Chapter 26

"How can a Cultivator at the Body Tempering Stage activate a martial soul to harm others outside their body?" Fang Rui’s brows furrowed, and he shook his head.

"What could it be then?" Several Cultivators of the Fang family all showed looks of surprise.

"Do you think we, a group of people, would fear a Cultivator who hasn’t even reached the Innate Stage?" Fang Rui’s eyes darkened, "Kill him! Absolutely do not let Xiao Yun live. Once he recovers his talent, he will surely become an outstanding powerhouse."

"Yes!" Everyone nodded.

They all had the cultivation of the Innate Stage, and that captain was even at the late Innate Stage, more than enough to deal with this young man.

With these words, under Fang Rui’s lead, everyone moved together to encircle and attack Xiao Yun.

Whoosh!

Several powerful figures attacked together, and the terrifying aura they emitted made the young man, who had his eyes tightly closed, twitch his eyelids. Then, his eyes suddenly opened, cold light flashing like a sharp blade sweeping towards everyone, "People of the Fang family, you are truly so aggressive!"

The moment Xiao Yun’s eyes opened, his aura surged, and he had actually stepped into the Innate Stage.

Just now, he had sensed these people, but because he was in the process of breaking through, he couldn’t move recklessly. It was only after the Purple Wisteria Vine acted that he caused a temporary disturbance. Now, seeing these people attack with all their might, he was like a furious lion, his eyes flashing with a fierce light.

"Has he broken through?" A few Cultivators of the Fang family were slightly taken aback.

"Hmph, so what if he has? He’s only at the early Innate Stage."

"Kill!" Under Fang Rui’s lead, the other four Innate Stage Cultivators also attacked together.

The Innate Stage Cultivators unleashed a vast surge of primordial energy, like a stormy tide, overwhelming and fierce, as if it could engulf everything.

Everyone wielded sharp weapons or used martial techniques, attacking Xiao Yun and completely sealing off his retreat, leaving him almost no room to back away.

The other Body Tempering Stage Cultivators of the Fang family watched from the side, a cold smile on their lips, with no intention of joining the fight.

With five Innate Stage powerhouses attacking, why would they need to move?

Facing the combined attack of several Innate Stage powerhouses, Xiao Yun’s eyes flashed, and with a thought, the branch still embedded in the Primordial Spring glowed green and lashed out at everyone, like a whip protecting him from all sides.

Clang!

The martial soul flashed, actually blocking those fierce attacks.

"Scoundrels!" At the same time, the Purple Wisteria Vine attacked again.

Whoosh!

The Purple Wisteria Vine’s light flickered, and several vines extended from Xiao Yun’s mind sea, shooting towards the Innate Stage Cultivators. The vines moved incredibly fast, breaking through the air, and before anyone could react, a purple light had already landed on them.

Ah!

A惨叫声突然响起，只见一个先天境的修者手腕直接被洞穿，鲜血四溅。

Ah!

紧接着，另一个人的心脉被洞穿，发出一声惨叫，应声倒下。

"Such powerful vines!"

"What is this thing?" The other Innate Stage Cultivators were greatly alarmed, stepping back a few steps, their faces showing fear.

The Body Tempering Stage Cultivators in the back couldn’t help but draw in a cold breath.

Everyone focused their gaze and saw that at Xiao Yun’s brow, a green and a purple branch were dancing.

It was clearly these two branches that had blocked their attacks.

However, Xiao Yun’s martial soul, which had flashed green, had retreated into his mind sea, seemingly injured and not daring to confront them again. The branches of the Purple Wisteria Vine, on the other hand, continued to dance like willow branches.

This made Xiao Yun feel frustrated. Why was his martial soul so afraid of death?

When his mind sank into the mind sea, he found that his martial soul had indeed been injured and was healing itself.

But the Purple Wisteria Vine was unharmed, clearly showing that Xiao Yun’s martial soul was not as tough as the Purple Wisteria Vine.

"Brother, don’t be afraid, Little Purple will help you drive away these bad people." In the mind sea, the little one blinked its eyes seriously.

Feeling the genuine emotion from the little one, Xiao Yun was deeply moved.

"Alright, let’s deal with these bad people together." Xiao Yun held his long sword, his eyes cold as he stared at the Cultivators of the Fang family.

Now, out of the five Innate Stage Cultivators, one was dead and another was injured, leaving three unharmed. Among them were two at the middle Innate Stage, and the leading man in the brocade robe was at the late Innate Stage. It was this man who had injured Xiao Yun’s martial soul earlier.

Xiao Yun activated the poison in his martial soul, sending it towards everyone.

Whoosh!

The poison gas spewed out like a fog, overwhelming and terrifying.

"This is poison mist." Fang Rui’s eyes narrowed, his body trembling as primordial energy surged out, blocking the poison mist.

Xiao Yun frowned; the late Innate Stage was too strong, even the poison mist couldn’t penetrate it.

Little Purple was also worried. The purple mist it had initially produced contained potent poison, but it was because it had been poisoned itself, and the poison was forced out, merging with the mist to kill Innate Stage Cultivators, while also depleting a large amount of its life essence.

Now, relying solely on the poison mist it produced, its power was limited.

"You are indeed a strange one, but that’s all. You’ve just reached the Innate Stage, and you are destined to die here." Fang Rui’s lips curled into a sinister smile, cruelly saying, "Killing you means the Xiao family will surely perish."

As he spoke, he flipped his palm, and primordial energy rolled, forming a seal with his hand gestures.

The seal was only the size of a palm, but it had light patterns flowing over it, giving off a heavy and solemn aura.

With a flip of his palm, the seal suddenly grew larger, carrying a powerful momentum as it pressed down from the sky, causing ripples in the air and dispersing the surrounding air.

"This is the Heavy Mountain Seal of the Fang family. Once perfected, the seal is as heavy as a mountain, unstoppable, and can crush enemies to death." Xiao Yun’s eyes narrowed, and he moved his long sword, the sword light like a rainbow, stabbing towards the seal carrying the vast primordial energy.

Clang!

The long sword struck the seal, producing a metallic sound, and sparks flew from the point of impact.

"Is this the power of a late Innate Stage?" Xiao Yun’s brows furrowed slightly. His sword felt like it was striking a steel plate, unable to advance at all. The late Innate Stage Cultivators were too strong, and even though he had reached the Innate Stage, he couldn’t match them.

A powerful force pressed down, and Xiao Yun felt a slight tremor in his tiger’s mouth, causing him to stagger back.

Thud! Thud!

Xiao Yun retreated seven steps, feeling as if a mountain was pressing down on him, his face turning red, almost suffocating.

A late Innate Stage attack was beyond his current ability to resist, especially since Fang Rui had used the Fang family’s famous martial technique.

Swallow Heaven and Destroy Gods Technique!

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Xiao Yun’s mind, and with a thought, the Swallow Heaven and Destroy Gods Technique began to activate.

Buzz!

A vortex suddenly appeared in his chest and abdomen, beginning to absorb the essence of heaven and earth. Even the vast fluctuations from the Heavy Mountain Seal were being absorbed, alleviating some of the pressure on Xiao Yun, allowing him to finally catch his breath.

The Swallow Heaven and Destroy Gods Technique seemed to truly be capable of swallowing the heavens.

Unfortunately, Xiao Yun had only recently started practicing the technique and hadn’t reached the stage of swallowing the heavens and destroying gods. The technique could only help him alleviate some of the pressure, while the Heavy Mountain Seal still shone brightly, carrying a powerful momentum as it pressed down.

At the same time, the other two Innate Stage Cultivators attacked from both sides, slashing at Xiao Yun.

"Bad people, don’t hurt my brother." The Purple Wisteria Vine acted, its vines shooting out like arrows or whips, attacking the two Innate Stage Cultivators. It also extended a branch to pierce through the Heavy Mountain Seal.

The two Innate Stage Cultivators were forced back, unable to match the Purple Wisteria Vine.

Clang!

At the same time, the Heavy Mountain Seal trembled, being blocked.

The Purple Wisteria Vine could already contend with a late Innate Stage Cultivator, and although its main body was not present, causing limited energy, it had absorbed a large amount of life essence in Xiao Yun’s mind sea and was now even stronger than before.

"What the hell is this thing?" Seeing a vine block his attack, Fang Rui was taken aback, then his eyes turned cold as he drew a soft sword with a black glow, "Hmph, watch me sever your vine."

Swish!

The soft sword moved, black light flashing, like a cold ray slicing through the sky, giving a sense of invincibility.

This was a treasure sword forged from black iron, a Mystic-grade weapon, capable of cutting through metal like butter.

The soft sword approached, carrying a cold sword aura.

"Bad people." The Purple Wisteria Vine said in a childish voice in the mind sea.

After speaking, it controlled several vines to attack Fang Rui.

"Perfect timing." Fang Rui sneered, "Watch my Flowing Cloud Sword Technique!"

Fang Rui’s sword technique changed, flowing like clouds and water, giving a sense of transcendence, making it hard to trace.

Swish! Swish!

In an instant, Fang Rui created dozens of sword lights.

Each one flowed like clouds and water, unpredictable, and perfectly blocked the Purple Wisteria Vine’s attacks, then slashed at the vines, the speed blurring the eyes.

Seeing Fang Rui’s attack, Xiao Yun’s face turned serious.

This man’s sword skills were clearly not to be underestimated, making him a formidable opponent.

The Purple Wisteria Vine’s vines were hit by the soft sword, retracting quickly, covered in sword marks.

"Brother, his sword is so strong, Little Purple is in a lot of pain!" In the mind sea, Little Purple’s eyes flashed, looking pitiful.

The exchange had been too fast, like a flash of lightning.

At this moment, Xiao Yun finally steadied his mind under the pressure of the Heavy Mountain Seal.

Seeing the pitiful look of the Purple Wisteria Vine in the mind sea, Xiao Yun felt his heart bleed.

He never thought he would be so powerless.

This was the gap in cultivation!

Xiao Yun’s eyes narrowed, his desire for strength never stronger.

"Die." The three remaining Innate Stage Cultivators, seeing the Purple Wisteria Vine forced back, all coldly snorted and attacked.

They clearly intended to kill Xiao Yun in one go.

"The Fang family, one day I will make you pay for this!" Xiao Yun’s eyes narrowed, knowing he couldn’t match a late Innate Stage Cultivator, he didn’t linger, moving to retreat.

"Ha, make us pay? You won’t live to see that day." The three Innate Stage Cultivators surrounded him, with Innate Stage Cultivators guarding all sides, giving Xiao Yun no chance to retreat. If they let him escape, it would be like letting a tiger back into the mountains.

"Die!" However, Xiao Yun’s face was cold. He locked onto the man whose wrist had been pierced by the Purple Wisteria Vine, and a vast wave of soul power surged from his mind sea, invading the man’s mind.

Buzz!

The soul power invaded the man’s mind, his face suddenly changing as if struck by lightning. He froze, his eyes filled with terror, his expression blank, as if he had lost his mind. When he regained his senses, a sword light flashed.

Pfft!

Blood splattered, a sword to the throat!

An Innate Stage Cultivator fell, his eyes filled with shock.

"What’s going on?" The other Innate Stage Cultivators were stunned, their faces showing surprise.

They couldn’t understand why their clansman had stood still, allowing the young man to strike.

"This boy still has tricks!" Fang Rui’s face turned serious, his eyes dark.

After repelling the Purple Wisteria Vine, he had felt a sense of control, and his mindset had relaxed.

But this moment of relaxation had cost the Fang family an Innate Stage Cultivator.