Chapter 825 – Wind Blades

The commotion caused by the great battle between the Snow Wind Sword Sect and the Frozen Cloud Asgard was simply too great. After all, it was a chaotic battle between two Spiritual Masters of Taihang Realm and nearly twenty Spiritual Masters.

However, this allowed Yang Junshan to see an opportunity. With the Taoist Ancestor not intervening, the battle that the two Adept Tai Gang s were involved in was enough to scare the other powers away, so no one was willing to cause a misunderstanding between the two Adept Tai Gang s. However, because of this, the monkey demoness of the Macaque Tribe could take advantage of this chance to quickly leave, and the task of protecting Yang Junshan naturally fell to Yang Junshan.

But when Yang Junshan arrived near the battle formation, it was also when Spiritual Master Su Hua from Snow Wind Sword Sect came over to reinforce him. Snow Wind Sword Sect, who had received reinforcements, had the absolute advantage, but at this moment, Yang Junshan unexpectedly discovered their familiar faces.

Back then, when Yang Junshan returned from the Boundless Ice Plains, he had met the master who made the cloak in the Frozen Cloud Asgard, Spiritual Master Qin Guang Yu.

However, the moment Yang Junshan noticed him, the disguised master seemed to be in a miserable state. Yang Junshan’s spirit of breaking mountain struck the tornado, and Spiritual Master Qin Guang Yu immediately recognized Yang Junshan.

“It’s you?”

The expression on Spiritual Master Qin Guangyu’s face was one of shock, not because of his sudden appearance, but because of his cultivation.

When he saw Yang Junshan back then, the other party was still a young cultivator who had just entered the Gangli Accumulation Realm. But now that he had not seen him for dozens of years, the other party’s strength could even save him from the hands of the Taihang Realm Enforcer.

“Haha, Master Qin, please step back. This junior will still meet this Great Handle Expert!”

A beam of light flashed past Spiritual Master Qin Guangyu and headed straight for Spiritual Master Suhua, who was chasing from behind.

“Who is this person?”

It was Spiritual Master Guang Han, who had just been sent flying by Qin Guanyu. He quickly returned, but Yang Junshan was one step ahead of him, so Spiritual Master Guang Han knew that the person who had arrived was far stronger than him. He could not help but ask in confusion.

However, the sudden appearance of a young Heavenly Dipper Sovereign shocked her. Not only was she shocked by the strangeness of this person, but she was also shocked by the appearance of such a brilliant Successor Disciple in the Ice Palace.

Spiritual Master Qin Guang Yu didn’t bother to answer Spiritual Master Guang Han’s question, and instead shouted towards Yang Junshan’s light source: “Be careful, the opponent is a Great Cultivator of the Taihang Realm!”

Yang Junshan’s heart was currently filled with the desire to challenge, this kind of eagerness was even higher than when he fought with the Xia Yuan Spiritual Master. His spar with the Xia Yuan Spiritual Master only allowed him to understand his own strength, but Yang Junshan still wanted to know the exact difference between him and the top Adept Realm Cultivator.

‘s appearance was definitely shocking to Spiritual Master Su Hua, but it also stirred up Spiritual Master Su Hua’s killing intent. Killing a true disciple that was secretly nurtured by an Ice Palace, was even more meaningful than killing the opponent’s Taihang Realm cultivator.

Not only did the tornadoes that were originally chopped into two halves by Yang Junshan’s double-sided greataxe not collapse, they instead formed two independent and constantly expanding tornadoes that swept towards Yang Junshan from the left and right.

The tornado was an extremely ordinary name for the divine ability, yet it was the one hundred thirty-third ranked on the Precious Techniques and Divine Powers Ranking. Under the use of the Taihang Realm Cultivator, Daoist Master Su Hua, the moment one fell into the tornado, that person would be smashed into pieces.

However, Yang Junshan was not afraid at all, he only raised his fist and struck out, but it was as if thunder exploded in the sky, one of the two tornadoes suddenly exploded, the gigantic spirit energy disturbance was greatly reduced the might of the tornado, until it could no longer be maintained, and ultimately turned intornado that scattered in all directions.

However, the other tornado took the chance to pull Yang Junshan into the tornado, and the boundless gale energy began to converge, causing creaking noises to suddenly sounded from within the tornado, and even suppressed the powerful howling of the wind caused by the tornado.

No one knew the situation within the tornado more clearly than Daoist Master Su Hua. Although the Heavenly Dipper Sovereign in front of her, who was trying to challenge her, was drawn in by her sacred art, but the scene of him being annihilated by her wind power did not appear. In fact, even with her spiritual consciousness, she could clearly feel that the other party’s sacred art was still acting very contented.

How was this possible!

Daoist Master Su Hua suppressed the surprise in his heart. He then shook his sleeve and a wisp of green light instantly fused into the wind.

The Flowing Wind Saber was an innate treasure that Daoist Master Pure Hua had meticulously refined for himself. It waigh-grade spirit treasure, and with the support of her divine ability, this spirit treasure possessed might comparable to that of a treasure.

However, in the hundred odd years since she had advanced to the realms of life, she had spent most of her time here, refining and cultivating the one hundred thirty-third ranked Precious Techniques and Divine Powers, which was the strongest Precious Techniques and Divine Powers in the sect.

The reason why she was like this was because, in her early years, Daoist Master Pure Hua had once relied on a clue left behind by a senior in the sect to obtain an opportunity to refine and inherit an innate Dharma treasure, the Flowing Wind Blade.

Once it was displayed, the two of them would complement each other’s powers. The strength of the tornado could directly catch up to the one hundred ranked abilities on the Precious Techniques and Divine Powers Ranking, and the Windflow Saber had the effect of increasing the grade of a stage.

Yang Junshan very quickly noticed the change in the technique, but he was unable to pinpoint the source of the change in a short period of time. It was just that the instincts that he developed from years of fighting with other people allowed him to avoid the critical parts of the technique, and then the clothes on his left shoulder suddenly unraveled, and even the cloak was unable to stop him, arace of blood started to spread on the surface of his clothes.

He was injured!

Yang Junshan frowned, in fact, the moment the object that was attacking him pierced him, his consciousness finally found the source of the change.

An invisible treasure, an invisible treasure comparable treasure. This treasure had been fused into the wind, and with the concealment of a divine ability, it was impossible to trace its movements. However, it suddenly appeared unexpectedly, making it hard to guard against.

Yang Junshan had originally wanted to use this opportunity to polish the nine man true energy in his body, and make it purer and thicker. At the same time, he had also planned to use it to temper his body.

None of the Taihang Realm cultivators were easy to mess with!

Yang Junshan no longer dared to hesitate. The Mountain Monarch Seal shook his hand and flew into the air, and the entire tornado was instantly suppressed until it dissipated. A touch of green light flashed and tried to escape from the Mountain Monarch Seal’s suppression, but Yang Junshan pointed at the surface of the Windflow Blade.

“Zheng!” A crisp sound rang out. The Windflow Saber fiercely shook, and countless afterimages appeared as if it had returned to its original form from nothingness. However, Daoist Master Pure Hua’s stifled snort came from afar.

Green light flickered, and in the end, the Windflow Blade still managed to escape the suppression of the Mountain Monarch Seal. However, Yang Junshan smiled faintly as he saw the ashen face of Daoist Master Pure Hua.

Although the spot was not big, it caused the entire magical equipment of the Windflow Blade to deteriorate. This kind of damage was even more severe than striking out a large hole on the blade. Because the magical equipment’s material was affected, the Windflow Blade had completely lost the ability to merge with the wind.

With such a light touch, Daoist Master Pure Hua’s power was instantly reduced by 30%!

Su Hua Zhenren wished to devour the flesh of the man before her, but she did not have the confidence to do so. To suffer sucuge loss at the hands of Yang Junshan while she was still in her peak condition, now that her strength had plummeted, inviting her to fight would be tantamount to bringing shame upon herself!

“Let’s go!”

When she turned around to look, she saw that Daoist Master Silverflower, who originally held the upper hand, had suddenly retreated from the other battle, and had started to cover the escape of the other cultivators of the Snow Wind Sword Sect from the Frozen Cloud Asgard.

Su Hua was confused, but seeing Silver Flower’s gloomy face, she was no longer hesitant about fighting with Yang Junshan, rather she looked at her opponent deeply, and started to protect her fellow sect members and retreat.

The people from the Frozen Cloud Asgard clearly realized that there was no longer any need to continue in this battle. If not for Yang Junshan killing his way out, they might have suffered a loss.

“Senior Brother, why …”

The Snow Wind Sword Sect cultivators had all left, while the two Adept Tai Gang s were in charge of the rear. Daoist Master Su Hua could not help but ask about the reason of the retreat.

Daoist Silver Flower’s entire body was filled with killing intent as he said, “Demonic cultivators took advantage of our departure to raid the valley. Only one of the three cultivators that were stationed here for protection ran out. Below the valley is a large spirit jade mine!”

“May I ask if this Taoist Yang is the Yang family Spirit Master who has recently risen to prominence in the cultivation world of Yuzhou?”

Fortunately, the information from the Frozen Cloud Asgard was rather well-informed and the Yang family could be considered famous in the cultivation world. Although Spiritual Master Qin Guangyu did not realize this in the beginning, with the reminder from the other cultivators in the sect, he finally realized that this Heavenly Dipper Sovereign might be one of the influential figures in the Yuzhou’s cultivation world that had been going through this recent period of time.

Yang Junshan laughed, and said: “I never thought that this senior would actually know this junior’s name.”

Daoist Master Hua said with a laugh, “This old man is from Frozen Cloud Asgard, Spiritual Master Jun Shan has done it before. This time, I still need to thank you for your help, otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable!”

“So it’s because of Senior Hua. Senior, you are flattering me. Junior …”

“Awoo …”

Yang Junshan was about to modestly say a few words, when suddenly a loud tiger roar came from far away in the forest. Yang Junshan’s expression immediately changed, and apologetically cupped his hands towards Daoist Qi Hua and the Frozen Cloud Asgard cultivators behind him: “Junior still has a choice, I don’t dare to stay any longer, forgive me, next time I will definitely come to apologize!”

Saying that, Yang Junshan suddenly sank down and disappeared.