154: The cards are in place

Boom, boom, boom…

In the Void Realm.

The Spirit Beast Sect's warship rapidly approached, its massive size cutting through the sky, displacing countless Qi waves, directly emitting a tremendous roar that was extremely shocking.

In front of the warship, a Mud Dragon, entirely yellowish and shaped like a Dragon, coiled and meandered in the air, continuously emitting dark yellow Qi, leaving behind dimness and turbidity wherever it passed.

Standing on the Mud Dragon's head was a gaunt old man, eight feet tall, dressed in a black Dao robe; he merely glanced in this direction, and Qin Feng, Tie Zhu, and the many Nascent Soul stage cultivators all looked solemn.

Just that one glance, everyone felt an unprecedented pressure!

White Little Fly stood beside Qin Feng with a dark expression, explaining, "That's Mud Dragon Celestial Venerable; he has a Late Stage Nascent Soul Stage cultivation. It's said his Spirit Beast is a Fourth-tier Spirit Beast, its strength comparable to a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator."

"…"

Qin Feng frowned and glanced at White Little Fly, while Tie Zhu also awkwardly rubbed his eyes and grinned, explaining,

"We've all witnessed this Mud Dragon's strength. When I told you before, I forgot to mention this beast."

"Why didn't you say so earlier!"

Qin Feng glared at the two with a dark expression, then looked towards an empty mountain Peak in the distance.

Li Qingqing's figure was already gone, clearly hidden in the dark, preparing to find an opportunity to act.

At this moment, Qin Feng could only secretly pray in his heart that she could take down one first.

If it came to a direct fight,

She probably wouldn't be able to defeat Mud Dragon and Immortal Master…

Qin Feng led the core members of the Netherworld Soul Hall to stay within the Four elephantMystic Tortoise Grand Formation, quietly watching the Spirit Beast Sect's people draw closer.

The Spirit Beast Sect's people also remained silent, simply watching the Netherworld Soul Hall's direction.

With the Heaven Rank Mystic Trace Formation present, they couldn't see the situation inside the Netherworld Soul Hall, but at this moment, the Core Formation Stage powerhouses of the Spirit Beast Sect were all exceptionally excited.

As the warship reached the shield, everyone from the Spirit Beast Sect focused their gaze on Mud Dragon Celestial Venerable.

Seeing this, Qin Feng and Tie Zhu simultaneously frowned.

Because previously, they had all attacked together, exerting their full strength to assault the Formation. Why was the tactic different this time?

Tie Zhu looked depressed and transmitted a message to Qin Feng:

"Feng Ge, if we can't win later, let's escape. As long as there's life, there's hope."

Qin Feng also transmitted back, "Don't worry, we'll definitely win!"

At this moment.

Under the gaze of both sides' camps, Mud Dragon Celestial Venerable slowly opened his eyes and looked at the Netherworld Soul Hall's mountain-protecting Formation.

A half-smile appeared on his face, then he abruptly waved his hand, sending out a ball of black light that drifted towards the Formation.

As the light flew rapidly, its shape gradually changed and solidified, finally transforming into a sharp drill bit with spiral patterns.

"Holy crap!"

The moment he saw this Magical Artifact, Tie Zhu immediately stomped his foot in anger.

"What's wrong?"

Qin Feng curiously looked at Tie Zhu, while White Little Fly, Tianshan Ghost Merchant, and others also frowned and looked over.

"This is Ghost King Sect Ghost Immortal Master's Profound Rank top-tier Magical Artifact, the Drill Mountain Cone, specifically used to break Formations!"

"But… our Formation seems to be Heaven Rank," White Little Fly quietly added.

"I almost forgot."

Tie Zhu grinned, then gripped his purple bone claw, staring nervously at the outside of the Formation.

The black Drill Mountain Cone instantly grew to dozens of feet, and upon hitting the Formation, it began to spin continuously. The attacked area of the Formation immediately showed cracks.

But it was only for an instant; other blue lights quickly mended the cracks, making it as stable as a mountain.

White Little Fly, Tie Zhu, and others showed expressions of relief, but Qin Feng felt a little worried.

The reason the Netherworld Soul Hall's Formation was impregnable now was due to the Spirit Stone support.

Once the Spirit Stones were exhausted, they would only be able to manually inject spiritual power. If this Drill Mountain Cone kept attacking, the Four elephantMystic Tortoise Grand Formation, whose power hadn't reached its Peak, would eventually be broken.

Buzz!

Just then, a violent buzzing sound suddenly came from the left side of the Spirit Beast Sect's warship.

"Li Qingqing!"

Mud Dragon Celestial Venerable's expression changed drastically, and he immediately turned his head to look in the opposite direction.

"I'm here!"

A cold voice sounded to his left, followed by a rusty iron sword appearing out of nowhere, stabbing directly towards Mud Dragon Immortal Master's back of the head.

"Damn it!"

Mud Dragon Immortal Master's hair stood on end, and he immediately ducked to dodge, but the iron sword still pierced his scalp.

Blood mist instantly sprayed in the Void Realm, mixed with countless scattered white hairs, looking startling.

Qin Feng stared intently at the scene outside. Besides wanting to take down Mud Dragon Celestial Venerable, he also wanted to know Li Qingqing's method of attack.

Boom!

After dodging a calamity, Mud Dragon Celestial Venerable struck back with a palm towards the direction where the iron sword had just appeared, and a violent explosion immediately echoed in the Void Realm.

At the same time.

The Mud Dragon's massive Dragon tail instantly swept over, attacking the nearby Void Realm, also producing a violent explosion like thunder.

The Void Realm was silent, with no unusual phenomena, indicating that Li Qingqing was no longer there.

"Li Qingqing! You are from Yanyu Tower, why do you interfere in matters between Sects!"

Mud Dragon Celestial Venerable, disheveled, covered his bleeding back of the head while cursing loudly at his surroundings. Only the screams from the warship responded to her.

Countless Spirit Beast Sect Disciples frantically clutched their necks, but blood continuously flowed from between their fingers.

They were as if favored by death spirits; a gash appeared on their necks without any warning.

Mud Dragon Celestial Venerable's face turned dark, his eyes filled with insane killing intent as he flew towards the warship.

At this moment.

Among the Spirit Beast Sect's Core Formation Stage powerhouse camp, a Core Formation Stage powerhouse suddenly looked at his abdomen with a horrified expression.

His clothes had been neatly cut open, revealing his skin, internal organs, and his Golden Core, which had been severed horizontally…

"Everyone, retreat quickly!"

Seeing this, the Spirit Beast Sect's people immediately panicked, fleeing in all directions, completely routed.

Mud Dragon Celestial Venerable's eyes turned crimson with rage at this sight. He immediately formed hand seals, casting a Spell together with the Mud Dragon.

Soon, countless yellow fumes enveloped the battlefield. Although nothing unusual could be seen within the yellow fumes, he revealed a sinister smile and said to a certain spot in the Void Realm:

"Although your Six Jia Concealment Spell is powerful, you are ultimately no match for this Celestial Venerable!"

After speaking, he quickly flew towards a certain direction within the smoke, continuously brandishing two Flying Swords in that direction.

A transparent figure emerged in the seemingly normal Void Realm.

Seeing her position exposed, Li Qingqing no longer held back, immediately brandishing the iron sword in her hand and engaging Mud Dragon Celestial Venerable in battle.

As the two clashed, sword lights and shadows flew everywhere, and no one could get close.

Roar!

The Mud Dragon let out an angry roar. With a gentle flick of its tail, a faint yellow spiritual power immediately flowed into the Drill Mountain Cone, continuously depleting the energy of the Netherworld Soul Hall's mountain-protecting Formation.

"What should we do?"

Tie Zhu looked at Qin Feng with an anxious expression.

Although Mud Dragon Celestial Venerable was tied up, that Mud Dragon was also difficult to deal with.

"Wait a bit, our helper is here."

Qin Feng, who had been somewhat anxious, was now completely calm.

Because he felt Bai Ao's aura rapidly approaching from the direction of Wo Niu Mountain.

Mud Dragon versus True Dragon, who is stronger will be known after a test!