Chapter 1370: Ten Mid-Tribulation Elders
Shock—utter, overwhelming shock!
In just a few breaths, he cut down the flesh bodies of four Tribulation cultivators—one even at mid-Tribulation. If a late-Tribulation master had done it, it would make sense, but the killer was only early Combined-Body!
This time, not only were Fletcher Toba and Diana Toba left speechless—even Vulcan Pi was caught off guard. Four Tribulation experts, gone in an instant. Even with over a hundred in the Fire God Church, losing four at once was enough to make his heart ache.
Normally, even after hundreds or thousands of years, losing a single Tribulation expert would be rare.
But now, four gone in a single instant. Luckily, their Primordial Spirits survived—they could still become loose immortals.
Now Vulcan Pi faced a dilemma: keep sending people after Ian Song, or give up entirely.
Judging by how he killed those four Tribulation experts, he must still be holding back. His true strength likely reached mid-Tribulation peak. Suddenly, Vulcan Pi realized something: Ian Song killed four Tribulation experts in a flash, but he was only early Combined-Body. However strong, his zhenyuan reserves couldn't be that deep. If they didn't clash head-on but trapped him and slowly drained his energy, he'd be at their mercy.
Watching Vulcan Pi's shifting expressions, Ian Song more or less guessed his thinking. But he didn't bother to explain—if he wanted to intimidate Vulcan Pi, he had to go all out.
Vulcan Pi didn't hesitate long; after just a few breaths, ten jade talismans appeared in his hand.
With the flesh bodies of the four Tribulation experts at the main altar cut down by Ian Song, dealing with him now required summoning secluded Tribulation cultivators using the Sect Master Summoning Order.
Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack...!
The ten jade talismans in Vulcan Pi's hand instantly shattered, turning into ten rays of jade light that shot into the void and vanished.
On a certain Saintess Peak, a black-robed elder had been meditating under a bluestone for countless years—so long that thick green moss had grown all around him.
Suddenly, a ray of jade light burst from the void and flew toward him...
The meditating elder snapped open his eyes, reached out and caught the jade light, a hint of surprise flickering across his face: Sect Master Summoning Order? Did something happen at the main altar?
With that thought, he rose to his feet and, with a single step, vanished from the peak.
Meanwhile, on the surface of a tranquil lake, a sudden wave exploded upward. A blue-robed youth appeared, standing atop the water, and reached out to grab a jade light flying from the void.
Inside a cave dwelling, a disheveled but ruddy-faced elder sat at his pill furnace, refining pills. Suddenly, a jade light appeared out of thin air. He grabbed it and couldn't help but curse: 'Damn it, just two more hours and this batch of pills would be done. If I find out which bastard interrupted me, I'll tear him to pieces!'
Grumbling, he still stepped out and vanished from the cave dwelling—after all, it was the Sect Master Summoning Order, and as a member of the Fire God Church, he couldn't refuse.
In the mountains and forests, beneath cliffs and within deep valleys, cultivators stepped out and left their retreats.
Inside the Blazing Fire Hall.
Less than ten breaths after Vulcan Pi activated the Sect Master Summoning Order, ten mid-Tribulation experts of all shapes and sizes arrived.
"What happened?"
Seeing four Primordial Spirits floating in midair and four corpses in the hall, the black-robed elder frowned slightly and asked.
"Brother Duan, Brother Zhou, Sister Wu... I didn't want to disturb your seclusion, but I truly have no other choice. Please, all ten of you, help me capture that little thief Ian Song!" Vulcan Pi pointed at Ian Song.
The ten mid-Tribulation elders instinctively looked at Ian Song, sizing him up, and their faces soon showed strange and puzzled expressions.
After a moment, the black-robed elder spoke again, his tone faintly dissatisfied: "Church Master, are you joking with us? That kid is clearly just early Combined-Body, and you want us to take him down?"
"Exactly! You really needed the Sect Master Summoning Order for an early Combined-Body junior? Church Master, you must be joking!" Sister Wu, a mid-Tribulation expert, couldn't help but mock.
Questioned by the two, Vulcan Pi felt awkward and quickly explained: "You don't know—this little thief may be only early Combined-Body, but his strength is terrifying. Brother Zhao, Brother Chen, Brother Gong, and Brother Long were all cut down by him!"
Hearing this, all ten mid-Tribulation elders were shocked.
Sister Wu stared at the four unfortunate Primordial Spirits: "You were really cut down by that kid?"
All four Primordial Spirits gave bitter smiles.
One Primordial Spirit said: "No need to doubt, brothers and sisters. That little thief is incredibly strong. Even with the four of us teaming up, we weren't his match—he cut down our flesh bodies in just a few breaths!"
"What?"
To cut down four Tribulation experts in just a few breaths—every mid-Tribulation elder's face turned grave.
"Brothers and sisters, I suspect this little thief has some secret art that boosts his strength, but it can't last. You should attack together and trap him—once the art wears off, you can easily capture him!" Vulcan Pi reminded them, not wanting to lose more Tribulation experts.
Cultivating a Tribulation expert requires unimaginable resources—losing one is a huge blow to the Fire God Church!
"Do we really have to attack together?"
One mid-Tribulation elder hesitated and asked.
To attack an early Combined-Body junior was already bullying the weak, but if all ten attacked at once and word got out, they'd be a laughingstock.
"Don't worry, brothers and sisters—no one will hear of this!" Vulcan Pi added, worried the ten would refuse to gang up on Ian Song. As he spoke, his gaze swept coldly over Fletcher Toba and Diana Toba, hinting at deadly intent.
"Better safe than sorry—let's attack together!"
"Enough chatter—I'm still refining pills, don't waste my time!" grumbled the disheveled, ruddy-faced mid-Tribulation elder.
"Diana, fall back to the side. If things look bad, retreat!" Ian Song said gravely. He was confident, but facing ten mid-Tribulation elders still put pressure on him.
"Be careful!"
Diana Toba, worried, told Ian Song to be careful, then withdrew to the side.
"Form the Ten-Absolute Formation!"
At a cold shout, the ten stepped out to ten positions in the hall. As they settled in, a faint, deadly aura locked onto Ian Song.
Next, the ten unleashed palm and fist strikes, attacking Ian Song from all directions.
Empowered by the formation, their attacks grew stronger, while the deadly aura suppressed Ian Song's spiritual senses.
But Ian showed no fear. The Azure Flood-Dragon Sword in his hand burst into dazzling blue light and slashed out to meet their attack.