PS: This chapter was written yesterday and will be updated at night.
Yan Huixin also guessed that Lu Muqiu might play some tricks, but he didn't expect that the latter would actually send him to Zhang Yan. It was obvious that Lu Muqiu wanted to force him to fight to the death.
Before he could curse out loud, Lu Muqiu's voice resounded in his mind again, "Senior Martial Brother Yan, hold on for a while. When my mana recovers slightly, you can find another opportunity to escape. Then, I can transfer you out."
Yan Huixin swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth. No matter whether Lu Muqiu's words were true or false, he had no choice at this moment. He said hatefully in his heart, "Lu Muqiu, if I can get out of here alive, I will not let you go!"
He activated the incantation, and with a loud sound, a black flag that was about sixty feet tall rose up behind him. On the flag, there were the sun, moon, stars, birds, beasts, insects, and fish. The beast on the flag opened its mouth and spat out a green light. Immediately, a strong man with a face full of dragon beard appeared. He was like an iron tower, and he was wearing a thin armor made of fish scales. He held a long blade with a ghost head, and he looked extremely mighty. After he came out, he shook his body, and with a roar, he immediately summoned a strong wind and blocked the path of the sword light.
Although Zhang Yan was flying on the sword, he still paid attention to the movements around him. He originally planned to go to the Star Stone Road, but when he saw Yan Huixin suddenly appearing in front of him, as if to stop him, he immediately stopped the sword light. He took a look and said, "So it's Zhenren Yan here."
After he killed Gao Ruowang, he obtained another Talisman Decree. Including the one he temporarily left with Elder Shen, he now had four talismans in his possession. If he had the chance, he wouldn't mind obtaining another one. Glancing at the muscular man, he could tell that he was a Demonic Cultivator.
He smiled slightly, and a ray of water rose under his feet. It turned into a huge wave and rushed out, immediately blocking the man. The sword light suddenly swept over. The strong man hurriedly raised the divine weapon in his hand and was about to block it when Zhang Yan stretched out his hand and pointed. A thin ray of golden light flew out from the strong cloud and circled around the field. The strong man stood for a moment in a daze, then his body tilted. His head fell from his neck, and with a surge of the wave below, it disappeared without a trace.
Yan Huixin released the man. However, he was killed by Zhang Yan in the blink of an eye, which gave him a huge fright. He immediately knew that Zhang Yan was even more difficult to deal with than Zhou Huang.
He hated Lu Muqiu even more. If it wasn't for his real body being here, he would have been able to transform into a spirit and possess his body, which would have been enough to unleash sixty to seventy percent of the demon spirit's abilities when he was alive. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been broken so easily.
However, there was no time to think too much about the Battle Formation. After thinking for a moment, he extinguished the thought and began to form hand seals again.
There were sixteen stars behind the banner. Each star contained a devil spirit. Although he was a Yuanying cultivator, there were not many Yuanying cultivators in the world for him to subdue. Other than the six of them, the rest were only Core Formation cultivators.
He was not bad. For example, the elders of the Jiuling Sect, because they had been suppressed by the Xuanmen for thousands of years, did not dare to be too presumptuous in the Donghua Continent. They could only go to other continents to refine devil spirits. It was only now that the Devil Tribulation was gradually rising that they dared to act. Even so, they could only refine two or three people at most.
In the battle between Yan Huixin and Zhou Huang, four of the six devil spirits had been killed, and his strength was greatly reduced. That was why he was unwilling to fight with Zhang Yan. Now that another one had been killed, there was only a few left, but it was the last thing he could rely on to survive.
It was just that this devil spirit was a little special. Ever since he had obtained it, he had never asked for it. However, the situation now was critical, and he did not have much time to think. He gritted his teeth and with a shake of his hand, he threw out a fishing net. There were four blood bells hanging at the four corners, shaking rapidly. The moment the net flew into the air, it immediately stirred up a gust of wind and rain. Within each hole of the net, there seemed to be a person struggling, crying, and crying. Together with the sound of the bells, it created a horrifying sound.
This was the Thousand Spirits Life Seeking Star Knot. Its original body was a supreme treasure of the Jiuling Sect. Because it was broken by someone, a powerful cultivator in the sect caught a demon spider that could not transform for a thousand years and merged its fine silk into it. Finally, it was refined. It was extremely tough, and even divine weapons and flying swords could not cut it. There were also thousands of demons on it that could create illusions. If a cultivator was bound by it and lost control of their mind, their soul would be taken away, and they would become a walking corpse. If the owner took a liking to it, they would be kept in the banner and refined into a devil spirit.
After this magical treasure was spread out, it actually stretched out for seven to eight miles. From the looks of it, it could still stretch out endlessly.
Zhang Yan consecutively sent out several bolts of Purple Heaven Thunder. However, only a few of the demons were blown away, and the net was not damaged at all. Even when the sword light flew over, it could not cut it. He then took out the Five Spirits Hundred Carp Shuttle and pecked at it. However, he realized that it was also useless, and he could not help but feel surprised.
Luckily, this treasure flew slowly. As long as the cultivator's movement technique was not too bad, he would be able to avoid it if he dodged carefully. It was not a threat to him at all. After thinking for a while, he felt that there was no need to fight it head-on. He spread out his flying sword and rushed up into the clouds, preparing to go around it from a high place.
Yan Huixin also knew that this treasure wouldn't be able to trap Zhang Yan, so he was only using it to stall for time. He muttered an incantation, and after a while, he turned around and pointed at the moon pattern on the flag. A bright light immediately shone seven feet in front of him, and a young cultivator leisurely walked out from it.
This person had a good appearance. His skin was as warm as jade, and his eyes were clear. He was dressed in Daoist attire, and did not wear a crown on his head. After he came out, he did not have a consciousness like the demon spirits from before. He looked at Yan Huixin and said, "I remember that you're Fellow Daoist Song's disciple?"
Yan Huixin quickly cupped his hands and said, "Yes. I suddenly encountered a strong enemy today, and I hope that senior can help me. After this, I will let your wife's primordial spirit go out and reincarnate. If I go against this oath, I will be abandoned by the heavens and men."
The young cultivator smiled and said, "Back then, I volunteered to be on your master's flag, and I knew that this day would definitely come. I've finally waited for it."
He looked back and saw a sword light flying in the sky. His expression turned slightly serious, and he said, "Who is this person? Is he a Shaoqing disciple? "
Yan Huixin hurriedly said, "This person is from the Qincang School, and he's one of the top ten disciples."
The young cultivator seemed to have thought of something, and his interest was instantly piqued. He muttered to himself, "Back then, I fought with Chen Ziyi, one of the top ten disciples of the Qincang School. I wonder how capable this person is. I'll go and meet him later."
After he finished speaking, a golden light flashed above his head, and a sword plate flew out. He took a step forward and turned into a clear light, and went straight for Zhang Yan's escape light.
At the same time, at the southwest corner of the star stone, Feng Haiyang's gaze was deep, and he flew towards the middle road while riding on the rolling yellow smoke.
After knowing that Gao Ruowang was killed, he was already clear that the Devil Sect's previous arrangements were already useless. No matter how they tried to salvage the situation, it would still be full of loopholes. Thus, he allowed the Yang couple to escape, and did not put in any effort to chase after them.
Now, the Devil Sect seemed to have lost on the surface, but he still had a plan to salvage the situation. However, he did not have any confidence in this plan, so he did not tell anyone about it.
After traveling for a while, he suddenly stopped his escape light, and looked towards a flying peak with a burning gaze.
He saw a demon chasing something in the rock stream. At first glance, it looked like a pot, but upon closer inspection, it looked like a section of tree root. The roots were intertwined, and it looked extremely simple.
This thing was running in front, and the demon could not catch it no matter how hard it tried. Instead, it giggled like a child, as if it was playing with it.
Feng Haiyang's eyes shone with a strange light, and he took out the talisman from his sleeve. He activated his magic power, and it immediately emitted a bright light.
The pot was originally running happily, but when it felt the spiritual Qi on the talisman, it seemed to be very unhappy. It humphed a few times, twisted a few times, and stopped running. The demon came up to it and held it in its mouth.
Feng Haiyang summoned the demon, and then he extended his hand to grab the spiritual pot. He held it in front of his eyes, and saw that the pot was greenish-yellow in color, and it was hard and smooth. It looked like it was made of wood, but it was not, like it was made of jade, but it was not. There was a line of small words on it, and it said, "Able to contain the world". When he flipped it over, there was another line of words on the back, and it said, "Able to contain the world". It was exactly the same as what the elders in the sect had said. He could not help but smile, "It really is this thing."
He pondered for a while, and then he guided the talisman. The pot moved slightly, and from the mouth of the pot floated out a clear and bright ball of air. It hovered in the air, and with just one look, he felt his entire body become clear, and his spirit was greatly increased. He could not help but nod.
This was the "Qian Tian Jun Yang Essence". This ball of air seemed to be little, but it was actually quite a lot. If he brought it back to the sect, it would be a great contribution. If he wanted to build a cave in the future, this would be a great help.
However, compared to all the Qi in the pot, what he had in front of him was only a small amount.
He secretly sneered. Since he was here, he would take all the Qi in the pot, and not leave any for the people in Xuanmen!
However, his current cultivation level was still not enough to do so.
Although the Devil's Trial had started, Xuanmen was still powerful. Xun Huaiying, Huo Xuan, Zhang Yan, and Zhou Huang were not easy to deal with. If he were to fight them alone, he would be able to win. However, if they were to fight together, he could only retreat.
If he wanted to win against them, the only way was to step into the third level of Yuanying!
If he could do that, not only would his cultivation level increase greatly, he would be able to transform into the Dharmakaya of Yuanying on top of the High Cloud. The "Illusory Yin Water of Calamity" would also be able to cultivate the most powerful demon. It would be a piece of cake for him to wipe out all the disciples in Xuanmen.
His eyes slowly focused on the ball of Jun Yang Essence. If he returned to the sect and slowly refined this item, he would most likely be able to break through the gate in less than ten years.
However, the situation was urgent now. The people in Xuanmen could find this place at any time. He had to refine it in a very short period of time and swallow the Qi of Essence that was enough to last for ten years into his body. If he could not suppress it, he would definitely die on the spot and even his Primordial Spirit would not be able to survive.
If he succeeded, he would rise to the sky in a single step. If he failed, he would die and completely disappear from the world!
In the face of this life and death crisis, Feng Hai Yang was also hesitant. However, he was not an ordinary person after all. After hesitating for a moment, he decisively threw it aside. He looked up at the sky and prayed silently in his heart. He said, "The luck of Xuanmen is flourishing. If the Heaven's Will is with me, please help me, Feng Hai Yang, to break through the gate and achieve Xuangong."
As soon as he finished speaking, a clear brilliance burst out from his eyes. The three High Cloud above his head rotated and absorbed the wisp of Jun Yang Essence!
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