Chapter 363: Chapter 362: Immortal Artifact

Cyan Hope Sect Mountain Gate.

The once ethereal and misty environment has long dissipated.

The fierce battles among the disciples of the Immortal Sect have left the mountain gate stained with blood everywhere.

Should anyone take account now, they would find that more than half of the disciples of Cyan Hope Sect have been killed or injured, with the survivors all bearing wounds.

There was no alternative; compared to their opponents, the disparity in both numbers and quality was far too vast.

At best, they managed a brief stalemate through life-risking struggle.

Luckily, the commotion caused by Lv Bai’s appearance was enormous, forcing the battles across the mountain gate to halt.

After all, the Immortal Sect disciples all understood that they, the low-tier cultivators, were merely getting a small taste of breaking the mountain and destroying temples.

The true driving force of developments was those Great Powers above their heads.

Not only the disciples within the mountain gate were silently watching, but Master Yuxu and several Elders of Cyan Hope Sect were also gazing skyward, awaiting developments.

...

Lv Bai’s words lingered for a while without anyone speaking.

But that didn’t mean the high-ranking immortals had no objections.

Above the Cyan Hope Sect mountain gate, clouds slowly gathered from all directions, with silhouettes emerging, each exuding extraordinary aura.

If a well-informed Immortal Sect disciple were to identify them, they would probably be shocked out of their wits.

Because the origins of these Great Powers were intimidatingly significant, either a Sect Leader of a Great Teaching or an Elder of a Sacred Land.

Some were legends already rumored to have passed away, yet appeared among them.

These Immortal Sect powers, their cultivation was at least above the Divinity Transformation Stage, with some Upper Immortals at the Mahayana Stage.

It was evident that most of them were not looking pleased.

It was understandable.

Most of them were usually revered and worshiped within their Immortal Sect, unchallenged across Xuan Province.

But now, gathering here together and bullied by a junior like Lv Bai, no matter how well they cultivated patience, it was impossible to remain calm.

Just when Lv Bai appeared, without a word, he first subdued the Supreme Elder of Golden Scale Sacred Land, then, with a Thunderbolt-like attack, pressed the newly emerged Sword Elder to submission.

The series of actions demonstrated strength that couldn’t be easily dealt with.

This made the high-ranking immortals hesitate to provoke him rashly, expressing their discontent with silence.

Should anyone with enough influence stand against him openly, these high-ranking immortals wouldn’t mind stepping on him.

The Supreme Elder of Golden Scale Sacred Land finally caught his breath, and after a brief rest, floated into the sky.

Looking at the situation, the Supreme Elder understood clearly.

However, perhaps deferring to pride, he said nothing, only quietly moving toward Lv Bai’s side.

Lv Bai waited for a while, patience dwindling, seeing that the high-ranking immortals still hadn’t responded, he withdrew the smile from his face.

"It seems all of you have made your choice."

Suddenly, divine light radiated profoundly from around him, strands of azure mana rose from within him, gradually forming a final Immortal Dao Flower above his head.

In an instant, the air nearby became incredibly fragrant, as though a breath could extend one’s life.

It seemed non-aggressive, full of Immortal Dao mysteries, yet these high-ranking immortals visibly changed expression, tacitly preparing for action.

"Fellow Daoist Lv, do not act recklessly." The Sect Leader of Taishi Sect cautiously advised, having already grown hesitant, not wishing to fight.

The Baptism by Fire Sect Leader scanned around, the gathered silhouettes of those Great Powers emboldened him, spoke gloomily, "If this child acts, he’s an enemy to all of Xuan Province."

"I actually don’t want to fight either."

Lv Bai sighed in helplessness, "How many people must I defeat for you to recognize my standing?"

Screech!

A flash of red light burst from the clouds, followed by a piercing screech.

Upon closer inspection, a completely blood-red Great Halberd broke through the clouds, shooting towards Lv Bai.

Clearly, a Great Power chose preemptive action.

This attack was like the starting gun of a sprint race.

The other high-ranking immortals hesitated no longer, summoned their mana, and acted using various techniques.

Instantly, mana fluctuations surged through the sky, the overflow resembling chaotic turbulent winds.

Lv Bai remained unaffected, relying on his Steel Body to withstand it.

Amid dense clanging sounds, his body seemed forged from metal, sparks flying all over.

These attacks couldn’t harm him, but he had to channel some mana to protect his garments.

Lv Bai would not stand idly and take hits without retaliating, his form abruptly moved.

Incidentally, the stronger one is, the more evident the effect of the Flash Time ability.

At his current Mahayana Stage cultivation realm, even though the Dao injury on his Primordial Spirit made him unable to strike fully, each use of Flash Time still guaranteed killing a Great Cultivator above Integration Stage.

Seeing Lv Bai charge through, rendering all attacks ineffective, the Sect Leader of Taishi Sect’s pupils constricted.

Though he noticed Lv Bai’s corporeal strength was terrifying before, realizing it was to this extent made him feel an icy chill at his back.

"Careful, fellow Daoist!"

"Such shock, even the body of an Ancient Barbaric Beast might be no better."

"Fellow Daoist Xun! Stop hiding, quickly awakening the Immortal Artifact."

Note that in this cultivation world, cultivators do not tread the path of solo mastery.

A significant portion of a cultivator’s strength relies on Spirit Techniques and Magical Treasures, which is why Loose Cultivators face suppression against those with proper teachings, despite being in the same realm.

Seeing Lv Bai break through peers in a short time, no Sect Leader could sit idle.

Three formidable elders sat cross-legged in the void, enshrining a Bronze Bell, its surface rusty but exuding an ancient Dao charm, growing in the wind.

The Nascent Souls of the three shot from their top of the skull, carrying Innate Divine Light, into the massive Bronze Bell.

Clang!!!

The Bronze Bell emitted a clear hum, echoing through the heavens, sound waves even visible, distorting the space along its path.

A heavy pressure, indescribable in words, covered the entire sky, causing even Divinity Transformation Stage cultivators to fall uncontrollably.

The Immortal Artifact’s might made cultivators’ Primordial Spirit tremble; this was a treasure belonging to true immortals.

Under Immortal Dao pressure, either endure with cultivation above the Integration Stage or rely on one’s own Magical Treasure for protection.

To resist this Immortal Artifact’s influence, the slightly more cultivated high-ranking immortals had to awaken their own Immortal Artifacts first.

Simultaneously, the same level aura burgeoned in different places, and that immense golden lotus not far away did too.