CHAPTER 1628: CHAPTER 1628: RETURN AFTER DEPARTURE

Under normal circumstances, it’s extremely difficult for a human Martial Artist to control Spirit Beasts beyond their own cultivation level.

And attempting to control multiple Spirit Beasts beyond one’s cultivation level is even more challenging.

Yet, what Bao Zhenhai saw before him were Spirit Beasts controlled by Fang Bai, numbering not only in the hundreds, but ranging from the Soul Severing initial rank to high rank.

Hundreds of Soul Severing Realm Spirit Beasts, individually they are far from being Bao Zhenhai’s opponent, but the combined force of hundreds of Soul Severing Realm Spirit Beasts made Bao Zhenhai’s hair stand on end.

Hundreds of flying Spirit Beasts arrived in a blink of an eye, surrounding Bao Zhenhai from the air and the ground.

"Boy, do you think that this is enough to stump me?"

Bao Zhenhai swung his fist directly, trying to smash through the few birds blocking his way to continue attacking Fang Bai.

These few birds, equivalent to human Soul Severing initial rank, were no match for him and were sent flying with a punch, gravely injured and plummeting.

Bao Zhenhai’s actions, however, angered the other birds, and dozens emitted sharp cries, attacking him from all directions simultaneously.

Bao Zhenhai could handle ten or eight Soul Severing flying creatures by himself, but when dozens launched desperate attacks, it was quite a headache.

Of course, if he exerted all his strength, those dozens of birds still couldn’t do anything to him, but the spiritual energy consumption was enormous, not worth the effort.

Seeing the overwhelming birds above, Bao Zhenhai, helpless, had to resort to Spirit Qi Protection and descend to the ground.

However, the beasts on the ground seemed even more ferocious than the flying ones, and as soon as Bao Zhenhai landed, he was trapped in a relentless attack from hundreds of Fierce Beasts.

At this moment, Fang Bai’s whistle changed, from urgent and sharp to gentle, and the frequency of attacks by the flying birds and fierce beasts decreased.

Hundreds of flying birds and fierce beasts in the sky and ground, under Fang Bai’s control, formed a massive encirclement, as if forming a Formation, firmly trapping Bao Zhenhai.

Bao Zhenhai lunged left and right, unable to break through, losing much spiritual energy in the process, causing him to yell out angrily.

Fang Bai, seeing Bao Zhenhai unable to escape for the moment, let out a cold smile, turning his direction and chased towards where the Lightning Mink had vanished.

On the way to the Taixuan Sect, Fang Bai deliberately left his scent in a valley and quickly set up a Great Killing Formation. As soon as Bao Zhenhai arrived, the Formation would automatically activate, trapping him for another period.

With this time, Fang Bai felt more confident about rescuing the Linghu sisters.

Fang Bai arrived at the Taixuan Sect as the Lightning Mink stood on a nearby peak, controlling more Spirit Beasts to invade the Taixuan Sect, causing chaos everywhere.

"Fang Bai, you’re here? What about that old fellow?"

Lightning Mink was surprised and delighted to see Fang Bai.

Fang Bai said, "That old fellow is trapped by my Formation; it’ll take one or two hours before he can return."

Lightning Mink laughed and praised, "That was a Thunder Tribulation Realm expert, yet you can trap him? That’s incredible!"

Fang Bai asked, "Where are the Linghu sisters now? Quickly take me there!"

Lightning Mink pulled out a Taixuan Sect disciple’s robe from the Space Ring and tossed it to Fang Bai, saying, "Put on the Taixuan Sect disciple robe; no one will obstruct us on the way, and we can find your two Little Lovers in the shortest time."

Fang Bai knew this was true; for a powerful Sect like Taixuan, the disciples have formidable strength. If he were to charge in directly, he’d face heavy resistance. Disguised in a Taixuan Sect disciple robe, he could blend in.

Fang Bai quickly donned the Taixuan Sect disciple robe and, accompanied by the similarly disguised Lightning Mink, flew towards the Sect Master Hall of the Taixuan Sect.

At this moment, the sect master, Duan Yi, was standing atop the Sect Master Hall, commanding Taixuan Sect disciples in battle against more and more Spirit Beasts.

"It’s you again, you beast!"

Duan Yi was already familiar with the Lightning Mink’s aura, sensing his return, locking onto his position.

"That’s right, Master Mink is back!"

Lightning Mink laughed triumphantly at Duan Yi and said, "Old man, didn’t expect that, did you? Haha, I’ll tell you, your Supreme Elder has been taken down by us!"

Duan Yi’s heart skipped a beat, understanding that the Lightning Mink was likely bluffing, he coldly replied, "With you, a mere Soul Severing initial rank mongrel, capable of taking down our Supreme Elder? Ridiculous!"

Lightning Mink intended to scare him but didn’t succeed. He rolled his eyes and added, "Don’t believe it? Then consider why your Supreme Elder chased me, yet I’m back here while he’s still missing?"

Duan Yi hesitated, pondering that the Lightning Mink’s words made sense. The sect’s Supreme Elder, with unmatched flying speed, should surpass the mink’s, yet the mink is here, and where is the elder?

Could things truly be as the Lightning Mink claims, that the sect’s Supreme Elder encountered trouble?

Seeing the Lightning Mink’s confident posture made Duan Yi uneasy, but he maintained composure, saying, "The Supreme Elder’s delay means he is occupied; you mongrel are just alarming us with empty threats! I will kill you!"

He hadn’t finished speaking before swinging his Spiritual Artifact, unleashing a blade light.

Blade light, akin to lightning, slashed at the Lightning Mink within seconds.

Fang Bai stepped forward, blocking in front of the Lightning Mink, and likewise swung his blade, unleashing a blade light.

"Boom!"

The two blade lights collided, energy waves scattering, and both blade lights vanished.

In this exchange, they were evenly matched.

Fang Bai’s face remained calm, but Duan Yi gasped, astonished at the unexpected strength of this young Martial Artist.

"Who are you?"

Duan Yi sheathed his blade, observing Fang Bai, frowning as he questioned.

Fang Bai did not answer, fixating on the Sect Master Hall beneath Duan Yi and noticed its Formation was isolating inside and outside, where the Linghu sisters were, their strength sealed, unable to move or hear the outside commotion.

Knowing the Linghu sisters were unharmed, Fang Bai relaxed, turning his gaze back to Duan Yi, coldly saying, "Dare to capture my woman, old man, you’re dead!"

Fang Bai swung his blade, executing three frenzied slashes, each containing enormous power, causing the void to quiver as if about to be torn apart.

Fang Bai’s three consecutive slashes could be easily countered by Bao Zhenhai, but that didn’t mean Duan Yi could too.

Though Duan Yi’s cultivation was Soul Severing Perfection, close to Bao Zhenhai’s realm, this small gap translated to a disparity in strength between the two.

Thus, for Duan Yi, Fang Bai’s three slashes weren’t easy to counter.

Duan Yi recognized the formidable power of Fang Bai’s attacks, eyes ablaze, retaliating with all his might.