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The guns roared fiercely, and the beasts summoned by Transformation surged toward Zuo Dao like a tidal wave. Rows of gaping maws lunged at Zuo Dao, and an overwhelming aura of murderous intent crashed toward him like a raging sea.
Setting aside Northern Crossing Qing's character for the moment, this display alone deepened Zuo Dao's understanding of his strength. The opponent was unleashing years of pent-up pressure.
Northern Crossing Qing harbored resentment as well; being born into Branch meant that even his exceptional talents were suppressed by the Direct Lineage. Even during training within the Clan, he had been warned not to use his full strength. Time and again, he had been trampled and humiliated by the Direct Lineage, mocked repeatedly. All this repression erupted in his battle against Zuo Dao.
Clang, clang, clang.
Above the Sky echoed with metallic sounds.
One against ten thousand.
Zuo Dao stood like a hunter in the mountains or a general on the battlefield, blades swirling around him as he held his ground, not retreating an inch, blocking all incoming attacks.
Spear lights dissipated into the air, each representing a furious strike from Northern Crossing Qing.
At that moment, having achieved nothing with his attack, Northern Crossing Qing withdrew his spear and stood like a statue, staring at Zuo Dao across from him.
It wasn't that he didn't want to continue fighting; he had already released much of his accumulated grievances with that one strike. Moreover, he could sense several escape lights approaching—he knew without thinking that they belonged to members of the Beidu Clan. The last thing he wanted was to expose his true strength in front of his clansmen.
"Qing, what's going on? Who is the opponent?" After a brief ceasefire, someone arrived beside Northern Crossing Qing, eyeing Zuo Dao warily as they inquired.
Zuo Dao did not seize the opportunity to attack but instead waited calmly for their arrival.
"Reporting to Second Clan Elder," Northern Crossing Qing bowed to the newcomer. "During patrol, we encountered an unidentified individual and engaged in combat. From my observations, the opponent does not harbor malicious intent; it may have been an accidental intrusion."
"Accidental intrusion?" Second Clan Elder scoffed upon hearing this. "If our Northern Crossing Star could be so easily intruded upon, then what would it even mean to be Northern Crossing Star?"
Northern Crossing Qing remained silent at Second Clan Elder's words. Second Clan Elder North Crossing Xiqin was an Elder from the Direct Lineage and had always looked down on Northern Crossing Qing from Branch, believing him to pose a significant threat to the Direct Lineage.
“Is it your negligence that allowed outsiders to enter?” Before Northern Crossing Qing could respond, North Crossing Xiqin had already placed a heavy accusation upon him.
“Second Clan Elder, that seems a bit excessive. Why don’t you bring someone in for me to see?” Northern Crossing Qing retorted without holding back. The rivalry between the direct and collateral lines had been ongoing for years, fueled by the competition for the immortal’s legacy. North Crossing Xiqin sought to take this opportunity to suppress this upstart from the Heterodox faction, paving the way for the Direct Lineage in the future. However, Northern Crossing Qing refrained from retaliating too harshly due to Xiqin's status as an Elder, though a slight mockery was still permissible.
Indeed, where there are people, there are conflicts—even among those of the same clan. Zuo Dao felt a twinge of sorrow for the Northern Crossing Immortal as he observed what kind of descendants he had.
North Crossing Xiqin was well aware of Northern Crossing Qing's temperament; even if Qing had offended him, he showed no outward reaction. After all, Northern Crossing Qing was one of the clan's most talented members. Even if Xiqin wanted to take action against him, it couldn't be done openly, especially with Zuo Dao standing nearby.
“Seize him.” While unable to do much about Northern Crossing Qing, Zuo Dao was not afforded the same courtesy; a direct order was given to apprehend him.
Northern Crossing Qing was indeed a figure of note, but what was this Second Clan Elder thinking? Did he have an inflated sense of self-worth? Regardless of the opponent's realm, he ordered an arrest without hesitation. Did he think a few Robber Monks could subdue him? Zuo Dao felt frustrated; it seemed he had stumbled upon something unsavory lately since everyone he encountered wanted to capture him.
With the Elder's command issued, those below naturally sprang into action. As they spoke, more people had rushed over; after all, Beidu Clan had the duty of guarding their star.
Northern Crossing Qing discreetly stepped back a few paces, watching coldly. He knew well the combat capabilities of his opponents; even with more guards from the clan, they would struggle against him.
In the air, beams of light flickered as Beidu Clan’s guards moved to apprehend Zuo Dao. Although these guards were also from Eternal Abyss, their strength paled in comparison to Northern Crossing Qing’s; they were far from being commonplace.
Zuo Dao did not rush to counterattack; he could tell that those attacking were using Beidu First Clan’s Cultivation Method. Though there were variations, The Essence Remains Unchanged Despite Variations. The techniques of immortals were not easy to master, and these individuals—including Northern Crossing Qing—were likely practicing simplified versions.
Though these guards were somewhat weaker, they still unleashed bursts of Spirit Energy as they fought. Any casual strike landing on solid ground would undoubtedly spell disaster.
Fortunately, Northern Crossing Star was sturdy enough, and the battle took place in mid-air. At this moment, Zuo Dao had sheathed his weapons and engaged his opponents barehanded. This was only possible because he had restrained his power to create a barely even playing field.
North Crossing Xiqin's expression grew increasingly grim; those sent to capture Zuo Dao were his trusted subordinates. However, given the current situation on the battlefield, capturing that White-Clad Monk would take quite some time.
From his observations, Zuo Dao’s displayed strength had already reached an above-average realm within their family. Yet even so, it was hard to believe he could hold out for so long against his guards.
After waiting for what felt like an eternity, the battle in the sky continued unabated, and Zuo Dao showed no signs of fatigue.
The clash of their strikes echoed like thunder, illuminating the sky. More and more local cultivators noticed the disturbance above, with some daring to float into the air to see what was happening.
The three bodyguards of North Crossing Xiqin were having a rough time. As a prominent family on Northern Crossing Star, very few dared to challenge their authority. The guards trained by these families typically engaged in friendly sparring as their only form of practice. When it came to real combat, aside from their Robber Monk realm, they had little to show for themselves.
Despite the dazzling display of battle in the sky, North Crossing Xiqin realized that his guards were incapable of subduing their opponent. However, backing down would be a blow to his pride. It would be a laughingstock for a member of the esteemed Beidu Family to personally take down an individual.
If he didn’t step in, who else could possibly handle the situation? Relying on Northern Crossing Qing would undoubtedly be an even bigger joke.
As he pondered his next move, more cultivators gathered in the sky, most of whom belonged to top-tier forces from Northern Crossing Star.
These individuals held little regard for the Beidu Clan. If it weren’t for their ancestors' illustrious reputation and the necessity of their presence on Northern Crossing Star, they would have likely been reduced to nothing by now.
Since it was the other party's business at hand, they decided to watch the spectacle. However, after observing for a long time, they noticed that the White-Clad Monk at the center was remarkably resilient. Nearly three incense sticks had burned down, yet he was still engaged with three opponents without showing any signs of defeat; even his aura remained unchanged.
In contrast, the three bodyguards from Northern Crossing Family had already consumed countless pills to replenish their spiritual energy during the fight.
Although it wasn’t as direct as battling Northern Crossing Qing, North Crossing Xiqin gleaned some insights into the intricacies of Northern Crossing’s cultivation methods from observing their attacks. He continuously refined and developed his understanding throughout the battle.
At first, North Crossing Xiqin thought he had discerned something significant and was about to place blame on Northern Crossing Qing for passing their family’s cultivation methods to outsiders. However, upon turning around, he noticed that Qing’s expression was fluctuating—filled with surprise, fear, and even a hint of joy—which abruptly halted his thoughts.
At this moment, Zuo Dao was completely absorbed in his own world. The cultivation method passed down from the immortal lineage indeed possessed extraordinary qualities; whether in terms of power utilization or meridian operation, it far surpassed contemporary cultivation methods.
As Zuo Dao comprehended these principles, he began to translate his newfound understanding into action. With every gesture and movement, he subtly exuded an aura reminiscent of Northern Crossing Lineage.
Only then did North Crossing Xiqin understand why Northern Crossing Qing bore such an expression. He had just intended to criticize Qing for sharing their family’s cultivation methods with outsiders. But now it was clear to anyone with eyes that Qing was learning through practical experience in battle. What kind of talent must one possess to achieve such mastery?
As he observed the increasingly smooth movements of his opponent, it became clear to North Crossing Xiqin that it wouldn't be long before they fully integrated the newly learned techniques. Unable to watch any longer, he shouted, "Stop!" and rushed into the Battle Formation, intending to separate the two sides. In his mind, no matter how formidable the opponent was, they could not possibly match him; all he needed to do was interrupt their focus.
However, aside from his shout, the battle did not cease; if anything, it intensified. It was only when North Crossing Xiqin intervened that he understood the reason behind it.
His subordinates were not unwilling to stop; they simply couldn't. The entire battlefield had fallen under the opponent's control. His involvement only accelerated their opponent's comprehension, making it impossible for him to halt the fight even if he wanted to.
Zuo Dao was leading the three with overwhelming force, compelling them to move in sync with his own actions. North Crossing Xiqin’s entry was precisely what Zuo Dao desired.
The maturity of Zuo Dao's offense and defense was becoming increasingly evident. As for the Cultivation Method of the Beidu First Clan, he mostly used it as a reference and inspiration; any one of his own Cultivation Methods held considerable power, but he struggled to integrate them.
This wasn't just a matter of perspective; experience played a significant role as well. He was like a moving treasure trove filled with coveted secrets that most people could only dream of.
Yet, he was merely a manager, a facilitator, not a user. The arrival of Northern Crossing provided him with an opportunity to learn in a more systematic manner.
Although a master leads one to the door, personal cultivation is ultimately up to the individual. However, once one reaches a certain height, self-cultivation can become akin to reinventing the wheel; what emerges will always be something unrecognizable.
At this moment, Northern Crossing Qing's shock had faded. What he saw in Zuo Dao was a fresh understanding of the Northern Crossing Cultivation Method, insights that would forever remain beyond his reach.
Finally, unable to hold back any longer, he let out a long howl and joined the Battle Formation.
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