I Have A Cultivation World

Yuan Zhen suggested resting here to wait for Ye Qing to come out.

But Chen Mobai felt that without the Mirage Fog, those hesitant Demonic Beasts inside might overcome their instincts and pour out.

So, he led the Five Elements Sect disciples to retreat several dozen miles further.

This place was the territory of the Mountain Giant Apes, housing a Rank-3 Spirit Vein.

As soon as the Flying Boat appeared, the Mountain Giant Apes began to scatter in all directions.

Chen Mobai chose not to give chase; he commanded the utterly exhausted Five Elements Sect disciples, with their spiritual power almost drained, to disembark from the Flying Boat and rest upon the Spirit Vein.

Most cultivators, once they landed, didn’t care about waste; they took out their Spirit Stones and began holding them to restore their Spiritual Power.

Some with deeper foundations managed to hold on and were assigned by Chen Mobai to Chun Yusu, instructing the latter to set up a Rank-3 Mysterious Five Elements Formation brought with them.

Yuan Zhen stood at the highest peak of the mountain, which perfectly overlooked the original location of the Mirage Fog.

As Chen Mobai anticipated, although they acted on instinct, there were still some spiritually aware demonic beasts cautiously stepping out of the bounds that had imprisoned them for life.

One paw stepped out, and after no mishaps, half, and finally their entire bodies, charged out.

After the first demonic beast emerged, it was quickly followed by a second and a third…

In the end, the demonic beasts originally bound by the Mirage Fog began to flood out in a great expanse.

However, Chen Mobai and his group had already strategically retreated, and without their leaders, many of the beasts scattered, with quite a few engaging in mutual slaughter and even large-scale battles between different clans.

But there were also many demonic beasts running in their direction.

It was unclear whether they knew their location or if it was just blind luck.

Facing this, Chen Mobai didn’t bother anymore.

The Five Elements Sect disciples below were able to handle it.

“Sect Master Chen, I can take care of things here. Could I ask you to go and check on my senior brother?” Yuan Zhen suddenly asked, and Chen Mobai turned his head in surprise to meet her gaze.

Her eyes used to look down on him.

Why was she so polite now?

It was somewhat unfamiliar.

“Sure,” Chen Mobai hesitated for a moment, then nodded lightly.

Mainly, he was curious about Ye Qing’s strength and wanted to see for himself just what the capabilities of the top Golden Core Cultivator in the Tianhe Realm were.

He relayed a message to Liu Wenbo, then threw a Sword Box down to his eldest disciple from the top of the mountain.

After leaving behind the Primordial Yang Sword Evil, Chen Mobai piloted the “Red Misty Cloud Silk” toward the distant colossal dragon-serpent phantom and the clear and cold Sword Light that illuminated the sky.

However, as he was about to reach the battlefield of Ye Qing and the Devil Cultivator, he saw that clear Sword Light in the sky suddenly burst forth with light, and in the distant starry sky, a series of dazzling stars began to twinkle.

The starlight fell like wheels, directly caught by a clear water-like Flying Sword, turning into a brilliant flash of light that split the nearly godlike, coiling dragon-serpent above the mountain head in two from head to tail.

The remaining momentum of the light didn’t stop there; it fell upon the top of a figure shrouded in a black robe on the mountain peak.

This must have been the Devil Cultivator. After his Heavenly Demon Avatar was slain, he produced a multicolored scale, seemingly attempting to block Ye Qing’s sword strike.

Yet as the Flying Sword passed by, it seemed to become a phantom sword, directly piercing the multicolored scale and decapitating the man in the black robe.

After slaying the enemy, the energy still lingering on the Flying Sword finally dissipated, splitting the whole mountain on which the Devil Cultivator stood into a massive fissure, as if cleaving the mountain in two.

Seeing this sword strike, Chen Mobai couldn’t help but widen his eyes.

Even from a great distance, he could feel a chilling horror rising from the depths of his heart as if facing this sword, any Defensive Magic Weapon would be useless, and one would have to rely on one’s own flesh and Spiritual Power to resist!

If he were to face it head-on, could his Longevity Dao Body withstand it?