The Clan Master Can t possibly Be A Mortal - Chapter 390

Chapter 390: Chapter 390 Li Zilong Takes Action, Furious Battle (Sixth Release)

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“Someone else is coming!”

“Judging by the sound, this seems to be a top-notch powerhouse.”

The Qi Refining Realm cultivators within Whitefloat City wore grave expressions.

While the newcomer hadn’t shown themselves yet, they already felt a terrifying pressure, as if they were facing a cultivator at the Peak of the Element Gathering Realm.

The mountainous pressure almost suffocated them.

“Who’s skulking about, afraid to show themselves?”

Gong Qingqiu looked all around, her face alert, but she couldn’t pinpoint the exact location of the speaker.

“Above you!”

An indifferent, age-worn voice suddenly fell from above, Gong Qingqiu formed a hand seal with one hand, countless vines surged skyward, yet she grasped at empty air.

“It’s a trap!”

Gong Qingqiu’s face changed dramatically.

The next moment, from the ground burst an old figure, hunched over, his hands crossed, casting a special fist seal that struck Gong Qingqiu.

As the momentum of a cultivator at the Peak of the Element Gathering Realm was unleashed, even her full resistance was futile; shields appeared in front of her but shattered as though they were made of paper.

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Under the force of the blow, Gong Qingqiu was knocked back, flying.

Thud!

She spat out a large mouthful of blood, her complexion pale, no match for this suddenly appearing gray-haired elder.

The opponent at the Peak of the Element Gathering Realm, while she was merely at the sixth layer of the same realm.

Even though she possessed a variety of Auxiliary Cultivation Methods, because none were at Perfection, the increase in her battle strength wasn’t significant.

Moreover, the gray-haired elder also had Auxiliary Cultivation Methods, with a solid foundation and deep reserves, a strong figure among his peers.

Bridging a three-grade gap in battle was very difficult.

“A mere sixth layer of the Element Gathering Realm, and yet you can withstand a blow from my ‘Primordial Heaven Fist Seal’ and not die, you should be proud of yourself,” the gray-haired elder sneered, preparing to make another move.

“Old thief, don’t be presumptuous!”

Just as Gong Qingqiu was injured, a shout came from the distance.

Then, with the cry “Silver Spear thrust, break the formation and slay,” everyone felt a fierce aura approach from afar, targeting the gray-haired elder.

“Huh?!”

The gray-haired elder was taken aback, he formed seals with both hands and conjured a pale golden fist shadow in front of him to block the spear glow, but he was sent flying dozens of meters and quickly turned to look back.

In the high skies, the cold wind howled.

Clad in silver armor, Li Zilong held his Silver Spear, his eyes shimmering with a bright silver light, a cold aura swirling around him, framing him like an invincible War General.

“I am Li Zilong of Misty Peak, who are you, and what do you intend to do?” Li Zilong stood proud in the high sky, his robes billowing.

“It’s the Zilong War General!”

“Zilong, invincible!”

People from each of the four new districts of Whitefloat City—east, west, south, and north—started shouting.

As the Guardian God of Yanyun Thirteen Cities, Li Zilong’s appearance in their moment of crisis stirred excitement and cheers among the crowd.

“A mere Whitefloat City, having a sixth layer of the Element Gathering Realm would be enough, but why is there even a Peak of the Element Gathering Realm?” The gray-haired elder fixed his gaze on Li Zilong, realizing that his strength was formidable, worthy of a full-on battle.

“No wonder you could kill Wu Wukai; it turns out, you have these people backing you up.”

The gray-haired elder took a deep breath, his face growing gradually colder, “However, that’s all you have. Those who dare to move against my Blood Demon Hall will all die!”

With that said, he gathered the ‘Primordial Heaven Fist Seal’ and smashed it toward Li Zilong.

“Silver Spear thrust, break the formation and slay!”

Li Zilong invoked this secret technique he had created; with the launch of the Silver Spear, behind him seemed to lurk a White Dragon, which then pounced forward.

Boom!

The fist seal collided with the White Dragon, exploding into countless rays, even more splendid than fireworks.

The two continued to fight, neither able to gain the upper hand for a while.

Upon Misty Peak.

Ye Feng stroked his chin, his expression a bit odd.

“This gray-haired elder is certainly one of the Blood Demon Hall’s branch members, but why is he so sure that it was our people from Whitefloat City who moved against Wu Wukai? Could it be, he’s relying solely on conjecture, without needing confirmation?”

Ye Feng couldn’t understand.

Perhaps this is the very arrogance of the Demon Sect.

It doesn’t matter whether you’re the real culprit or not; I don’t like the look of you, so I’ll kill you directly.

“I wonder if Li Zilong can handle the old gray-haired adversary. If he can’t hold his own, I’ll have to take action,”

Ye Feng murmured to himself.

He did not intend to let Hu Feifei make a move.

However, he himself didn’t really want to either.

Yet, Ye Feng didn’t have much confidence in Li Zilong.

Although after a period of arduous cultivation, and with Ye Feng’s personal guidance, Li Zilong successfully brought “Second Qi Sea” to the latter chapters, doubling his Qi Sea’s capacity, it still wasn’t enough.

This could only increase his endurance, not directly enhance his combat strength.

As for the “Nine Revolutions Heavenly God Technique”, with Li Zilong’s talent, he had also reached the third grade peak, yet his telekinetic strength could only match a peak Qi Refining Realm, practically useless in the current grand battle.

Later on, Li Zilong also cultivated the “Water Radiance Technique”and “Solidifying Element Technique”, but only to the first level of each. In total, his combat strength had increased by seventy percent since joining the Misty Sect.

But this mere amount was still not enough to fight with.

High above, the fierce battle continued.

“Silver Spear Throw, Break the Formation, Strike!”

Li Zilong used that move again, as he launched it, a white True Yuan dragon, dozens of meters long, lunged at the old gray-haired adversary.

“Is this the only move you know?”

The old gray-haired adversary raged.

After dozens of rounds of intense battle, he had switched between multiple spells, yet every time Li Zilong responded with the same move, “Silver Spear Throw, Break the Formation, Strike,” which was frankly bizarre.

“Correct, this elder knows only this move!”

Li Zilong shouted, appearing quite proud.

It wasn’t that he lacked other spells, but none related to the Silver Spear, and their grades were merely second or third, far weaker than his self-created secret technique, “Silver Spear Throw, Break the Formation, Strike.”

“Very well!”

The old gray-haired adversary performed a hand seal, deciding to risk it all using the Sixth-Rank Spell “Primordial Heaven Fist Seal” to clash with Li Zilong to the death.

Clang!

The collision sent another wave of terrifying force exploding outward, with a portion striking the protective barrier of Whitefloat City, causing its breaches to widen more and more.

“Talisman, Suppress!”

Gong Qingqiu drank a potion containing Life Spirit Force, then took out a dozen paper talismans, sticking them in the void to repair the shield of Whitefloat City.

As the battle dragged on, the old gray-haired adversary’s expression grew uglier.

He realized that Li Zilong’s power was slightly weaker than his own, but his endurance in combat was far superior, surely due to some Auxiliary Cultivation Method that increased the capacity of his Qi Sea.

“Damn it!”

The old gray-haired adversary sensed something was amiss, “This man’s combat strength is inferior to mine, but he can hold me off. I must take a risk and use that spell to kill him!”

“Primordial Heaven Fist Seal!”

The old gray-haired adversary unleashed a fist seal, repelling Li Zilong, then rapidly retreated several miles away. His hands moved swiftly through hand seals as surging nature’s spiritual energy from all around fortified him.

The elder’s hair flew wildly, his eyes gradually emitting a brilliant purple light.

“Purple Heaven Sword Glow!”

He gambled on using this Seventh-Rank Spell, his body twisted from the excessive strain and even his nose bled.

But the move was terrifying.

Dazzling purple light cascaded down from nature’s spiritual energy, coalescing into a sharp sword fixated on the distant Li Zilong.

“Not good, we must join forces to oppose this enemy!”

Gong Qingqiu realized something was wrong and quickly threw out a dozen red talismans that fell near the old gray-haired adversary and then exploded violently.

Forces churned, and the Purple Heaven Sword Glow was dispersed somewhat, diminishing its potency slightly.

Slash!

The Sword Glow thrust straight out, and Li Zilong hurriedly focused all his vigor into the Silver Spear, performing the “Silver Spear Throw, Break the Formation, Strike.”

Crack!

The Silver Spear was actually shattered by the Purple Heaven Sword Glow.

The force exploded, slamming into Li Zilong’s chest, sending him flying backward, spitting blood profusely, suffering a grave injury.

“Zilong War General actually couldn’t hold his ground!”

At that moment, the entire city’s heart was in their throats.