Chapter 2878: Luring the Enemy

Bian Lei made a hand seal, and two beams of yellow light shot out from the eyes of the illusory purple sable, rapidly heading straight for Jin Tan Mountain and the Kui Shui Warrior.

Jin Tan Mountain glowed with a blinding golden light, rapidly shrinking before transforming into a streak of golden light and vanishing.

The Kui Shui Warrior moved both fists, creating a loud whooshing sound as dense blue fist shadows flew out, shattering the yellow light.

The dense blue fist shadows charged directly at Bian Lei; their force was like thunder, causing the void to vibrate and warp, sounding like metal striking stone.

Bian Lei flicked his sleeve, and a palm-sized five-colored shield flew out. Its spiritual light flared, and its size rapidly expanded, positioning itself in front of him.

The Five-Light Shield, a defensive treasure refined from a large quantity of Five-Light Jade, was a mid-grade Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasure.

A series of blue fist shadows struck the Five-Light Shield, producing dull thudding sounds. The shield merely trembled slightly.

Without the silver light barrier to obstruct it, a massive volume of blue seawater surged into the stronghold. Wherever it passed, mountain peaks shattered, and numerous members of the Purple Sable clan were swept into the water. Their bodies quickly burst, transforming into vast amounts of blood mist. As their spirits emerged from the seawater, a faint green misty glow descended from the sky, enveloping these spirits and drawing them into a shimmering green jade bottle.

Wherever the blue seawater flowed, mountains collapsed, the earth cracked, and all buildings were utterly destroyed. The water, carrying an immense force, surged towards Bian Lei.

The void twisted and warped, emitting deafening roars, and cracks spread across it like a spiderweb, as if the entire space was on the verge of collapsing.

The illusory purple sable above Bian Lei's head swiftly unleashed a purple sound wave, blocking the blue seawater.

A faint blue giant fist flew out of the seawater with a piercing whooshing sound, heading directly for the illusory purple sable.

Unless Bian Lei's Dharma Idol was shattered, Wang Changsheng dared not use physical attacks with his treasures, putting him in a very passive position.

The petrification ability of the purple sable Dharma Idol had destroyed multiple Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasures belonging to human cultivators; otherwise, the Purple Sable clan would not have been able to maintain this stalemate.

As Bian Lei was about to activate his Dharma Idol to resist, a man's earth-shattering roar erupted, causing Bian Lei's features to twist in a pained expression.

Seizing this opportunity, the blue giant fist struck the illusory purple sable.

The illusory purple sable twisted, deformed, and caved in, as if a heavy punch had struck cotton.

A triumphant expression appeared in Bian Lei's eyes. His Dharma Idol had been forged using Purple Amber Divine Clay, an exceptionally rare material found within a venomous creature known as the Purple Amber Beast.

When a seventh-tier Purple Amber Beast accidentally consumes large quantities of metal ore, it excretes Purple Amber Divine Clay. This material is highly effective for forging Dharma Idols, as it can absorb attacks, making the idols incredibly resistant to destruction.

The blue fist shadow emitted dazzling blue light, and the illusory purple sable let out a painful roar, its body twisting incessantly as tiny cracks appeared across its form.

A thick five-colored lightning pillar shot up from the ground, shattering the blue fist shadow.

The illusory purple sable glowed with dazzling purple light, returning to its normal state.

Bian Lei held a small, spiritually radiant mirror in his hand, its surface shimmering with five distinct electric arcs.

It was the Five-Thunder Mirror, a mid-grade Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasure.

Without the protection of a formation, he was no match for the Azure Lotus Immortals.

As the void rippled, a colossal, faint blue hand materialized from thin air. A miniature qilin could be seen on its surface, radiating an aura of world-ending destruction.

Simultaneously, a snow-blue lotus flew towards him, leaving a trail of white ice shards in the void wherever it passed.

Bian Lei was greatly alarmed. As he was about to intervene, urgent zither music filled his ears, causing his mind to wander and his gaze to become slightly blank.

However, Bian Lei's chest soon glowed with dazzling purple light, and he returned to normal.

At this moment, the snow-blue lotus landed on the illusory purple sable, which rapidly froze, encasing itself in a layer of blue ice.

The colossal hand seized the opportunity to strike down, shattering the illusory purple sable into pieces.

Bian Lei spat out a large mouthful of blood. The Five-Thunder Mirror in his hand surged with dazzling spiritual light, unleashing a thick five-colored lightning beam that shattered the colossal hand.

A faint blue colossal fist flew out of the seawater and smashed onto the Five-Light Shield. With a dull thud, the Five-Light Shield and Bian Lei were sent flying backward.

Wang Changsheng took out the Illusion Moon Treasure Mirror, infused it with magic power, and its surface glowed with dazzling spiritual light, emitting a golden misty aura that shot straight towards Bian Lei.

Bian Lei was greatly alarmed. As he was about to cast a spell to resist, an impassioned zither melody reached his ears, causing him to feel dizzy, disoriented, and bewildered.

By the time he recovered, the golden aura had already enveloped him, his gaze became blank, and he fell into an illusion.

A snow-blue lotus descended from the sky, landing on Bian Lei. His body froze at a visible rate, quickly transforming into a gigantic blue ice sculpture.

A faint blue fist shadow flew forth and struck the ice sculpture.

The ice sculpture shattered into pieces, sending blood and flesh flying. A miniature Nascent Soul, its expression terrified, flew out from the fragmented remains.

A woman's loud shout rang out, and the miniature Nascent Soul twitched before fainting. A shimmering silver talisman flew forth and adhered itself to the Nascent Soul's body.

Wang Changsheng leaped over, grabbed the miniature Nascent Soul, and performed a secret soul-searching technique.

"As expected, there are more than five Integration stage cultivators; there are six, and including Che Yang, that makes seven in total."

Wang Changsheng's expression was grim.

He released the Mirage Dragon, which let out a deafening roar. He instructed it to create illusions, preparing to ambush the Purple Sable clan's reinforcements. The teleportation array had not been destroyed; this was a deliberate act by Wang Changsheng.

The Purple Sable Mountain Range, comprised of over a hundred thousand peaks of varying sizes, served as the Purple Sable clan's ancestral home.

In the northwest corner of the Purple Sable Mountain Range, a shimmering purple palace floated high in the sky. A prominent plaque above its entrance bore the large characters "Purple Sable Hall."

The grand hall's doors stood open, revealing a burly, square-faced, and stern purple-robed elder seated on the main throne. This was Bian Xiao, the patriarch of the Purple Sable clan and a mid-stage Integration cultivator.

Two men and one woman sat on either side, their expressions grim.

"It appears human reinforcements have arrived and are launching a full-scale assault on nine strongholds," a remarkably beautiful golden-clad woman suggested. "Their true objective must be those three specific strongholds. Let's abandon the others and redeploy our clan members to those three, bolstering their defenses."

This was Bian Yan, an early-stage Integration cultivator.

"They clearly haven't learned their lesson," a burly red-shirted man said gravely. "Last time we slew an Integration cultivator; if we kill another this time, I refuse to believe they won't be afraid." This was a tall, burly man in a red shirt with rugged features, his hands and feet notably large. He was Che Yang, an early-stage Integration cultivator from the Lizard Clan, dispatched to the Purple Sable clan to oversee the battle.

"Defeating them would mean heavy losses for us," a tall, thin yellow-robed elder proposed, his voice weak as if he were injured. "Driving them away with the formations should be enough."

Just then, an urgent male voice came from outside: "Patriarch, disaster has struck! The Qianlei Mountain Range is under attack! The Azure Lotus Immortals have arrived, and Elder Bian is requesting reinforcement!"

"I'll go support them!" Bian Yan volunteered. "Two against two, driving them back with the formation shouldn't be a problem."