CHAPTER 556: CHAPTER 438: COVERING THE SKY WITH ONE HAND_2

These matters do not need to be explained in detail to the disciples. Shui Qingbo should take time for reflection and make progress through the pain.

Shui Qianjue realized it, and so did Bai Songyun, the Sect Leader of the Cyan Wood Sect. Initially full of murderous intent, confronted with Gao Xuan’s prowess, he couldn’t help but hesitate.

It wouldn’t matter if Gao Xuan only reached the Foundation Establishment stage; he has been cultivating for a hundred years, and his power is beyond comparison. The problem is that the Nine Peaks Magic Robe had multiple restrictions lifted by Gao Xuan. The Geomagnetic Flame Wheel moves with lightning speed, and the Nine Peaks Heaven-Flipping Hand is even more powerful.

Of course, it can’t overturn the heavens in Gao Xuan’s hands, but it shouldn’t be underestimated.

The Cyan Wood Sect was supposed to take the stage now. When the two Elders standing by saw Bai Songyun deep in thought and not speaking, they realized their Sect Leader was feeling a bit timid.

Earlier, Bai Songyun had boasted about avenging Yang Wanchun by any means. Now, seeing Gao Xuan’s strength, he fell silent!

An Elder from the Cyan Wood Sect couldn’t help but say, "Sect Leader, are you afraid of that kid?"

Such harsh words. Bai Songyun knew this guy had ill intentions, but in front of so many disciples, he couldn’t show weakness.

Besides, he had already declared his harsh vow to kill Gao Xuan, known by all his disciples.

Bai Songyun made a mental note against this Elder but found it inconvenient to argue at this time.

With a gloomy face, he said, "This child is formidable, so I have to take action myself."

Bai Songyun wielded the Ten Thousand Years Peach Divine Sword and gracefully stepped onto the arena.

Though narrow-minded and vindictive, his cultivation was exceptional. The Dark Red Peach Divine Sword in his hand was also one of the ancestral treasures of the Five Elements Sect.

Seeing Bai Songyun take the stage, a burst of exclamation rose from below.

Although Gao Xuan defeated Shui Qingbo with a single move, after all, he was just a seventeen or eighteen-year-old youth. Bai Songyun, however, was a senior who had gained fame nearly two hundred years ago.

Bai Songyun’s direct appearance signified the serious regard he had for Gao Xuan.

In the audience below, Zhou Huang frowned; Bai Songyun taking the stage was almost like admitting defeat, and even if he won, it wouldn’t look good.

Jin Wufeng, Sect Leader of the Sharp Gold Sect, chuckled beside him, "Why is old Bai so agitated?"

Zhou Huang shook his head, "Who knows, with his temper..."

Jin Wufeng clicked his tongue, "With Wanli Pingyun gone, the Thick Earth Sect has only these two little sprouts left. Old Bai intends to uproot the Thick Earth Sect entirely. They all originate from the same source, so why bother..."

Jin Wufeng’s complexion was deathly pale, with skin exhibiting a strange metallic texture. He had no hair, eyebrows, eyelashes, or beard.

His skin was smooth and fine, like polished metal, and his speech had a resonant metallic tone. Even in jest, it unnerved those who listened.

Zhou Ye stood beside his master, not daring to look too closely at Master Jin Wufeng, but he quite agreed with Jin Wufeng’s words.

Bai Songyun, with his white hair and youthful face, seemed like a transcendent figure, yet who knew he harbored such a malicious nature.

Zhou Ye had personally experienced the ordeal with Yang Wanchun and did not believe it was related to Gao Xuan. Gao Xuan’s magical skills were so advanced, how could he bother with a minor figure like Yang Wanchun?

Sadly, Bai Songyun wouldn’t listen to him either.

Once Bai Songyun stepped onto the platform, he stood at a corner without advancing. Gao Xuan’s Geomagnetic Flame Wheel moved with lightning speed and unpredictable changes; Bai Songyun didn’t want a close-quarter battle.

He pointed his Peach Divine Sword at Gao Xuan, "Gao Xuan, you killed my disciple Yang Wanchun, and today you shall pay with your life!"

As he spoke, he conjured a spell, summoning thousands upon thousands of Cyan Wood Spears from thin air, densely shooting towards Gao Xuan like a rain of arrows.

The Cyan Wood Spear was a common spell of the Cyan Wood Sect, but ordinary disciples could only summon a single spear. Bai Songyun, however, summoned thousands, marking a vast difference.

The Cyan Wood Spears, approximately a yard long, though formed from Cyan Wood Qi, were extremely sharp in flight, their piercing wails splitting the air.

Thousands of spears filled the arena, locking Gao Xuan in from all directions.

Yuanbao tightened his small fists in fear, his eyes wide open, almost letting out a scream.

The disciples from various sects were similar, each turning pale with fright.

Just now, when Shui Qingbo and Zhou Ye sparred, everyone thought their power deep and magic exquisite. But compared to Bai Songyun, their arts seemed like child’s play.

Even masters like Zhou Huang, Jin Wufeng, and Shui Qianjue changed their expressions slightly. Bai Songyun attacked with full force from the start, even using the inner strength of the Peach Divine Sword, genuinely intending to kill Gao Xuan without mercy!

Seeing Gao Xuan about to be skewered by the forest-like Cyan Wood Spears, Gao Xuan made a hand sign and incantation, aiming a finger forward as illusions of mountains appeared to shield him.

The fiercely shooting Cyan Wood Spears easily penetrated the mountain illusions, but there were endless layers of mountains.

Though thousands of Cyan Wood Spears seemed overpowering, they could not fully penetrate through the seemingly endless mountain illusions in a short time.

The spectators were amazed again, as Gao Xuan actually blocked the Cyan Wood Spear array.

Zhou Huang and other masters were equally surprised; this technique of Gao Xuan was clearly the Ten Thousand Mountains Armor from the Nine Peaks Magic Robe.

It’s said that when practiced to the extreme, the endless layers of mountains stack infinitely, impervious to any magic. Even though Gao Xuan only conjured illusionary mountain segments, no more than a dozen feet high, it already hinted at the boundless momentum of ten thousand mountains extending endlessly.

Everyone knew the Nine Peaks Magic Robe’s power, but when Wanli Pingyun was alive, none of these spells could be used...

Gao Xuan, this youth, truly a prodigy, had at such a young age unraveled many of the Nine Peaks Magic Robe’s restrictions, able to wield such powerful magic with ease.