Daoist Competition-Chapter 251 - 94 With Sword in Hand, Cutting Through 10,000 Li of Clouds (3)_2

However, since she had already arrived, she couldn’t simply stand by and watch without offering help. She extracted a vermilion-red elixir pill from her sachet and placed it into the disciple’s hand, saying, "Give this to your Island Master." With that, she said no more and activated her tunneling light, flying toward the Third River, Qingjiao River.

Witnessing Zhang Yan instantly defeat two True Disciples, she thought to herself, "Junior Sister Feng spoke highly of this man back then. At first, I didn’t believe it, but now that I’ve seen him, it seems she truly has an excellent eye for talent. Yet ahead at Qingjiao River, there are the three brothers of the Qian family. They made a great name for themselves during the Surging Wave Lake battle. This man may not necessarily be able to break through. I must see for myself what kind of man has captivated even someone as cold and aloof as Junior Sister Feng."

In less than a moment, she flew to Qingjiao River, but upon arriving, she saw the area in total chaos—no less chaotic than the scene at Jinyang River. Shocked, she thought, "Could it really be that the Qian brothers were defeated in such a short time?"

A hint of disbelief flashed in her eyes. She grabbed a passing disciple and asked, "Where are the Qian Daoists?"

The disciple, startled at being caught, turned to see a beautiful female cultivator whose cultivation was far superior to his own. Though unwilling, he had no choice but to answer truthfully, albeit with panic in his voice, "Just now, someone was pursuing Sixth Son Wan of Red Sun Island. The three Island Masters stepped in to stop him, but this person was utterly unreasonable—he attacked the moment they met. The three River Masters couldn’t match him and each had an arm severed. They are currently in their Cave Mansions recovering."

It was only then that Huang Wan Ying confirmed that Zhang Yan had indeed stormed through another river. Her heart was struck with awe as she steadied herself and, unwilling to concede defeat, muttered inwardly, "Could it be that I won’t be able to catch up to you?"

Stamping her foot in irritation, she transformed into light and flew toward the Fourth River among the Six Rivers, Purple Lightning River. Yet upon reaching it, she found no trace of him. Another inquiry revealed that Zhang Yan had already moved on—the River Master hadn’t even managed to deploy his Dharma Treasure before being felled by a single sword strike. The River Master, quick to retreat, avoided severe injuries but was now too ashamed to show his face.

Huang Wan Ying shook her head and continued her pursuit. But as she traveled further, her astonishment only deepened. Along the way, she passed Dianyan River, Wuxiu River, Qinghong Island, and Bikong Island. The Cave Mansion masters in these areas were either gravely injured or missing, their disciples weeping as if mourning the dead. The devastation was utterly appalling.

Upon brief reflection, Huang Wan Ying’s heart was gripped with even greater shock. In less than an hour, Zhang Yan had already swept through six rivers and two islands. Even though she had pursued him along the way, his pace of destruction far outstripped her pursuit. Such an achievement rendered these True Disciples akin to mere chickens and dogs before him.

As she pressed onward, she reached the last two islands of the Four Islands—Red Sun Island and Xuanyou Island. These two islands were connected and seemed like a single entity. If they were also toppled, the Six Rivers and Four Islands would never be able to lift their heads in the sect again.

Just then, a deafening roar echoed from the distance. She saw over a hundred beams of tunneling light flashing and weaving, forming an erratic pattern ahead. Without delay, she surged forward to investigate.

Before she even reached the scene, twelve rays of light ascended into the sky, clashing against a single streak of azure brilliance.

The azure light moved with terrifying speed—appearing ahead one moment, then behind the next. A solitary figure wielded sword light in fierce battle with twelve others, not only holding his ground but forcing them to retreat step by step.

Huang Wan Ying recognized the combatants as the Twelve Sons of the Su Family from Xuanyou Island—a group famed for their ability to form powerful battle arrays. Within Surging Wave Lake, they had always been nearly invincible, yet now they were being overwhelmed by a single person. Witnessing this spectacle, intense emotions surged within her, and she couldn’t help but clap her hands in praise, exclaiming, "Sword raised to the heavens, sweeping through a thousand miles, free and unrestrained, towering over all—this is the true flair of someone of our caliber!"

At that moment, four beams of tunneling light darted in from the cardinal directions.

"Zhang Yan, cease your arrogance! Feng Mang of Pan Yun Island comes to challenge you!"

"Wan Peng of Red Sun Island is here!"

"Xin Ru of Cold Star Island greets fellow Daoists!"

"Wei Tu of Thousand Mist Island!"

At that moment, the remaining True Disciples of the Six Rivers and Four Islands converged here, alongside those famous disciples who shined brightly during the Surging Wave Lake battle.

These individuals were prominent figures among the younger generation of noble families; none of them were ordinary. Observing their arrival, Huang Wan Ying found herself torn between feelings of unease and anticipation.

A young cultivator arrived from the north, his features sharp and striking, his silhouette outlined by a churning black current of Xuan Guang beneath his feet. Raising his voice, he shouted, "Zhang Yan, don’t flee—do you dare to battle Wei?"

Among the surrounding disciples numbering over a hundred, some who recognized him shouted, "It’s Brother Wei Tu! Zhang Yan is in trouble now!"

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