On the other side of the secret realm, the air was filled with intense spiritual energy fluctuations. Explosions and spells intertwined, turning the entire area into a battlefield.
Li Cang and You stood side by side, surrounded by six disciples from Tianque Sect and Xuanshao Sect. Despite the fact that one of the Tianque Sect disciples was already at the mid-stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm, Li Cang and You were still firmly in control of the fight, showing no signs of struggle.
"What ruthless fighters!" a Xuanshao Sect disciple growled through clenched teeth, his face contorted with both anger and disbelief. He had pushed his toxic mist techniques to their limit, yet it still wasn't enough to pressure Li Cang and You.
The situation was hard to believe. The two of them were holding their own against six opponents with ease, even suppressing their combined assault.
"Li Cang, You! You're too arrogant! Do you really think the two of you can stand against the six of us?" one of the Tianque Sect disciples shouted, his voice filled with rage. In his hand, a pair of wind-and-fire rings spun rapidly, gathering energy into a swirling storm of fire and wind that surged toward Li Cang and You.
However, Li Cang remained calm, his expression indifferent. With a cold smile, he raised his hand, and the air around them suddenly froze. Water-based spells surged like tidal waves, and transparent blades of water shot forth from his palm, slicing toward the storm of fire and wind with deadly precision.
"Boom!"
The two powerful forces collided, unleashing an ear-splitting roar as fire and water clashed violently. Energy crackled and exploded in all directions, throwing the battlefield into chaos.
Amidst the chaos, You moved like a shadow, silent and unseen. In his hand, a dark dagger glinted coldly, like a viper lurking in the night. In the blink of an eye, he appeared behind a Xuanshao Sect disciple.
The Xuanshao disciple suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and a powerful sense of foreboding gripped his heart. He spun around, but all he saw was a flash of cold light.
"Shlick!"
The dagger slit his throat with ease, sending a spray of blood into the air. His eyes widened in disbelief before his lifeless body crumpled to the ground.
"You!" the remaining disciples gasped, their faces paling with horror.
You's methods were ruthless and swift, killing with a single strike. His attacks left no trace, making him a deadly assassin on the battlefield. Each of his strikes was calculated to end a life.
"Retreat! These two are too strong!" one of the Tianque Sect disciples yelled, panic filling his voice. His magical weapon had been shattered by Li Cang's water blades, leaving him scrambling to escape.
But Li Cang didn't give him any chance to flee. With a cold smile, he flicked his fingers, sending a water blade speeding toward the fleeing disciple. The blade pierced his chest in an instant, blood spraying from the wound.
The disciple let out a scream of terror and collapsed to the ground, his life force quickly fading.
Now, two of their six opponents were already dead, leaving the remaining four frozen in fear and uncertainty. Despite their numerical advantage, Li Cang and You's strength had completely overwhelmed them. The two moved with perfect coordination, never allowing their enemies any room to counterattack.
Li Cang's water-based magic was not only aggressive but also impenetrable in defense. Every time a spell was launched at him, he would effortlessly deflect it, countering with even greater ferocity. Meanwhile, You moved like a silent predator, waiting for the right moment to strike, his precision killing anyone who dared to lower their guard.
"We can't win! Retreat!" a Xuanshao Sect disciple yelled in desperation, his hands rapidly forming seals to summon a cloud of poison mist to cover his escape.
But before he could complete the spell, a flash of darkness streaked through the air.
"Shlick!"
The dagger once again found its mark, stabbing cleanly into the back of the Xuanshao disciple. The immense spiritual power within the blade severed the disciple's internal meridians, and he collapsed, coughing up blood.
You calmly retracted his dagger, showing no emotion as he gazed at the corpse. To him, this was nothing more than a routine task. His cold eyes scanned the remaining three disciples, his expression void of any mercy.
"Three left," You said softly, his voice as steady as ever, as though the battle meant nothing to him.
"You should know by now," Li Cang spoke coldly, his gaze piercing, "the strength of Yunxiao Sect is far beyond what you can challenge. If you don't wise up, you'll be the next to die here."
The remaining three disciples were ashen-faced. Their spiritual energy was nearly exhausted, and they could barely maintain their magical weapons. Terror gripped their hearts as they realized they stood no chance.
"Run!" shouted one of the Tianque Sect disciples, turning to flee without hesitation. But Li Cang only laughed coldly. With a wave of his hand, water-based energy surged forward, coalescing into a dragon made of water that roared toward the fleeing disciples.
The water dragon, seemingly alive, caught up to the Tianque disciple in an instant, wrapping around him and tearing him apart.
"Boom!"
The disciple was shredded to pieces by the dragon, his blood splattering across the ground.
Seeing this, the last two disciples lost all hope. Their faces drained of color, they turned and fled in terror, pushing their magical weapons to the limit to escape.
Li Cang didn't bother pursuing them. He watched them retreat with a sneer of disdain on his lips.
"Cowards. Dying here would have been their fate anyway," You said indifferently, sheathing his dagger before stepping back to Li Cang's side.
The two stood in the middle of the battlefield, surrounded by the lingering stench of blood and the fading ripples of spiritual energy.
"It seems these so-called opponents were no challenge after all," Li Cang remarked with a confident smirk.
Despite facing six opponents, Li Cang and You had dominated the fight from start to finish, taking down their enemies with ease. Though Tianque Sect and Xuanshao Sect had sent many disciples, none of them posed a real threat.
"Let's keep moving. We need to get ahead of the others and find the true treasure of this secret realm," You said, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.