The sky, which had been darkening, suddenly became as bright as day.
Yu stood in his small courtyard, frowning as he looked at the source of the light. "The sun has risen again?"
Lu Jingshen stood beside him and said disdainfully, "Idiot, didn't you sense the fluctuations in spiritual energy? There's a fight going on."
Guan Yunchuan frowned. "Who uses light to blind people when they fight? I need to go see what's more powerful than Junior Sister's Gatling gun."
Su Daiyuan raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, looking helpless. "Is it possible that the person was fighting right outside the Invincible Sect?"
Lu Qing'an's eyes widened suddenly. "They actually dare to fight within the Invincible Sect Realm? Are they tired of living?"
The five brothers exchanged glances, and then walked towards the main gate without hesitation.
Outside the gate of the Invincible Sect, the White Tiger, with a giant python under his foot, said in a deep voice, "Wake up! How can you sleep at your age!"
"Sheng Ning is about to be beaten to death, we need to go and call for backup!"
The giant python was jolted awake, puffing out black smoke, and even its voice was hoarse as it spoke, "What happened? A fire?"
The white tiger stomped on his vital spot, and the giant python's upper body instantly sprang upright. "Stupid tiger, if you want to die, just say so, and I'll grant your wish right now!"
"She's awake? Sheng Ning's in trouble. Kong Wu wants us to protect her, and she's almost dead on the first day!"
"Hurry up, let's go into the Invincible Sect and call for reinforcements!"
The giant python blinked its vertical pupils, only then sensing the abnormal fluctuations in spiritual energy around it.
Unlike the peaceful atmosphere before, even though he was cold-blooded and ruthless, he could still feel the tense atmosphere around him.
After he saw the source of the light that made the surroundings as bright as day, his vertical pupils dilated. "She? She's still alive?"
These two shockwaves were imbued with the spiritual power of the Golden Core stage, and Sheng Ning, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, was no match for them.
He released his divine sense to probe, and even though his divine sense was immediately detected and bounced back, he still sensed the life force of Sheng Ning within it.
How is that possible?
Even with her extraordinary talent, Sheng Ning couldn't possibly resist an attack from two demonic cultivators at the Golden Core stage.
"She's not dead yet. Look at those two ugly monsters, they still have treasures in their hands, constantly releasing shockwaves. She's about to die."
The white tiger simply opened its mouth and grabbed the giant python. Because the two spirit beasts were not the same size, the giant python was dragged along by the white tiger.
"I can walk by myself, stupid tiger, put me down... wait, why does the spiritual energy of those two shockwaves seem to have decreased?"
The giant python twisted its body and struggled incessantly.
Just as he was about to break free from the white tiger's filthy mouth, he looked up and was stunned by the sight before him.
His description was limited, and Baihu thought that the two demonic cultivators were going to stop attacking Sheng Ning. However, as soon as he looked up, he was almost blinded by two bright lights in front of him.
"What was that? It almost blinded me!"
The giant python stared intently at the petite figure soaring through the air.
That mouth, which was once most adept at flicking its tongue like a snake, now only has one sentence left.
"Impossible, impossible..."
The white tiger raised its paw and slapped him on the head. "Are you stupid?"
As they spoke, Baihu saw that Sheng Ning was safe and sound and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Thank goodness she's not dead, otherwise even if we escaped to the ends of the earth, Kong Wu would definitely hunt us down and chop us into mincemeat!"
Recalling Kong Wu's ruthless methods, Bai Hu couldn't help but swallow hard. "But what are those two shiny balls in her hands? Are they Cuju (ancient Chinese football) balls? They look pretty good."
The giant python took a deep breath, wishing it could conjure up an arm and slap the stupid tiger on the head.
"If I'm not mistaken, Sheng Ning condensed the two spiritual energies, one fire and one water, into two spheres."
Throughout history, all cultivators have considered themselves superior, and therefore focused solely on defending against external attacks.
No cultivator has ever been as shrewd as Sheng Ning, handling attacks from others as if they were mere balls.
With its vertical pupils dilating, the giant python flicked its tongue again. "Kongwu is right, she truly deserves our protection."
Before he could finish speaking, the white tiger slammed its paw down on his head again. "Look at her like that, does she need our protection?"
"If she hadn't threatened that bastard, you would have been roasted to a crisp. Protect her? She's more likely to protect the two of us."
The giant python, having been hit on the head again, roared, "...Try hitting me again! If it weren't for Sheng Ning's sake, I would have strangled you in two!"
Baihu rolled his eyes at him.
Just as the two spirit beasts were about to start fighting again, Sheng Ning suddenly moved in mid-air.
Sheng Ning felt weak and as if her body had been hollowed out.
It was already a stretch for her to deal with one Golden Core cultivator, let alone two.
Both the pig-headed bird-woman and the other woman held magic gourds in their hands. Just now, she risked her life, trying to condense two streams of spiritual energy into a small ball, just like Gou Sheng did.
But she overestimated her abilities.
When the ball had just condensed to half its original size, she clearly sensed that cracks had appeared in her water and fire spiritual roots.
If it weren't for the wood spirit root constantly repairing her two spirit roots, she would probably have already died from the explosion of her spirit roots.
After finally getting the pig-headed birdman to stop, she was too exhausted to shrink the two balls in her palm any further and could only let them grow to the size of a soccer ball.
Seeing that the two balls were still growing out of control, Sheng Ning pursed her pale lips and looked coldly at the two pig-headed men.
"You guys are done playing, isn't it my turn now?"
Sheng Ning's ability to condense two streams of spiritual energy into a ball was something neither Pighead nor the other had expected.
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