said, "I only know how to use these four spirit patterns. I have no knowledge of the others.""Yún Fūr was surprised and chuckled, “It seems the inheritance you received isn’t complete. This is common...It is not surprising that the amber's roar possesses such power. It can transform demonic spirits, and demonic spirits are formed based on souls. Therefore, it innately possesses some means against souls that are difficult for ordinary people to understand.

This might be its instinct, or perhaps it is a gift.

At this moment, as the howling wind swept through the air, the cultivators of Zhao Ri Shan were stunned. Their attacks lost much of their power, and one after another, their protective artifacts flew out of control from their grasps.

Yi Yi effortlessly floated out of the amber. As she raised her hands, a massive energy disc suddenly appeared above her head. The disc was covered in intricate, flowing patterns, looking incredibly mystical.

The next moment, within the disc, golden arc slashes appeared one after another, descending like a storm of wind and rain.

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Outside the protective barrier, both Gu Canyang and Zhou Pei were dumbfounded as they watched the scene. They could feel the fluctuations of spiritual energy emanating from Yiyi's body, and when they looked at the enormous circular disk, they couldn't figure out how Yiyi, with her current power, managed to cast such a large-scale spell.

Such sorcery can only be performed by cultivators who have advanced to the Heavenly Level. Only they possess such refined control over their spiritual energy and such profound reserves of it!

This kind of thing, which was impossible to imagine happening, is now right before their eyes. This has a huge impact on them.

The cooperation between Amber and Yiyì can be described as a perfect match. First, a roar like a tiger strikes the enemy's mind and soul. Taking advantage of the enemy's disorientation, Yiyì immediately unleashes her "Golden Arc Rain" technique. Each golden arc that falls severs several cultivators on the spot, leaving the rest in utter disarray.

As the golden rain poured down, Lu Ye had already flapped his wings and charged towards the sun-scorched Mountain Town garrison commander with reckless abandon. His entire body left a trail of crimson light in mid-air.

Four streams of light from the four divine weapons crisscrossed in front, accompanied by screams. The cultivators of Mount Rizhao, already dazed from the barrage of golden arcs, were now splattered with blood one after another.

The weapon itself was already incredibly fast, and with the Windwalker rune enhancement, its speed reached a near-uncatchable level. Even though Lu Ye had no more energy to enhance its sharpness, this weapon was still beyond the capabilities of Inner Circle cultivators to block.

Although imbuing weapons with spirit runes can enhance their lethality, the effect is only temporary because the weapon can only store a limited amount of spiritual energy.

With the momentum of a charging bull, Lu Ye drew his Panshan blade from his waist and slashed downward.

The town magistrate was fortunate. Though he was disturbed by the amber's roar, Yiyi's attack did not injure him. Besides, with others surrounding him, he remained unharmed until now.

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Faced with Lu Ye's descending strike, the garrison commander instinctively drew his weapon to defend himself. But the next moment, his eyes widened in disbelief as his weapon flew out of his hand, his tiger's mouth shattering, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud. nut into his mouth and asked casually.Chu Shen chuckled and said, “It’ll be soon, in just three or two years.”Since his arrival on Sanjie Island, Chu Shen has always lived a secluded life, practicing...