Chapter 566: Fighting Among Legends

Chapter 566: Fighting Among Legends

The sudden attack of the three True Immortal cultivators caused Xiao Nanfeng to frown. He activated his golden net immediately.

The golden net caught one of the True Immortals, but the remaining two attacked him from the back.

He was sent flying by their combined attack.

"True Immortals really are strong. Xiao Nanfeng's done for now."

"So what if he's unparalleled among Heaven Immortals? He still can't withstand blows from True Immortals!"

"With two True Immortals attacking him simultaneously, Xiao Nanfeng's sure to be crippled at the very least!"

The spectators were certain of Xiao Nanfeng's imminent defeat.

Xiao Nanfeng struck the ground in a plume of dust. He seemed far less the indomitable cultivator of before, but he quickly scrambled up and glanced at the two cultivators who had struck him.

"He climbed up just like that? Isn't he injured?"

"Two True Immortals attacked him—and his face isn't even red!"

The spectators were astounded. They watched on as Xiao Nanfeng thrust his divine undying blade into the golden net.

The thrust struck the blue-clad figure bound by the net and unable to resist in a spurt of blood.

"No! Don't kill me. If you do, you'll die a terrible death!" the cultivator cried out.

"On the contrary," Xiao Nanfeng replied coolly.

He continued to thrust his blade into the prone cultivator's body, causing the cultivator to shriek.

"Insolence!"

Five more figures shot over, fast as lightning.

"More True Immortals?" the spectators exclaimed.

Xiao Nanfeng was sent flying by the five cultivators. He smashed into a boulder as he struck the ground, which shattered into powder and threw up another plume of dust.

Xiao Nanfeng got up and cast out the net, discarding the blue-clad corpse within it.

"How could Xiao Nanfeng be alright? How strong is his physical defense?!"

"When he was attacked, I saw a flash of golden light emanating from his body. Could that be a Buddhist technique?"

"What an incredible body."

"Did he really kill a True Immortal?"

The spectators were agape at how things had developed, as were the cultivators who had just struck at him.

The purported True Immortal's body dispersed in a cloud of smoke.

"No, that's not a True Immortal—but a mid-stage True Yin cultivator's spiritual body!"

"Mid-stage True Yin? A spiritual cultivator as strong as a True Immortal—dying just like that?!"

The spectators gasped.

"So you're a group of mid-stage True Yin cultivators who took over the physical bodies of lower-grade Immortals. How many of you are there? Show yourselves!" Xiao Nanfeng demanded.

With their spiritual moons, they sent the ten golden crows flying.

Although they had the advantage, their bodies were trapped by Xiao Nanfeng's golden net, and their moons had little offensive ability. They were in a particularly awkward state.

"What're you waiting for? Come help us!" one of the bound cultivators thundered.

"Oh? Are there more of you True Yin cultivators? Come on, then!" Xiao Nanfeng shouted, looking at the remaining group of cultivators who was refusing to submit to an inspection.

The cultivators dithered.

"No more, then. The rest of you are only Heaven Immortals, aren't you? Come on. With one mid-stage True Yin cultivator dead, there are more lengths of rope to go around. Who's interested?" Xiao Nanfeng shouted.

The cultivators blanched, refusing to approach.

"If you don't dare come, hold on right there. Once I finish off these mid-stage True Yin cultivators, I'll take you on then."

He continued to attack the True Yin cultivators.

"He's here again! Hurry, attack him together!"

The True Yin cultivators barreled toward Xiao Nanfeng as their Heaven Immortal accomplices rushed over to help.

By then, the golden crows had dispersed. Six golden crows took on six glowing moons, while four golden crows shot toward the incoming Heaven Immortals. The Heaven Immortals were quickly burned to a crisp.

Xiao Nanfeng was sent flying again, but he managed to slice the top off someone's skull. If that cultivator hadn't dodged in time, he would have been beheaded.

"Hurry and help!" the True Yin cultivators howled.

Xiao Nanfeng climbed out of the rubble and continued to give chase.

The golden crows in the sky were suppressed by the spiritual moons, but it was the middle of the day. The crows had near-boundless energy and continued to radiate facsimile solarfire as they defended against the moons.

Although both sides appeared to be balanced for the moment, it was clear that Xiao Nanfeng had a slight advantage.

"He's only a Heaven Immortal, but he can take on a group of True Yin cultivators with just that golden net of his!"

"Martial Aspects of the Imperial Court are ridiculously strong!"

"Not only is his physical body incredibly strong, he even has these golden crows that can attack at range. He's invincible!"

Those competitors who had chosen to submit to Xiao Nanfeng's inspection breathed out in relief. Thank goodness they hadn't chosen to keep fighting! What they didn't know was that Xiao Nanfeng had been hiding a trump card as well—his own True Yin cultivation.

It looked as though Xiao Nanfeng had the advantage and would be able to whittle down the remaining True Yin cultivators soon enough.

Just then, a golden beam of light pierced through the skies, moving at an incredible pace and filled with an aura of destruction. It flashed right before a golden crow, who swiped at it alertly before the facsimile solarfire surrounding its body exploded in a storm. A huge, golden arrow had pierced through the crow, straight through its heart.

The crow cawed mournfully as it fell to the ground in a burst of flames.

"That golden crow was pierced right through! What sort of relic was that?"

"How could these crows fall to a single arrow?"

Many spectators watched on in disbelief.

Only Monk Jinguang reacted in shock. "The Sunfell Bow and Sunstrike Arrows! These arrows are a specific counter to Xiao Nanfeng's technique!"

"Sunstrike Arrows?" the cultivators around him murmured.

Another beam of golden light shot toward the second crow.

Everyone glanced toward where the arrows had come from. A competitor was standing far in the distance, a burnished golden longbow in hand, nocking a third gleaming Sunstrike Arrow.