Mortal: Fifteenth Realm Sword Cultivator

Throughout the entire process, no Nascent Soul stage expert personally engaged in combat.

Therefore, the abandoned Huangfeng Valley disciples, along with the demonic cultivators, posed no real threat to Lu Jianghe.

Just then, a violent magical fluctuation suddenly erupted in a folded mountain range more than a hundred miles away from Yellow Maple Valley.

Its momentum was so great that even the naked eye could see the flashes of spiritual light and the aftershocks of various magical collisions radiating outwards.

Lu Jianghe's eyes narrowed slightly, and the two figures suddenly appeared in the air, their divine senses instantly enveloping them.

Ahead, there was a huge valley shaped like a gourd.

The valley entrance is narrow like a bottleneck, with steep cliffs on both sides, as if carved by a knife and axe.

At the heart of the fierce battle was a massive ship floating in the air.

Various colorful magical lights on the ship clashed and exploded, while the light of magical artifacts collided violently with the pink skull mist outside.

The roar echoed endlessly through the valley, and the shockwaves generated by the collision of spells caused the air in the valley to surge and churn.

Lu Jianghe observed from a distance and noticed that the cultivators besieging the ferry had eye-catching pink peach blossom symbols or emerald green ghost heads embroidered on their cuffs and lapels, all belonging to the Hehuan Sect and the Ghost Spirit Sect.

As for the people on the ferry, including those who belonged to the ferry, it goes without saying that they were all within a hundred miles of Huangfeng Valley.

Fortunately, the ship's built-in defensive formations were quite impressive.

The various spells unleashed by nearly a hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Hehuan Sect bombarded the ship's light shield, but only caused ripples, unable to break through the defense.

Only the pinkish-red demonic mist that filled the sky could slowly erode the spiritual light, but it couldn't do anything to the magic array for the time being.

Just then, a beautiful female cultivator from the Hehuan Sect, who was in the mid-stage of the Core Formation realm, with a seductive figure, slender buttocks, and a face as beautiful as a flower, opened her mouth slightly and shouted.

In an instant, large swaths of crimson fiery clouds appeared out of nowhere, like a thick, scalding pool of lava, enveloping the entire ship.

The clouds rolled endlessly, seemingly containing countless boiling molten lava. One by one, the bubbles burst open, unleashing a deafening roar, just like thunderclaps.

This Core Formation female cultivator actually unleashed an exceptionally domineering "Heavenly Fire Technique".

A drop of scalding lava fell from the fiery cloud and slammed into the ferry's protective shield. The spiritual light surged violently, and the power of this strike was comparable to the full-force attack of a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Immediately afterwards, dozens, even hundreds, of streams of lava fire rained down, smashing into bursts of dazzling blue and red sparks, the blue light fading rapidly at a visible speed.

Just as the blue light shield was flashing wildly under the intense bombardment of the lava fire rain, teetering on the brink of collapse, and was about to shatter completely if it held on for only a few more moments.

An unexpected scene unfolded.

The surging, churning crimson clouds vanished without warning, as if they had never existed.

The scorching heat, hot enough to burn metal, subsided, leaving only the swirling, distorted air and the lingering smell of burning in the valley.

For cultivators who use advanced secret techniques like the "Heavenly Fire Technique," this is by no means a matter of exhaustion and inability to continue.

The female cultivator from the Hehuan Sect, who was in the mid-stage of Core Formation, smiled sweetly. Her lips parted slightly, and with a gentle flick of her jade fingers, the fiery clouds in the sky instantly vanished without a trace.

She had achieved her goal: to break through this troublesome tortoise shell.

Click!

A clear cracking sound rang out.

Immediately afterwards, the entire blue light curtain shattered like broken glass.

With the barrier removed, the interior of the ship was instantly exposed to everyone's gaze.

The numerous Yellow Maple Valley disciples on the ship were no longer able to conceal themselves; their expressions changed drastically, and panic began to spread.

Han Li was among them.

Leading the group was a middle-aged beauty in the late stage of Core Formation, with a cold face and sharp, piercing eyes. At this moment, however, a hint of solemnity flashed across her face.

Han Li and the other disciples of Huangfeng Valley also floated on their magical artifacts.

Looking around, they realized they were in dire straits.

The cliffs on both sides of the valley were densely packed with cultivators from the Hehuan Sect and the Ghost Spirit Sect, effectively sealing off the valley.

The air seemed to freeze.

They were like turtles in a jar, completely surrounded by the forces of the two demonic sects, with no way to escape.

Xin Ruyin hovered in the air, turned her head and asked, "Senior, have you discovered something?"

Lu Jianghe didn't say anything, but simply placed his hand gently on her shoulder.

Xin Ruyin trembled slightly at his sudden action.

Before her thoughts could even settle, her view suddenly opened up.

The distant scenery, which was beyond her sight, was suddenly pulled closer by an invisible force and clearly came into view.

The scenery, unrelated to the landscape, receded rapidly to both sides like a curtain, leaving no trace.

"How wondrous! Senior Lu, I think I see Fellow Daoist Han!"

Simply put, Xin Ruyin shared Lu Jianghe's perspective.

"They've been surrounded by demonic cultivators, some of whom appear to be at the Core Formation stage."

Although they shared a view and could see the confrontation in the distant valley, she could only make a vague judgment about the strength of their respective cultivation levels.

The distance between Lu Jianghe and Lu Jianghe is neither too far nor too near.

If he moves any closer, and since he doesn't have any special techniques to conceal his movements, he would be easily detected by divine sense.

Stealthy acts like hiding and sneaking around are utterly meaningless in places like the Sword Qi Great Wall, and have never been taken seriously.

The reason for the pause is mainly to see if there are any Nascent Soul stage monsters hiding there.

Although we know that timeline doesn't exist, we can't always be sure.

The beautiful woman in the late-stage Core Formation realm above the ship was none other than Red Buddha, the number one Core Formation female cultivator in Yellow Maple Valley.

Her gaze was fixed on the pink-clad woman from the Hehuan Sect who was suspended high in the sky.

Since the beauty is here, her inseparable skeleton is probably hiding nearby and won't have gone too far.

Red Buddha was filled with doubts.

The white clouds formed by his magic weapon, the "Wind and Cloud Banner," were extremely well concealed, and theoretically, even a Core Formation stage cultivator's divine sense would have no way of distinguishing them.

How exactly did the demonic path know their whereabouts in this place so accurately?

Moreover, they were able to set up ambushes in advance.

A chilling coldness instantly rose from the bottom of her heart.

This can't be a coincidence!

With this thought in mind, she showed no sign of panic on her face, and instead transmitted her voice to the people of Huangfeng Valley.

"Their intention is to capture them alive, not necessarily to kill them all. I will hold them off for a while, and you can break through immediately. Your fate is in the hands of fate. Every one of you who can escape is a good one."

Han Li felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing this.

Among the disciples of Huangfeng Valley, the highest cultivation level was only the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, and most of them were only at the early Foundation Establishment stage.

He was surrounded by nearly a hundred demonic cultivators, who were all looking at him menacingly.

Among them are many experts in the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

This is hardly a breakthrough.

It was clearly a dead end with a slim chance of survival.

Han Li is unaware that he and his group have long been considered expendable and abandoned.

Feeling utterly frustrated, how could someone still detect his presence when his Uncle-Master Hongfo had clearly used a magic weapon to conceal it?