Mo Nian Reappears

The figure was none other than Little Snow. As soon as Little Snow appeared, it opened its maw, and a massive sphere appeared.

The moment the sphere appeared, space trembled incessantly. Inside the sphere, millions of tiny wind blades spun frantically, emitting ear-piercing sonic booms.

Those standing nearby felt as if their ears were being scraped by knives, and they hurriedly covered them.

Long Chen was ecstatic. After Little Snow advanced to the Third Rank Middle Stage, its own power had increased several times over. This sphere made even his bones feel cold.

"Whoosh."

In the center of the sphere, a streak of red liquid suddenly appeared, swaying like an eerie flame.

After that strange flame appeared, Little Snow's body shook, and the sphere flew straight forward.

When the sphere first left, it was only a foot in diameter, but as soon as it left Little Snow's mouth, it rapidly expanded, instantly becoming ten zhang in size.

At the same time, countless wind blades dispersed from the sphere, transforming into millions of Grim Reaper's blades, mercilessly slashing down at the Evil Path Disciples.

"Scatter quickly! That is a Crimson Flame Snow Wolf King!"

Ghost Eye suddenly cried out in alarm, shouting a warning, his voice filled with fury.

There were few cultivators who didn't know the great name of the Crimson Flame Snow Wolf; they were born with the ability to control both wind and fire, making them peerlessly powerful.

It was said that among the Crimson Flame Snow Wolves, there existed a mutation that, after transforming, would become a Crimson Flame Snow Wolf King, the ruler among the Crimson Flame Snow Wolves.

The Aura currently radiating from Little Snow could not be hidden from Ghost Eye. Although the Aura was still somewhat weak, it was definitely the Aura of a Wolf King.

Once a Crimson Flame Snow Wolf mutated into a Wolf King, its combat power would undergo a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering change, which was why he had shouted a warning.

Upon receiving Ghost Eye's warning, the Evil Path Disciples were shocked and hurriedly fled to the distance.

However, Little Snow's attack range was too wide. In an instant, it covered an area of a hundred zhang. In a straight line, the earth was plowed into a straight trench, extending for dozens of miles.

The Evil Path Disciples on that line were directly shredded into powder by the dense wind blades; they didn't even have time to scream.

"So formidable."

Those Righteous Path Disciples who had remained, looking at the majestic Little Snow and the trench that stretched over ten miles, were shaken to their cores.

"Tu Fang, you bastards! You dare to call yourselves the Righteous Path while using such underhanded methods? You are all a bunch of shameless beasts!" Ghost Eye cursed, furious.

They hadn't even officially engaged yet, and these two attacks had already wiped out half of the Evil Path Disciples.

If they had died in a normal battle, it would be like the waves washing away the sand to leave behind gold—and gold was what they wanted.

But these two attacks by Long Chen had wiped out both the sand and the gold, making Ghost Eye so angry his lungs were about to explode.

Tu Fang and the others looked at each other, stunned by the situation. They had never imagined that Long Chen possessed such a terrifying pet as a Crimson Flame Snow Wolf King.

Such a pet had average individual combat strength, but all of its attacks were area-of-effect attacks. The lethality of this kind of group battle could scare people to death.

That last strike was something even Core Disciples would find hard to withstand; those Outer Sect Disciples and Inner Sect Disciples would die the moment they were touched.

Tu Fang and the other Elders had all experienced many Righteous-Evil battles, but this was the first time they had seen this style, and the first time they had seen Ghost Eye cursing like a shrew.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom…"

Just as Ghost Eye was cursing, Guo Ran was already carrying his Destroying Army Crossbow, beginning to fire frantically.

Because the Evil Path Disciples had bypassed the poison mist range earlier, they had split into two teams. Little Snow had attacked the team on the right.

The other team had just rushed over when they were caught red-handed by Guo Ran. Inside the Destroying Army Crossbow on his shoulder, which was as big as a large wooden barrel, the mechanisms clicked densely, and a rain of arrows sprayed out.

"Damn it, again?!"

This time, the Evil Path Disciples were truly anxious and couldn't help but curse. Each wave of Guo Ran's arrows contained one of the poison pills Long Chen had given him.

In truth, the poison pills didn't stack, and their power wasn't strong. These powerful Evil Path Disciples, relying on their poison-avoidance pills and their own cultivation, could have completely charged through.

However, they had been terrified by the previous poison mist. How could they dare to charge through? They all scrambled to avoid the poison mist, looking utterly wretched.

Seeing that he had actually scared off the opponent, Guo Ran fired the Destroying Army Crossbow on his shoulder frantically, as if the ammo didn't cost money.

"Despicable Righteous Path, you will not die well!" Ghost Eye roared, his voice shaking the heavens. He truly looked like his lungs were about to explode.

No longer able to endure it, he stretched out his large hand. Behind him, several figures slowly stood up, revealing several young faces.

"Go, kill these Righteous Path brats until not a single one is left!" Ghost Eye raged.

Those people nodded, and suddenly their figures moved, pouncing directly toward the crowd. The person in the lead was the fastest, like a phantom, covering hundreds of miles in the blink of an eye.

As he rushed closer, Long Chen saw clearly that it was a man with an extremely demonic appearance, with a crack in the center of his forehead, as if it were a closed eye.

When that man was still a dozen miles away, he suddenly opened his large hand. Space rippled, and a golden lotus flower appeared out of thin air in his hand.

The moment that lotus appeared, the world buzzed and exploded, and a violent power surged up.

Long Chen's expression changed. This man was terrifying. The lotus in his hand carried the power to destroy mountains and topple peaks; clearly, this was a major ultimate move.

"Whoosh."

The demonic man let out a cold snort, and the golden lotus in his hand drew an arc, flying straight toward Long Chen's side.

As the golden lotus moved, space continuously emitted explosions, as if it were about to shatter from being unable to withstand that powerful force.

This was the most powerful strike Long Chen had ever seen. He believed this guy was definitely a Daoist, otherwise, he wouldn't be this terrifying.

"Everyone, scatter!"

Long Chen shouted loudly. This was a terrifying ultimate move, an area-of-effect attack. Ordinary Disciples absolutely couldn't withstand it.

Just as he was about to take out the Evil Slayer to meet this terrifying golden lotus head-on, a gorgeous light suddenly lit up in the sky. A massive arrow flew over, accompanied by a low shout:

"Cloud Piercing Arrow!"

"Boom!"

The gorgeous arrow collided with the golden lotus, emitting an explosion. Long Chen felt a massive force transmit over, and he was directly blasted away by the terrifying aftermath.

The Xuantian Branch Disciples, having received Long Chen's warning, had long since retreated, but they were still blasted away by the aftermath of the explosion.

However, they had all retreated to the edge of the explosion zone. Although the aftermath was powerful, their cultivation wasn't weak, so they weren't injured.

After the explosion, everyone was shocked. Although the collision happened in the air, the ground below was blasted into a crater hundreds of zhang wide.

A figure slowly walked into the battlefield, holding a colorful ancient longbow. He was wearing a long cloak and exuded a murderous Aura.

Long Chen was stunned; he hadn't expected him to appear at this time. This person was the man he had met earlier who called himself Mo Nian.

Seeing Mo Nian, the demonic man narrowed his eyes slightly, but his expression remained calm, and he didn't speak.

Mo Nian gently brushed aside his cloak and looked at the demonic man. "If I'm not mistaken, you are Yin Luo, known as the Evil Path's number one Genius in a thousand years!"

At this moment, the other people also arrived. Those people stood behind the demonic man, clearly led by him.

The Evil Path Disciples had all gathered together, ready to strike at any moment. However, the Evil Path Disciples were in a sorry state; before the real battle had even started, of the twenty thousand people, fewer than ten thousand remained.

The battle paused abruptly. The Righteous Path Disciples also began to gather, because everyone knew that the real battle was about to begin.

"Not bad, I am Yin Luo. Who are you? I don't seem to have heard of such a person in the Righteous Path." Yin Luo looked at Mo Nian.

"My name is Mo Nian. I am not from Suzhou. I heard that a remarkable figure had appeared among the Evil Path in Suzhou, so I wanted to meet you."

"The old man in my family keeps saying that if I don't work hard, I will be surpassed by you. It makes me irritated to hear it, so I came over."

"I wanted to see if I could take you out, so those old guys wouldn't have to buzz and nag endlessly for no reason." Mo Nian lightly raised the longbow in his hand.

Regarding Mo Nian's appearance, Tu Fang and the others were somewhat surprised. There wasn't such a terrifying Daoist among the Righteous Path Disciples.

"Could it be that he comes from the Mo Sect?" Tu Fang suddenly exclaimed.

"Now that you mention it, that must be it. The only people who can use archery to such an exquisite level are likely from the Mo Sect," Hua Yu nodded and said.

The others only understood half of what was said, but seeing that the two didn't explain, they didn't ask further. However, they knew that this person named Mo Nian likely had a very significant background.

Hearing Mo Nian's words, Yin Luo couldn't help but laugh up at the sky. "I, Yin Luo, have met such an arrogant person for the first time. Interesting!"

One must know that Yin Luo was hailed as a once-in-a-millennium Genius of the Evil Path, and he had never met an opponent in his life.

Even among Daoists, very few could withstand ten of his moves, which was why those Daoists followed his lead.

Today, hearing someone actually wanted to take him out, he couldn't help but laugh from extreme anger. It seemed that in his memory, he had never heard such big talk.

"Of course it's interesting, otherwise I wouldn't have gone to such great lengths to escape from those old guys."

Mo Nian smiled slightly, then suddenly turned his head to Long Chen. "My friend, you don't mind if I steal an opponent from you, do you?"

Long Chen spread his hands generously. "If you're happy, you can take them all; I have no objections. It would be best if you could bundle up those old immortals up there too!"

Mo Nian was stunned, then burst into laughter. "Very good. I, Mo Nian, will make friends with you. Then I won't be polite."

After Mo Nian finished speaking, his Aura suddenly erupted. The ground shook violently, and a terrifying wave of air rushed into the sky. Within a hundred zhang, wild winds danced; the Aura was extremely frightening.

"Yin Luo, hand over your life!"

Mo Nian shouted, and the longbow in his hand moved. An arrow appeared, and a terrifying Aura spread over, shooting toward Yin Luo like lightning.

Yin Luo snorted coldly and said to the people behind him, "You go and slaughter these small fry. I will slaughter this arrogant brat."