CHAPTER 129: CHAPTER 129: THE SHOCK OF THE DESTINY REALM CULTIVATOR

ZAP!

A tiny bolt of lightning suddenly descended from the sky, frying the Big Black Cat inside and out.

Its black fur stood on end, revealing skin and flesh in some places.

"Uncle Ma, have mercy!"

The Big Black Cat didn’t need to think twice to know that this was Uncle Ma’s doing.

So it immediately prostrated itself on the ground, covering its head and adopting a pleading expression.

"Do you think Uncle Ma is just here for show? I’m protecting the three young masters. Your job is to pick up the storage rings, understand?"

The Big Black Horse glared.

"I understand, Uncle Ma..." the Big Black Cat said, its face mournful.

It promptly perked up and began searching for the storage rings of the fallen Shen Heng Sect disciples, piling them on its head for safekeeping.

"..."

Seeing the Big Black Cat being tormented so miserably by the Big Black Horse, Su Wanyi didn’t know what to say. She could only smile bitterly before throwing herself back into the fight.

The Big Black Horse licked his lips and chuckled, "Protecting the three young masters is this Old Ma’s responsibility! No one else should even think of snatching it away!"

「Inside the carriage.」

A small smile touched Ye Yun’s lips.

What a hilarious pair, always squabbling when they have nothing else to do. Especially the Big Black Horse, who loves to bully the Big Black Cat.

This Big Black Horse probably picked up the habit of bullying other demon beasts from spending too much time in the warehouse, where it was frequently bullied by those terrifying divine pets.

Ye Yun didn’t mind at all.

Back at Accumulated Thunder Mountain, the Big Black Horse had stepped in to avenge the Big Black Cat and even gave away one of his precious scales.

Evidently, the bond between the cat and the horse ran very deep. It was just that on the surface, they still appeared to be a pair of bickering companions.

Ye Yun shook his head and turned his attention back to the battlefield.

After Ye Yun adjusted their cultivation levels, the Divine Bridge Realm and Nirvana Realm disciples of the Shen Heng Sect found their combat power significantly increased, allowing them to regain the upper hand.

Ye Yun was quite satisfied. At this rate, Luo Li and Jun Moxiao would soon achieve their breakthroughs.

His method of training disciples was, in truth, extremely brutal.

No other sect, not even those at the Eternal Level, could achieve this.

After all, not even an Eternal Realm cultivator could control each cultivator’s cultivation level with Ye Yun’s precision.

Someone’s coming?

Suddenly, Ye Yun looked in a certain direction, a smirk playing on his lips.

「A thousand miles away from the Shen Heng Sect.」

Two middle-aged cultivators stood atop a giant Azure Luan.

The two cultivators had an extraordinary, almost ethereal demeanor. They wore matching deep-blue Daoist robes, and their cultivation bases had already reached the Destiny Realm.

Every move they made constantly emanated a terrifying Super Divine Dragon Breath.

At this moment, a red-faced middle-aged cultivator chuckled as he gazed into the distance, "Senior Brother, we’re almost at the Shen Heng Sect!"

The other, a white-faced middle-aged cultivator, nodded.

His eyes were profound as he gazed placidly into the distant void. "Lately," he said, "the Demon Clan has been restless, with some forces showing signs of mobilization. I suspect those three monsters from Accumulated Thunder Mountain are trying to stir up trouble! Now that we brothers are here in the Shenfeng Dynasty, stationed at the Shen Heng Sect, it is precisely to prevent the Demon Clan from causing chaos!"

"Understood, Senior Brother! I will follow your lead on this trip!" the red-faced cultivator said with a chuckle.

He was naturally of a tranquil temperament and preferred to avoid trouble. As long as his Senior Brother was present, he would simply follow whatever arrangements his Senior Brother made.

His Senior Brother’s cultivation was a whole realm higher than his; he was already a grand cultivator at Destiny Realm Level 5.

He himself had only recently broken through to the Fourth Level of the Destiny Realm.

WHOOSH!

The giant Azure Luan’s wings flapped, propelling it forward with incredible speed. The thousand-mile distance was instantly reduced to just a few hundred.

The red-faced cultivator glanced casually in the direction of the Shen Heng Sect, but then sensed something was amiss.

He quickly focused his vision. The Shen Heng Sect was in chaos! Swords flashed like a tide across the plaza, and the ground was strewn with bloody corpses, one after another.

"This is bad, Senior Brother! The Shen Heng Sect is under attack!" he exclaimed urgently.

Could the Demon Clan have already made their move? The white-faced cultivator also immediately focused his vision, his pupils shimmering with light as he peered into the distance.

Sure enough, a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering battle was taking place at the Shen Heng Sect.

He fiercely tapped the Azure Luan’s head with his foot. The Azure Luan immediately accelerated, covering the several hundred-mile distance in just a few breaths.

The Azure Luan circled in the sky above the Shen Heng Sect. The two cultivators’ faces were solemn, and they refrained from acting rashly for the moment.

Instead, they observed the battle situation below.

If this was a Demon Clan rebellion, they would have to assess the situation before deciding whether to intervene. If the attacking Demon Clan members were stronger than the two of them, then there would be no need for them to stick their necks out. Instead, they would immediately turn back to the Heavenly Star Dynasty and report the matter to their Sect Master.

However, when they got a clear view of the battle below, they were both utterly shocked.

There was no sign of the so-called Demon Clan.

The ones attacking the entire Shen Heng Sect were merely three youths.

Two young women and one young man.

Among them, two were at the Seventh Layer of the Divine Bridge Realm, and one was at the Ninth Layer of the Phase of God.

In their eyes, the attackers’ cultivation bases were all very low—pitifully so.

But the bizarre thing was that cultivators of such meager levels were actually fighting against the thousands from the Shen Heng Sect.

This included Ren Tianxing, the Sect Master of the Shen Heng Sect.

"Senior Brother, am I dreaming? Those three youngsters’ cultivation bases aren’t high at all, are they?!" the red-faced cultivator stammered.

He wore a baffled expression, constantly rubbing his eyes, suspecting he had fallen into an illusion.

The Shen Heng Sect was the largest sect in the Shenfeng Dynasty, boasting a thousand Divine Bridge Realm cultivators and over a hundred in the Nirvana Realm. Such a powerful force... yet they were locked in a fierce battle with three youngsters who seemed as weak as fledgling chicks! And all those bodies lying on the ground—clearly, they had all been killed by those three youngsters. This was too inconceivable! If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he would find it utterly impossible to believe that any of this was real.

The white-faced cultivator’s brow furrowed. He secretly dug his fingernails fiercely into his palm. The sharp pain told him he wasn’t dreaming.

But he was completely baffled. Why was such a bizarre scene unfolding before his very eyes?

Just then, his gaze fell upon a solitary black carriage parked in the square.

He released his powerful Divine Sense to scan it, only to find the carriage empty.

The white-faced cultivator sighed. "How very strange. I’ve lived for so long, yet I’ve never encountered anything like this!"

He, too, was unable to make sense of the bizarre battle unfolding below.

"Senior Brother, what should we do? Should we lend them a hand?" the red-faced cultivator asked from his side.

"No need to rush," the white-faced cultivator said after a moment’s thought. "For now, the Shen Heng Sect appears to have the upper hand. Let’s observe for a while longer."

After all, as a Destiny Realm cultivator, he naturally chose a conservative approach when faced with such a bizarre situation.

The higher one’s cultivation, the more one treasures one’s life.

It was no easy feat to cultivate to the Destiny Realm and comprehend Destiny itself.

「Two hours passed.」

The two powerful Destiny Realm cultivators were shocked to find that the three youths were still fighting persistently, their bodies showing no signs of fatigue.

In contrast, many Shen Heng Sect cultivators were now drenched in sweat, their stamina clearly depleted. Yet, for some unknown reason, they continued to fight with frenzied intensity.

"Junior Brother, let’s make our move!" the white-faced cultivator said, his brow furrowed as he finally made his decision.

SHING!

An astonishing Sword Intent erupted from both of them, powerful enough to disperse the clouds in the sky.

Then, the two astonishing Sword Intents condensed into two slender beams of sword light. They descended silently from the sky, covertly stabbing towards the two Divine Bridge Realm youths!