Chapter 183: It’s Useless Even If The Father Of Bixia Sect Came!
Ming Zhaoshuang skimmed through a few pages, but couldn’t make out anything, only feeling that it was more difficult to understand than her previous sword techniques.
She put it away, left a note for Jiang Yuejian and Ming Cangzhu, and then went straight to the Ao Tian Sect, intending to help the Ao Tian Sect people fight.
Regardless, she had to step up for this Shuangyu Mountain matter.
Not long after she left, Ming Chenxing followed behind her, and she couldn’t shake him off.
Ming Zhaoshuang was speechless, wondering if this guy had installed a tracking device on her, otherwise how could he find her so easily.
However, Ming Chenxing didn’t stop her, so she let him follow.
The two of them traveled at full speed, and after about two days, they finally reached the Ao Tian Sect and met Qin Du.
Upon inquiring, they learned that Fei Changxiu and others had already rushed to the battlefield between the Lingxiao Sect and the Ao Tian Sect, where they were displaying their might and having a grand time.
Qin Du, who was injured, was overjoyed to see them.
After hearing their purpose, he had his disciples escort Ming Zhaoshuang to the battlefield.
After another two days, Ming Zhaoshuang finally saw the desolate land, with spiritual light surging and constantly entering her eyes, cultivators scattered everywhere, forming mountains of corpses.
The mountains had already collapsed, and everything as far as the eye could see was scorched black.
Ming Zhaoshuang focused her gaze, intending to find the Peak Master Xiu Tian, when she suddenly heard a voice filled with mockery.
“The Eldest Young Lady has arrived! Everyone, make way!”
Ming Zhaoshuang looked in the direction of the voice. Before she could find Fei Changxiu, she heard a cacophony of miscellaneous voices rising around her.
“The Eldest Young Lady has arrived! Everyone, make way!”
“The Eldest Young Lady has arrived! Everyone, make way!”
“The Eldest Young Lady has arrived! Everyone, make way!”
Ming Zhaoshuang was a little speechless. When she finally saw Fei Changxiu, she couldn’t help but throw a Lightning Talisman at him.
“Shut up!”
Fei Changxiu easily dodged, a smile on his face, “I say, Junior Sister, that’s quite immoral. Senior Brother is still injured.”
Ming Zhaoshuang snorted coldly, “Serves you right!”
Peak Master Xiu Tian naturally saw the commotion, and he added, “You insisted on going when you shouldn’t have, who else deserves it if not you.”
He chatted with Ming Zhaoshuang for a while, saying that the Bixia Sect was now strongly supporting the Lingxiao Sect, even sending over a dozen Nascent Soul stage cultivators. As a result, although they had the upper hand, the battle had reached a stalemate.
“Nascent Soul stage cultivators?” Ming Zhaoshuang’s eyebrows rose, showing a bit of interest.
Peak Master Xiu Tian sighed, “In the entire Lower Cultivation World, Nascent Soul stage cultivators are very rare. A dozen Nascent Soul stage cultivators are enough to change the entire battle situation.”
Upon hearing this, Ming Zhaoshuang became even more excited, “Leave all of that to me!”
Peak Master Xiu Tian was surprised, “Niece Shuang, although you have reached Late Golden Core Great Perfection, you are still a long way from Nascent Soul stage cultivators.”
“Youthful arrogance is a good thing, but you shouldn’t underestimate the enemy so carelessly.”
Fei Changxiu also said, “Junior Sister, you just deal with one Nascent Soul stage cultivator, don’t… overexert yourself.”
Fei Changxiu could barely pronounce the last two words.
Because he saw Ming Zhaoshuang boldly summon Sang Biao, whose majestic figure blocked his entire vision like a mountain.
How could he forget that Ming Zhaoshuang had this absurd thing.
One palm strike to kill a Nascent Soul cultivator, this fight was simply unnecessary.
Let alone the Bixia Sect, even if the Bixia Sect’s father came, it would be useless!
Ming Zhaoshuang patted Sang Biao’s fur and said with a smile, “Mimi! Let’s play whack-a-mole.”
Sang Biao let out a long roar, so loud that the already precarious mountains around them instantly collapsed, almost shattering the eardrums of everyone nearby.
The crowd looked up and could only see a white tiger with wings on its back, its body enormous, its face ferocious and terrifying.
Especially the pressure emanating from its body made people tremble uncontrollably.
Ming Zhaoshuang raised her hand and shouted, “Go, Sang Biao!”
Sang Biao stepped forward, its wings covering the sky and the sun. With a mere lift of its hand, it slapped several Nascent Soul stage cultivators in front of it to death, and even had time to sweep away the Golden Core stage cultivators behind them with its tail.
It was boring, truly boring.
These cultivators were too weak, not enough for it to swat.
Back when Sang Biao followed its former master Feng He, cultivators below the Body Integration stage weren’t even qualified to appear before it. Now, these top Nascent Soul stage cultivators truly held no interest for it.
Sang Biao’s actions naturally alerted the higher-ups of the Lingxiao Sect and the Bixia Sect.
Several Deity Transformation stage cultivators swallowed nervously upon seeing this.
They had a feeling that this suddenly appearing spiritual beast might be much more powerful than them.
Its ability to kill a Nascent Soul cultivator with one palm strike was the cultivator’s limit, not its own.
The two or three Deity Transformation stage cultivators didn’t need to think much further before seeing Sang Biao suddenly fix its gaze on them, who were fighting on another side, with a ferocious glint in its eyes.
Before Ming Zhaoshuang could give an order, it spread its wings and flew towards them!
The Deity Transformation stage cultivators didn’t even have time to react before Sang Biao swatted their heads askew with one palm, all of them perishing under its sharp claws.
Fei Changxiu was startled, finding Sang Biao even more terrifying.
Peak Master Xiu Tian’s eyes widened in fury, staring at Ming Zhaoshuang in disbelief, his voice trembling slightly, “Shuang… Niece Shuang, this, this ferocious beast is…”
In the cultivation world, Feng He was just a legend, and Feng He’s spiritual beasts also had their own legends.
Besides the Dragon King, the last ascender, Feng He also had a divine beast, or rather, a ferocious beast.
The ferocious beast Qiongqi, resembling a tiger but large, with two wings on its back.
One roar could shake heaven and earth, one palm strike could shatter mountains and collapse peaks.
How could Peak Master Xiu Tian believe that the spiritual beast before him was actually Saint Feng He’s ferocious beast, Qiongqi.
Ming Zhaoshuang replied indifferently, “It’s an opportunity Feng He Du Xian gave me. An ancient ferocious beast, Qiongqi Sang Biao, currently at Mid-stage Mahayana cultivation.”
To preserve Sang Biao’s dignity, she decided not to call him Mimi at this moment.
This, not only Peak Master Xiu Tian, but even Fei Changxiu couldn’t help but widen his eyes, “No, this guy is Mid-stage Mahayana?”
He already knew Sang Biao was powerful, but he never expected it to be this powerful.
No wonder it could kill a Nascent Soul or Deity Transformation cultivator with one palm.
Even Void Refining and Body Integration would be no match for Sang Biao.
After all, Qiongqi was a divine race, thick-skinned and tough, with immense brute force, and couldn’t be measured by ordinary Mid-stage Mahayana standards. If one were to truly consider its power, it would at least be at the level of an Early-stage Tribulation Crossing cultivator.
Ming Zhaoshuang nodded and smiled, “Yes.”
“This sect war should come to an end.”
Indeed, it was time for it to end. Once Sang Biao entered the battlefield, it was unstoppable, basically sweeping away more than half of the enemy.
Halfway through, it seemed to feel that its hands hurt from slapping people, so it simply used spells to sweep away all these waste cultivators, leaving none behind, only a scene of broken mountains and forests.
Divine races have no spirit roots, but they can innately mobilize the surrounding spiritual energy for their use, their talent is astonishing.
Fei Changxiu swallowed, “Junior Sister, your spirit beast is simply too formidable.”
With Sang Biao taking the lead, they could now pack up and return to Ao Tian Sect.
