Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 80 Before the War
"Senior Brother Nie, I wonder if you know any inside information about why the sect has summoned us here?" Han Li asked with a little respect, without disguising the curiosity in his words at all.

Nie Zhaonan then came back to his senses from the conversation with the two women and looked at Han Li.

"Oh? It turns out to be Junior Brother Han. I don't dare to claim to know the inside story, but I am just making some guesses." Nie Zhaonan responded politely.

"Brother Nie, please tell me something so that I can prepare for the situation." Han Li was delighted when he heard this, and thought to himself that this was indeed the case.

In Han Li's opinion, Nie Zhaonan must know the inside story, and saying it was just a guess was just being modest.

"Junior brother will not listen to your information in vain. If you have any request, please tell me. I will definitely not refuse if I can do it." Han Li said sincerely.

"Junior Brother Han, there is no need to do this. I guess this trip might be a preparation for a war with other sects." Nie Zhaonan said slowly.

There is still some time before the invasion of demons, and the action taken by Huangfeng Valley now clearly shows that the six sects are planning to take action against Lingshou Mountain.

"What!" Han Li shouted in surprise. After a while, Han Li calmed down and said absentmindedly, "A great battle between sects!"

Although Han Li had expected this, he was still shocked when he heard the news and was a little out of control.

The next moment, the sect leader, Zhong Lingdao, controlled a magical weapon and flew in from the depths of the sect. He landed on the high platform, put his hands behind his back, and looked calmly at the monks in the field.

Seeing the arrival of the sect leader, hundreds of monks in the square fell silent. In an instant, the atmosphere became extremely solemn.

The purpose of gathering everyone here was about to be revealed. Most of the people present were nervous and worried, fearing that they would hear some bad news.

A calm but majestic voice echoed over the square: "The Grand Elder has ordered that all disciples who receive the message must be present, otherwise they will be punished for betraying the sect."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's heart trembled, and they all thought of the only supreme elder of Huangfeng Valley, Patriarch Linghu. They never thought that the order came from this sect's pillar of power.

Moreover, the punishment is so severe. If you betray the sect, you will be hunted down by the sect forever.

After saying this, he glanced at the sect’s foundation-building deacon behind him.

The butler with a long black beard shook his head slightly.

Zhong Lingdao got the answer he wanted. All the cultivators had arrived here and said loudly, "Okay! Lingshou Mountain colluded with the six sects of the Demonic Path and attempted to subvert the six sects of our Yue Kingdom. We cultivators must not allow this villain to stay in Yue Kingdom."

"Now, immediately board the flying boat and rush to the Spirit Beast Mountain, and destroy it together with the other five sects!"

Zhong Lingdao was worthy of being the head of a sect. With just a few simple words, he explained everything clearly and also aroused the emotions of the monks present, making them quite excited.

Just as he finished speaking, six giant flying boats, dozens of feet in size, with yellow flags with the three big words "Huangfeng Valley" written on them, fluttered in the wind on the masts, and slowly came from the air behind him.

The speed seemed very slow, but in fact it arrived above the square in the blink of an eye.

After hearing the order conveyed by the master, although all the cultivators present were extremely shocked, they also had a hint of joy on their faces. The previous haze was swept away, and without any doubt, they all turned into streams of light and flew into the flying boat in the sky.

Although they were going to go to war with Spirit Beast Mountain, they had the help of the other five sects. They had an absolute advantage in numbers, so the danger was obviously much smaller. They might even be able to kill some monks of the same level and get some spoils of war.

In a short while, hundreds of cultivators from the Huangfeng Valley were already standing on the deck of the flying boat in an orderly manner.

Zhong Lingdao gave an order: "Let's go!"

The six flying boats rose into the sky together, forming a V-shaped formation and flew towards the Spirit Beast Mountain.

"The flying boat of the Huangfeng Valley is very fast. But it is far inferior to my Lingyun flying boat." Nie Zhaonan felt the slowly receding mountains and forests and made a silent comparison in his heart.

The flying boats of Huangfeng Valley are mainly used to transport large quantities of personnel and materials for the sect, and speed is not the main consideration.

After complaining in his heart, Nie Zhaonan looked at the two women beside him and said with some concern: "Ying'er, Qiaoqian, when we reach Spirit Beast Mountain and start the battle, you must stay by your husband's side."

The situation on the battlefield was complicated, chaotic and extremely dangerous. If one was not careful, one would be ambushed. Nie Zhaonan was still a little worried about the safety of the two women, although Nie Ying and Chen Qiaoqian were not considered weak in the foundation-building stage.

"Yes, we will definitely follow our husbands closely." The two women responded in unison, with a hint of nervousness in their voices.

This was the first time for the two women to participate in a battle between different sects, so they inevitably felt a little nervous and uneasy.

Nie Zhaonan also felt the emotions of the two women, and without caring about the presence of others, he hugged the two women in his arms, one on the left and one on the right.

The two girls shyly grasped the corners of their clothes with their delicate hands. Some of them blushed slightly, feeling somewhat uncomfortable with being so intimate with their husbands in public.

However, the feeling of peace in their husbands' arms was hard for them to resist, so they all closed their beautiful eyes and ignored the gazes around them.

At the same time, the scenes at the five sects, including Qingxu Sect, Huadaowu, Yanyue Sect, Tianque Fort, and Jujian Sect, were exactly the same as that at Huangfeng Valley. They were all summoning the monks from the sects and heading towards Lingshou Mountain.

Outside Lingshou Mountain, dozens of flying boats of various styles were already vaguely visible. The flying boats formed a circular encirclement, tightly covering the entire Lingshou Mountain.

In front of the flying boat, there were dozens of cultivators standing in the air. They were the Jindan and Yuanying cultivators from the six sects. Only such high-level cultivators could fly the wind without the help of magic weapons.

Nie Zhaonan looked at the six Nascent Soul cultivators in the front. They were emitting a powerful aura that made Nie Zhaonan feel uncomfortable.

After a while, Nie Zhaonan could no longer look directly at the six Nascent Soul cultivators. The huge gap in their realms and the oppressive feeling he felt forced him to look away.

Although, Nie Zhaonan knew clearly the description of Nascent Soul cultivators.

After the elixir is broken and the infant is formed, the lifespan can reach a thousand years, the infant can fly with light, and the infant can teleport instantly after the body is broken.

Even if the Dharma body is destroyed, one can be reborn by taking over another body with the help of the Nascent Soul and truly have a second life.

But when I actually saw it, I couldn't help but feel humble like an ant.

Nie Zhaonan sighed deeply, calming his agitated heart slightly.

"Brother, these six sects suddenly attacked at the same time. Could it be that they discovered that we have defected to the Yuling Sect?" asked the middle-aged man with a sallow complexion.

This person is one of the two Nascent Soul cultivators of Lingshou Mountain. Lingshou Mountain is ranked only after Yanyue Sect among the seven sects of Yue Kingdom. The sect also has two great elders in the early Nascent Soul stage.

Looking at the cultivators from the six sects outside through the protective formation, the middle-aged man felt very uneasy and his eyes were filled with complicated expressions.

The action of the six evil sects has not yet begun, but the news has leaked. Is their luck really that bad?
The white-haired old man took a deep look at the scene outside the formation. He was solemn, lowered his eyelids, and sighed softly, "Ah, he died before he could accomplish his mission. I'm afraid that my Spirit Beast Mountain will be destroyed. It's hard to save it."

Before the two of them could say a few more words, a cold voice echoed between heaven and earth.

"My two fellow Taoists from Lingshou Mountain, let's fight to the death today." The Great Elder of Yanyue Sect said this without any emotion, in a very clean and neat manner.

The white-haired old man took a deep breath and said, "Fellow Taoists, could you please talk a little more?"

There are seven Nascent Soul cultivators outside, and one in the middle Nascent Soul stage. It is a luxury for the two brothers to survive.

If possible, it would not be unacceptable to give up the sect's spiritual land and most of its resources in exchange for a chance to survive.

"Now that things have come to this, there is no point in saying more." The Great Elder of the Yanyue Sect refused expressionlessly.

The same was true for the other five Nascent Soul cultivators, who had no intention of having a deep conversation.

The white-haired old man wanted to say something else, but the words were yet to come out.

The next moment, the voice of the Great Elder of Yanyue Sect came:

"Fellow Daoists, please work together to break this protective formation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of the Great Elder of Yanyue Sect flew straight towards the Spirit Beast Mountain's protective formation. It was obvious that he didn't want to tangle with the two people from Spirit Beast Mountain any more, and just wanted to resolve the situation of Spirit Beast Mountain as soon as possible to avoid more troubles.

The five of them all nodded, and followed closely, landing in the air above the Spirit Beast Mountain formation.

Only six whistling sounds were heard.

A green giant sword as big as a door panel, a white whisk, a snow-white long knife, a yellow square seal, a red long sword, a golden halberd, and a black giant hammer.

As the magic power of the seven Nascent Soul cultivators continued to be injected into their own natal magic weapons, spiritual light surged on them, emitting six colors of light respectively.

The seven magic weapons swelled in the wind, becoming several feet in size, and flew straight towards the green protective formation of the Spirit Beast Mountain below.

The magic weapon with surging spiritual energy fell heavily with incomparable powerful momentum and hit the green magic circle.

"bang bang bang"

A series of explosions sounded, and the combined attack of seven Nascent Soul cultivators caused the entire Spirit Beast Mountain to shake.

Spider-web-like cracks appeared on the green formation shield and continued to spread toward the outer edge of the formation shield. When the entire shield was covered with cracks, the protective formation of Lingshou Mountain collapsed and disappeared with a loud bang.

A gust of wind was stirred up, and even though Nie Zhaonan was on a flying boat several kilometers away, his clothes were still rustling in the wind, which showed how strong the wave was.

The green protective formation of Lingshou Mountain was unable to withstand even a single blow from the combined efforts of seven Nascent Soul cultivators. It was blown away like useless mist.

The low-level cultivators of Lingshou Mountain were also exposed in front of the cultivators of the six sects.

In stark contrast to the cultivators from the six sects, the cultivators from Spirit Beast Mountain knew that their situation was critical and had a solemn look on their faces.

The white-haired old man from Spirit Beast Mountain, with his white beard fluttering, shouted, "Go to heaven for a fight!"

He waved his sleeves heavily, leaped into the clouds high in the sky, and disappeared.

His fellow apprentice also followed closely behind with a solemn expression.

Both of them understood that this battle was inevitable and they had no chance of escaping. They could only hope that the elders and disciples in the sect could escape from the siege of the six sects, even though this hope was so slim that it could be ignored.

The seven Nascent Soul cultivators flew into the clouds without saying a word.

In an instant, there were violent fluctuations of fighting in the sky. From time to time, there was a dazzling light and explosions, which shook the clouds and scattered them in all directions.

The Jindan cultivators from the six sects standing in mid-air also moved upon hearing the sound and rushed directly towards the seven or eight Jindan cultivators from Lingshou Mountain who were fleeing in all directions.

The disciples on the flying boats of various sects also scattered like dumplings towards the disciples of Lingshou Mountain below, covering an area of ​​more than ten miles in radius.

Nie Zhaonan nodded to the two women beside him, and the three of them rushed towards the target they had already chosen, three foundation-building monks who were fleeing.

After a while, Nie Zhaonan, Chen Qiaoqian and Nie Ying appeared in front of the three disciples from Lingshou Mountain.

The three of them were wearing clothes made of black and gray monster fur. They looked very rough and a little old, but their cultivation was not weak and they were all at the peak of the middle stage of foundation building.

Obviously, these three people are all veteran foundation-building cultivators with extremely powerful strength. They plan to join forces, fight their way out, and break through the siege of the six sects.

When the three of them saw Nie Zhaonan, a handsome man and a beautiful woman who looked like a match made in heaven, they looked at each other with a look of determination and ruthlessness in their eyes.

Without any hesitation, the three of them opened their hands left and right, one hand reached for the storage bag at their waist, and the other hand released the spirit beasts in the spirit beast bag.

Several defensive and offensive magic weapons of various styles flew out and hovered quietly a few feet away from the three people.

A black snake several meters in size, a gray bear as hard as an iron pipe, and a colorful spider with a highly poisonous smell fell to the ground.

These three spirit beasts were carefully cultivated by the three people over the past hundred years with a lot of resources. They have already advanced to the second level for a long time and can easily compete with ordinary cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building.

The three of them knew clearly in their minds that the situation was critical. The cultivators from the six sects were several times more numerous than the cultivators from Lingshou Mountain. If they did not defeat the people in front of them with great force, the only fate that awaited them would be to be besieged and killed by other cultivators who came to support them.

"I will take care of these three people. As for the three monsters, Qiaoqian and Ying'er, you two will deal with them." Nie Zhaonan said in a light tone, not taking the three veteran cultivators at the peak of the middle stage of foundation building seriously at all.

As he spoke, the peach wood sword and the two black scale swords flew out from the storage bag at the same time, and the sound of swords could be faintly heard.

"Okay, husband." The two women responded softly, and took out their respective purple bamboo swords and defensive magic weapons, looking calmly at the three monsters in front of them.

The three Spirit Beast Mountain foundation-building monks couldn't help but chuckle when they heard that the black-robed monk opposite them actually wanted to fight the three of them alone.

One of them even said sarcastically, "You are just a young cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building. Even if you have a better talent for cultivation, your strength is still far from enough."

He himself was extremely ugly, and when he saw the handsome Nie Zhaonan opposite him, he felt very unbalanced. He felt even more jealous when he saw him accompanied by two beautiful women. Seeing that his cultivation was not much different from theirs at such a young age, the heart that had practiced for more than a hundred years suddenly felt jealous.

As soon as this person finished speaking, a dark sword light appeared in front of him, and the other two people were also facing the attack of two other swords.

Nie Zhaonan was too lazy to talk to such a dead man and took action directly.

The three of them were not at all panicked by the sudden attack. They had originally planned to launch a sudden attack when Nie Zhaonan was distracted while replying. However, they did not expect that the man opposite did not reply at all, but instead took the initiative to attack.

In the past, when they fought against others, they would first say some trash talk to attract the opponent's attention, and then launch a sneak attack.

This move often gave them the upper hand in fights, making the opponent panic, but unexpectedly it had no effect here.

I felt a little disappointed, but in the blink of an eye I adjusted my mindset and focused on fighting the enemy.

The three of them simultaneously used the defensive weapons in front of them to block, and the sound of "ding ding ding" of the slashing was heard.

The man who was attacked by the peach wood sword was lucky enough that the shield in his hand was not damaged.

But the two people attacked by the Ink Scale Sword were not so lucky.

He looked at the top-level magic shield in his hand with a grim expression and felt extremely heartbroken. There was a sword mark about an inch deep on the shield, which almost split the two people's defensive magic weapons into two.

"What kind of magical weapon is this? It's so sharp."

"You can't take it head-on, you can only dodge."

Both of them were constantly thinking about how to deal with the situation.

Two sword lights continuously attacked the two people, and the attack was endless.

The two of them rolled on the ground from time to time, their bodies covered in dust.

Sometimes he would fly into the air with the help of a magic sword.

The two were forced to jump up and down to dodge everywhere, without any chance to fight back.

Several times, the cold sword light passed by their bodies, scratching their fur coats into tatters. With the mud on their bodies, they looked like beggars on the street, looking extremely miserable.

Only the man who was attacked by the peach wood sword easily blocked the sword attack, but he only dared to defend and did not dare to launch an attack rashly.

More than a hundred years of experience in fighting told him that if he attacked the relaxed young monk in black robes opposite him, he would probably be the first to die. His heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

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