Jiang Li didn't reply, her gaze sweeping over Hu Qu and the other twelve people. She silently calculated in her mind: twelve Dao Proving Realm cultivators far surpass the Dao Inquiry Realm; more than eighty Dao Inquiry Realm disciples from the Upper Realm are also formidable in combat... If they fight head-on, the alliance probably won't last long.
If all else fails... I'll have to crush the jade tablet my master gave me.
She secretly touched the storage pouch at her waist, where the second jade token Lin Zhou had given her before his departure was hidden. She didn't want to use it unless absolutely necessary—her master had said that on the path of cultivation, one must always fight for oneself first.
Hu Qu watched as his disciples stood in formation, then waved to the young disciple in the lead: "Li Ran, take them on a 'trial' trip. Remember, don't go too far. Leave a few alive to ask about the distribution of spiritual veins in this realm."
"Yes, Elder!" The young disciple named Li Ran bowed and accepted the order, then turned to look at the cultivators from the Cangxuan Realm, a bloodthirsty excitement flashing in his eyes.
"Fellow disciples, did you hear that? The elder has given us 'trials'! Whoever cuts off a hundred heads first, I'll treat him to 'Dragon Blood Wine' from the Upper Realm!"
"roar!"
The disciples from the upper realm shouted in unison, their eyes gleaming with a thirst for slaughter, like hungry wolves about to pounce on a flock of sheep.
The expressions of Qian Gan and the other twenty-odd Dao Inquiry Realm elders were extremely solemn. They could sense that the other side's disciples were ready to attack.
Meanwhile, the twelve Dao-proving masters were observing coldly, clearly intending to let their disciples "warm up" first.
"Form ranks!" Qian Gan shouted in a low voice, his tone resolute.
More than twenty strands of Dao Inquiry Realm spiritual energy intertwined once again. This time, it was no longer for defense, but condensed into a huge spear of light, pointing directly at the disciples of the Upper Realm!
"kill!"
With a furious shout from Qian Gan, the light spear tore through the air and shot towards Li Ran and the others.
Li Ran sneered, raised his hand, and a purple-gold light barrier blocked the light spear. At the same time, he ordered, "Kill!"
Hundreds of figures surged out like a tide, their purple-gold spiritual power colliding with the spiritual power of the Cangxuan Realm, unleashing a deafening roar.
The great war finally broke out.
Hu Qu and the other twelve remained standing in place, watching their disciples slaughter the "ants" as if it were a play, their eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.
In the distance, at the Bamboo Courtyard of the Qingyun Sect, Lin Zhou looked at the chaotic battlefield reflected in the water mirror, his fingertips gently tapping on the armrest of his bamboo chair.
"Twelve Dao-proving disciples, over eighty Dao-seeking disciples..." He chuckled and picked up a spiritual fruit.
"This is quite a gift for them. Let's see if Xiao Chen and his buddies can handle it."
The battle before the Heavenly Road intensified, blood staining the earth red, and the light from the collision of spiritual energy illuminated the dark sky.
The fate of the Cangxuan Realm teetered on the brink of collapse in this bloody battle where the odds were stacked against them.
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