I Just Want to Cultivate Quietly and Farm-Chapter 434 - 254: Ambush and Counterattack (Part 1)

After Venerable Qingfeng’s introduction full of guilt, Qingyang True Monarch, Qingchen True Monarch, and Qingwen True Monarch each spoke in self-defense to alleviate the guilt in their hearts.

The collapse and disintegration of the Qing Xuan Sect today, the destruction of a thousand-year foundation in an instant, weighed heavily on their hearts, yet they felt powerless and ashamed before Ancestor Qingxuan.

"I see, that makes perfect sense now!" Li Mu’s expression turned solemn as he gazed to the southeast and spoke gravely.

At these words, the five who were burdened with guilt were momentarily taken aback. They all released their divine senses in the direction Li Mu indicated, but found no valuable information.

Only Venerable Qingfeng explored with his divine sense for a while, then his expression changed dramatically, looking extremely grim.

"Elder Li, when did you discover this?" Venerable Qingfeng gazed at Li Mu in shock, never expecting that Li Mu, with his mere Mid-Stage Nascent Soul cultivation, could project his divine sense further than he could.

He was, after all, at the Late-Stage Divinity Transformation Realm, and the gap in cultivation between the Nascent Soul Realm and the Divinity Transformation Realm was vastly different, especially in terms of primordial spirit power.

The primordial spirit power cultivated in the Divinity Transformation Realm is hundreds, even thousands of times greater than that of the Nascent Soul Realm, with not only quantitative differences but also qualitative tiers.

However, all this seemed meaningless to Li Mu. Did he possess a divine thought technique dedicated to primordial spirit power? What kind of divine thought technique had he cultivated to compete with a Late-Stage Divinity Transformation Cultivator with mere Mid-Stage Nascent Soul strength?

No! Li Mu had discovered the tracker’s movements earlier on, but it was only upon guidance that he observed it with his divine sense.

The disparity was not insignificant!

Venerable Qingfeng’s mind was filled with countless questions as he stared intently at Li Mu, as if trying to pry open his mind to find out.

The greenish gleam in Venerable Qingfeng’s eyes made Li Mu feel a bit uncomfortable, so he quickly changed the subject, "Elder Feng, now is not the time to discuss this; let’s prepare for battle instead!"

Venerable Qingfeng nodded in agreement; now was indeed not the time to delve into such matters. His expression turned serious as he slowly drew a cyan longsword from his waist, ready to confront the enemy.

Upon seeing this, the four Nascent Soul True Monarchs of Qingyang’s spirit were collectively roused, and they continued to project their divine senses to probe for unknown foes.

Soon, they made a discovery: a group of black-clad cultivators emitting aggressive evil qi, exuding a strong bloody scent. They were riding a Skull Warship and a Blood Cloud Demon Ship, advancing rapidly from a hundred miles away, with a vast number of several hundred people.

"Skeleton Sect, Blood Demon Sect, ..., it’s them again. Truly haunting souls!" Upon seeing this scene, Yun Xiaozhi shivered and cursed angrily.

"So many people; it must be Wutian Old Demon leading the group!" Qingyang True Monarch’s expression turned grave as he confirmed the identity of a hideous figure on the flagship.

"Elder Feng, Elder Li, let’s flee immediately! Head straight to the Spirit Taming Sect for assistance!" Qingwen True Monarch proposed hurriedly, his face pale, already terrified by the pursuit of the Nine Demons Sect.

"There’s no time! The Nine Demons Sect wouldn’t show up so ostentatiously without backup plans. Heading toward the Spirit Taming Sect, there might be traps awaiting!" Venerable Qingfeng stood up, releasing spiritual pressure as his magic robe rustled loudly.

Indeed! As soon as Venerable Qingfeng spoke, Qingyang and the others projected their divine senses toward the Spirit Taming Sect direction, spotting another Nine Demons Sect group. Dark mist shaded with evil qi, menacingly pressing them with the momentum of Mount Tai pressing down.

Venerable Qingfeng brandished the cyan jade sword, his face showing a fierce resolve, ready to fight desperately with the Nine Demons Sect people.

"Elder Feng, please hold on a moment!" Li Mu quickly flew forward, calling to stop.

As soon as he spoke, Li Mu waved his hand, taking out a batch of pill bottles and spirit talismans from the Nine Treasures Spirit Pearl. He distributed them to everyone, saying, "Take these spiritual objects for self-defense first, then follow my lead in this battle."

The five of them were collectively stunned, shocked by Li Mu’s generosity.

"This is a Tier Five Spirit Talisman! So many? My heavens! This, this spirit talisman must be the Jade Cyan Divine Summoning Talisman recorded in the Cyan Profound Talisman! And this one, it’s a talisman emitting such powerful Thunder Essence?"

"These are Chaotic Heaven Pills, and these are Tier Five Celestial Profound Divine Pills, ..., they’re all high-tier spirit pills!"

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The five of them widened their eyes in disbelief, tremblingly accepting the distributed high-tier spirit pills and spirit talismans. When they regained their senses and looked at Elder Li again, they were dumbfounded by the sight in front of them.

They saw Elder Li summon a five-colored round disc array artifact, placing it into the ground where it disappeared. Then, he sent out spirit banners one by one into it, and in the blink of an eye, a set of arrays invisible to the naked eye was established, conjuring mists that obscured the surroundings.

Immediately afterward, Elder Li summoned five sets of Flood Dragon Remains, top-grade spirit stones by the thousands, scattering them with a grand display, catalyzing pure spiritual qi, ..., quickly, a magical scene unfolded as the five Flood Dragon Remains were rejuvenated by the mysterious array power, restoring flesh and blood, glimmering scales, and appearing impressively mighty.

The five flood dragons swiftly entered the clouds and mists, disappearing from sight.

However, Elder Li did not stop there. He summoned the previous small black mountain, watching it grow in the wind. The spirit swords embedded in the mountain buzzed eagerly, impatient for a taste of fresh blood.

Each spirit sword exuded pressing spirituality and sharp sword intent. The collective sword intent from thousands of spirit swords bristled one’s hair on end.