320: The illusion of being connected by blood

"This is bad, a large group of Human Race Cultivators is launching an ambush!"

"Quickly activate the Spirit Boat's defense Formation!"

Noises erupted from outside, followed immediately by the thunderous sound of explosions.

Ling Peng's heart tightened, and he hurriedly stood up and ran toward the Spirit Boat's deck.

During this month-long journey, the Tianxing Martial Pavilion's Spirit Boats had successively merged with the Spirit Boats of six other large and small forces from the Wenzhou Domain.

The fleet composed of seven Spirit Boats possessed a quite spectacular Aura high up in the sky.

However, they never expected that they would suffer a sudden ambush by Human Race Cultivators within the Star Soul Clan's territory.

As soon as Ling Peng stepped onto the deck, the scene before him shocked him beyond measure.

At this moment, all the Spirit Boats had activated their defense Formations and were resisting the power of the techniques.

Rumbles resounded as countless powerful techniques struck the Formations of the seven Spirit Boats.

Over a hundred ethereal figures shuttled through the clouds, taking the lead in frantically attacking the Spirit Boat they were on.

Behind these figures, there were also densely packed Human Race Cultivators riding flying Magical Artifacts, pouncing toward the Spirit Boat fleet like a tide.

At the head was a black-robed old man whose surrounding Qi fluctuations were extremely intense.

The black longsword in his hand flickered with an eerie light; it was clearly an extremely powerful Magic Treasure.

The black-robed old man was a man of few words and ruthless actions; he circulated his Cultivation Technique.

With a violent swing of the longsword in his hand, a streak of black Sword Qi slashed fiercely toward the nearest Spirit Boat.

Wherever the Sword Qi passed, space itself twisted and deformed.

"This is... this is a Human Race Core Condensation Realm Cultivator!"

Judging by his Aura, he was at least a Core Condensation Realm Late Stage existence.

The Sword Qi came with a menacing momentum, but at the critical moment just before it was about to strike the Spirit Boat, it was blocked.

Fluctuations exploded, causing an incredibly intense shockwave.

The birds in the sky and the mountains on the ground all suffered because of it.

Shen Li and the other Star Core Elders, as well as the Star Core Realm experts from the other merged forces, appeared one after another.

In the next moment, many streaks of light flew to the side of the black-robed Human Race old man, revealing over twenty Human Race Core Condensation Realm Cultivators whose Auras were no weaker than his.

The Star Core Realm and Core Condensation Realm experts from both sides reached a tacit understanding and each flew to a distance to engage in a fierce battle.

Those of the same Realm could fight at will, but those of different Realms were not allowed to kill indiscriminately; this was a long-standing unwritten rule between the two races.

Otherwise, if high-Realm experts specifically targeted low-Realm Cultivators, what chance of survival would the younger generation of both sides have?

Star Core Realm and Core Condensation Realm experts had their own exclusive battlefield.

Cultivators of the Starlight Realm and those below the Base Condensation Realm also had their respective combat areas.

However, a few Star Core Realm and Core Condensation Realm experts still remained in the battlefield of low-Realm Cultivators, though they could not easily take action; they stayed behind solely to keep an eye on the other side's experts.

"Wretched Disciple! Don't you dare die!"

Before leaving, Shen Li specifically sent a voice transmission to remind him.

After all, she had spent so many star stones on this wretched Disciple and had yet to receive any return.

"Wuwuwu, Revered Master is so concerned about this Disciple."

"This Disciple is truly too moved; I shall dedicate my body to you in return~"

"Then you'd better just go ahead and die."

Before long, the battle in the distant battlefield broke out with a bang; for a moment, the heavens and earth cracked, and the lights of various Magical Artifacts flew about in a chaotic mess.

Since the experts had already started fighting, the battle between the low-Realm Cultivators naturally broke out instantly as well.

But Ling Peng did not panic; at this time, the seven Spirit Boats gradually drew closer to each other amidst the chaos, forming a tight defensive Formation.

Although the initial attack had almost collapsed the defensive Formations of the seven Spirit Boats, the Formations between the Spirit Boats combined, and many Star Soul Clan Cultivators proficient in Formations added their full support.

In this way, theoretically, they could barely hold on for a while.

As long as they could persist for this period, the experts from other places would be able to arrive in time to support them.

"Everyone, hear my command! Maintain the Formation, do not panic!"

A Star Soul Clan Disciple stood up voluntarily to organize and command, intending to use the powerful might of the Formation to block the Human Race Cultivators' attack.

Upon hearing this, the Disciples quickly adjusted their states and sacrificed their respective Magical Artifacts, standing ready for the upcoming fierce battle.

Seeing this situation, the Human Race Cultivators not only showed no sign of retreating but instead became even more aggressive.

Suddenly, a powerful figure charged in like a bolt of lightning.

"all sentient beings blades, All Living Beings Slash!"

In an instant, the ten strange long blades suspended behind that figure shattered.

Immediately after, they suddenly recombined, transforming into a massive black giant weapon that hacked down heavily with the force of a thousand tons.

Wherever the blade light passed, it seemed as if the Void Realm was being torn open with a long gash, emitting a piercing whistle.

With a loud "boom," the blade light collided violently with the Formation of the seven Spirit Boats, erupting into an extremely dazzling light.

The powerful impact caused all seven Spirit Boats to shake violently, as if they would fall apart at any moment.

"Crack... crack... crack."

The sounds of shattering rang out one after another, and the combined Formation of the Spirit Boats was directly crushed by this single strike.

Looking at that figure, the Human Race Cultivators could not help but cheer and jump for joy.

"He's here! This is the once-in-ten-thousand-years genius of my Tianxuan Sect!"

"It's Senior Brother Nangong Wentian! He has actually personally come to the front line!"

The group of Human Race Cultivators from the Tianxuan Sect was particularly excited because the person before them was a super figure who had newly risen within their Sect in recent years.

For the first thirty years, he was an obscure Utility Disciple sweeping the floors of the Tianxuan Sect.

But no one expected that in just five years, he would rise from being an ordinary utility worker, struggling all the way to his current position.

During these five years, he picked up growth-type Magical Artifacts, traveled everywhere for experience, bravely overcame difficult obstacles, explored Secret Realms, challenged other Human Race Prodigies, and killed countless evil Cultivators, his fame shaking the Human Race's Tianxuan Province Domain.

He had conquered the entire Tianxuan Sect with almost absolute martial force, raising his status all the way until he had become a rising star of the Tianxuan Sect.

Seeing him take action personally at this moment, how could they not be filled with boiling blood?

"Kill! Kill all these Star Soul Clan members!"

Without the obstruction of the Spirit Boat Formation, the group of Human Race Cultivators launched an even more violent attack, landing on the many Spirit Boats like a tide.

The Disciples of the Tianxing Martial Pavilion were also fearless and joined the battle one after another.

Although Ling Peng felt a bit of fear in his heart, he did not dare to retreat at all at this time.

He took a deep breath, drew his Magical Artifact longsword, and attacked the charging Human Race Cultivators.

However, the number of Human Race Cultivators was simply too many, and wave after wave of attacks surged continuously like a raging tide.

The Star Soul Clan Cultivators on the other Spirit Boats were also doing their best to resist under the command of their respective leaders, but the situation remained precarious.

Countless Cultivators fought together, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and fragments of Magical Artifacts kept falling.

The battlefield was extremely cruel; every moment, living Cultivators were dying.

With the battle reaching such a state, how could Ling Peng continue to respond passively? To save his own life, he had to launch limited counterattacks on the battlefield.

But he also knew he couldn't appear too special; otherwise, once he attracted the attention of powerful Human Race Cultivators, it would be extremely dangerous.

Ling Peng wanted to keep a low profile, but unfortunately, there were always Human Race Cultivators who wanted to come and slash him.

He had no choice but to launch a counterattack.

But at a certain moment, he locked eyes with that Human Race Cultivator, "Nangong Wentian."

With just this one look, the two of them actually simultaneously felt an illusory sense of being connected by Bloodline...