BTTH: DISCIPLE CASHBACK SYSTEM Chapter 600: Fierce Battle!

“The Vice President actually possesses such unwavering resolve!”

At this precise moment, catching wind of Xiao Jin’s youthful voice brimming with potent confidence, the two Mercenary Guild elders, both Dou Ancestors, found their spirits soaring, their morale igniting.

High in the boundless sky, Yan Luotian observed the arrival of all allied reinforcements. With a slight unfurling of the magnificent golden goose wings adorning his back, he turned his gaze towards the Mercenary Guild contingent, a smile gracing his lips. “The Mercenary Guild’s ambition to reign supreme must be thoroughly chastised. Today, our three empires stand united—we shall drive your guild back by ten thousand li!”

“Heh. The Mercenary Guild has never contended with others for dominance. Since its inception, wherever it has established its presence, it has invariably provided countless grassroots cultivators with a more equitable environment, thereby significantly bolstering the overall strength of each respective region. Yet, in your eyes, we are no better than common bandits? Truly a laughable accusation!”

Upon hearing Yan Luotian’s pronouncements, Xiao Jin emitted a cold, childish laugh, laced with a profound sense of disdain.

“You speak the truth—the Mercenary Guild is merely banditry cloaked in a deceptive guise!” Yan Luotian retorted forcefully. His hand tightened subtly, a brilliant golden light flaring within his palm and coalescing into a peculiar golden longsword. The sword’s surface was intricately adorned with sharp barbs reminiscent of goose feathers, imbuing it with an appearance of utter lethality.

“Sect Master Yan, this Mercenary Guild is known for its sheer ruthlessness and viciousness. There is absolutely no need for protracted discourse with them. Let us demonstrate our true might!”

One elder hailing from Mulan Valley, his robe conspicuously bearing the emblem of a formidable black bear, let loose a sharp, bloodthirsty laugh, narrow crimson glints igniting within his eyes.

As previously asserted, engaging in debates about righteousness or fallacy was ultimately futile. The Mercenary Guild, while indeed offering boons to local commoners by creating opportunities—did concurrently disrupt the established dominance of the region’s major powers. Within such a context, conflict was an unavoidable consequence. Ultimately, only the victor would have the definitive say.

“Everyone, commence the assault!” Yan Luotian commanded with frigid intent.

“Understood!”

Responding to the order, the three green-robed elders of the Mulan Valley offered solemn nods before each executed a sudden backward step. Their repositioning instantaneously solidified into a subtle yet immensely potent formation, designed for both offensive and defensive capabilities.

With the formation firmly established, three surging torrents of Dou Qi—one green, one red, and one blue—erupted forth from their bodies.

Rather than scattering aimlessly, the Dou Qi meticulously adhered to the intricate lines of the formation, intertwining seamlessly and manifesting a perfect circulatory cycle, thereby unifying the trio’s essence, spirit, and energy.

As this remarkable circulation reached its apex, their respective robes erupted with a resounding, beastly roar, saturated with an untamed, primal ferocity. Their garments billowed violently, and the imprinted patterns of lions, tigers, and bears transmuted into streams of blood-red energy, which rapidly surged outwards, encasing their bodies entirely.

Concurrently with the emergence of this potent blood energy, the individual auras of the three elders were extinguished, supplanted by a terrifying, cohesive force that was in no way inferior to Yan Luotian’s own formidable presence!

“Heh… The Mulan Valley’s technique truly upholds its esteemed reputation as a mid-tier Earth-rank cultivation method, a legacy passed down from antiquity. This fusion effect is nothing short of astounding!”

Sensing the overwhelmingly primal aura manifesting beside him, Yan Luotian erupted into laughter. However, concealed within that laughter, a fleeting yet discernible glint of profound avarice flickered in his eyes.

“Mere superficial theatrics! It pales in comparison to the sheer brilliance of the Golden Goose Sect’s unparalleled movement technique!”

The crimson energy pulsed, enshrouding the three green-robed elders with a tight embrace. Around their heads, this energy coalesced, fashioning itself into fearsome bestial visages—the scarlet heads of a lion, a tiger, and a bear. From a distance, the three elders bore an uncanny resemblance to mythical beastmen.

The prior utterance had originated from the elder with the tiger’s head, his voice now echoing with the faint resonance of a true tiger’s roar—a sound both deep and profoundly soul-stirring.

Perhaps influenced by the nature of his cultivation technique, the elder’s voice carried subtle undertones of a tiger’s growl—low, resonant, and capable of shaking one to their very core.

Witnessing the maneuverings of Yan Luotian’s faction in the celestial expanse, the two Dou Ancestor elders flanking Xiao Jin also began to marshal their readiness for the impending conflict.

Among them, the elder situated at the mid-stage of Three-Star Dou Ancestor formation stepped deliberately towards the Mulan Three Elders. Concurrently, the other elder, who had reached the peak of the Two-Star Dou Ancestor realm, fixed his unyielding gaze upon Yan Luotian.

Their strategic intentions were straightforward: the most formidable adversary, Granny Xuanhua, would naturally be reserved for Xiao Jin’s direct confrontation. Their primary objective was to engage and impede Yan Luotian and the Mulan Three Elders, thereby ensuring these two formidable forces could not intercede in Xiao Jin’s pivotal duel.

Very swiftly, a palpable wave of immense energy radiated from the elder possessing the peak Two-Star Dou Ancestor cultivation. He had elected to confront Yan Luotian, whose power level was only marginally superior. The disparity in strength was not overwhelmingly vast—his sole objective was to effectively delay Yan Luotian.

Observing the Mercenary Guild elder launching his charge, Yan Luotian’s eyes constricted subtly. In the subsequent moment, he raised his formidable sword and advanced to meet the challenge head-on.

The elders from Mulan Valley erupted almost simultaneously, their unleashed Dou Qi in that very instant causing the heavens to tremble and striking terror into innumerable hearts below. Their obvious target was the Three-Star Dou Ancestor who had arrived with Xiao Jin.

Yan Luotian advanced with astonishing velocity. In a mere flash, he was upon the elder, striking out with his Goose Feather Sword. The blade lunged forward like a venomous serpent, its fearsome sword qi causing the surrounding space to warp and ripple violently.

Confronted by such a piercing assault, the peak Two-Star Dou Ancestor elder dared not hold back. He channeled his utmost strength into a colossal energy palm, unleashing it directly against the incoming sword qi.

Although the palm strike was ultimately overcome and fractured by the sword qi, it succeeded in altering the blast's trajectory, diverting its path towards another section of the sky.

Witnessing this, Yan Luotian gave a mighty beat of his broad goose wings. A multitude of razor-sharp feather blades were unleashed, hurtling forward like lethal arrows, aimed directly at the elder.

In a swift moment, fresh crimson wounds bloomed across the elder's body.

Yan Luotian's speed was truly beyond compare. In just a single exchange, the stark disparity in their strength became glaringly apparent.

“Such terrifying movement speed!”

As he felt the stinging wounds erupt on his person, the elder’s countenance grew grim. The very next second, he plunged his hand into his storage ring, retrieving a pair of immense war hammers. He began to twirl them in an unusual, rhythmic pattern—under his skillful command, the heavy hammers generated countless overlapping afterimages. Within mere seconds, these spectral images had completely shrouded his form.

The sword feathers descended like a storm, impacting the intricate lattice of hammer shadows. Under the immense pressure of the clashing forces, the projections of the sword gradually began to fade.

The Mercenary Guild elder's assessment had been accurate. Such exceptional speed from Yan Luotian came at the cost of some inherent power in his attacks. Within this heavily fortified defensive posture, the elder could, with great difficulty, maintain his standing.

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