Incredible Sect Simulator

With such thoughts in mind, they wouldn’t make a move.

Not stepping in to assist those two black-robed Golden Core cultivators is already quite commendable.

"Thank you, fellow cultivator!"

Seeing Xuu Heyi stepping in to help, Zhao Tianxu wore a joyful expression, feeling somewhat confident.

Having one more Golden Core cultivator step in would greatly aid in the battle.

Xuu Heyi’s current power, having reached the eighth layer of the Golden Core stage, showed that he still had the ability to protect himself in battle.

He had also come to receive the Three Saints Divine Radiance Baptism. Seeing Zhao Tianxu and others in need of help, after weighing the situation, he decided to step in and assist.

With the addition of Xuu Heyi, the battle against the two black-robed Golden Core cultivators became somewhat difficult.

The two of them exchanged a glance. One of them gave a cold snort and decisively used magic to retract a sack-like magical artifact, withdrawing from the battle with Zhao Tianxu.

The other, being restrained by the attacking Xuu Heyi, only exchanged two moves before pulling away and flying towards the Thousand-Mile Mountain and River Painting.

"His target is still the treasure map!"

Xuu Heyi shouted, not wanting the two divine maidens in the painting to be whisked away.

The Cyan Cicada Divine Maiden was also in the painting. If whisked away, who would succeed as the new divine maiden?

From where would the Three Saints’ Divine Radiance come?

Would they have to wait for the next Divine Ceremony?

"Foolish delusion!"

Upon hearing Xuu Heyi’s reminder, Zhao Tianxu’s expression turned angry. He immediately wielded his flying sword, transforming into a rainbow, rapidly closing the distance to the Thousand-Mile Mountain and River Painting.

He swung his sword, releasing a burst of sword Qi that swept forcefully, intimidating surrounding cultivators from approaching.

Swish!

The black-robed Golden Core’s expression changed, forced to evade Zhao Tianxu’s sword, temporarily abandoning the grab for the Thousand-Mile Mountain and River Painting.

Zhao Tianxu’s interception succeeded, preparing to take the Thousand-Mile Mountain and River Painting away.

At this moment, a golden hand suddenly appeared, flying from the distant crowd, reaching straight for the Thousand-Mile Mountain and River Painting.

"What is this?!"

This sudden golden hand made Zhao Tianxu’s pupils contract.

While he was puzzled, the other three Golden Core cultivators of the Three Saints Sect were also taken aback.

Because at this moment, they were battling those two black-robed Golden Cores, and the opponent’s every move was in their sight. It was clear that they were not the ones who launched the golden hand.

On Xuu Heyi’s side as well, he hovered next to Zhao Tianxu, temporarily inactive.

This meant there was a third party eyeing the Thousand-Mile Mountain and River Painting!

"Who is there?!!!"

At this moment, Zhao Tianxu was truly furious.

The two black-robed Golden Cores had not yet been dealt with.

Now, another unexpected guest appeared, raising the tension of the battle.

This sudden attack was evidently premeditated, striking at the opportune moment.

So much so that neither Zhao Tianxu nor the black-robed Golden Cores anticipated this turn of events.

Trying to intercept was nearly impossible.

Even Li Beihuo, who had been watching all along, showed a look of anger upon seeing this development, thinking how can such a well-planned Divine Ceremony keep getting disrupted.

The crowd was also taken aback, seeing a second unexpected guest after the black-robed Golden Cores, with the posture suggesting an intent to whisk away the Thousand-Mile Mountain and River Painting.

"It’s time to stop."

Suddenly, a voice arose.

Before the crowd could follow the voice to find its source, the next moment, they only saw the golden hand near the Thousand-Mile Mountain and River Painting being frozen in mid-air, unable to move an inch.

This sight quieted the entire scene, as everyone clearly had no clue what had just happened.

The golden hand was immobilized in mid-air by a powerful force, unable to budge.

This scene made the initiator feel surprised, attempting to continue manipulating the golden hand to grab the Thousand-Mile Mountain and River Painting.

Lu Ping squinted his eyes. Seeing this person was still being obstinate and wished to continue, he immediately unleashed his magical power, focusing on the golden hand.

With a rumbling sound.

Under Lu Ping’s command, the golden hand was defenselessly dismantled and shattered in mid-air, exceedingly fragile.

The power of such an attack, witnessed by everyone, left them astonished.

"Who’s attacking?"

Li Beihuo asked in amazement, scanning the surroundings to find the person who intervened.

Not only him, but even Zhao Tianxu and several Golden Core cultivators were surprised by Lu Ping’s power, which could quietly disassemble the golden hand’s attack.

Could this intervening person also be a Golden Core cultivator?

At least at the peak of the Golden Core stage.

Within the crowd, the attacking Golden Core cultivator belonged to the Illusion God Sect, named He Tianqing.

He too had ambitions towards the Thousand-Mile Mountain and River Painting, secretly making his move.

Seeing his attack being dismantled, He Tianqing raised an eyebrow in surprise.

He grit his teeth secretly, determined to continue and seize the Thousand-Mile Mountain and River Painting.

With this thought, without any hesitation, he immediately exerted his full strength, raising his right hand to once again unleash the golden hand.

He stealthily made his move, altering his appearance and aura, making it impossible for his fellow sect members to recognize him.

Compared to last time, this time he attacked with full force, the unleashed golden hand more imposing, reaching the peak of the Golden Core stage.

"Who dares to be so insolent, still wanting to seize the Thousand-Mile Mountain and River Painting?"

Seeing He Tianqing attack again, Li Beihuo couldn’t help but mutter.

The surrounding cultivators still hadn’t figured out who previously intervened to dismantle the golden hand.

Now, seeing the golden hand reappear, they immediately erupted in amazement, shocked that this person dared to act so insolently once more.

Zhao Tianxu, Xuu Heyi, and other Golden Core cultivators, upon witnessing the golden hand reaching out, shimmering with brilliant golden light, all focused their attention.

Zhao Tianxu, along with a Three Saints Sect Golden Core cultivator, was ready to act and block the golden hand when, at this moment, a powerful force appeared, drawing their attention.

In full view, originating from Lu Ping, a force spread out, forming a sword light-like shape, striking directly towards the golden hand.

This seemingly unremarkable move, with a straightforward attack.

However, when this sword light-like force touched the golden hand, it was like a breeze blowing over a willow, with no sense of loud booming impact.

The golden hand abruptly froze in place, unable to move anymore.

Subsequently, everyone watched as the golden hand began to dissolve, like dust in the wind, disintegrating completely.

The entire process appeared utterly relaxed and elegant; just one strike silently dissolved this attack.