At the same time, the Devil Sect sent out three third tier Nascent Soul cultivators. In an instant, a few miles wide Heavenly Cloud spread out from the east, west, and north directions. It was a menacing sight, and it was as if a mountain was spurting out from the wilderness.
Such a huge commotion was noticed by the Qincang School and they knew that a great enemy was coming. All the disciples were on high alert and stopped what they were doing.
Han Wangke was very calm. He comforted the people around him and said, "Don't panic. This is expected. We will deal with the enemy. You just need to follow the previous plan."
Cai Rongju, Ge Shantong, and the others bowed to him and went down.
The other two groups of disciples saw that the situation didn't seem to affect them at all. They also left the Flying Palace and went down to find the enemy to break the formation.
Han Wangke took a few glances and saw a mass of black smoke rolling and rolling in the opposite direction, heading straight for him. He circulated his mana and immediately turned into a rainbow light, flying out of the Stellar Center Flying Palace to meet it.
When the cloud of smoke saw him coming, it immediately stopped, and then parted to the sides. A wisp of green smoke slowly floated up, and on top of it stood a tall and handsome old Taoist, wearing a loose ochre colored Taoist robe. He held a jade tablet in his hand, and the long beard under his chin fluttered in the wind, giving him the appearance of an immortal.
He bowed to the cloud and said, "Daoist Han, it's been over four hundred years since we last met. I heard that you've returned to the Qincang School. I thought you'd be learning spiritual energy and studying metaphysics in order to reach the Great Dao. Why did you come here? You have to know that it's impossible to change the fate of the heavens. I heard that you've returned to the Qincang School. I thought you'd be learning spiritual energy and studying metaphysics. Why did you come here?
Han Wangke knew that Daoren was famous for his eloquence in the Devil Sect. He didn't want to argue with him. He just said, "My life and death are determined by the heavens. You don't need to worry about me. I don't think you came here to reminisce about old times. Please make your move."
Daoist Liao sighed and shook his head as if he felt sorry for Han Wangke's choice. He bowed and retreated hundreds of feet away. Then, his body flickered and he turned into a cloud of grey smoke. Then, it faded into nothingness, as if it had merged with heaven and earth.
King Han's expression froze. He immediately recognized that this was the Nine Injuries Mist Escape Technique. It was one of the three great escape techniques of the Devil Sect. It was different from the Yellow Springs Escape Technique and the Blood Transformation Escape Technique. This escape technique could conceal one's figure at any time during a battle. It was extremely difficult to guard against.
In the past, when the disciples of the Celestial Sect of Wonders fought with those who were good at this technique … Even if one's cultivation was above the opponent's, there was nothing they could do.
He stretched out his hand and used the Heaven and Earth Sealing Technique. With this, not only did he miss the spiritual opportunity, he could not sense any trace of the person. He knew that the other party must have a way to hide and it would not be easy to find him.
He was Li Gezhang's personal disciple, so he naturally wouldn't be unable to deal with it. He stood still on the spot and circulated his Xuan Qi.
Suddenly, the spiritual opportunity around him vibrated. It was as if there was a roar of the tide. Waves started to appear around him, and there was the sound of waves.
The other party's escape technique was difficult to guard against and difficult to detect. However, the way he did it, the area within a few miles was covered by the waves of mana. As long as it was within this area, no matter where the other party attacked from, he would be able to detect it in advance and react accordingly.
When Daoist Liao saw this from the outside, he smiled and said, "I knew you would do this. Let me, Daoren, see if this is all the White Sun Cave Sect has."
Spreading out his mana to block any sneak attacks was the correct way to deal with the Mist Escape Technique.
In the past, when he fought, many of his opponents would naturally use this technique to deal with it.
However, there was a big flaw in this technique. The cultivator had to be constantly on guard and could not relax for even a moment. As a result, it consumed a lot of mana.
Under such circumstances, he only needed to fake a few attacks to exhaust his opponent and then kill him.
However, he knew that Han Wangke was different. He had more than nine hundred years of cultivation, and he had mastered the Xuanze Upper Cave Technique, one of the five Xuan Techniques in Qincang School. It was easy for him to spread out his mana like this, and he could even sustain it for more than ten days. That was why he would not use ordinary methods to deal with it.
He leaped and turned into a wisp of smoke. He appeared behind Han Wangke without a sound. He slowly raised his finger and pointed. Instantly, more than ten thousand feet long pale clouds flashed in the air. They turned around and tore the atmosphere apart, slashing down.
Han Wangke's expression turned serious. If he got up and tried to dodge, he would definitely expose himself and fall into his opponent's trap. His only choice was to use all his strength to block the attack.
With a deep shout, the mana in his body surged. Immediately, a waterfall appeared behind him and poured down from above. In a split second, the incoming blade light was smashed into pieces.
Daoren Liao saw this and did not feel the slightest bit annoyed that his technique was broken. Instead, he faintly smiled.
This move was just a test to see what method Han Wangke would use to deal with his attack.
Now, it seemed that the opponent wanted to focus on defense and did not want to quickly decide the outcome of the battle.
This was understandable. Qincang School only had three third realm cultivators. If one of them died, they would lose thirty percent of their battle strength. Therefore, a steady and steady approach was the first choice.
Once he knew what to do, he floated to the other side. With a light flick of his sleeve, a large cloud of smoke shot out with a rumbling sound.
Han Wangke frowned slightly. Looking at the appearance of this technique, it was very similar to the Netherspring Sect's "Nine Nether Great Sorrow Wind". However, this kind of magical power was not something that a disciple of the Huncheng Sect could learn. It was very likely that it was just a facade. However, when cultivators fought, they always paid attention to what was real and what was fake. No one knew if it was real or not, so he could not let his guard down.
With a thought, countless rays of golden lightning appeared in the surrounding waves of mana. They gathered into hundreds and thousands of them. With a crackling sound, they collided with the cloud of smoke.
He was not one of the top ten disciples in the sect, so he had never been taught the twelve magical powers. What he was using now was the "True Thunder of Golden Sun Water Manipulation" passed down from the White Sun Cave Heaven. This technique could store the Thunder Dharma in the waves of Dharma power. The longer the Dharma power was stored, the stronger it would be. Even if the opponent was really the Great Sorrowful Wind of the Nine Nether, he could use the continuous force to resist it.
In a split second, the two sides collided. The smoke was strong on the outside but weak on the inside. With one touch, it collapsed. However, it did not disappear because of this. Instead, it turned into silk and floated around. Every time it came into contact with the waves of mana, it would absorb half of it.
Seeing this, Liao Daoren's eyes revealed a sinister light. He thought to himself, "Let's see how long you can last."
The smoke just now looked majestic and powerful, but it was really just a bluff. It was just to hide a magic treasure within it, and that was why it did so on purpose.
This item was known as the "Burning Qi Furnace". If the endless mana and spiritual vigor came into contact with this Qi, the consumption would increase by more than a few times.
Although they were in a corner and it looked like there were only a few of them, they would not be able to stop them from accumulating. Often, when the other party reacted, the situation would be difficult to reverse.
In the past, many cultivators who fought with him were dragged to death in such a situation.
After that, the two of them exchanged a few blows. Han Wangke did not care if the opponent's attack was real or fake. He used his strength to counterattack.
It was not that he was not good at using other techniques, but this method of fighting was the most conventional. It did not matter even if others saw it. Even if he could not kill the opponent in one go, before his mana was exhausted, the opponent would not be able to do anything to him. As such, he could drag the opponent here so that the Qincang School disciples could break the formation.
However, the drawback was soon revealed. After a while, he felt that he had used up a lot of his mana.
He did not panic because of this. Instead, he took out a pill from his sleeve and put it in his mouth. With a change of Qi dynamic, the mana in his body was immediately replenished.
This pill was known as the "Soul Restoring Pill". It was refined by Zhou Chongju with great effort. There were a total of seven pills. If a cultivator swallowed it, even if half of his physical body was damaged during the fight, as long as his primordial spirit remained, not only could he be saved within a few hours, his foundation would not be damaged.
However, this pill could replenish the primordial spirit and could also be used to replenish mana. Although it seemed to be overkill, when used in a fight, even if the cultivator wantonly used his supernatural powers, it was enough to fight for a few days and nights.
Long before they left, Zhang Yan had bestowed three pills to them. He, Peng Yuzhou, and Shen Yinfeng had each received one. Today, his method of battle revolved around this pill.
At this moment, on a boat inside the formation, Yang Poyu sat on a jade couch. He was using the Mysterious Water Mirror to watch the fight between the two.
He saw that after the King of Han politely swallowed the pill, his originally weakened Qi suddenly became vigorous again. He knew that this was a pill that could replenish his Fa Li. Since he had used it so early, it wouldn't only last for a short while.
Therefore, he judged that the fight between the two would not end without a few hours. Therefore, he did not watch anymore. He waved his sleeve and the scene in the mirror changed.
The ones who appeared were Daoist Su and Shen Yinfeng. At this moment, the two of them also began to fight.
Originally, he did not pay much attention to the Daoist from Guangyuan Sect. He thought that the fight would be one-sided. However, after watching for a while, he was slightly moved. He frowned and said, "This Shen Yinfeng's mana is even stronger than Daoist Su's. His methods are also very ruthless. Among the same generation, there are not many who can defeat him."
Therefore, the fight would not end in a short time. He turned the mirror to the last place. Before he could look carefully, a disciple hurriedly reported, "Master, Just Now, there is a letter saying that Yuan Yang Sect has dozens of cultivators on their way here. They are led by Xi Ming Grotto-Heaven Sect's Wen Shu Jiang and his wife."
Yang Poyu stopped and sneered, "They finally can't hold it in anymore. Are there any movements from Nan Hua and Tai Hao Sects?"
The disciple said, "There is no letter from them."
Yang Poyu suddenly asked, "How long has it been since the last letter?"
The disciple said, "About two hours. Do you want me to send a letter to urge them?"
Yang Poyu said coldly, "No need. If Yuan Yang Sect makes a move, how can the other two sects not make a move? They must have already found out. Fortunately, the formation is stabilized. Now, we only need to deal with Qincang School. After half a day, no matter how many people come, we have nothing to fear. "
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