which in term canceled each other out.
“Stop moving around!”
The exchange continued for a moment and it was clear that the samurai was below the young master’s level in terms of power. Even then, the young man found it hard to land a clean blow as the member from the United Element sect was finding ways to dodge at the exact right moment.
“Your strength is great but your lack of technique and experience is painfully obvious!”
“Hah? Do you think I haven’t heard that before? What do I need technique for when I can kill anyone with just one shot? Now try dodging this!”
Wang Long pointed out with his finger at his opponent. A strange dark shadowy bracelet appeared on his wrist from which four chains that were covered in black energy shot out.
They traveled at an astonishing speed and were upon his opponent in a fraction of a second. The samurai used his sword energies to try to deflect this attack but as he tried he noticed that his attacks went right through these ghostly chains.
His next step was to quickly retreat but try if he might he wasn’t able to shake these chains free. They followed him everywhere and even when he tried to get behind some cover they just went through it.
“Just give up, I spend so many spirit points to get that rare binding skill!”
Wang Long laughed out and soon his opponent found himself being shackled by this skill. Both his wrists and ankles were being constrained and Zhang Zhi felt that this attack was even affecting his nascent soul. He was momentarily paralysed and unable to move, he could feel that if he had enough time he could break free but would his opponent give him that?
“Hah, it never fails to get them.”
Wang Long pointed his sword up into the sky and energy started gathering on it. Zhang Zhi could tell that the power behind this skill was massive. Normally he would be able to easily evade it but with these shackles, he was a sitting duck.
“Another one bites the dust!”
Wang Long started swinging his sword down, the massive torrent of energy was about to get discharged but right before he could complete his sword technique another blast of energy approached him.
“What the?”
Wang Long was submerged in a blast that came from the side.
“Young Master!”
“It’s not wise to look away during a fight, old man.”
Elder Tong noticed that Wang Long had been directly hit by a blast coming from the large flying fortress. But as he tried to move to help the young lord he was interrupted by Huo Qiang’s fist which he had to block.
“I’m fine old man, no need to scream like a little girl.”
Zhang Zhi was finally able to get himself out of the strange ethereal shackles but the young man that he was facing was clearly alive. After the beam attack subsided his form covered by a thin flickering barrier could be seen. One of the rings he was wearing that was previously quite bright had its gem become cloudy after this attack was received.
“Protective treasures? Did you buy them in the system store or did you receive them from your own sect? Must be nice to go with the easiest starting location.”
The voice of a certain man came from the side and when people turned to it they saw someone that they didn’t expect to ever see again, Zhang Dong the Sect Patriarch. Zhang Zhi’s eyes went wide and some of the other cultivators that were busy fighting stopped in their tracks.
“From the shop of course? Why would I use the items they give me when I can get better ones from the cash shop… what the hell are you even wearing, first the samurai now armor? What are you supposed to be, a power ranger?”
Zhang Dong approached slowly from the skies. The item he was wearing looked like a more modernized suit of armor that snuggly clung to his body. It was white with golden outlines and had his sect's insignia written out on his back.
“Something like that, it’s not too late to leave, I’m sure you could talk to your people and make this blow over.”
“My people? I think you’ve been living with these NPC’s for too long and lost it.”
Zhang Dong frowned as he heard the reply. It didn’t feel right to go against someone from his original world but the man was not giving him much choice. It was clear that he was taking this like some kind of elaborate game that came down to gaining points. Even now he was probably wondering if he would get a special bonus for killing an actual system holder.
“I think you are the one that has lost it, fine… Have it your way.”
Liena at this moment was left inside of the large fortress and was giving it some of her spiritual energy to run it. He had given her a crash course about piloting it, only when the attackers managed to blast through its plating was she to leave.
While their reuniting was brief he needed to do this himself. Liena would do more by piloting the large orb of cannons as it could easily keep the enemy ships and some of the nascent cultivators at bay.
“Why would I have it any other way? This is just a playground for me, but you seem to have a different idea… and what’s this? Ha ha…”
Wang Long started laughing after Zhang Dong placed a helmet over his face. But it didn’t look like his armor was the true reason he was laughing.
“Core formation? You are still only at the core formation level? How am I to get any points if you’re below my level?”
Just like Zhang Dong, Wang Long could see his enemies stats and realms. He knew the weakness of that approach though. The system did disclose the realms but this could be misleading if someone like him was involved.
His response was not in words but with a fist to Wang Long's face. The armor that he was wearing started giving out a golden hue and his power was boosted to a new level.
The young master from the Soaring Dragon Sect made a nice arc and landed five hundred meters away. His body slammed into a yet not destroyed building that now crumbled and dropped down on him.
“Go help the other elders Zhang Zhi, leave this idiot to me.”
“As you wish, Patriarch!”
Zhang Zhi nodded and then flew away. He knew that Zhang Dong would be able to bring victory to the sect like he always did. Even if it meant to go against the Azure Emperor he would follow his Patriarch all till the end.
