Chapter 2885: Eating a Bitter Cold Moon

Wang Mengbin gently waved the trident in his hand towards Di Yan. A loud thunderous roar erupted as a five-colored lightning blade, over a thousand zhang long, swept out and struck the red shield.

A tremendous rumble echoed, and blinding five-colored lightning enveloped Di Yan.

At this moment, the members of the Sable clan also reacted.

Two sable phantoms each spat out a purple sound wave, while the other two sable phantoms each shot out two yellow beams of light, heading straight for Wang Mengbin.

Wang Mengbin was already prepared. With a gentle flap of his Thunder Roc Wings, a loud thunderous roar sounded, and he transformed into a silver streak of lightning, vanishing from sight.

The four yellow beams missed their target and failed to harm Wang Mengbin.

Startling thunder clapped from high in the sky. Tens of thousands of silver lightning bolts, as thick as millstones, aggressively struck down, heading directly towards Di Yan and his ten companions.

Wang Qingfeng and others cast spells to attack Di Yan's group. Di Yan's group also cast spells to defend, forcing them to scatter.

When the lightning dispersed, Di Yan was unharmed, though the spiritual light of his red shield appeared slightly dim.

"A mid-grade Heavenly Connection Spirit Treasure!"

Di Yan's gaze turned serious. He didn't possess a single mid-grade Heavenly Connection Spirit Treasure. It wasn't that the Sable clan refused to give him one, but rather that he had used his accumulated merits to exchange for Dharma Idol materials, leaving no surplus merit points for a mid-grade Heavenly Connection Spirit Treasure.

He hadn't expected that the human cultivators at this outpost would possess a mid-grade Heavenly Connection Spirit Treasure. Given this, the opponent must be an elite disciple of the Wang family.

An corpulent old man in a red robe had a small, continuously flashing red umbrella floating above his head. A red glow protected his entire body, and a huge sable phantom hovered above him.

A thick golden lightning pillar shot towards him. The red-robed old man was startled. He quickly formed a hand seal, and the sable phantom spat out a purple sound wave, then swiped its right paw at the void.

The purple sound wave was instantly shattered by the golden lightning pillar, like paper. A massive purple claw shadow swept out, but it was also crushed by the golden lightning pillar.

The golden lightning pillar struck the red glow, emitting a muffled thud.

A burst of silver lightning lit up in the void several hundred zhang behind him. Wang Mengbin appeared, his expression cold.

He raised his trident and struck fiercely towards the red-robed old man. A dazzling five-colored lightning bolt swept out, striking the sable phantom. The sable phantom let out a painful roar. Tens of thousands of silver lightning bolts then continuously struck down, and the blinding lightning submerged the red-robed old man.

The red-robed old man spat out a large mouthful of blood, his face turning pale. The red glow became flickering and translucent, like a bubble, appearing as if it could dissipate at any moment.

With a muffled thud, a thick five-colored lightning arrow struck the red glow. The red light broke open, creating an opening, and struck the red-robed old man's head, emitting another muffled sound.

A thick golden lightning pillar shot towards him. The red-robed old man let out a painful shriek, as a horrifying bloody hole appeared on his left chest, bleeding profusely.

A white sword light and a red saber light swept over, cutting him in half. As a mini sable had just left his body, a thick silver lightning bolt descended from the sky, striking the mini sable.

Wang Mengbin and Wang Yingjie coordinated with others to eliminate the invading enemies. In less than a quarter of an hour, three Void Refinement cultivators died at their hands. Adding the two enemies Wang Mengbin had killed earlier, a total of five Void Refinement cultivators had fallen.

Thanks to his Thunder Roc Wings, enemy attacks couldn't even touch Wang Mengbin.

Seeing his subordinates dwindling, Di Yan felt a great sense of unease. He was entangled by a golden, shimmering giant ape puppet and couldn't break free.

Whenever a Void Refinement cultivator from the Sable clan attempted to activate their Dharma Idol and use petrification abilities to attack the giant ape puppet, the Wang family cultivators would intervene to stop them, preventing them from succeeding.

Dense silver lightning streaked across the sky, powerfully striking towards Di Yan.

Di Yan's expression tightened. He fiercely shook the red banner in his hand, and a wave of crimson flames swept out, blocking the incoming silver lightning.

With a flash of red light, a small white seal suddenly appeared above his head. After emitting dazzling red light, the white seal rapidly expanded and slammed towards Di Yan.

Before the massive white seal even landed, a large amount of white cold air surged out, causing the flames to flicker wildly.

Di Yan opened his mouth and spewed out a stream of crimson flames to meet it.

**Summit of the Green Lotus**

The crimson flames collided with the massive white seal, producing sizzling sounds. The spiritual light of the white seal flickered continuously, and its speed slowed down.

Just then, a whooshing sound echoed. The golden right fist of the giant ape puppet smashed over, striking the red shield. Di Yan, along with his shield, was sent flying sideways, crashing heavily onto the ground.

A silver lightning pillar, a hundred zhang in diameter, descended from the sky, engulfing Di Yan's figure.

The ground shook violently, and countless dust clouds were stirred up by the shockwave.

Wang Qingfeng and fifteen Incarnation cultivators stood in a line, each holding a long saber of varying colors. Dong Xueli and fifteen other Incarnation cultivators formed another line, each holding a flying sword of distinct appearance.

Battle formation!

Wang Qingfeng swung his saber, striking the void. The fifteen Incarnation cultivators followed suit. Sixteen massive saber lights swept out, suddenly merging into one, forming a nine-colored saber light ten thousand zhang long.

Dong Xueli swung her sword. The fifteen Incarnation cultivators imitated her, and sixteen massive sword lights shot out, instantly merging into one, forming a Heaven-Shattering Sword Light ten thousand zhang long.

The nine-colored saber light and the Heaven-Shattering Sword Light plunged into the lightning, followed by a mournful shriek.

With a flash of white light, a giant white seal appeared out of thin air and slammed down fiercely.

The ground shook violently, and dust rolled.

As a mini python just flew out from underground, a blue glow descended from the sky, enveloped the mini python, and drew it into a blue gourd.

Witnessing this, the Void Refinement cultivators of the Sable clan were greatly alarmed and scattered, casting spells to flee. Wang Mengbin and his group did not pursue them. After killing one slower Void Refinement cultivator, they dispatched people to clear the battlefield.

In this battle, Wang Mengbin and his group killed seven Void Refinement cultivators. They sustained minor losses, with two fifth-tier puppet beasts and three Heavenly Connection Spirit Treasures rendered unusable.

The Wang family disciples stationed at the Lihuo Mountain Range were elites, trained for many years, and possessed the Qianlei Mirror set of treasures. The invading enemies gained no advantage whatsoever.

Wang Mengbin's lightning techniques were very destructive, causing the enemies significant losses.

Taurus Mountain Range, Taurus Hall

Fairy Xuanyue sat on the main seat, while Wang Changsheng and five others stood on either side, their expressions grim. Leng Yue's face was pale, appearing to be injured.

Bian You and Che Yang personally intervened to support the Spirit Stone Mine. Leng Yue and her five companions were no match for them. Fang Xiao was killed in battle, and Madam Tianlei's physical body was destroyed, leaving only her nascent soul. Leng Yue and her five companions also severely wounded Che Yang, incurring considerable losses.

In addition, other outposts were also attacked, suffering significant losses.

Afterward, the Sable clan quickly retreated and fortified their positions in the Sable Mountain Range.

"Fairy Yang, it's your turn to fight next. Without your help, we can't suppress Bian You."

Leng Yue suggested, her tone heavy.

If she hadn't been protected by a treasure, she would have already perished.

The Sable clan's ancestral treasure, the Qianlei Blade, possessed immense power, and ordinary defensive treasures simply couldn't block it.

"The Sable clan is consolidating its forces, clearly awaiting reinforcements. We cannot scatter our strength. We should withdraw from unnecessary outposts to deny them the opportunity to defeat us piecemeal."

Wang Changsheng suggested that they had captured fifteen outposts from the Sable clan. If they divided their forces to guard them all, it would give the enemy an advantage. It would be sufficient to defend only the main outposts.

"We expended considerable effort to seize the Spirit Stone Mine. It must be guarded by an Integration cultivator."

Leng Yue said in a deep voice. She didn't care about the other outposts, but the Spirit Stone Mine absolutely needed an Integration cultivator stationed there, as it was in Leng Yantian's interest.