My Disciples Are All Villains

When the Fiend Temple’s Ren Buping saw this, he was extremely shocked. “Luo Shisan can break through the Ten Shamans’ ward?” Meanwhile, the Fiend Temple’s Third Seat had reached his side without him noticing it.

“Sect Master.”

“Duan Xing? You arrived just in time!” Ren Buping said joyfully.

“I traveled on a mount with Senior Sword Saint. Fortunately, we made it in time… I’ve coordinated with Wu Sheng before this. This ward won’t restrict anyone from the Fiend Temple,” Duan Xing said.

“Wonderful.” Ren Buping felt completely at ease. He stared at Sword Saint Luo Shisan’s shocking sword strike.

Luo Shisan was the brother of Luo Changqing, one of the three great Sword Freaks. However, Luo Shisan rose to fame early on and earned the title of Sword Saint. He had been focused on his cultivation all these years. Although Luo Changqing’s reputation superseded his, there was no need to doubt his strength.

This sudden change shocked everyone.

Mingshi Yin had to man the helm and could not leave… If he made a move, the cloud-splitting chariot would certainly fall. Little Yuan’er was only in the Divine Court realm. She could not fight against a Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm elite. This was the case for Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng as well. There was no need to mention the other female cultivators. Duanmu Sheng was advancing on the Ten Shamans. He was occupied for the time being and could not return to support him.

The dark blurry light shot toward Luo Shishan past the dark space.

“Thunderblast?”

Ren Buping saw this as well. He said in shock, “The Evil Sky Pavilion’s eighth disciple, Zhu Honggong, is skilled in the Nine Tribulations Thunderblast, not the actual Thunderblast. How did Ji Tiandao master such a pure Thunderblast?”

Duan Xing frowned. ‘Did he really impersonate a Buddhist grandmaster?’ After the incident at the Green Jade Altar, the Righteous Sect had complained to the Fiend Temple about this at every opportunity they had. Because of this fallout, the Righteous Sect and the Fiend Temple no longer had any contact. Initially, he did not believe it. However, now that he was witnessing this with his own eyes, he was shocked.

The Thunderblast suddenly burst forth with a bolt of lightning. It looked like a bolt of lightning from the heavens!

Boom!

It struck Luo Shisan! The thirteen energy blades vanished. Luo Shisan reeled from the attack.

Lu Zhou shook his head. ‘What terrible luck! Only the repel probability was triggered. This hit did not do him any damage. 100 merit points wasted. Should I use more of them?’ In the end, he decided against it. He continued to look for an opening instead.

Hua Wudao sighed in relief when Lu Zhou unleashed his skill. He was much more confident now. “Thank you, Pavilion Master.”

“It’s nothing.”

Duanmu Sheng could not stand this anymore. The energy around his Overlord Spear crackled as he charged toward the Ten Shamans. He spun his arm 180 degrees. Spear shadows appeared and shot toward the Ten Shamans like a fan.

Wu Xian said coldly, “Get lost.”

The Ten Shamans erupted with a peculiar purplish Qi at the same time. The purplish Qi wrapped around the Primal Qi and condensed into energy that flicked the Overlord Spear away.

Bam!

Duanmu Sheng reeled back! He was no match for them.

The Ten Shamans were insanely powerful.

The ten light circles on the ground were constantly providing the Ten Shamans with power… Clearly, the Ten Shamans’ strength was still growing!

When Ren Buping saw this, he was filled with awe. He hastily reminded, “Lord Wu Xian, show no mercy! Time is of the essence. Don’t give them any chance!”

The Ten Shamans were aware of this as well. The Grand Predecessor Formation could only last for half an hour at most. The problem was it took time to cast witchcraft spells.

Pray, praise, and sacrifice were processes that needed time.

The Six Compatible Seal was teetering perilously under the continuous onslaught of purple rain.

Once the Ten Shamans’ witchcraft spell took form, there was no way the Six Compatible Seal could withstand it.

At this moment, Little Yuan’er hurriedly approached Mingshi Yin. “Fourth Senior Brother, I’ll man the helm. You should go…”

“Alright!” Mingshi Yin leaped out.

Little Yuan’er was no ordinary Divine Court realm cultivator! When Mingshi Yin left, she channeled her Primal Qi to keep the flying chariot afloat. When there was the need for it, she would steer the flying chariot and leave the Grand Formation!

Szzt! Szzt! Szzt!

The sounds of the purple raindrops changed as well.

“Their spell is almost complete!”

After Luo Shisan was repelled, he looked at Lu Zhou who was standing on the flying chariot in shock. He turned to look at Wu Xian. “Lord Wu Xian, give me a hand!”

Wu Xian waved his arm expressionlessly.

The purple raindrops in the skies gathered and shot toward the Six Compatible Seal.

“Look out! I’ll help you!” Mingshi Yin moved at lightning speed.