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The first to charge forward were the cultivators of the Bai clan, ten black spirit cranes, and ten foundation-building warriors from the Bai clan. Looking at Lu Xia tian before them, their eyes couldn't help but show a hint of excitement. They arrived in a hurry. Although they had heard snippets about how powerful the silver-haired cultivator was, time was short, and they had never seen him with their own eyes, so naturally, they couldn't understand his current level. However, Bai Hua, the leader, couldn't help but feel excited inside. The large force of the Wu clan, and another contingent from the Qing clan were already within sight. He took the lead, as long as he could hold back the silver-haired youth for a moment, no matter who ultimately killed the silver-haired youth or the Golden Core female cultivator, they would owe him a favor and share some of the benefits with him.

“The young men of the Bai clan, must not be greedy for merit and act rashly. It is enough to hold back this person for a moment.” Bai Hua, after all, was a foundation establishment late-stage cultivator who had lived for many years, still possessing a certain degree of caution. He loudly reminded the clan cultivators behind him. To avoid a few young and impetuous people from being greedy for merit and acting rashly, not only would they not get credit, but they might even lose their lives.

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"Arrogant!" Just as Bai Hua was restraining the clan members behind her, all the cultivators of the Bai Clan saw that silver-haired youth charging straight towards them without any hesitation. Even Bai Hua's heart flashed with such a thought, those clan members who were full of fighting spirit behind her needless to say.

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"Heaven and Earth Net!" Bai Hua shouted loudly.

The clansmen behind him roared in response. In pairs, they streamed out from the ranks, forming a massive black serpent that stretched from left to right. With another whoosh, it dispersed into a giant black net, held taut and spread by the cultivators of the Bai clan, bearing down on Lu Xiaoteng.

This massive black net was incredibly solid. Once caught, it took a great deal of effort to break free. If one were ensnared by several layers of these large nets, even a cultivator at the late stage of foundation building would be unable to escape. They might not even need help from the Wu clan, and could easily solve this person themselves. Seeing the silver-haired youth still charging straight towards them, without any intention of dodging, these people's hearts filled with joy.

Meanwhile, Bai Hua and another middle-aged man with slightly superior strength each held a black spear, riding on black cranes from the side to prevent the silver-haired youth from escaping through tricky angles or attacking weaker relatives, thus breaking their encirclement.

Just at this time, a sound like running water suddenly came from the sky. Bai Hua's divine sense was slightly different, but this difference had almost no effect. Bai Jie couldn't help but sneer, could there be any other tricks

...However, Baihua's sneer froze quickly as a flicker of his peripheral vision caught sight of the unusual expressions on his kin. Even the spirit eagle beneath them was losing control and plummeting downward uncontrollably. The black nets that had been pulled apart earlier also slipped from the hands of those behind due to the lack of continued force supporting them.

"What's going on" Bai Hua was shocked and immediately stepped forward to fight, hoping to block the silver-haired youth in front of them. She didn't expect to win, but she hoped to protect her tribe members and retreat safely from under the silver-haired youth's command. Bai Hua's spear danced in the air, transforming into countless spear shadows. The momentum was overwhelming as they surged towards Lu Xia Tian.

Lu Xiaoxiao's mouth twitched with a smirk, he waved his hand and shot out dozens of wind blades. With his current cultivation, it was easy for him to cast these wind blades and control their direction. As for the old man's spear shadow that swept over...

Lu Xia Tian directly slashed out with his sword, the blade radiance reappeared, and wherever the golden blade radiance passed, the spear shadows were crushed.

"Dao intent!" Bai Hua, being a discerning person, couldn't help but exclaim when he saw his black spear being effortlessly repelled. He spat out a mouthful of blood in a hurry. The long spear, after absorbing his essence blood, blazed with brilliance. It shot forward, not as an attack, but transformed into a massive blood shield. Holding the spear upright, he blocked it before the golden blade's light.

The blood shield shattered with a deafening boom, but fortunately the terrifying blade glow had also vanished. Before Baihua could even let out a sigh of relief, a golden pill suddenly enlarged. In the blink of an eye, it crossed over a hundred zhang distance and was right before her eyes.

Bai Hua hastily raised her spear to block, but a tremendous force surged from the golden core. Bai Hua's spear was surprisingly resilient, and despite the ferocity of the attack, it did not break. However, the sheer power almost overwhelmed her. The spear, struck by the blow, flew backwards and slammed into her own chest. Additionally, some sharp blade qi took advantage of the opportunity to surge forward.

Bai Hua was ultimately not a physical cultivator. His body's defenses were not high, especially in this state of being attacked. Some of the sword qi pierced his flesh. Bai Hua spat out blood and was wounded by the sword qi, blood gushing from the wounds. Under such serious injury, Bai Hua could no longer hold on. His eyes went black and he fainted. The black spirit crane beneath him carried Bai Hua at high speed.

Meanwhile, those Bai clan members whom Zhang Wei had been waiting for were each struck by simple wind blades that sliced through them or their spirit cranes. Lu Xia Tian, controlling the wind blades to attack several directions at once, could only control the general direction and couldn't precisely strike every Bai clan member and spirit crane's vital point. Moreover, Lu Xia Tian's intention was merely to break through the current obstruction as quickly as possible, not to pursue maximum damage.

Even so, wherever the wind blades passed, there was a scene of corpses and severed limbs. These cultivators who were not weak in strength ultimately suffered heavy losses at the hands of these low-level wind blade spells. However, they were completely unprepared at this time, their bodies naturally couldn't withstand the cutting of the wind blades. Fortunately, the spirit cranes under them had relatively good defenses. They only lost a few feathers on their bodies, and one of them was wearing a defensive spirit armor, which blocked the wind blades.

Of these people, two still died and four were seriously or lightly injured.

Whether it was the U clan who had been chasing them relentlessly, or the other fifteen members of the Qing clan, they were all speechless at the scene before them. The Bai clan, including ten foundation-building cultivators led by Bai Hua, a cultivator at the late stage of foundation building, didn't even have time to exchange blows before seven were killed and injured. There was no room for resistance whatsoever. Bai Hua, that late-stage foundation-building cultivator, was even cut unconscious by the silver-haired youth with two strikes. It seemed that the silver-haired youth was only in a hurry to break through, without time to care about the Bai clan. Otherwise, including Bai Hua and the other ten, none of them would have survived. The silver-haired youth would only need to spend a few more breaths' worth of effort.

Even Wu Bi, the cultivator of the Qing clan, had a thought in his heart: the Flying Cavalry tribe was so weak in the air. But at the same time, they also breathed a sigh of relief that there weren't many cultivators like those in the Moon Viewing Realm. Otherwise, the Flying Cavalry tribe's fierce reputation would be completely gone!he translation:As time passed, Lu Xia Tian's swordsmanship grew increasingly sophisticated. His lotus avatar, after accumulating initial strength and reaching the Nascent Soul realm, continued to prog...