Feng Haiyang's "Dark Axe of Dark Dantian" could absorb the essence and blood of any cultivator it killed. However, after cutting Luo Qingyu in half, there was no benefit at all. Feng Haiyang immediately knew something was wrong. When he looked again, he saw that there was no blood coming out from the cut. Instead, there was a green color. His upper and lower body seemed to be pulled together and he looked as if nothing had happened. With a shout, he turned into a green light and flew away.
This was the supernatural power of "Void Qi of Life". It could regenerate a broken body and regenerate bones and flesh. Even if one's head was chopped off, it could be reattached. Therefore, this technique consumed a lot of mana. After Luo Qingyu used it, he had no more energy to fight and could only retreat from the battle.
Just as Feng Hai Yang was about to give chase, a ray of sword light suddenly flew towards him. It was as fast as lightning, and there was no way for him to dodge. In just a flash, his head had already been chopped off. The sword light went back and forth, and then it was divided into more than ten pieces. The severed body parts all fell into the water below, and suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Xun Huaiying used his mind's eye to stare at the water. At this moment, the outside world suddenly became silent. There was no sound and light. His mind suddenly became clear like a water mirror.
The One Thought Heart Sword was a secret skill of the Killing Sword Sect. It could sense the Qi and communicate with the spirit. As long as one could locate the enemy's whereabouts, one could kill the enemy with a single thought. If Feng Hai Yang wanted to show himself, he would definitely be triggered. When he showed himself again, it would be the time for him to strike with his sword.
It seemed like he had waited for a long time, but in reality, it was only a short moment. The sword pill suddenly shook violently and an undetectable spiritual vigor appeared in his mind.
Xun Huaiying opened his eyes and his mind moved. A cold sword will that could pierce through the sky filled the whole area.
At practically the exact same moment, a pool of Tribulation Water dispersed out of thin air three hundred and twenty meters away from him, and an inaudible shrill cry sounded out from within it.
As he struck with his sword, it was as if his spirit, Qi, and spirit were all sucked out. His body suddenly became empty and it was difficult for him to even fly in the air. He struggled to lift his eyes and looked forward. He saw that the demonic Qi of the water seemed to have lost control. It was slowly fading away.
Did it work?
Not only did Zhang Yan's expression not loosen up, it even became slightly solemn. That sword strike seemed to be effective, and even the Heaven and Earth Lock Technique had dissipated. However, he still felt that this great enemy was still there. At this time, his mind inexplicably jolted, and he turned around and shouted, "Fellow Daoist Xun, be careful!"
As soon as he finished speaking. A devil suddenly appeared beside Xun Huaiying. It opened its bloody mouth and bit at him while laughing maniacally.
Zhang Yan knew that he wouldn't be able to defend himself after he drew his sword. Since he had promised to protect him, he was prepared. With a flick of his finger, a drop of Xuanming Heavy Water flew out. With a "dang" sound, the demon was knocked back a few steps. At the same time, he waved his sleeves and a gale rose. It swept him several miles away.
Although he had gotten rid of this predicament, he still didn't dare to relax. He circulated his mana, and the cloud above his head suddenly trembled. Then, a grand water light spread out. It was like thousands of rivers and thousands of whirlpools, and it produced a boundless traction force. Even if there were treasures and devils attacking, it would still be able to slow them down.
At this moment, the water spun, and Feng Haiyang's figure appeared again. He stood on the water, and his clothes fluttered in the wind. He seemed to be completely fine. He stared at Xun Huaiying for a moment, and it was unknown what he was thinking. He revealed a reminiscing expression and sighed, "Daoist Xun, good sword technique."
There was a reason why he was able to avoid the Sword of One Thought.
When he fought with Ban Shaoming from the Shaoqing Sect in the past, Ban Shaoming used this sword in the end. However, Ban Shaoming didn't seem to be proficient in it at that time, and he couldn't control it as he pleased. Feng Haiyang was able to dodge it by luck, and he also saw some of its profundities. Thus, he was prepared in advance. If it wasn't for that, it would be hard to say the ending.
Huo Xuan's heart sank. At this moment, at least two of the four of them had lost their ability to fight, and it was practically impossible for them to kill this person. It seemed like they could only retreat from the Starstone.
Feng Haiyang suddenly smiled. He raised his hand, and three devils flew out from behind him, and they flew towards Huo Xuan, Zhang Yan, and Xun Huaiying. After that, he tapped his foot on the ground and flew up. He transformed into a strand of yellow smoke that tore through the sky and flew straight into the clouds. The direction he was pointing at was surprisingly the direction that Luo Qing Yu had retreated to earlier!
When he saw that Xun Huaiying had Zhang Yan's protection by her side, and that her mana couldn't recover in a short period of time, he decisively gave up the thought of killing her and turned to look for another prey. It could be said that he'd displayed his advantage of being able to come and go as he pleased, and he'd displayed his advantage of being unpredictable to the extreme.
This move was very sudden, and Zhang Yan couldn't get away from it for a while. Although Huo Xuan reacted to it, the opponent's Underworld Escaping Technique was too fast, and it was not inferior to the flying sword's light. Huo Xuan was also powerless, and within a breath or two, he was left far behind.
At this moment, a loud noise was heard from afar. The three of them turned around and saw a majestic palace with jade pillars. It was obvious that Luo Qing Yu had no choice but to summon the Great Lofty Cloud Palace in order to save his life.
Huo Xuan's expression changed. With Luo Qing Yu's current mana, he definitely wouldn't be able to hold on for long, and he had no choice but to catch up and help him. As he thought of this, he turned around and said, "It's useless to stay here any longer, Junior Brother Zhang, Fellow Daoist Xun, please leave quickly!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he activated his mana twice more, and transformed into a fiery golden rainbow, rushing towards them.
Xun Huaiying circulated her magic a few times, and regained some of her energy. She said to Zhang Yan in a serious tone, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, you don't have to worry about me, you can go and help Fellow Daoist Luo, I'll leave on my own."
Previously, the four of them had agreed that if his sword failed, they would give up on killing this person, and each of them would find a way to escape.
Zhang Yan shook his head and said, "Feng Haiyang is very good at making a ruckus, if I leave, he will definitely have some tricks up his sleeves. Since Fellow Daoist's mana isn't strong enough, why don't you leave first?"
Xun Huaiying thought for a while, and nodded, "Alright!"
He took out the talisman, and silently recited the incantation. With a slight movement, the last bit of mana left in his body dissipated.
Even so, he still stood straight and did not fall. He looked at Zhang Yan, and solemnly cupped his hands, and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, thanks to your protection, I'm still alive. If there's anything in the future, you can come to Shaoqing to look for me."
Zhang Yan nodded, and raised his hands to return the gesture.
At this moment, the talisman trembled, and a brilliant brilliance enveloped Xun Huaiying. Then, a pillar of golden light shot up, and instantly flew into the sky, disappearing without a trace.
Huo Xuan rushed to a mile away from the Cloud Tower, and he looked around. Feng Haiyang was nowhere to be seen, but layers of tribulation water surrounded him, crashing against the Cloud Tower's restriction. Seeing that the situation was urgent, he didn't take a closer look. He shook his body, and two clouds appeared above his head. One was lightning fire, and the other was metal wind. At the same time, they landed, blasting apart a portion of the tribulation water, and he charged into the inner circle.
The demons sensed the spiritual Qi of a living person's flesh and blood. They were like flies that smelled blood, and they swarmed out of the tribulation water, gathering toward Huo Xuan.
Huo Xuan's gaze shifted, and he understood. No matter how high his cultivation was, he wouldn't be able to last long under the siege of the seemingly endless demons. He was about to die here.
His expression was as calm as ever as he raised his hand, summoning the nine Great Sun Dragon Sparrow Spears into the air. He then pointed a finger forward, and the nine spears shot forth in quick succession, creating mountain-shattering sounds as they tore through all obstacles in their path. For a moment, nothing could stop him. Using the power of the talisman, he quickly reached the bottom of the Cloud Tower, and shouted, "Junior Brother Luo!"
As if he heard the shout. Once the restriction door opened, he shook his body, and entered it. He saw Luo Qingyu sitting in the middle of the hall, his head full of sweat, and he was on the verge of collapsing.
He took a few steps forward, took the talisman, and infused his mana into it, and said in a deep voice, "Junior Brother Luo, quickly take out the talisman, I will take care of the Cloud Tower for you."
Luo Qingyu knew that with his exhausted body, even if he stayed, he would only be a burden to the others. He reached out to take out the talisman, but he seemed to have thought of something, and he stopped, and said, "If I leave, how will you leave?"
The tribulation water was everywhere, and even if he could leave, Huo Xuan would not be able to escape without help.
Huo Xuan said, "It's okay, I have a way to escape, don't worry, Junior Brother."
Now, the longer he delayed, the more mana Huo Xuan would use, so Luo Qingyu did not say anything more, and quickly took out the talisman, held it in his palm, and chanted a spell. Then, he shook the talisman lightly, and the talisman floated in the air. After about ten breaths, the talisman unfolded, and a golden light wrapped around his body, and with a loud bang, he flew out of the opened door.
Huo Xuan waited for him to leave, and then shook the talisman, and the Towering Cloud Tower turned into a clear light, and entered his sleeve. Without the talisman as a shield, the tribulation water and the demons all rushed in, and the whistling sound was loud, covering the sky.
He took a deep breath and stood firmly on the cloud. He raised his hand and formed a spell. After a short while, he heard the sound of a drum and a stone pillar flew out from the cloud. With a loud rumble, it grew to a height of a thousand feet before it stopped. Countless strange talismans appeared on the pillar and golden rays of lightning flashed. It protected the area within a radius of a mile. Although the tribulation water continued to press in, it wouldn't be able to hold it for long. However, it would be enough for him to escape.
He took out the talisman from his sleeve, and chanted a spell. Suddenly, he felt his body empty, and his mana was gone, and the talisman was already floating.
At this moment, there was a sudden violent vibration, and he could not help but tremble. He looked straight ahead, and saw that the tribulation water had suddenly increased in momentum, and like a collapsing river, it was rushing in fiercely, and the speed at which it was pressing in was more than twice as fast. In just a few breaths, it was already within a hundred feet of him.
Huo Xuan's expression was solemn, and his body was as steady as a rock, and he did not show any signs of panic.
Just when the tribulation water was about to hit the tip of his nose, the talisman suddenly shone brightly, and with a loud bang, it wrapped around him, broke through the turbid waves, and flew into the sky.
More than ten miles away, on top of a towering cliff, Zhang Yan raised his head and looked at the golden light flying away.
In the blink of an eye, the three people had left, and he was the only one left in the Star Stone.
He had gained a lot this time, and if he left now, he would not lose anything, but he decided to stay.
Although it was rare to achieve the Nascent Soul in a hundred years, but under the three great tribulations, anyone who was careless would be turned into powder. Only by competing step by step and grabbing all the fated chances could he have a chance to break free from the shackles and transcend the mortal world.
The Star Stone here could save him dozens of years of cultivation, so he could not miss it. Anyone who stood in his way was his enemy!
Other than Tai Heng Grand Ancestor and Shen Lin Tu, Feng Hai Yang was the strongest opponent he had ever met in his life. With his strength alone, he was not confident that he could defeat Feng Hai Yang, so he could only fight with his life on the line!
Zhang Yan took out the Jun Yang Pot, threw it to the top of the mountain, and shouted, "Feng Hai Yang, the Jun Yang Pot is here, do you dare to come and take it?"
His voice rumbled, and it shook the wilderness, echoing endlessly.
After a while, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the sky, and it was a huge tide that was more than ten miles long, and the sound was earth-shattering. It was rushing towards him.
Zhang Yan raised his head and let out a long roar. He took a step forward, and with a rumbling sound, the entire Starstone trembled as his foot landed.
In an instant, he had stepped into the fourth stage of the Strength Path!
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