When Luo Qingyu heard Yang Bi asking about Huo Xuan, he smiled and said, "Senior Martial Brother Huo must have encountered some enemies along the way, that's why he hasn't arrived yet."
Yang Bi was surprised and asked, "If that's the case, why didn't the both of you seek help?"
Luo Qingyu said casually, "Senior Martial Brother Huo is the top ten disciples of our Qincang School. His mana and supernatural powers are better than mine and Senior Martial Brother Zhong's. He should be able to handle his opponents. I have already sent a letter to contact him. I believe he will come after a while."
Yang Bi was puzzled and asked, "If Fellow Daoist Huo Xuan was besieged by the disciples of the Devil's Doctrine …"
Zhong Muqing turned his gaze and said, "Senior Martial Brother Huo is not stupid. If he was besieged, how could he not seek help from the Golden Sword Sect? The more there is no news, the more it means that he is fine."
Yang Bi could hear the sarcasm in his words and could not help but feel slightly embarrassed.
Luo Qingyu noticed his unnatural expression and laughed, "Earlier on, I saw fellow Daoists from the four sects coming up to the Star Stone together. Could it be that the two of you have not seen any traces of fellow Daoists from the other sects along the way?"
Yang Bi sighed and said, "To be honest, not long after my wife and I arrived, we encountered the disciple of the Nether Spring Sect, Feng Haiyang. The two of us, together with the disciples of Taihao, Mount Lishan, and Nanhua, thought that we would be able to take him down. However, we did not expect his Dao supernatural powers to be so amazing and his mana to be so high. Other than my wife and I, the other fellow Daoists from the three sects … have either died or escaped."
His words caused Zaizhong and Luo Yunyang to reveal astonished expressions. Zhang Yan's eyes also flickered for a moment.
Zhong Muqing frowned and asked, "Is Feng Haiyang that powerful?"
Yang Bi said very seriously, "I have not spoken the slightest bit of falsehood."
Zhu Xin saw that the people from Qincang School did not speak and it was obvious that they still had doubts about this.
She knew that even if a disciple of a great sect that had existed for over ten thousand years like Hai Cang treated the two of them rather amiably, he might not think highly of them. Thus, the weight of his words was much lighter, so she couldn't help but sigh and stand out as well. She said, "Although my wife and I are not as powerful as fellow Daoists, we will not purposely elevate this person to cover our incompetence."
Luo Qingyu smiled and said, "Madam Yang. You and Fellow Daoist Yang are both talented disciples of the Yuan Yang Sect, so we can trust you. Since you and your wife have been fighting with this man for quite some time, why don't you tell us about his magical abilities? If we run into him next time, we won't be in a mess. "
Yang Bi hurriedly said, "Of course."
The whereabouts of the Yuxiao school disciples were still unknown, and Shaoqing Sect's Xun Huaiying was nowhere to be found. Based on the current situation, it seemed that only by relying on the Qincang School could they obtain Jun Yang's Spiritual Essence, so they didn't hide anything. They told him everything that had happened during the fight in detail, especially Feng Haiyang's strange and unpredictable Death Substitution Technique.
Luo Qingyu and Zhong Muqing's expressions turned solemn. If they couldn't break the Death Substitution Technique, even if they encountered this person, they wouldn't be able to deal with him.
After listening, Zhang Yan thought to himself, "The disciples of the four sects only encountered Feng Haiyang. That's interesting. Just Now, Lu Muqiu of the Huncheng Sect escaped from here. Yan Huixin of the Jiuling Sect and Gao Ruowang of the Blood Soul Sect have already been killed by me. Senior Brother Huo hasn't arrived yet, so he must have encountered the disciples of the Devil Sect. The person who is fighting with him must be either Yuchi Yun or Xu Niangzi. "
Northwest of the Star Stone. About 400 miles away from the middle road, Xu Niangzi stood on a white jade ganoderma. She held a six-hole pottery xun in her hands and put it to her lips to play. Her fingers danced, playing up and down. But every time she played, there was no sound, only wisps of dense smoke came out.
This was the supernatural power of the Origin Mirage Sect, called "Time Like a Year". Anyone who was enveloped by this Qi would be dragged into the mirage without needing to invade the body. All kinds of illusions would be created, causing one's mind to be bewitched and their vitality to gradually lose until their spirit, Qi, and spirit were all lost.
What was more amazing was that this technique could not only trigger the seven emotions and six desires of the opponent, but it could also create powerful enemies to attack the cultivator. If the opponent was killed by the enemy in the illusion, a part of their mana and spirit would be taken away, becoming the owner of the technique.
This cloud of smoke covered a radius of more than a hundred miles. Even with the Mirage Qi that Xu Niangzi had cultivated in her chest, she still couldn't create such a big movement. She was only able to do it by relying on the treasured puppet in her hand that was given by the sect.
In the Mirage Qi, Huo Xuan stood with his eyes closed. His body was as straight as a javelin, and his will was especially strong. He had already defeated three powerful enemies that were created by the illusion, and now he was fighting with the fourth.
Xu Niangzi was drenched in sweat at this moment, and she was short of breath. Her face was pale, and her entire body was lightly trembling. Obviously, her mana was about to be exhausted.
Fighting in the illusory realm wasn't harmful to her. Every time an illusion was killed, it was equivalent to cutting off a part of her soul. If this person was killed as well, even if she didn't die, she would be exhausted and wouldn't have the strength to fight back.
But what made her even more uneasy was that she had already barely held on for an hour, but she still couldn't sense anything in her heart, and she couldn't help but feel anxious.
She took out a red medicinal pill from her pouch and put it under her tongue. She slightly gathered her spirit and called out in her mind.
However, after ten minutes, there was still no response. Just as she was hesitating whether to ignore Huo Xuan and retreat by herself, she heard Lu Muqiu's tired voice in her heart and said, "I have just escaped from a dangerous situation. Junior Sister Xu, please hold on for a while longer. Wait for me to cast a spell to move you here."
Hearing this, Xu Niangzi's beautiful eyes lit up, and she slightly cheered up. With a light shout, she squeezed out a little more mana, puffed her cheeks, and blew, forcing out a strand of greyish white Mirage Qi from the treasured xun, and it blended into the mist.
After a dozen breaths, she saw a flag descending from the sky, fluttering within fifty feet in front of her, and the door inside was wide open.
Xu Niangzi's heart was relieved. As long as she entered the flag, there was no need to fight with this great enemy in front of her. However, she couldn't immediately retreat at this time. Otherwise, once Huo Xuan woke up from the illusion, he would definitely come to kill her at the first moment. If she fought with this person head-on, she was definitely not his opponent.
She frowned and thought for a while. She stood up and stomped on the ground. The Snow Jade Ganoderma under her feet flew up, and she silently made a gesture. The ganoderma suddenly grew taller, and the ganoderma's cover also grew bigger and bigger. Just Now, it stopped when it reached the size of a thousand feet.
Seeing the ganoderma was surrounded by clouds and mist, emitting a deep auspicious light, she couldn't help but lightly sigh of relief. With this treasure blocking for a moment, even if Huo Xuan broke out of the Mirage Realm, she would be fine.
This blood ganoderma was a gift from a good friend of hers, and it had been with her for a hundred years. It had the effect of calming one's heart and mind, which was greatly beneficial to cultivation. In times of crisis, it could also be used to resist the attack of magic weapons. She loved it very much. If she still had mana in her body, she would definitely take it with her. Although it was a pity to give it up like this, it was still better than losing her life here.
Finally, she reluctantly looked at the ganoderma, stood up, and used the last bit of mana to withdraw her supernatural power. She flew up with the help of the wind and jumped into the flag.
However, before she could reach the banner, she heard a clear and melodious sound. Although it was not sharp, her head seemed to have been fiercely struck by a sledgehammer. She let out a shrill cry as blood sprayed from her eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, and she fell backwards.
Before her body fell, a coiled dragon golden spear flew out from the Mirage Qi and pierced through the ganoderma like a piece of paper. With another crack, it pierced under her right rib and came out from her left waist. The huge force carried by the spear sent her body flying out until she was nailed on a mountain rock. Just Now, she stopped.
At the same time, the flag seemed to be hit by something invisible. The flag trembled and let out a wail before shattering immediately.
On a high cliff a thousand miles away, Lu Muqiu was originally sitting cross-legged on the ground. He felt a sweetness in his throat and spurted out a mouthful of blood, staining the front of his shirt. He couldn't help but exclaim, "Nine Mountains Pure Sound?"
He covered his mouth and coughed twice, revealing a bitter smile on his face. His flag was broken, and in a short period of time, besides himself, no one else would be able to use the supernatural power of teleportation.
Within the Mirage Qi, a gust of strong wind slowly revolved. Everywhere it passed, the haze was dispersed, and the thick mist gradually dispersed as well. Huo Xuan's sleeves hung at his sides as he walked out slowly.
Although he was dragged into the Mirage Realm, he'd used it to temper his will and state of mind after successively killing a few enemies, and he'd obtained great benefits instead.
When he came out, he looked at the surroundings in a very composed manner, and only after confirming that there were no enemies nearby did he look towards Xu Niangzi.
Because this woman was nailed by the Great Sun Dragon Sparrow Spear, even her spirit couldn't escape, so she wasn't dead yet. Blood flowed from the corners of her mouth as she looked at Huo Xuan with her beautiful eyes, and she sighed sadly. "If I don't retreat, how would I know the outcome of the battle?"
Huo Xuan said in a low voice, "It was just a good dream, so how could it disturb my state of mind?"
After he finished speaking, the golden-red cloud above his head spun and released a ball of scorching fire. With a bang, it landed on the mountain top, and Xu Niangzi's body and spirit were completely incinerated.
Huo Xuan identified the direction, leaped up, and immediately transformed into a blazing golden flame that tore through the sky and flew towards the Star Stone Road.
After traveling for a moment, he suddenly saw a letter floating in front of him. He immediately stopped and stretched out his hand to receive it. He opened it and read it, nodded, and casually destroyed the letter. Then, he flew forward again. After almost an hour, he saw a beautiful flying peak in front of him, and a few familiar figures were waiting there.
He was just about to go forward and greet them when he suddenly heard a loud noise that seemed like a myriad of tides rushing by his ears. He looked over in surprise, and his eyes narrowed.
At the southeast of the Star Stone, there was a stream of black water that floated above the surface of the sky, and countless flying mountains that were thousands of meters in size revolved and danced madly along with it. It looked like gravel in a storm, and there were even rays of black light that flew out in all directions, and the impetus was extremely shocking.
Huo Xuan's expression was incomparably solemn. Such a phenomenon was obviously the result of someone making great progress in cultivation and breaking through a bottleneck, and it caused the spiritual energy in this place to become chaotic. When a disciple of the Profound Sect broke through, there was absolutely no such violent phenomenon, so it could only be someone from the Devil Sect.
He looked at the surging river that was pitch black like ink, and he already knew who it was.
"Ocean of Wind!"
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