Chapter 25: The Fireball Technique Shows Its Power

And so, as Wei Changhai raised his large saber, the atmosphere at the scene quieted down in an instant.

Even the sounds of the protective squad and pirates still fighting on the other side quieted down significantly.

"Kill them all!" Following Wei Changhai's fierce shout, his saber swung down ruthlessly, and he led those innate martial artists behind him, charging towards Fang Yun's side.

The nine elders of the Fang Family, also showing no fear, formed a formation with each other and charged towards the opposite side as well.

In the blink of an eye, only Fang Yun was left at the original spot.

As both sides clashed together, the force of the innate true qi collided with dazzling bursts of light.

Wave after wave of air surged, forcing the protective squad and pirates fighting on the nearby shore to dodge to the side to avoid being swept into the battle of the innate martial artists.

Fang Yun took a deep breath, steadied his spirit, then looked towards the innate martial artists fighting each other.

He knew he had to take action quickly; otherwise, the nine elders, with only so many of them, definitely wouldn't be able to withstand the siege of so many innate martial artists.

At a glance, because the nine elders had formed a circular formation, the 25 pirate innate martial artists could only circle around from the outside, forming another larger ring.

Because of the limited range of the circle, roughly 10 innate martial artists could only wait on the outskirts, looking for an opportunity to rush in or replace those inside.

And these 10 innate martial artists were exactly who Fang Yun was targeting.

Thus, a fire attribute spirit talisman appeared in Fang Yun's hand, and with a slight turn of mana within his body, the fire attribute spirit talisman immediately lit up.

Then, a fluctuation suddenly emitted from the talisman, and Fang Yun instantly understood that it was the direction guiding method within the spirit talisman.

In other words, after casting, the spirit talisman could actually fly under the influence of the spirit.

Not like he had imagined, where you activate it with mana and then simply throw it out.

Thus, Fang Yun intuitively probed into the spirit talisman with his spirit, then glanced at the group of innate martial artists huddled together.

The spirit talisman immediately flew towards them at great speed, burning rapidly in mid-flight, then forming a fist-sized, deep red fireball.

Those innate martial artists in the crowd only felt a wave of heat rushing towards them, and before they could turn around, the fireball landed among them.

Then, like a rocket, it exploded.

In just an instant, five or six people were blasted flying away, and the rest were instantly engulfed in raging flames.

This huge commotion made the fighting innate martial artists and the protective squad on the other side all stop their combat.

Turning their gaze towards Fang Yun, who was still at the other end of the beach.

"Cultivator, has your Fang Family actually cultivated a new cultivator so quickly?" Wei Changhai said incredulously while looking at Fang Yun.

Fang Yun did not answer his question, instead glancing at those innate martial artists desperately diving into the sea covered in flames,

As well as those blasted away and lying motionless.

Regardless of whether these people were dead or not, they were certainly out of the fight.

Just with this one attack, he had directly incapacitated nearly half of the opposing pirates' fighting force.

Fang Yun was particularly satisfied with the power of the spirit talisman in his hand.

However, it was clear that just one spirit talisman wasn't enough to completely rout these pirates.

Thus, another fire attribute spirit talisman appeared in his hand.

"Elders, get out of the way!" Fang Yun announced, then with a flash of light from the talisman in his hand, another fireball transformed and flew towards Wei Changhai's side.

Aiming to directly take out the leader of the pirates.

The Fang Family's elders, hearing Fang Yun's words, immediately ran to the other side.

So as not to affect Fang Yun's spirit talisman.

Wei Changhai, being targeted by Fang Yun, saw the fireball flying towards him and his face turned pale with fright.

He knew that with his strength, he had no hope of withstanding such a fireball.

Therefore, he desperately exercised his martial movements, leaping towards the sea while dodging the fireball.

At the same time, he shouted, "Daoist Qingmu, please save my life!"

In response to Wei Changhai's fleeing action, Fang Yun merely locked his gaze onto his silhouette and then slightly adjusted with his spirit.

The fireball, like a homing missile, struck Wei Changhai's back with extreme speed.

He didn't even have the time to scream before he was obliterated into pieces by the exploding fireball.

Fang Yun shook his head in regret; those innate martial artists around Wei Changhai had already sensed trouble and ran off when Fang Yun asked the elders to move away, resulting in the fireball technique only killing Wei Changhai alone.

It was somewhat of a waste.

Afterward, Fang Yun fixed his gaze on a frail middle-aged scholar who leaped from the large ship back onto the beach.

Presumably, this person was the Daoist Qingmu mentioned by Wei Changhai.

Unexpectedly, even with such a great advantage in numbers, they had still called upon a cultivator for aid.

Such caution they had.

Daoist Qingmu looked at the destruction caused by Fang Yun's two castings of the fireball technique.

His expression was somewhat solemn; he knew that if he didn't appear, not many of those present would be able to return.

It seems the Fang Family, a cultivation family with a heritage of hundreds of years, had cultivated a new cultivator so quickly even after the previous generation of cultivators had only passed away two years ago.

But looking at the Fang Family's cultivator, he seemed to have just started practicing not long ago.

He probably didn't possess much strength; the main threat was those talismans in his hand.

Luckily, since the Fang Family's cultivator had just started practicing, he wouldn't dare to face a cultivator who had been training for a longer time too carelessly.

Fang Yun, facing Daoist Qingmu, was unaware of the inner thoughts of the Daoist.

However, facing the first cultivator he had encountered crossing over, Fang Yun did not dare to act rashly either.

The main issue was, he did not know the level of cultivation of the person in front of him; whether it was the first layer of qi refinement he had speculated or a stronger second layer of qi refinement.

Just by looking at the surface and without a way to detect cultivation levels, he couldn't really tell Daoist Qingmu's realm.

Perhaps this was a weakness due to the lack of proper inheritance.

As the two of them sized each other up and confronted one another.

The innate martial artists on both sides also began to slowly separate, then stood behind their respective cultivators.

The protective squad and the pirates on the other side, seeing the main battlefield had ceased combat, also stopped fighting.

Then, they withdrew to both sides.

Consequently, the focus of the scene was centered on Fang Yun and Daoist Qingmu.