172: You all have grandfathers?

As the aerial suppression was lifted, all the Foundation Establishment Cultivators present soared into the sky, heading towards the Scripture Pavilion.

Because they had previously searched for Xiao Buyu to break the formation, many players knew that the Scripture Pavilion was in this location, and the number of Foundation Establishment Cultivators gathered grew larger and larger.

The moment Wang Long took flight, more than twenty Foundation Establishment Cultivators took off simultaneously.

At the same time, several Flying Swords whistled out, striking at key figures like Wang Long and Midnight Gao Sou.

It must be said that while there were many tools for combat in the Cultivation World, players particularly favored Flying Swords, to the extent that sword-wielding Foundation Establishment players accounted for the vast majority, with sword light constantly flashing during battles.

"Hmph!"

Wang Long snorted coldly, flicked the long spear in his hand, and with a series of clangs, deflected three incoming Flying Swords. Then, with a sudden burst of strength, he actually stepped on a Flying Sword, using its momentum to ascend, gaining a leading position.

Midnight Gao Sou also released his Immortal Foundation at this time, with wisps of blood mist swirling around him, and ghastly blood-colored large hands emerged, fiercely striking at the surrounding Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

A formidable battle instantly erupted in front of the Scripture Pavilion.

In the distance, a beautiful woman stood beside a pavilion, her hair tied in a high ponytail. She was quite attractive and possessed a heroic Aura.

That was Wang Huohuo, who had transmigrated into Murong Shusu.

She had originally been treasure hunting in the outer regions, but upon learning of the Scripture Pavilion's appearance, she couldn't hold back and headed straight for it.

However, when she arrived, she realized that there were simply too many Foundation Establishment Cultivators, making it almost impossible to approach the Scripture Pavilion.

After all, she was not skilled in combat.

'Should I just leave like this?'

Wang Huohuo frowned deeply, truly unwilling to give up the competition for the Scripture Pavilion.

There was a Nascent Soul Inheritance inside!

Just as she was hesitating, the chaotic battle in front of the Scripture Pavilion finally reached its climax.

Wang Long, holding his long spear, saw his Aura surge. He seemed to have used some secret technique, with red Qi flames swirling around him. He was like a berserker; each swing of his long spear directly knocked a Foundation Establishment Cultivator out of mid-air.

Midnight Gao Sou also grew anxious. He held an unknown Medicinal Pill in his mouth, seemingly to enhance his spiritual power. His Immortal Foundation was fully unleashed, and blood-colored large hands intertwined, spreading in all directions, forming an impenetrable defense.

He and Wang Long had a certain understanding; they joined forces to repel the enemy and did not compete with each other.

However, even with the two of them working together, the number of surrounding Foundation Establishment Cultivators was simply too great.

"Midnight Gao Sou, don't think that your Great Love Sect can do whatever it wants!"

A black-armored Foundation Establishment Cultivator soared into the sky, wielding a large saber, and directly unleashed Saber Qi, shattering the blood-colored hands one by one.

Midnight Gao Sou was greatly alarmed; this was the saber Cultivator player who had almost killed him before.

He retreated in a panic, struggling to maneuver, but soon encountered more Foundation Establishment Cultivators joining forces, forcing him to the ground.

Old Potato and others nearby wanted to provide support, but they were also intercepted and found it difficult to break free.

"Haha, the combat power of evil Cultivators is indeed trash."

"Today, we will eliminate harm for the people and kill Midnight Gao Sou!"

"Gao Sou, don't play as an evil Cultivator in your next account."

A group of Foundation Establishment Cultivators approached menacingly, forming hand seals, preparing to deliver the final blow to Midnight Gao Sou.

Midnight Gao Sou struggled to get up, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. His internal organs trembled; the previous chaotic battle had caused him no small injury.

He scanned his surroundings and then suddenly snorted coldly:

"You forced me to do this. I'm not hiding anymore."

As his words fell, Midnight Gao Sou's Aura suddenly surged. He was as if revitalized, soaring into the sky in an instant. Then, his Immortal Foundation erupted, and blood-colored large hands fiercely struck at the black-armored saber Cultivator, sending him flying.

"What's going on?"

"Holy crap, is Gao Sou on drugs?"

"Damn it, he's possessed!"

Suddenly, a player shouted, staring intently at Midnight Gao Sou: "He really has a soul body!"

"soul body? What does that mean?"

"What do you mean by possessed?"

Some players were still confused.

But three Immortal Foundation Cultivators on the scene simultaneously erupted with their Aura. A terrifying Aura spread out, suppressing all the surrounding players, rendering them unable to move.

This was an absolute disparity in strength.

Wang Long, gripping his long spear, also sensed the anomaly. His Aura also erupted, and he seemed to have broken through Foundation Establishment.

At this moment, the entire scene fell silent.

Midnight Gao Sou, suspended in mid-air, was also stunned.

He had originally thought that as long as Star Fiend possessed him, he could sweep everything aside and suppress all players.

But not long ago, he had been pushed back by Wang Long, and to his surprise, he discovered that others also had Soul Bodies.

He could understand and barely accept one Wang Long, and he had no intention of provoking him.

But now... what did these three other players who suddenly appeared mean?

"What's going on?"

Midnight Gao Sou asked blankly in his mind.

Star Fiend also remained silent for a moment, seemingly unable to accept it either.

Then he slowly said, "They must all be Cultivators of my Kongming Lineage. The Grotto-heaven fell, the golden body statues shattered, and all the Soul Bodies escaped. Heh heh, back then, I thought only our branch was researching golden body statues. I never thought they..."

Star Fiend sneered a little but said no more.

Midnight Gao Sou also fell silent for a moment. Just as he was about to speak and reconcile, he noticed several streams of light appearing in the distance, and several figures rapidly arrived at the Scripture Pavilion.

The terrifying pressure emanating from them was unbearable for ordinary people.

Players like Old Potato, who did not have a soul body grandpa, were now prostrate on the ground, unable to lift their heads.

"..."

Midnight Gao Sou was completely silent.

Undoubtedly, the nine newly arrived players also had Soul Bodies within them.

Counting him and Wang Long, and the three from before.

A total of fourteen players with grandpas had gathered here.

"Damn it, I thought this was my exclusive Golden Finger."

"F*ck, so you all have them? I thought this grandpa was a rare thing."

"So it turns out to be a common Opportunity. I've been hiding it for so long."

All those who gathered were Immortal Foundations, probably having hidden for a long time before, and their suppressed complaints instantly erupted.

Midnight Gao Sou coughed, finally speaking:

"Since everyone has unique skills, how about this: we open the Scripture Pavilion together and each take what we need? How about it?"

Wang Long nodded. He didn't want to cause trouble; he was only here for Ye Chun.

But at this moment, an Immortal Foundation player suddenly spoke up:

"No, this Mingshui Heaven was originally the Grotto-heaven where my Revered Master's branch resided. The Legacy within is my Revered Master's Legacy, and the Scripture Pavilion should rightfully be handled by my Revered Master."

As these words were spoken, the scene once again fell into dead silence.

Suddenly, one of the players did not open his mouth, but an old voice came through:

"Lanshui? Is that you? You, a traitor who abandoned your Sect, how dare you say such words? Do you really think that no one in my Kongming Lineage can deal with you now?"