Nine Evolutions of the True Spirit Chapter 84 – Join Forces

In the midst of the war between humans and monsters, three loud noises rumbled in the ears of every cultivator and captured their attention.

The giant images of three mystic instruments appeared above the water dome. They were a sword, a mirror, and a book.

The sword slashed down on the dome; the mirror released a giant beam of white light; the book flipped its pages and dozens of powerful spells were cast out. The mystic instruments attacked the water dome all at the same time.

Lu Ping immediately realized their situation and hurriedly led the others to retreat in the direction of Xuan Qi Island. The other cultivators in the southern waters also realized what was happening and quickly backed away from the battlefield.

When the attacks struck the water dome, flashes of bright light rippled out from the insides of the water dome. It was as if the Enlightened Masters inside and outside of the water dome had coordinated together to attack the protective shield.

The water dome trembled heavily under the attacks and moments later, it shattered. The seawater furiously cascaded down like a torrentious waterfall from the skies.

The aftershock from the Enlightened Masters’ attacks swept across the entire battlefield. Both human and monster cultivators caught unprepared were hit by the shock waves and slammed into the water.

Many of them never made it out to the surface, and only the strong ones survived, but even so, they were all severely wounded.

Lu Ping, and all those who were quick to react, had already fled the battlefield from the beginning. They were dumbfounded after seeing the outcome, and grateful that they had escaped in time.

Several deafening roars of anger soon filled the sky, followed by a loud and enraged outcry. It seemed like both sides had suffered losses and were infuriated.

All of a sudden, both human and monster cultivators stopped fighting. A strange atmosphere overtook the battlefield, and it felt like the calm before the storm.

Zhen Ling Sect’s disciples gathered together to one side. In the midst of the crowd, Lu Ping saw that almost one-third of their cultivators had fallen, and the remaining half were injured. He estimated that Xuan Ling Sect’s casualties would be almost the same as them. On the other hand, since the monster race’s invasion was an unexpected event, their casualties would most likely be lower.

Even when the Zhen Ling Sect had gathered together a few hundred Blood Condensation disciples, they were still overwhelmed by the auras of the Core Forging Enlightened Masters in the sky. The air was stuffy and it was uncomfortable to breathe.

Above Xuan Qi Island, the clouds darkened, the sky turned overcast, and the clear weather suddenly started snowing. A gush of cold wind swept across the battlefield and Lu Ping abruptly shivered from the drop in temperature. He glanced around and saw the same puzzled expression on the other cultivators.

The dark sky, the snow, and the cold; they formed a spectacle on the sea that was spreading east to

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