"Senior Zhang is laughing at me. This junior's cultivation has been progressing slowly at this age. It is basically impossible to improve any further. I usually pay more attention to news in this area."
Senior Brother Yang revealed a wry smile and shook his head with a sigh.
"Why be discouraged, Senior Brother? You are already at the late stage of Core Formation. With some diligent cultivation, there is still a great chance to touch the opportunity to condense a Nascent Soul," Tang Qingqing next to him said with a giggle.
"Haha, Junior Sister Tang is indeed resilient. Then I will take your kind words, Junior Sister." Hearing this, Senior Brother Yang laughed heartily, swept away the dejection on his face, and began talking about recent events in the cultivation world again.
Tang Qingqing and Elder Zhou also occasionally chimed in, talking about some information they knew about Nascent Soul old monsters.
Although the accuracy of this information is not necessarily high, and much of it is hearsay, it gave Zhang Ling a certain understanding of many Nascent Soul cultivators.
He had been in closed-door cultivation for many years, and his trip to Cangyun Pavilion was also rushed. He didn't know much about what had happened in the cultivation world recently. These three were quite talkative, and he learned a lot of news from them.
Of course, the three of them also sometimes asked about cultivation difficulties. Zhang Ling also answered casually, talking about his insights on cultivation. This was naturally of great help to them.
After flying for another half cup of tea's time, Zhang Ling's expression changed slightly, and he sensed powerful spiritual energy fluctuations ahead again, as if there were other cultivators or demons fighting.
He glanced at the token in his hand. The location of Cangyun Pavilion was more than forty miles ahead. It was already very close to this demon clan merchant alliance. There shouldn't be any unprovoked fights at such a close distance.
He released his divine sense to take a look, and there were indeed cultivators fighting. Judging from the spiritual energy fluctuations, it was actually a fight between Nascent Soul old monsters.
Various spiritual lights flickered in the sky, and purple electric light flashed in a large cloud of mist, shooting out hundreds of huge thunderballs, constantly attacking a hundred-zhang-sized crimson blood cloud.
The opposing blood cloud was not to be outdone, with large amounts of blood mist surging, and blood-colored bats flying out.
At the same time, a black banner tens of feet high moved against the wind, covering half the sky. A terrifying scene appeared on the banner, with various Yin spirits and vengeful ghosts, holding swords, spears, and halberds, numbering as many as thousands, constantly charging towards the purple thundercloud like Yin soldiers passing through.
Rumbling thunder sounded continuously, and countless purple thunderballs instantly killed hundreds of Yin spirits. Lightning attribute attacks are extremely effective against Yin ghosts, giving a great advantage in battles against heretical and ghostly cultivators.
But at this moment, the thundercloud did not have the upper hand. The sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling resounded through the heavens, and countless Yin spirits, ghost creatures, and blood-colored bats surrounded the purple cloud in circles, gaining a slight advantage instead.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Ling couldn't help but feel a little curious. He carefully released his divine sense to scan the area, and immediately discovered that the ghost banner within the blood cloud was extremely extraordinary.
The battlefield there was extremely intense. The entire banner was Xuan black in color, releasing a large amount of Yin ghost energy. A large area of the sky turned into Yin wind. The cries of ghosts and wolves were loud, and a large number of Yin spirit ghost creatures flew out.
These Yin spirits seemed to possess an immortal body. After being struck by lightning, they turned into wisps of faint green light and re-entered the ghost banner.
The Yin wind swayed, the Yin evil energy soared into the sky, the long sail danced, and a large number of Yin spirits condensed again, showing no signs of weakening.
"Ah, this seems to be the Seven Fiends Nether Banner of the Spirit Ghost Sect. The one in the purple cloud seems to be the Thunderstorm True Monarch." As they approached, Senior Brother Yang and the other two also noticed the situation there, and their expressions changed drastically.
Zhang Ling narrowed his eyes and saw clearly that within the thundercloud, there was a short-haired man nine feet tall. This person was shrouded in a layer of purple lightning, with nine purple-black orbs floating in front of him, releasing explosive lightning spiritual light. His spiritual pressure had indeed reached the mid-Nascent Soul stage.
At this moment, the two black-robed cultivators standing under the huge ghost banner in the blood cloud fighting him could not be seen clearly, but they seemed to be one male and one female. The aura of these two was also extraordinary, both reaching the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage.
Two early Nascent Soul cultivators were able to fight a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator to a standstill, and even have a slight advantage. Moreover, it was in a situation where their spiritual power was mutually restrained, so it could be seen that they were not ordinary people either.
Hiss, Seven Fiends Nether Banner!
Zhang Ling murmured. He naturally saw at a glance that the two black-robed cultivators were able to gain the upper hand by jointly controlling the ghost banner.
And ghost path magic treasures that could resist the power of lightning were extremely rare. However, the Seven Fiends Nether Banner, the treasure of the Spirit Ghost Sect among the top ten sects, was indeed quite famous.
It is said that the Seven Fiends Nether Banner has a total of seven ghost fiend banners. When used together, they can create a Seven Fiends Ghost Domain. Once trapped within, it is said that even late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators can be easily killed. This is a well-known ghost path secret treasure, made from the extreme Yin evil energy between heaven and earth and the essence of a large number of living beings. When used to its full power, it is comparable to a spiritual treasure.
It seems that the two black-robed men are the enforcement elders of the Spirit Ghost Sect.
The Seven Fiends Nether Banner is the treasure of the Spirit Ghost Sect. Ordinary Nascent Soul elders are not qualified to control it. Only elders who cultivate the Spirit Ghost Sect's inherited secret techniques are qualified to control such treasures.
These three Nascent Soul old monsters have come here, obviously also to participate in the Cangyun Pavilion's trade fair. I wonder why they are fighting here.
Zhang Ling did not get too close to the battle group, but stayed more than twenty miles away to avoid being affected. As his divine sense spread to more than ten miles behind the battle group, he saw a strange colored cloud of mist.
Although this cloud of mist was very close to the battle area of the Nascent Soul old monsters, it was not affected at all. The fight between the three also deliberately avoided that area.
The area covered by the colored cloud of mist was also extremely large, with no end in sight at a glance, at least a hundred miles in area. Among the swirling clouds and mist, streams of smoke and haze slowly flowed, gathering and not dispersing.
"Um, Zhang... Senior Zhang, that is Cangyun Pavilion over there. Let's enter quickly." While he was observing the colored cloud of mist, Senior Brother Yang's voice suddenly entered his ears.
He saw that the faces of Senior Brother Yang and the other two were a little pale, and spiritual energy shields appeared on their bodies. They carefully observed the battle group, obviously extremely worried about being affected.
"Go?"
Zhang Ling couldn't help but smile, and led them around the battle group more than ten miles away, entering the colored mist.
From beginning to end, the three fighting Nascent Soul cultivators ignored them, as if they didn't care at all. With the power of the divine sense of the Nascent Soul cultivators, they had naturally discovered the few people long ago, but they were busy fighting and didn't pay much attention.
When they approached their battle just now, Zhang Ling sensed three divine sense powers locking onto him, so he stopped more than twenty miles away and didn't get too close.
