Chapter 854 Spirit Devour Genesis Mark (1/2)

The days flowed past, and the Heaven Flame Ritual gradually approached.

The four pavilions grasped every second they could to train. Under this calm, secret undercurrents flowed.

Due to Zhou Yuan’s appearance, the Wind Pavilion radiated with new life over the past few months, their fame and strength growing each day. However, the better life was for the Wind Pavilion, the worse it grew for the Fire Pavilion.

The Mark Capturing Rune was completely defeated by the four Mother Runes, causing their sales to plummet tremendously. In turn, the Fire Pavilion’s greatest source of income was now lost, and their previously envious treatment and benefits steadily fell little by little. This drew numerous complaints from the Fire Pavilion, resulting in a substantial blow to Lu Xiao’s reputation.

With regards to this, Lu Xiao’s response was rather cunning. He continuously sent out people to sway public opinion, directing their anger towards Zhou Yuan.

This tactic achieved some success. After all, Zhou Yuan had indeed hurt the Fire Pavilion’s benefits. Hence, nearly every member of the Fire Pavilion was filled with rage at Zhou Yuan. The anger boiled in their hearts, readying them to unleash a brutal counter attack on the Wind Pavilion in the subsequent Heaven Flame Ritual as a form of revenge on him.

After all, although the Wind Pavilion was slowly growing in strength, the current strongest of the four pavilions was still their Fire Pavilion.

The Heaven Flame Ritual was also a compet.i.tion based on the overall power of each pavilion. As such, the outcome was already self-evident.

This time, the Fire Pavilion would wash away their shame. It was the best chance for them to show Zhou Yuan who was the real boss of the four pavilions!

Several thousand Spirits were orderly standing in the sky, creating a rather impressive sight.

Zhou Yuan’s Spirit also stood in the air, powerful Spirit undulations pulsing from his body. His Spirit was nearly as corporeal as a real person. If the several thousand Spirits were fireflies, Zhou Yuan’s Spirit would be as dazzling as the moon.

Zhou Yuan’s Spirit grasped a giant azure flag, waving it with vigour and enthusiasm.

Bzzbzz!

Several thousand Spirits released a pulse of energy as numerous foot-long Spirit needles appeared. The few thousand needles were quite similar although some were a little brighter and others a little dimmer. A chill filled the surrounding area.

“Attack!”

In the next instant, several thousand Spirit needles shot forward, converging into a giant torrent. s.p.a.ce trembled violently as they pa.s.sed, emitting an ear-piercing shriek. The Spirit of anyone who was struck would immediately shatter to pieces.

The river of needles swam in the air like a giant illusory dragon. It was honestly quite a magnificent attack.

After training for two hours, Zhou Yuan gave a faint nod of approval. The hard work invested over the past half a month had finally given the Wind Pavilion’s Spirit formation some semblance of power; though, Zhou Yuan would only describe these offensive Spirit needles as crude.

However, as the saying went, nothing could stand before absolute power. In the face of this giant river of Spirit needles, even a Transformative stage Spirit like Zhou Yuan’s would have to evade. It wouldn’t dare to take such a force on directly.

“What a pity. If they had some mastery of Genesis Runes, we could use our Spirits to draw Genesis Runes, maximizing the power of everyone’s Spirits. Several thousand people attacking together would force even a Heavenly Sun stage expert to flee.” A sliver of regret flitted across Zhou Yuan’s eyes.

But he also understood that such thinking was too ideal. The art of Genesis Runes was both broad and profound, making it extremely difficult to study and comprehend. After all, not everyone could focus on Genesis Qi cultivation while not neglecting Genesis Rune study such as him.

While praising himself, Zhou Yuan seemed to have forgotten that if not for Yaoyao’s strictness and constant guidance on Genesis Rune cultivation, he would probably be in a similar situation as the Wind Pavilion members. He was merely a pot calling the kettle black.

Zhou Yuan’s Spirit descended from the air, merging back into his body.

Beside him, Yi Qiushui joyfully remarked, “The training seems to be quite effective.”

Ye Bingling also gave a small nod of agreement as a slight smile rose from the corners of her mouth.

However, Zhou Yuan shook his head as he gazed at the numerous Wind Pavilion members. “This is far from enough to contend with the Fire Pavilion.”

Yi Qiushui and Ye Bingling sighed helplessly. After all, the overall strength of the Fire Pavilion completely eclipsed the weak Wind Pavilion, leaving them at an absolute disadvantage. The Wind Pavilion’s goal for the upcoming Heaven Flame Ritual was not to cross swords with the Fire Pavilion but to do all they could to obtain a little Heavenly Sun Fire.

Zhou Yuan stared at the air in deep thought. On the Fire Pavilion side, just the number of Corporeal stage Spirits alone was nearly six hundred, and no one knew how many advanced Illusory stage cultivators there were. Both quality and quant.i.ty far surpa.s.sed the Wind Pavilion’s.

In the face of such a powerful force, even Zhou Yuan did not feel confident despite achieving initial mastery in the Spirit Lantern Art. Given his understanding of Lu Xiao, the aforementioned would most likely come at Zhou Yuan with his full power this time after suffering at Zhou Yuan’s hands previously.

Behind Lu Xiao was the Heavenly Spirit Sect. Zhou Yuan could not predict what kind of aid they would give.

He needed to be on guard.

However, reaching this level of coordination was already the limit of the Wind Pavilion. It was not possible to raise their Spirit mastery any further within a short period of time.

But this was not the first time Zhou Yuan had such thoughts. Over the past few days, he had been wracking his brains to come up with some kind of tactic or idea. However, his efforts had been fruitless, leaving him no choice but to inwardly sigh. Even a clever housewife could do nothing without the right tools.

Zhou Yuan sighed in his heart. He grasped the mottled Heavenly Yuan Brush and used its snow-white hairs to scratch his forehead. With how weak the Wind Pavilion was, he was under tremendous pressure as the wind pavilion master, feeling as if he had to do everything by himself.