As the Daoist in the sky came closer, the ball of clear air around him gradually dissipated. Elder Xun could already see the two clouds above his head.
He heaved a sigh of relief. The person who came was probably in the first stage of Yuanying, which was the same as him in terms of magic power. It was obvious that the person in charge of the formation was of this level as well.
When he looked again, he exclaimed in surprise and couldn't help but look at Wei Zihong.
The two of them looked similar, especially the vertical slit between the Daoist's brows. Thinking back to the rumors about Wei Zihong's identity, he could vaguely guess the identity of the person who came.
The founder of the Yaoyin Clan, Yi Jiuyang!
His expression instantly became extremely solemn. This person was Spiritual Master Dongtian, the eldest disciple of the Xuanmen branch of Patriarch Tai Heng.
Even though the person in front of him was limited by the cultivation of the person who set up the formation and didn't have the cultivation of Grotto-Heaven, he was the founder of the sect and naturally wouldn't be easy to deal with. It wouldn't be easy to get through this and keep his life.
He raised his hand and pointed. A fiery red sword light flew out and circled above his head. At the same time, he said solemnly, "Spiritual Master Wei, you should be familiar with the Daoist arts of the Yaoyin Clan. When Daoren goes up to face the enemy later, I'll have to trouble you to remind and take care of him."
Wei Zihong suddenly asked, "Elder Xun, junior has a question. If the two of us are killed here, will this person who manifests his thoughts still exist?"
Elder Xun was startled. He thought carefully and replied, "The changes of the formation mechanism are predetermined. The source is on the person who enters the formation, like hair on the skin. If both of us die, it will naturally disappear. However, the one in front of us …"
As he said that, he suddenly thought of something and turned around. His eyes widened and he said, "You want to …"
Wei Zihong nodded. He cupped his hands and said, "That's right. I'll have to trouble Elder Xun to defend for a while."
Elder Xun laughed and said, "Alright, Spiritual Master Wei can even be so ruthless. What else does Daoren have to say? I'll accompany you this time. Let's see how our luck is. "
As he laughed, he raised his sword and flew upward. He rode on the light and went straight for the Daoist in the sky.
Wei Zihong stood on the spot and reached into his sleeve. He took out a Xuan Artifact and looked at it.
Since the person who entered the array was killed, the phenomenon would dissipate. Then, as long as the True Consciousness in the magic treasure was erased, the root of the problem could be solved!
He didn't know if his guess was correct, but this was the simplest way to deal with Founder Yaoyin.
It was true that he had many magical treasures on him. However, there were only nine profound level weapons. If all of them were detected by the Yin Spirit Formation, then there would be nine people. However, only one person had appeared, which meant that only one of the treasures had been detected by the formation.
But he did not know which one it was. He didn't have the time to distinguish them one by one, so he could only use the simplest method and try them one by one.
He pressed his palm on it and lightly used his magic power to erase the True Sense in the magic treasure.
The treasure seemed to have sensed danger as well. It trembled slightly, and whimpering sounds came from within its soul. It seemed to be begging him not to do it.
Although Wei Zihong was slightly reluctant in his heart, he didn't stop in the slightest. He spat out his Fa Li and charged into the magic treasure. His hand shook slightly, and the spiritual light around the treasure dimmed instantly.
Erasing the True Sense would cause great damage to the magic treasure. Not only would it be impossible to refine it back in the future, but it would also lose its spiritual root. It would be worse than a normal magic treasure.
He looked at the sky and saw that the Daoist was still heading over. He knew that something was wrong. He took a deep breath and flipped his hand, taking out another magic treasure.
At this moment, the two people in the sky were closing in quickly. Elder Xun realized that Just Now, he was too afraid and panicked. Now that he thought about it calmly, even if the opponent was Yi Jiu Yang from back then, he didn't have a single magic treasure on him, and he might not even be able to use his divine arts. Elder Xun could barely be considered a sword cultivator. If he could use his strengths to the fullest, he might be able to deal with them.
Thinking up to this point, he saw that he was about a thousand feet away from the Daoist. He moved his Fa Li, and when it reached its peak, he suddenly slashed out with his sword. Instantly, a streak of fiery light shot towards the opponent.
The Daoist said, "So it's a disciple of the Qincang." He raised his hand and waved it lightly. A streak of golden light, shaped like a dragon's tail, swept across the sky.
Elder Xun could naturally judge that if the situation developed according to the current development, his sword light would definitely land on the opponent first. Furthermore, he was wearing a Daoist robe, and with the protection of the treasure light, he would be able to block this casual attack.
However, he was afraid of the opponent's reputation, so this attack wouldn't be so simple. With a thought, he summoned an Inky Jade Chess Box. When it reached the top, the edge of the box faced downwards, and a streak of treasure light fell down, enveloping him within.
As for the Daoist, he didn't dodge or evade the sword light. Instead, a gust of wind appeared around his body, and he looked extremely casual.
Seeing this, Elder Xun didn't hesitate to add another thirty percent of his Fa Li.
The sword light reached him in the blink of an eye, but it made a clanging sound, as if it had encountered a layer of incomparably sturdy scales. It couldn't cut through.
The Daoist's body even swayed a little.
Elder Xun saw that this person was actually blocking his flying sword purely with Fa Li, and he couldn't help but be shocked. Right at this moment, an endless force bombarded his upper body, and a series of crackling sounds could be heard. The Inky Jade Chess Box immediately shattered, followed by the protection of the treasure light, and then the Jade Talisman on him. Finally, with a loud boom, his entire body was swept away.
He bit the tip of his tongue and forced himself back to his senses. He stabilized his body, and when he looked around, he discovered to his shock that not only had this attack destroyed all the protection treasures on him, it had also slapped him several miles away. If it wasn't for the special effects of the Daoist robe on him, he might have already lost his life.
He instantly became extremely vigilant. Fortunately, the speed wasn't fast. Next time, he just had to be careful, and it wouldn't be so easy to hit him again.
He calmed his emotions, gathered his spirit, and rushed forward again.
This time, after fighting for a few rounds, a feeling of helplessness that he hadn't felt for a long time arose in his heart.
The other party was indeed a Patriarch of a sect. Even if he didn't have any magical Daoist techniques, he still couldn't do anything to him.
Although he could rely on the Sword Escape Technique to hold on for a while, a vast amount of Fa Li gradually surrounded him, and it became more and more difficult to move. If this continued, he might not be able to hold on for more than a hundred breaths.
Wei Zihong was also constantly paying attention to the battle. When he saw that there was a hint of blood in the golden light that the Daoist emitted, he recognized the origin.
This was a Xuan technique of the Yaoyin Clan, called the "Myriad Origins Transformation Technique". After mastering it, one could merge external Qi into Fa Li. This could produce all kinds of miraculous effects.
According to the sect's jade scroll, what Yi Jiuyang refined was the Flood Dragon's Blood. With a wave of Fa Li, it was equivalent to releasing a Flood Dragon. Just Now, the attack that hit Elder Xun was like a Flood Dragon swinging its tail. It didn't look powerful, but its power was even comparable to the Black and Yellow Giant Hand.
He originally wanted to practice this technique, but later found that his clan couldn't imitate it.
Yi Jiuyang's Flood Dragon's Blood was taken from Patriarch Tai Heng, and the Fa Li he refined was unparalleled. It also had unparalleled potential, but where could he find such a ferocious creature that was on the verge of ascension?
Although he knew the origin of this technique, he needed to use all his strength to erase his True Consciousness and couldn't open his mouth to warn him. He could only hope that Elder Xun could pull through.
The Dharma treasures in his hands were destroyed one by one. When he reached the sixth Dharma treasure, a strange feeling suddenly surged from the bottom of his heart.
At the same time, the Daoist in the sky suddenly turned around and looked deeply at him. The eye in the middle of his forehead suddenly opened, and a divine light flew out and shot towards him.
Wei Zihong was shocked. Just as he was about to dodge, he suddenly fell into a trance. The divine eye in his forehead also opened, and the light penetrated it without any obstruction. His body suddenly shook, and he felt a little unsteady on his feet.
The Daoist opposite him smiled slightly, turned around and walked towards the sky. Not long after, his figure gradually disappeared in the void.
A ray of fire fell from the sky. Elder Xun waved his sleeves and separated the ray of light. He took a few steps forward and grabbed his arm, saying anxiously, "Are you okay?"
Wei Zihong shook his head, as if he felt that there was something extra in his spirit. But he couldn't tell the specifics. He circulated his magic power and calmed the abnormality in his body, saying, "Don't worry, Elder Xun. I'm fine."
Elder Xun seriously sized him up a few times, and only after confirming that he was really fine did he relax. He looked around and saw a door hanging in the air, saying, "Sage Wei, after breaking the manifestation, this Yin God Formation is no longer an obstacle for the two of us, and we can pass through it freely. But if others want to pass through here, it seems that they still have to go through this place."
Wei Zihong said, "If that's the case, let's go out and tell senior sister about the situation here, so that they can be prepared."
Elder Xun also agreed. Although they could continue to go forward now, there was no one to support them on the way back, and they would definitely be surrounded by strong enemies.
After the discussion, the two of them flew out of the formation door in a ray of light.
When they were outside, Elder Xun slowed down and turned his head, saying, "Sage Wei, Daoren has something to say to you."
Wei Zihong also slowed down and said, "Speak, Elder Xun."
Elder Xun said to Daoren, "I see that you have a lot of talismans on you, and while it's always successful to use them to attack the enemy, it's not the right path after all. Now that you've lost a few, it's actually a good thing."
Wei Zihong knew that the elder saw that he had lost a lot of talismans, and was saying this to comfort him, but it wasn't without reason, so he cupped his hands and said, "Don't worry, Elder Xun. I know how powerful it is. After this battle, other than the ones I usually use, the rest will be sealed and put away."
Talismans usually needed to be refined, and dozens of talismans were enough for him to spend all his energy on them, and he wouldn't have the time to properly cultivate them. Cultivation was the foundation of his family, and he naturally knew what was more important.
Elder Xun nodded and said, "Sage Wei's talent is excellent, and you naturally have your own considerations. Daoren, I, have spoken too much."
Wei Zihong hurriedly said a few humble words.
After that, the two of them sped up again, heading towards the Flying Starry Palace that was dozens of miles away.
In front of Mount Fenglai, the spiritual vigor in the sky shook, and the High Cloud suddenly parted, and a Golden Phoenix Flying Ship appeared in mid-air.
There were more than twenty people standing on the ship, and the one in the lead was a beautiful woman. She had a beautiful face, red lips, and her hair was combed into a high bun. She wore a wide-sleeved fox tail robe, and a long silk belt was wrapped around her waist. She glanced around with her beautiful eyes and said, "Thanks to this spatial teleportation item, we saved half a day of travel, and arrived in time."
A female cultivator came up from behind and said, "Senior Sister Lu, Qincang School is attacking that demon cave, should we go a little later, and wait until both sides are exhausted before going up?"
Senior Sister Lu firmly denied, and said in a serious voice, "This demon cave is near our Yuan Yang Sect, and once it is formed, there will be endless troubles in the future. We have to find a way to remove it no matter what. Helping Qincang School is also helping ourselves. Pass down my order, we have to hurry up and help our fellow cultivators in Qincang!"
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