Chapter 2368: Zhendian Gong

The human race dispatched over 300,000 cultivators, while the foreign races numbered over 400,000, outnumbering humans by more than 100,000. However, the human race possessed puppet beasts and spirit beasts, and the foreign races dared not deploy their own spirit beasts, fearing they would inadvertently aid the humans.

Wang Qingshan's opponent was a graceful young woman from the Spirit Race, clad in a green dress, with green skin and green spiritual patterns on her face. Her aura was slightly stronger than Wang Qingshan's, indicating she was a Mid-Stage Void Refinement cultivator. Above her floated a massive treant phantom with a solidified head and arms, its spiritual light constantly flickering.

As the treant phantom moved its arms, weeds on the ground grew wildly, weaving themselves into numerous green hands that struck towards Wang Qingshan. Countless green vines burst from the ground, lightly swaying as they launched a barrage of golden thorns, striking Wang Qingshan like steel needles.

The Spirit Race is divided by five elements, and different Spirit Race members possess vastly different Dharma Idol abilities. The Water Spirit Race is the rarest; they are skilled in concealment techniques, making them very difficult to guard against.

Wang Qingshan brandished the Azure Lotus Sword, unleashing countless azure sword energies to block the incoming golden thorns and green hands. With a swift sword incantation, nine Azure Glaze Swords flew out from his sword box, blurring into tens of thousands of identical azure flying swords that surged mightily towards the young woman in the green dress.

The young woman in the green dress conjured a shimmering azure jade ruler; with a gentle wave, countless azure ruler shadows swept forth to meet the attack. After a series of thunderous roars, a large number of the azure flying swords were shattered, dissipating into specks of azure light.

A massive azure hand appeared out of thin air, striking towards the crown of the young woman in the green dress's head. The treant phantom moved its arms, shattering the azure hand. Dense azure threads shot forth, but the treant phantom opened its mouth and spat out a beam of azure light, protecting the young woman in the green dress. The azure threads struck the light, emitting a muffled thud.

A massive, sky-reaching azure sword descended from the sky, slashing onto the azure light, which instantly shattered. Countless green thorns grew from the young woman in the green dress's hands, entangling the sky-reaching sword and preventing its descent.

After a harsh sword hum resonated, the sky-reaching sword released countless azure sword energies, slashing towards the young woman in the green dress. Countless green runes lit up on the young woman in the green dress's body as countless green vines burst forth, weaving into a thick green armor that protected her entire form.

The dense azure sword energies struck the green armor, shattering it. The young woman in the green dress was covered in wounds, bleeding ceaselessly. The treant phantom opened its mouth and spat out a hazy azure glow onto the young woman's wounds, which healed at a visible speed and disappeared.

The young woman in the green dress instantly recovered. This was a major characteristic of the Wood Spirit Race's Dharma Idol: as long as the damage was not fatal, they could quickly heal, though it consumed a significant amount of vital energy. The young woman in the green dress's face was slightly pale, clearly having expended a significant amount of vital energy.

Wang Qingshan was somewhat surprised; he had long heard that the Wood Spirit Race possessed strong regenerative abilities, and seeing it today, it truly lived up to its reputation.

Hundreds of blue water spears shot from a distance, instantly reaching Wang Qingshan. He brandished the Azure Lotus Sword, unleashing a burst of azure sword energy that shattered the incoming blue water spears, dissolving them into countless blue mists. The blue mist suddenly condensed, forming a massive blue fist that struck towards Wang Qingshan.

Wang Qingshan frowned. He conjured the Azure Lotus Sword, infusing it with a spell. The sword transformed into an azure lotus over a hundred feet wide, floating above his head. The lotus rapidly spun, releasing streaks of azure sword energy that defeated the blue giant fist.

A mass of blue mist emerged beside the young woman in the green dress, transforming into a burly man in a blue shirt. The man had blue eyes and blue spiritual patterns on his arms and face. His aura was similar to the young woman's, and his eyes were filled with concern. A Void Refinement stage Water Spirit, he appeared to be her husband.

"I'll help you, Fellow Daoist Wang," Lan Fukong flew over, his expression grave.

"And me," Wang Dafei soared over, his face filled with battle intent.

Wang Qingshan nodded. With a sword incantation, the nine Azure Glaze Swords immediately flared with azure light, releasing countless streaks of azure sword energy towards the young woman in the green dress and the man in the blue shirt. Wang Dafei moved his arms, and dense fist shadows shot forth directly towards the opponents. Lan Fukong conjured a shimmering azure gourd, releasing a burst of azure flame.

The azure gourd was merely a spirit treasure. The Lan family was a small family, far from comparable to the major families. Lan Fukong possessed only two Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasures, one for offense and one for defense, which was also why he allied with Wang Qingshan. His Dharma Idol hadn't even condensed, and he only possessed two low-grade Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasures. Facing even slightly stronger Void Refinement cultivators, he was no match. It was far better to ally with Wang Qingshan and assist from the side; even if they couldn't defeat their foes, he wouldn't die.

Powerful Void Refinement cultivators rarely allied with others, preferring to fight alone. However, such individuals often faced siege from multiple strong enemies; True Monarch Five Spirits was an example. Lan Fukong had the self-awareness to know that teaming up with others to face enemies was not disgraceful.

On the other side, the Integration cultivators also made their move. Liu Yilong commanded the human allied forces, while Gu Xin remained to command the foreign allied forces. Other Integration cultivators fought millions of miles away to avoid affecting the low-level cultivators.

Li Yan waved a shimmering azure folding fan, releasing thousands of massive azure fireballs that struck towards the opponents with astonishing heat waves. Yan Ji and the others showed no fear, unleashing their attacks to meet the enemy.

Massive Dharma Idols appeared in the sky. The Dharma Idols of Integration cultivators were not only more condensed than those of Void Refinement cultivators but also larger, and their battles affected a wider range, making it impossible for low-level cultivators to approach. Nearly a million cultivators battled across hundreds of millions of miles. Various spiritual lights from spells illuminated the sky, shouts of battle echoed continuously, and energy waves rolled. Immortal cultivators fell from time to time, as did members of the foreign races.

Huang Yilong of the Divine Weapon Sect conjured a shimmering golden gong. Runes flickered on its surface, emitting terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations. It was the Sky-Suppressing Gong, one of the Divine Weapon Sect's protective treasures and a high-grade Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasure. He infused it with a spell, and a gong sound that reverberated through heaven and earth rang out. A hazy golden sound wave swept forth, tearing open space wherever it passed, changing the color of heaven and earth, and causing the ground to explode and turn to dust.

Yan Ji and other foreign Integration cultivators heard this sound, their faces contorted in pain. They felt their internal organs tearing apart, their vital energy surged, and their limbs grew weak. A faint silver spiritual light lit up on the chests of Li Yan and others. They showed slight discomfort, but the impact was minimal.

A massive crimson fire palm struck head-on. Hu Xiao had nowhere to evade, was struck by the crimson fire palm, and rolling flames engulfed his figure. An enormous red seal struck, sinking into the sea of flames. A muffled thud was heard, a powerful wave of energy swept out, and the flames suddenly extinguished. Hu Xiao's body was covered by a dazzling spiritual light. Above his head was a beastman phantom. Both Hu Xiao and the beastman phantom clenched their hands into fists, blocking the massive red seal.