Chapter Twenty-Six: Formal Disciple
like me to translate!By the time Lu Ye reached his tenth spiritual aperture, he could vaguely feel the effects. When he reached twenty, the effects became more apparent. It wasn't until he had imbued...I was attacked!
Although Lu Ye's head was spinning, he quickly figured out the truth of the matter. He couldn't help but feel nervous. Now that he was just a Level 3 Qi Refinement cultivator, how could he possibly handle this situation
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Below the hill, a beam of yellow light shot up into the sky, heading straight for where the Sect Leader and Lu Ye were. The beam of light was like a pillar, moving incredibly fast, arriving in an instant.
The Grand Master raised his hand, causing the fabric of his robe to rustle as he quickly drew a circle in front of him, spiritual energy swirling at his fingertips.
A visible spiritual barrier immediately formed, circular in shape, shielding the headmaster and Lu Ye behind it. Countless intricate runes danced within the barrier, resembling tadpoles moving about.
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With a loud boom.
The golden light struck the barrier, being blocked tightly. Yet, the golden light surged like a spring, flowing incessantly and continuously bombarding it.
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The Headmaster glared furiously, his spiritual energy swirling in his palm as he maintained a barrier of spiritual power, locked in a stalemate with the yellow light.
Lu Ye had never seen such a magical battle scene before, he was stunned for a moment.
As the yellow light and spirit barrier clashed, another thunderous crash echoed from the other side of the battlefield. Lu Ye turned his head to see a towering figure, as sturdy as an iron tower, leaping into the air and charging towards them. Beneath that figure, a hill crumbled with shattered rocks, clearly crushed by the impact.
The man who had been killed was enveloped in a blood-red glow, as if all his blood qi were evaporating, making him appear extremely ferocious.
At this moment, the headmaster was engaged in a duel of magical powers with the golden-edged warrior. The burly cultivator saw an opportunity and lunged forward with incredible speed. In an instant, he charged to within thirty zhang of the headmaster.
As the Grandmaster shifted his grip, the energy barrier clashing with the golden light subtly veered.
The burly figure hadn't expected such a thing to happen. When he saw the yellow light charging towards him, it was too late to dodge. All he could do was roar in anger and raise his arms to shield himself.
The next moment, the burly figure was enveloped in yellow light, and upon impact, his body staggered, and burnt flesh filled the air with a sizzling smell.
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Suddenly, the world spun around him. He regained his composure and looked down, his expression filled with shock.-class sects, twenty to thirty second-class sects, and forty to fifty third-class sects. Adding these together, a conservative estimate is eighty to one hundred sects. This is only one state. The tot...