Xiao Yaoyuan's equally domineering voice rang out once more.
"If you want a fight, you'll get one! I've been putting up with you for a long time."
Before his voice had even faded, a tyrannical Divine Sense once again swept towards the female cultivator Mu. At the same time, the phantasms of the female Nascent Soul cultivator from Windy Cool Mountain and Mo Qing also erupted, and two violent powers swept over.
The female cultivator Mu in the valley wore a solemn expression. Xiao Yaoyuan's Mid-stage Nascent Soul Divine Sense was much stronger than hers.
If both sides were fighting with their true bodies at this moment, she wouldn't be too afraid of him, relying on her powerful physical body. But her true body was still guarding the valley.
On the other hand, she was extremely competitive and had always believed that human cultivators were far weaker than her kind at the same realm.
She had not participated in the great Nascent Soul battle a few months ago because she had to deal with matters concerning several sects in the South Sea, a fact she had always brooded over.
This contest of Divine Senses was even more dangerous. A single moment of carelessness could result in direct damage to one's divine soul. Even if one didn't perish, one could instantly become an imbecile.
Tie Dong's cold-blooded voice simultaneously echoed through the sky.
"Fellow Daoist, our realms are comparable. Allow me to test you."
As he spoke, the phantasm conjured by his Divine Sense took a step forward, meeting Xiao Yaoyuan's phantasm.
As words were exchanged, the six Divine Senses had already begun to clash intensely in the sky.
The simultaneous attack of six Nascent Soul Divine Senses caused all living beings within a radius of nearly ten thousand li to tremble in fear.
Among the Windy Cool Mountain cultivators, besides Xiao Yaoyuan who was at the Mid-stage Nascent Soul, the female cultivator and Mo Qing were both at the Initial-stage Nascent Soul.
On the Demon Clan's side, whether by coincidence or due to the innate pride of demonic cultivators, they were also met by one Mid-stage Demonic General and two Initial-stage Demonic Generals.
In the first tentative clash earlier, neither side had used their full strength, so despite the mismatch in levels, and though each side suffered minor setbacks, no one was injured. This time, however, was different.
When Xiao Yaoyuan attacked the female cultivator Mu, Tie Dong was naturally unwilling to let that happen. Similarly, if he attacked the female cultivator from Windy Cool Mountain or the other person, both sides would suffer damage.
But how could he be willing to let the female cultivator Mu get injured? His Divine Sense, though launched later, arrived first. Completely disregarding whether the female Windy Cool cultivator and Mo Qing would attack him, he had already blasted his Divine Sense towards Xiao Yaoyuan's.
The female cultivator Mu and the other Demonic General seemed to have coordinated with Tie Dong thousands of times. They both chose their respective opponents in an instant.
Especially the female demonic cultivator, who was the first to be attacked by Xiao Yaoyuan. Although her expression was grave, she had no intention of defending against Xiao Yaoyuan's attack.
Her entire body's demonic qi surged like a raging tide as she unhesitatingly attacked the female Nascent Soul cultivator from Windy Cool Mountain on the other side.
The other Demonic General, in the blink of an eye, transformed his Divine Sense into a giant holding a long spear, which he thrust towards the phantasmal figure conjured by Mo Qing's Divine Sense.
The three Demonic Generals had all chosen their targets with precision and sharp attacks.
The phantasm conjured by Mo Qing extended its hands, and a pair of silver hooks appeared. With a cross of the left and right hooks, he locked onto the incoming spear.
"Divine Sense Manifestation!"
Li Yan stared blankly at the blurry giants in the sky, a monstrous wave crashing in his heart. For him to condense his current Divine Sense into a thin spike required his full concentration, and in the end, it was really just a thin spike.
Li Yan felt that his Divine Sense was comparable to some Golden Core stage cultivators, a fact he was rather proud of.
If the Divine Sense spike condensed by a Foundation Establishment cultivator was just a wisp of qi that could penetrate the body, then the Divine Sense spike condensed by Li Yan could already manifest visibly.
But today, seeing the massive phantasms conjured by Nascent Soul cultivators, his own meager application of Divine Sense seemed utterly childish and laughable.
'This is a Nascent Soul cultivator, a true immortal cultivator!' Li Yan thought to himself.
As Li Yan was pondering, the battle in the sky, which had just begun, underwent a sudden, drastic change. This change caught the Demon Clan side completely off guard.
For a moment, the three Demonic Generals did not react immediately, not knowing why the other side was acting this way.
Just as the three on both sides had engaged their respective targets, the moment Mo Qing's twin hooks made contact with the opponent's long spear, in another battle group, the red figure manifested from Xiao Yaoyuan's Divine Sense let out a low roar and collided with the black figure manifested by Tie Dong.
Xiao Yaoyuan appeared to charge forward fiercely. Both sides threw a punch. Just as their fists were about to collide, the red figure manifested by Xiao Yaoyuan suddenly slid to the side.
His body tilted, and the fist he threw sank downwards. What seemed like a fierce clash instantly turned into a blocking and deflecting maneuver.
At the same time, the other long arm he had manifested suddenly detached itself and, like a throwing star, swung horizontally towards the phantasm holding the long spear that was thrusting at Mo Qing.
This move was completely unexpected by the three Demonic Generals. With their strengths not being too far apart, that human cultivator actually dared to divert his attention to attack another Nascent Soul.
Especially when his opponent was Tie Dong, a renowned fierce general among the Mid-stage Demonic Generals. The slightest opening would surely result in a heavy blow to the opponent.
But the other side's move was too decisive; no one had expected it. The demonic cultivator holding the long spear was also startled, but his reaction was extremely fast.
As he thrust his long spear, his figure had already flashed to the side. At the same time, his long spear had also collided with Mo Qing's twin hooks.
Because he had urgently dodged the sweeping, severed arm in mid-air, the power of his Divine Sense attacking Mo Qing had been reduced by more than a small half.
Mo Qing easily blocked it. At the same moment, Xiao Yaoyuan on the other side, now missing an arm, was not so lucky.
It had only been a little over a hundred years in total since he had entered the Mid-stage Nascent Soul realm, unlike Tie Dong, who was already approaching the Late-stage Demonic General realm.
However, Xiao Yaoyuan's true body possessed an artifact that protected his Divine Sense, so when this plan was decided, he had already intended to take the opponent's next blow head-on. At the same time, it was also due to his somewhat arrogant nature; in his duels over the years, he had mostly ended up victorious.
Seeing the sudden change in his opponent, Tie Dong was surprised, but his combat experience was extremely sharp. His reaction was so fast that even the prepared Xiao Yaoyuan suffered a not-insignificant loss.
A sharp glint flashed in Tie Dong's eyes. He changed his fist to a claw, and in that hair's breadth of a moment, his five fingers, like hooks, latched onto Xiao Yaoyuan's forearm and pulled down fiercely.
Xiao Yaoyuan had originally intended for this hand to use the downward momentum to execute a "deflection" technique. His entire arm instantly became boneless and soft, like a swimming fish defending itself.
Unexpectedly, Tie Dong's reaction was faster. Before his "deflection" technique could fully erupt, he had already seized his forearm, as swift as lightning.
With the subsequent pull, Tie Dong actually intended to tear off his only remaining arm.
One must know that every inch of the phantasm was formed by Divine Sense. If it was shattered by oneself, it could still be recalled. But if it was dispersed by an enemy, that was true damage.
If the damage was minor, it could be recovered through meditation and qi refinement. But if a severed forearm fell into the opponent's hands, they would surely crush it without hesitation.
In that case, Xiao Yaoyuan's Divine Sense would inevitably be severely damaged.
As Tie Dong's five fingers grabbed and pulled, far away in the back mountains of Windy Cool Mountain, a golden circlet suddenly appeared on the forehead of the cross-legged Xiao Yaoyuan.
The moment the circlet appeared, Xiao Yaoyuan's entire head seemed to be plated with a layer of thin gold, deeply embedded in his flesh, appearing extremely strange.
At the same time, high above the nameless valley, the forearm seized by Tie Dong instantly erupted in a dazzling golden light.
Tie Dong only felt his hand tighten. His hook-like five fingers could no longer pull the opponent in the slightest. As they slid down, they only took with them some of the red mist on the surface of the body.
Immediately, this red mist was crushed by Tie Dong with a firm grip. With a "peng" sound, it dispersed and vanished into the sky in an instant.
In the back mountains of Windy Cool Mountain, Xiao Yaoyuan let out a muffled grunt, and trickles of blood flowed from the corners of his eyes and his ear canals.
And his phantasm high above the nameless valley also faded slightly as it staggered back.
...
On the other side, the female cultivator Mu had just engaged with the phantasm of the female cultivator from Windy Cool Mountain.
From the start of their attacks until now, everything had happened in a flash, as fast as lightning.
But something even more unexpected happened again. Over there, Mo Qing had just locked the opponent's long spear, and that Demonic General's phantasm had just barely dodged the swinging, severed arm.
Mo Qing suddenly retracted one hand. The silver hook in that hand vanished in an instant. At this moment, with the opponent Demonic General's offensive weakened, he could block the opponent's long spear with a single hand without any problem.
The moment the silver hook on his hand disappeared, Mo Qing's extended single hand pointed into the void.
A speck of cold light shot out from his fingertip. To the surprise of all the Demon Clan cultivators, the speck of cold light that Mo Qing shot out did not take the opportunity to attack that Demonic General. Instead, it shot towards the woman in the green gauze by the altar below.
The woman in the green gauze was already unconscious. She was currently being held in Fairy Red Candle's arms, who was continuously channeling Spirit Power into her body, hoping to sustain her until the great battle above between the female cultivator Mu and the others ended.
No one had expected someone to launch a sneak attack on them at this time.
Although Mo Qing's move was fast, the other Demonic Generals reacted just as quickly, sensing it in the first instance.
The female cultivator Mu, who had just engaged with the phantasm of the female cultivator from Windy Cool Mountain, was sitting cross-legged on the altar. Her delicate features suddenly contorted, her phoenix eyes widened, and she shouted in anger.
"Sneak attacking a junior! You are truly shameless!"
She turned and stretched out her long arm. One of her palms shot out, and a crescent moon handguard saber spun rapidly, shredding towards that speck of cold starlight.
But the female cultivator from Windy Cool Mountain she was fighting seemed to have known that Xiao Yaoyuan and Mo Qing would join forces. She also let out a cold laugh, and the power of her Divine Sense erupted again, attacking the female cultivator Mu like a towering, angry tide.
The female cultivator Mu only felt a pressure from her Divine Sense that made even her heart palpitate. The power of the Divine Sense she had diverted was already unable to resist.
She knew that if she didn't defend now, her Divine Sense would surely be heavily damaged by the opponent.
Helplessly, the arm her true body had just extended drew a swift semicircle, and the crescent moon handguard saber changed course to slash at the wave-like attack rushing towards her.
Even at this point, the three Demonic Generals were still full of doubt, not understanding why the other side would go to such lengths, even at the cost of injuring a Mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator's Divine Sense, just to jointly launch a sneak attack on a junior.
The female cultivator Mu was right beside the woman in the green gauze, yet even she didn't have time to provide aid, let alone Tie Dong and the other Demonic General who had been thoroughly outmaneuvered. Their attack windows all had a brief blank spot.
They could only watch helplessly as that speck of cold starlight hit the waist of the woman in the green gauze.
But the result stunned the three Demonic Generals. A Divine Sense attack from a Nascent Soul cultivator... let alone the woman in the green gauze, even Fairy Red Candle, who was holding her, should have been turned into a mist of blood in that instant.
But that speck of cold starlight flashed and was gone. Fairy Red Candle's pretty face was pale with fright; she had lost all will to resist.
She watched with wide eyes as that speck of cold starlight entered the waist of the woman in the green gauze, her entire body turning icy cold.
But the terrifying scene she expected did not happen. The woman in the green gauze did not explode into a cloud of blood, and she herself was also unharmed.
Just as Fairy Red Candle was feeling bewildered and had just begun to feel the relief of surviving a disaster, Tie Dong's irrepressible voice, a mixture of shock and fury, echoed through the heavens and the earth.
"Heaven-Shaking Thunder!"