Chapter 860 - Dangue

“No worries!”

Yang Junshan’s voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of the two array masters, and the moment they heard his voice, their two initially panicking minds mysteriously calmed down.

Layers of sand waves rose higher and higher, reaching a height of more than a hundred zhang by the time they reached the oasis. The sand waves carried millions of stones, and rushed towards the oasis with an overwhelming aura, almost enough to drown half of the oasis under the desert.

Yang Junshan laughed coldly: “Sand is also dirt, when you play with sand in front of me, you are still lacking a little!”

The Sand River Formation was circulating at full power under Yang Junshan’s control, and layers upon layers of formation networks appeared in the air. However, what spread out from the formation wasn’t water waves, but golden rays of light. These rays of light extended out from the oasis along the sand on the ground, and then intertwined together into a network, and even rose up layer after layer along the sand waves, trapping the huge waves of sand into the network.

Under the incredulous gazes of all the cultivators of the Jadeite Oasis, the waves of sand that were originally aggressively flying toward the oasis actually turned back, and witremendous force, destroyed the sand dunes one by one, and filled the valley to the ground. The sand wave was then driven towards the oasis, and the desert cultivators were submerged in a sea of sand.

The gale had stopped, and the sand had dropped to the ground. The sky and the earth had turned into a vast expanse of sand, and outside of the Jade Oasis, the entire desert had been flat and endless for miles, without even a small sand dune rising and falling.

The survivors crawled out from the sand and looked back at the Emerald Oasis. They also saw the figure hanging high above the oasis, so they immediately shouted out loud and ran towards the direction they came from in a panic.

Chen JunSen and a few other Spiritual Masters originally wanted to rush over to help, but the scene in front of them caused them to be overwhelmed with shock. Yang Junshan actually relied on his own strength to actually suppress the “Desolate Sand Roar” formed by dozens of sand tribe cultivators working together.

He remembered not long after the arrival of the Alien Cultivator, there were also tens of sand tribe cultivators who did not even reach the realms of life. They collaborated to create the “Desert Sand Roar” and destroyed a small oasis in one go, and only a dozen of the three hundred cultivators, including the four Adept Realm Cultivatohat were stationed here, managed to escape in the end, including two heavily injured Spiritual Masters.

However, this “Desolate Sand Roar” was not inferior to the previous round, because this “Roar of the Desert” was initiated by a sand tribe cultivator with realms of life.

The four Daoist Masters looked at each other, and then Chen JunSen took the lead and said, “The situation is critical, the existence of the Jade Lake Oasis is now in the hands of Daoist Master Yang. Please advise us what to do next.”

Amongst the four of them, Chen JunSen’s cultivation was the highest, reaching the peak of Profound Constellation Realm, while the other three were also at the second stage of the realms of life. Compared to Chen JunSen’s calmness, the other two were obviously hesitating on what to do.

“You don’t have to think about escaping,” Yang Junshan said as he cut off everyone’s train of thought, “There are at least two Great Gateways and two Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns outside, and at least ten Alien Cultivator s of realms of life and above. Once you leave this oasis and leave the protection of the formation, with your cultivation, one of you will die, unless your strength is on par with me.”

As expected, the faces of the two Qi Condensation Cultivators paled. The Profound Handle had also paled, but he was the Patriarch of a branch of the Guan Lan Sect. Not to mention defending the land, it was impossible for him to condone the deaths of more than a hundred of his clansmen even if he wanted to escape.

One of the two Adepts said in a low voice, “If that’s the case, how can we defend it?”

“Of course not!”

Yang Junshan scoffed, looked at everyone’s changed expression and said in a deep voice: “However, if everyone is working together, there is some hope in being able to last until the Guan Lan Sect to rescue them!”

After saying that, Yang Junshan glanced at Spiritual Master Chen Jun Sen, and said: “I presume that your esteemed sect would not sit idly by and allow the Jadeite Lake Oasis to fall into the hands of a person from outside this region?”

“Of course not!”

Chen JunSen immediately shouted, “The three Fellow Daoists are all cultivators of the Xi Zhou, and they also know the importance of the Jade Lake Oasis to our sect. Without the Emerald Lake, our sect’s foundation has been cut by 20%, not to mention our sect’s Adept Tai Gang s, even Ancestor Guan Tao would not sit idly by.”

Patriarch Guan Tao was the only Taoist ancestor of the Guan Lan Sect, so when the audience heard Adept Chen speak, their confidence increased by a bit. Furthermore, just as Yang Junshan had said, by this time, there was nowhere for them to run, it was a battle to the death. However, other people had no hope of escaping, so Yang Junshan was not one of them.

Chen JunSen hesitated for a moment, then bowed and said, “Daoist Master Yang, please help us out on account of the lives of nearly a thousand people in Oasis!”

The other three Adepts, seeing this, hurriedly fell to their knees as well.

Yang Junshan understood what he meant. As the only Adept Tai Gang in the oasis and the one in control of the oasis’s great defensive array, it could be said that the life and death of these thousand people were entirely in his hands.

Yang Junshan sighed, and said: “Don’t worry, right before fellow Daoist San Tong died, he handed the formation plate to me, and I will naturally give him an explanation!”

After saying that, Yang Junshan turned to the sandstorm in front of him and said: “Prepare for a fierce battle, the sand tribe’s offense is blocked, the others are coming!”

As if they were verifying Yang Junshan’s words, everyone was ready. A few pillars of sand suddenly exploded from the ground, forming a few gigantic sand fists in the air, smashing towards the oasis from different directions.

When a few Sand Fists neared the oasis, layers upon layers of water curtain burst open above the oasis, and a large amount of sand and sand were washed off from each layer of water curtain. When a few sand fists neared the oasis, layers of water curtain opened up above the oasis, and a large amount of sand and sand were washed off from each layer of water curtain.

Just as the few Spiritual Masters were in the air resisting the attacks of the foreign high order cultivator, hundreds of cultivators in loose white robes emerged from the desert and rushed towards the oasis. Before they had even arrived, hundreds of curved blade treasures had already flew out of their hands and flew towards the oasis with streaks of light in the air.

At the same time, in another direction, there were oveundred cultivators who looked extremely strange. Compared to the sand tribe cultivators, these cultivators were tall and big, their movements were stiff but their speed was extremely fast. Every step they took smashed a foot-deep hole in the ground.

“Rigid Race, it’s a Rigid Race cultivator!”

Compared to when the sand tribe’s cultivators were charging towards the oasis, the appearance of these Rigid Race cultivators seemed to be more worrying to the Adept Chen.

The low leveled cultivators in the oasis had already been gathered together to fight on the periphery. Adept Chen wanted to rush out to attack the cultivators of Rigid Race, but before he could do so, two rays of bronze light attacked him from two sides.

The white light of a sword slashed towards the right and left of the two bronze rays of light. This Adept Chen was actually a sword cultivator, which surprised Yang Junshan a little.

“Clang clang” The sound of two gold and iron clashing sounded out, as the two bronze rays of light paused in mid air, and then rushed towards Adept Chen once again.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Adept Chen hastily retreated back into the oasis defense formation. The two streams of light stopped in front of the layers of water, allowing people to see their true appearances, but they were actually two tall, muscular men whose skin was flashing with a green and red luster.

“Is this a bronze statue?”

Yang Junshan asked with interest as he looked at the two Alien Cultivator s who were retreating very quickly after successfully blocking them. This was his first time meeting them.

Because their bodies were stiff like corpses after training, and also because of the cold and deathly aura surrounding them, they were also known as Zombie Clans. The terms they used to divide their cultivation was also known as Iron Corpses, Copper Corpses, Silver Corpses, Golden Corpses, and the bodies of the Rigid Race cultivators who had reached the level of Bronze-ranked, and their strength was around the same as realms of life.

Yang Junshan looked carefully, the two sword qi from the Adept Chen had only cut two inches deep into the bodies of the two Bronze-ranked cultivators, but there was not a single drop of blood that had flowed out. As the two Bronze-ranked cultivators were retreating, the two wounds on their bodies had already closed up and were slowly recovering.

This made Yang Junshan sigh in admiration at the tyrannical body and recovery ability of the Rigid Race. It was likely that even the top Shaman Cultivators may not be able to match up to the body of the Rigid Race!

The moment the Adept Chen was forced back, Yang Junshan had the urge to try out the strength of the two Copper Ants. However, the moment he thought of this, countless bumps appeared on the flat beach outside the oasis, and following that, a muffled roar came from below the sand, ahree hundred meter tall giant formed from sand appeared outside the oasis.

The giant roared at the sky, and a rain of sand sprayed out of his mouth. Hundreds of zhang in radius was covered by the sand, and the cultivators who were already at the edge of the oasis were the ones bearing the brunt of the rain.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yang Junshan spread out his hand and released a wave of magnetic precious light that swept most of the sand on the ground, but there were still many that were shooting towards the oasis.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Adept Chen shouted, “Defend!”

The cultivators of the three subsidiary families were not as well-trained as the cultivators of the Guan Lan Sect, but they had already responded, and only a few of the loose cultivators fought their own battles, appearing to be in complete disarray. After the sand passed through the light barrier and was slightly weakened, it quickly caused casualties to the chaotic cultivators.

Taking advantage of this slight chaos, the low leveled cultivators of the sand tribe and Rigid Race had already passed through the defensive light barrier and were under the pressure of the great formation as they charged into the human cultivators.