After Zhang Yan left the Dragon Subduing Path, he arrived at a spacious cave hall in the time it took to drink a cup of tea.
There was a high platform on the wall with a Huncheng Sect's Starry Banner. Under the protection of the spiritual light, a cultivator who looked like a disciple was looking at him in fear.
Zhang Yan glanced at him. This person was only at the Core Transformation Realm and should be the disciple on duty here. Yang Poyu should not be far from here.
He did not pay much attention to him. He activated his mana and continued to fly downwards.
The deeper he went, the greater the pressure around him. It was as if he was entering the deep sea.
Because he had experience breaking the devil's cave in the North and East, he was not surprised. He only held back his mana to avoid being hurt by the spiritual vigor.
Not far away, there was a deep cave below. The spiritual vigor was unusually turbulent, like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea. Without looking, he knew that this was the right path to the devil's cave.
Just as he was about to go down, he saw something floating in the air. He paused and looked carefully. What he saw was a snow-white feather.
With a slight sense, he could vaguely sense a weak spiritual vigor. However, it was not obvious under the cover of the spiritual tide.
If he only focused on going in Just Now, he might miss it.
He thought for a while and threw a few paper talismans to test it. However, before he could go far, he was pulled in by the strong wind.
Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes. In this place, only third stage realm cultivators like him could fly around and ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators would find it difficult to move an inch. However, this piece of feather was able to float freely and wasn't swept away by the spirit tide. It was not that simple. It was most likely a trick set up by the Devil Sect.
What he had to be more careful about was that this feather was just what he saw. There might be more hidden in the dark. If he went down rashly, he did not need any earth-shattering tricks. He just needed to stir up some spiritual vigor. If he was pulled in, even he did not dare to say that he could survive.
After thinking for a while. He summoned the Flying Sword in the Sky. It split into a sharp sword gleam and slashed down.
Unexpectedly, when the sword light brushed past, the feather softly bent and spun around in place. However, he was not injured at all.
Zhang Yan was not disappointed. His sword was meant to probe. From its spiritual vigor, it was clear that this item was a top grade magical treasure. As such, it would not be difficult to deal with it.
He smiled faintly and retrieved his flying sword. Then, he charged straight down the cliff.
The feather suddenly shook, and as if it was attracted by something, it floated towards him.
Zhang Yan stared straight at it. When it got close, he willed it, and a spot of clear light flew out from between his brows. Accompanied by a soft sound, it attached itself to the feather and froze it in midair, unable to move.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, he flicked his sleeve and released a small stream of water light. With a gentle sweep, he sucked it in.
When his mana revolved, he released and retracted it immediately. Although the surrounding spiritual vigor was affected, it did not set off much of a wave before it calmed down.
However, at this moment, more than ten identical feather surged out from the surroundings. Some were big and some were small, and as if they had locked onto him, they all flew towards where he was.
Zhang Yan was secretly surprised. As expected, there was more than one feather. Perhaps what he saw now was not all of them.
He did not clash with it directly, but he rode on the sword gleam and wandered.
Although there was something mysterious about this feather, it was too slow. As long as he was careful, it would not pose much of a threat to him.
He repeated what he did Just Now. He used the Longevity Sealing Cicada to freeze it in place and held onto the spiritual vigor. After that, he used the water light to collect them one by one. After a short while, he had completely cleared it. After carefully checking again, and seeing that there were no more hidden traps, he continued to travel downwards.
After a few miles, the land in front of him gradually became wider. After a few twists and turns, his eyes suddenly lit up. Under the ground, there was actually a bright light, and it illuminated the place as if it was daytime.
He raised his eyes and looked down. Below him, there was a hole that was a thousand feet wide. It was so deep that the bottom could not be seen. About half a mile away, there was an exquisite pavilion that was about ten feet tall. A Taoist dressed in white with a cold expression was sitting alone in the pavilion.
Seeing his arrival, the person was startled. His eyes were filled with vigilance. Then, he slowly stood up, raised his hand and bowed. He said, "I didn't expect it to be Zhenren Zhang from Qincang. Sorry for not coming out to greet you."
Zhang Yan raised his hand and bowed. He smiled faintly, "Zhenren Yang, this is not the land of your Spiritual Gate."
Yang Poyu smiled and said confidently, "It's only a matter of time."
He hadn't been here for long, but he didn't think that the Celestial Sect of Wonders would be able to defeat Chao Yue and the others in such a short period of time. There must be someone trying to delay them, leaving Zhang Yan alone to break through to this place to prevent him from entering the Heavenly Passage.
Zhang Yan said faintly, "Then come and fight with I." As he was speaking, a sword gleam had already flown out and was hanging above.
Yang Poyu said coldly, "My life is not easy to take. What supernatural power do you have, Zhenren Zhang, feel free to use it."
He spread out his sleeves and sat down again.
At this point, due to the limitation of spiritual opportunity, a cultivator was like being shackled. Even if he had the Nine Wounds Hidden Smoke Escape, he dared not use it casually. However, he knew that his opponent was the same. He dared not use any powerful supernatural power, so it was not difficult for him to defend himself.
Zhang Yan shook his body lightly, and a thin golden light flew out from his back. It swept across the whole area, and its length could not be seen. With a flash, it came slashing towards Yang Poyu.
Yang Poyu was alarmed, and he frowned. He said, "I wanted to use this method later, but I don't think I can block it now."
Although he had a protective true weapon, he had already used it when Han Wangke broke the formation, so it might not listen to him anymore. Fortunately, he still had a supernatural power, so it was enough to deal with it. He immediately cast a spell, and a layer of faint grey light floated up from his body.
The golden light arrived in a flash, but when it slashed towards him, it seemed to be hit by a layer of invisible shadow, and it passed through his body.
Zhang Yan raised his eyebrows, and with a move of his mind, the flying sword had already arrived. However, it was met with the same fate, and it could not hit the person at all.
Yang Poyu sneered, "Zhenren Zhang, don't waste your effort. Although I can't defeat you, you might not be able to defeat me."
In order to successfully enter the Grotto-Heaven Realm, he had made many preparations. He had even thought about how he would defend himself if a powerful enemy suddenly broke into the Spirit Cave at a critical moment.
In order to deal with the situation in front of him, he specially cultivated a technique that only cultivators of the third realm could use, the "Yuan Tong External Body".
This supernatural power could be used to refine an item to take on a calamity for the user. It could be used three times in a lifetime, and before the item was destroyed, the user would be completely unharmed. Previously, when he faced Shi Hanshan and his wife, he also used this technique to take on the killing sword.
It was different from the Blood Soul Sect's "Borrowing Object to Replace Shape". After this technique was used, the cultivator would not be able to hurt the enemy. He could only sit and watch the enemy attack. His own safety was completely dependent on the item he was refining.
The item he chose was called "Golden Luo Vine". This item grew tens of thousands of feet underground, attached to the roots of the East Flower Continent, and only grew the length of a finger after tens of thousands of years. Its toughness. Even some true weapons could not compare to it.
Because of this. He asked the grotto-heaven in the sect to personally take action, and after many years of hard work, he finally managed to take a section.
Therefore, he was not afraid at all. Even the methods of the people in the grotto-heaven could not hurt this item, not to mention the Yuanying cultivators. Even if a true weapon came, it could still block it.
Zhang Yan attacked a few times. Although he could not hurt the enemy, he could see some tricks.
Not to mention that Yang Poyu did not block at all, he did not even counterattack once. If he did not do it on purpose, then it must be because of the technique on his body, he could not use it, or even his body could not move.
His eyes flashed, and he no longer tried to attack his opponent. Instead, he pushed away the fire and took out the Clear Spirit Incense from his sleeve.
With a gentle shake, the head of the incense flashed and left his hand. It floated to the center of the Devil's Cave, and a wisp of spiritual smoke floated up.
Yang Poyu looked at it, and his expression was a little gloomy. He scoffed.
Once the "Yuan Tong External Body" was used, he could not stop the opponent. Now it was up to Chao Yue and the rest to arrive.
The stalemate lasted for a hundred breaths. Suddenly, the surroundings shook, and the spiritual vigor was like a tsunami. It was turbulent, but after a while, it calmed down.
Yang Poyu was stunned, and immediately felt the mana in his body surging. A mysterious feeling was about to come out, as though it could rise to the clouds at any time.
He was ecstatic. This was a sign that the Spirit Cave was about to solidify, and it would be completely solidified in less than half a minute.
When he looked up again, the Clear Spirit Incense in Zhang Yan's hand had only burned a little. Based on the current situation, before the incense burns, the Spirit Cave would be completely solidified!
He laughed loudly and said, "Sage Zhang, in the Northern Lands, your Celestial Sect of Wonders won a round, but here, my Spirit Sect has the advantage of luck. The defeat of this battle is not because of you, but because of fate."
Zhang Yan's expression froze. He could see the changes here. At this moment, he felt something. When he turned around, he saw rays of light flying out from behind him. It was the people from the Devil Sect.
Yang Poyu's heart was at ease, and he bowed, "Thank you for coming to protect me."
When Chao Yue saw the situation in front of him, he understood and said seriously, "Zhenren Zhang, you have no hope of winning this battle. If you are willing to stop now, we are willing to send you off and will not stop you."
The others did not say anything, which meant that they agreed.
It was not that they did not want to take Zhang Yan's life, but they were afraid that if they pushed him too hard, he would do something like Han Wangke and Peng Yuzhou. One must know that this was in front of the Spirit Cave. Even with the protection of the True Weapon, once the spiritual tide was triggered, they did not dare to say that they could retreat safely.
Zhang Yan thought for a while, and with a wave of his sleeve, a gust of wind blew past, and the Clear Spirit Incense beside him turned into ashes.
Chao Yue was stunned, as though he could not believe that he was so easy to talk to. However, after thinking about it again, he felt relieved.
He thought to himself, "Even if Zhang Yan does not fight for this place, he still has the merit of suppressing the Spirit Cave in the Northern Land. At this moment, our Spirit Gate has the upper hand, so why bother to fight with us? It is reasonable that he is not obsessed with this."
Thinking about this, he bowed and said, "Daoist Zhang is indeed a person with a clear heart. Chao Yue keeps his promise, please do as you wish."
Everyone let out a sigh of relief and sneered at the same time.
Compared to Han Wangke and Peng Yuzhou, even though Zhang Yan's mana was higher, he had lost his indomitable spirit. When he was surrounded, he chose to protect himself. Even though there was nothing wrong with his actions, it made them look down on him.
At this moment, Zhang Yan smiled, and his sharp eyes swept across the crowd, "Everyone, please do not misunderstand. It is still too early to talk about victory and defeat."
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