Chapter 890: Who Dares to Fight?

ld mountain wind whipping up a chill. On the thousand-zhang cliff face, lay several dried bloodstains with the words "Siqing Cliff" carved into them."But, Senior Brother Lu, please forgive your junio...The two sky-faring warships of the Gu Jian Sect were already down to one after the intense battle in the skies. Ling Xiao Palace, on the other hand, had deployed five warships at once, four of which were sky-faring warships, with only one being slightly inferior. Such a fleet was already comparable to the top tier strength of two large immortal sects.

At this time, many warships on both sides were billowing black smoke. The War Moon Alliance fleet was already at a disadvantage, with over sixty or seventy warships reduced to just over ten flying warships, and nearly half of them were damaged. The situation for the Feiyan warships wasn't much better either.

Seeing the enemy fleet attack again, the ship's crew commander of the Zhan Yue Alliance couldn't help but feel a pang of despair in his heart. Especially after seeing the formidable firepower of the opponent, during the battle they had to conserve their spirit stones and fire as much as possible.

Fortunately, there were carrion birds that consumed these spiritual cannons' sustained combat power at this time. Otherwise, once these five warships were deployed on the battlefield, under full firepower, those who were already struggling to hold on would be in danger of annihilation. Now they not only have a large number of damaged warships, but also the intensity of today's battle far exceeded previous ones. Many warships consumed too much spiritual stones and can no longer use all their spiritual cannons.

Such a situation also exists in the fleets of the Moon-Gazing Cultivation World. It's just that they are slightly better off compared to the War Moon Alliance's fleet.

"If not for these Corpse Refiners from the Ghost Corpse Sect, I'm afraid we would have truly been defeated this time." Seeing this tragic scene on the battlefield, Tian Can Evil Venerable and the other Nascent Soul elders of the War Moon Alliance each thought to themselves. The Ghost Corpse Sect had been silent in the Southern Wasteland for many years, but it turned out they had amassed such terrifying power. Fortunately, there weren't too many Nascent Soul elders on their side, otherwise, which sect could have possibly stood against the might of the Ghost Corpse Sect"

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Although these five warships were incredibly formidable, it was because the Ghost Corpse sect found it difficult to fully control such a large number of corpses. After receiving the reminder from the Yuan Ying ancestor, they still made such a blunder. Thinking about it carefully, it's understandable. With so many corpses, being able to control them with such precision is something that few in the world could match, let alone challenge the Ghost Corpse sect.

These five warships were ferociously powerful, but mainly aimed at the aerial vultures. As for the ground corpses, they weren't so easy to deal with. Even if their fleet achieved a decisive victory on the sea, the ground formations couldn't hold back over two hundred corpses for long. The life force of those thirty-odd Jindan cultivators would soon be depleted.

So what if the warships in the sky won At this time, the cultivators of the Zhan Yue Alliance finally felt their hearts settle. Although Ling Xiao Palace had caused such a huge mess this time, leading to significant losses for the Zhan Yue Alliance, things were still within a controllable range.

Although these group of Yuan Ying old monsters had already seen the big picture, the ferocious firepower of the five warships still brought some hope to the Moon Watching Cultivation World. The impending large formation could be barely sustained, and above their heads, the fleet of the Zhan Yue Alliance was about to be crushed. For the Moon Watching Cultivation World at this time, though facing imminent defeat, there was still a glimmer of hope.

Countless people split their attention, watching as five warships pierced the clouds and swept across the sky. However, many saw the young man in blue robes and silver hair at the bow of the leading flying warship fluttering in the wind, and couldn't help but tremble with shock.

“Big Brother Lu!” Luo Qing stared blankly at the young man standing proudly at the bow of the ship, like a spear piercing the wind. When Lu Xiaoteng had mysteriously disappeared, Luo Qing had searched tirelessly for his whereabouts, even enlisting her master to help, but all to no avail.

For over a hundred years, Lu Xia Tian had vanished like smoke. No one could find him. After the Battle on the Moon Platform, both the War Moon Alliance and the Lookout Moon Cultivation World, his fame, after reaching its peak, suddenly disappeared. There was no news of him ever again.

Luo Qing had dreamt countless times of how Lu Xiaotian might return, but as time passed, the last glimmer of hope in her heart eventually faded. Luo Qing immersed herself in swordsmanship, yet she never expected that at this crucial moment of war, Lu Xiaotian would reappear. Just like the first time they met in Wangyue City, he remained calm and collected, even while looking down at the countless cultivators below, their blood staining the ground red.

Lü Xia Tian's air of nonchalance was as it always had been, without a hint of aggression. Over all these years, he hadn't changed one bit. The only difference was the absence of the youthful naivete he'd possessed when he first entered Wang Yue City. In his calmness, there was now an air of serenity that looked down upon all beings.

Lu Ge was still Lu Ge, even if he blended in with the crowd. But once he made his move, it was earth-shattering, as if the fifty beams of light he unleashed had silenced the entire battlefield's clamor.

"It's him!" At this moment, Di Yao, the silver-armored woman, and all the other Jindan cultivators of the Zhan Yue Alliance were stunned when they saw the youth with flying silver hair before them.

Especially Di Yao, these foundation-building cultivators who grew up with Lu Xia Tian, after advancing to the golden core stage, still remembered the embarrassment of being suppressed by this silver-haired youth on the battle platform. Di Yao was the top expert among the foundation-building cultivators in the Zhan Yue League at that time, and Lu Xia Tian was the first cultivator of the same rank who made him convinced, and even an enemy.

Even after so many years, that plain yet arrogant figure still lingered among the War Moon Alliance cultivators. The silver-haired youth before them had become a nightmare that many War Moon Alliance cultivators couldn't shake off, standing like a mountain in their hearts, insurmountable.

Before stepping onto the Path of Nascent Soul, one must fight this person. Otherwise, they will be unable to conquer their inner demons, and the path to enlightenment will be hopeless!” Di Yao clenched his fist tightly, and his eyes fixed on Lu Xia Tian, filled with boundless fighting spirit.

"Damn it!" Yuan Hao was inwardly furious. That silver-haired youth was indeed a nightmare for countless Zhan Yue League cultivators, but he was also Yuan Hao's mortal enemy. Only after he had formed his golden core did Yuan Hao dare to think about challenging him in battle.

Isn't this guy gone for so many years How did he appear again A person who disappeared for so many years, once appeared, could still almost shake all the cultivators of the same rank. Yuan Hao couldn't help but think that if he disappeared for so many years and reappeared, would anyone still remember him. Soon, Yuan Hao's heart was filled with bitterness. Since this guy appeared, the Di Yao who had been suppressing him directly ignored him. It's like this now, let alone a hundred years later.

"This Palace Master has trampled through the Star Moon Demon Sect and the Great Camp of the Birth Sect, intercepting several warships from both factions. There was no one who could resist me. It turns out you only know how to gang up on others with superior numbers. Back then, at the Warmoon Platform, no one dared to challenge me. After all these years, I wonder if the various factions of the Warmoon Alliance have gained any courage. The Palace Master of Lingxiao Palace is here, who dares to fight me!"

Lu Xiaitian's voice boomed like a rolling thunder, echoing across the battlefield. Even amidst the cacophony of war, his voice reverberated for dozens of miles. In an instant, many of the Jindan cultivators from the Zhan Yue League turned pale with fear!

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