Walker Of The Worlds

The deaths of so many members of the northern tribes early on was not acceptable to the elders. By now they had lost nearly 40% of their numbers, which was far more than they had ever expected.

They knew that a war would ensue some time after they entered the Great Zhou Continent. Even if it was not right away, there would certainly be a reaction some time later from the southerners.

And this would inevitably lead them to lose their people.

But losing them right at the cusp of entry was simply unthinkable to them. And that too without any of the southerners actually suffering either. It was one of the worst insults that could have been delivered to them.

"ENOUGH!" Master White Mountain could not take it anymore and made a few hands seals, erecting a dome around the army.

~RUMBLE~

Ice rose like saplings sprouting from the ground and twirled around the northern tribesmen, forming a large dome that not only defended from the incoming swords, but also repelled the ones that were already there.

All the weaker swords were pushed back almost instantly and only those that were either mid grade or high grade were still holding their ground. The short sword even managed to carve out a part of the ice dome before it was forcefully blasted away by an icicle.

"DIE!" The Master White Mountain shouted as he sent serveral palm imprints towards where he had sensed the sword intent from.

After all, Lin Mu's sword intent was oppressive for most and could be felt easily. It was like a beacon of light shining in the darkest of nights.

~BOOM!~

But before the attacks could reach Lin Mu, they were stopped. In fact, the attacks had not even reached the barrier, they were stopped by the Centennial Sword Ancestor. He himself had jumped in front and nullified the attacks with a flick of the sword.

No damage was done and the force was only reversed.

"Attacking juniors now? Even being a tribal, you must have some honor, right?" The Centennial Sword Ancestor taunted.

You southerners are not worthy of that." Master White Mountain

see… Then I must force you then." The Centennial

~HUMM~

turbulent winds shook the area. Even the barrier started to tremble and crack under it, and this was

Splitter!" Centennial Sword Ancestor

~WOONG~ WOONG~ WOONG~

were done, but only one was performed. The ten slashes rained down upon Master White Mountain, who

The Centennial Sword

kept up his tempo and continued to use his sword skill, not letting Master White Mountain have

later, the two Immortal Ascension realm cultivators had traveled over a hundred

Time to join in ourselves!" Lin Mu

members

to the Northern Tribe's army as the alliance joined the

were surprised at

same number of experts as

leveled cultivators among them

have an open battle." Elder Niu

a huge mace from his spatial storage treasure,

yelled as the mace exploded with

ELDERS!" The commanders

northern tribes moved, and the

~SHING~ SHING~ SHING~

sword intent once more and the hundreds of swords all

they could reach

before the attack could