Chapter 151 - Power of the Ten Shamans
Wu Sheng cupped his fists together and said, “There’s no need for that, Pavilion Master… The Ten Shamans are far more powerful than the ten great elites. How are you going to face them when you’re outside your barrier?”
Ren Buping waved his hand. He asked the subordinate below him, “Where’s the Third Seat?”
“The Third Seat is with Sword Saint Luo Shisan. They’ll be here soon,” the subordinate replied with a bow.
A frown was etched on Hua Wudao’s face at this moment. The situation he had most wanted to avoid was here. He was from the Yun Sect, and yet, now he had joined the Evil Sky Pavilion. The people he least wanted to meet were his former comrades.
“Elder Hua… Luo Shisan should be interested in cultivating alone. Why would he collude with the Fiend Temple? I thought the Yun Sect prided itself on being a part of the Noble Path,” Mingshi Yin said mockingly.
Hua Wudao’s wizened face flushed in embarrassment, but he did not reply. He had joined the Evil Sky Pavilion after all. What else could he say?
Pan Zhong said, “Sword Saint Luo Shisan is the younger brother of Luo Changqing, one of the three Sword Freaks. The two of them have reached great heights in their sword skills and have always been focused on seeking the path. They rarely involve themselves in other conflicts. I didn’t expect Luo Shisan to become another person’s pawn.”
Lu Zhou was, naturally, slightly shocked by this, but he did not let it show on his face. He had thought this was a Grand Formation that was meant to take down or steal the mountain’s barrier. He did not expect it to summon the Ten Shamans. Such powerful opponents were not someone his disciples could handle. ‘Must I use the Peak Trial Card?’
Before Lu Zhou could make up his mind, voices began to ring in the air again.
“Greetings, lord Wu Ji!”
The faint purplish light circles shot out Primal Qi again.
“Greetings, lord Wu Ban!”
They hovered in the air with a demeanor befitting of the Ten Shamans!
Even the foolhardy Duanmu Sheng seemed dumbfounded.
Wu Peng, Wu Gu, Wu Zhen, Wu Li, Wu Di, Wu Xie, and Wu Luo…
The remaining Ten Shamans possessed the bodies of the red-robed cultivators.
A powerful purplish energy burned brightly around their bodies like flames. Their insignificant opponents were now formidable foes!
Ten of them hovered before the cloud-splitting chariot.
Wu Sheng, or more aptly, Wu Xian, looked at Lu Zhou and said indifferently, “So, it’s only a junior whose 1,000-year limit is upon him…” Only Wu Xian would be able to say something like this among everyone present on the scene.
When Ren Buping heard this, he shuddered inwardly. ‘This tone… There’s no doubt he’s one of the Ten Shamans!’ He said hastily, “Senior Wu… Cheng Huang is most likely inside Ye Tianxin. Please lend us your strength to obliterate the Evil Sky Pavilion!”