After all, if you already guessed what would happen, why should you mind?
When the leaders of the Meteorite Sect heard what Chen Yijin said, they all felt that she was just holding on.
That is the world consciousness, the existence that dominates the direction of the world. Shen Yijin is just a tiny human being. Even if she is more special than others in this world with thin spiritual energy, she is still a human being, and an ant in His eyes.
How can an ant not be afraid of the existence that can dominate its own life?
"Tsk... Chen Yijin, I know you, a well-known figure in the Xuanling Realm. But this is not the Xuanling Realm you are familiar with. In this world with thin spiritual energy, your cultivation should not have recovered to the Nascent Soul stage yet, right? How can you fight against Him like this?" The elder of the Meteorite Sect couldn't help laughing, mocking Chen Yijin's arrogance.
He laughed so happily that Shen Yijin couldn't help but smile as well: "I think the ones whose cultivation is really not as good as before are you."
Several months ago, her cultivation level had returned to the Nascent Soul stage, and now she has even reached the threshold of advancing from the Fusion stage to the Mahayana stage. I believe that it won't be long before she can become a Mahayana cultivator.
On the other hand, the people from the Meteorite Sect used Hu Yunrong's bones to resurrect, secretly carried out a lot of tricks in this world, and even merged their consciousness with the network. Now we can't even see her cultivation level, which is too weak.
It seems that they have been focusing their energy on devouring insects during this period of time and have not thought about improving their own cultivation at all.
The smile of the elder of the Meteorite Sect froze. He could tell that Shen Yijin was mocking them for not being able to see her current cultivation level and could only rely on guesswork.
Several people exchanged glances and gritted their teeth, saying, "You're so sharp-tongued, Chen Yijin, but don't get complacent too soon. You may have the upper hand with your mouth right now, but we'll show you how powerful He is later. When we beat you to the point of nearly losing your soul, we'll see if you can still smile."
Chen Yijin snorted coldly: "I don't know if I can laugh later, but I know that you can't laugh now."
"You!" The elders were at their wit's end and no longer wanted to argue with Shen Yijin. Instead, they took out their weapons and attacked Shen Yijin directly.
The five elders attacked at the same time, and there was another leader who might attack at some point. If all six attacked Shen Yijin together, she would definitely not be able to withstand it alone.
Nan Mingcheng stepped forward and stood in front of Shen Yijin, helping her to divert the firepower of the three elders.
He was a weapon refiner and didn't fight much when he was in the Xuanling Realm, so his techniques were a little unfamiliar when he faced the enemy.
An elder saw him making the same trembling movements as a new disciple learning sword fighting. The corners of his mouth stretched wider and wider, and a strange laugh escaped his lips. "Boy, you are not good at fighting, and you have no grudge against us. I advise you to stay out of our business and leave as soon as possible. Otherwise, don't blame me for using you to refine the artifact given by our Lord."
After hearing this, Nan Mingcheng took a few glances at the swords in the elders' hands. He couldn't see anything special about them that could be called divine weapons.
From his perspective as a weapon refiner, the quality of these swords is just average, better than the mass-produced swords made in factories outside, but the quality cannot really be said to be great.
He would not be able to refine a sword of this quality now because it is too low-level.
"I think your sword seems very ordinary, how can it be a divine weapon?" Nan Mingcheng did not say that he was leaving, he just asked the elders a question.
Although Nan Mingcheng's tone was very sincere when he asked the question, his expression of confusion mixed with a bit of puzzlement was enough to make the elders angry.
The quality of the sword itself is indeed average, Nan Mingcheng is right about that.
But it was precisely because he was right that the elders were angry. Didn't they want good quality swords? It was the world consciousness that was unwilling to give them, and said it was a waste to give it to a few outsiders who had only touched a sword a few times!
Fueled by Nan Mingcheng's words, the elder who had just spoken to him suddenly looked grim, his attitude dropping several degrees. "What do you know? A weapon's quality isn't what counts; its lethality is! Do you think everyone can see the specialness of a divine weapon... Ha, boy, I see it. You're just tired of living, so you're deliberately provoking me!"
The smile doesn't disappear, it just shifts.
Nan Mingcheng saw that the elder couldn't smile anymore, so he forced a smile and imitated Shen Yijin's tone just now, saying: "Uncle, I'm living a good life and have no thoughts of dying. But the artifact in your hand is not so good. It only has some power of rules. It's useless in martial arts."
The elder paused in his action of chopping people with the sword. How did Nan Mingcheng see that the sword had the power of rules?
He knows there is power behind rules, yet he still dares to say such things. Does he have something that can restrain the rules?
During the battle, the elder had no time to think. He was distracted for a moment and then swung his sword towards Nan Mingcheng's vital points.
The Evil-Slaying Sword flew out from Nan Mingcheng's hand, almost leaving an afterimage in the air, knocking all the elders' swords away.
That’s not all. After the Evil-Slaying Sword stopped, it provocatively drew a vertical middle finger in the air with its sword energy to express its disdain and ridicule for the elders.
Being mocked by a sword, the elders could not bear it any longer. They picked up the sword, activated the power of rules on the sword, and used their power to control the sword to attack Nan Mingcheng. At the same time, they drew a formation with their hands and used the unique and insidious formation of the Meteorite Sect to attack Nan Mingcheng.
Countless attacks came towards Nan Mingcheng, but he was not panicked at all. More than ten swords flew out from behind him, helping him to cut off the attacks of the elders and counterattack at the same time.
The power of rules was great, but he counterattacked quickly, and before the power of rules could be displayed, the battle was over.
Moreover, the quality of the weapons is too poor, they cannot exert much power of the rules, and there is a delay when using them.
Nan Mingcheng is not afraid of the power of rules because he understands this point clearly.
If the sword was of high quality, he wouldn't be dealing with it as easily as he is now.
No need to do it himself, Nan Mingcheng sighed: "It is best to let them play freely. As an outsider, I won't get involved."
He was not idle during this period. He resumed his job of refining weapons and made quite a few. Naturally, swords for self-defense were the most numerous, with at least a few hundred of them.
He is a weapon refiner who has refined so many weapons. Why should he personally participate in the battle? If something happens, can't he just let the weapons take his place?
Chen Yijin was originally a little worried about Nan Mingcheng's game, but when she saw Nan Mingcheng summon several swords to assist in the battle and seemed to have the upper hand, she felt relieved.
She had one less enemy to deal with than Nan Mingcheng, so it was naturally easy for her to defeat him at this moment.
The leader of the Meteorite Sect was so angry that his face turned black when he saw that his elders were so disappointing that five of them were besieging two people but were still defeated.
He took a deep breath, hid his figure, and appeared behind Shen Yijin.
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