The Golden Core cultivators used all sorts of methods. Some activated nine small flags, forming a large formation that enveloped Si Qing's head. Some of them cast spells, turning into boulders that smashed towards Si Qing. Some turned their divine sense into a steel awl, directly attacking Si Qing's mind.
Many flying swords turned into streaks of sharp light that resembled lightning, weaving in the sky and sealing off Si Qing's dodging methods. Without any practice, their coordination was flawless. They were determined to teach Si Qing a lesson.
A dragon's roar rang out incessantly from the sky.
Si Qing turned into a black dragon that was several dozen zhang long, complete with scales and claws. He broke through the formation and the layers of light, galloping in the sky above the city. With a swing of the black dragon's tail, he sent a Golden Core cultivator flying.
Gu Yanying said, "I didn't expect him to have cultivated the Black Emperor Dragon Scripture to such a level. No wonder he is ranked eleventh."
The Great Xia royal family had many peerless techniques, known as the Three Graves and Five Classics, Eight Chains and Nine Mounds. The Black Emperor Dragon Scripture that Si Qing cultivated was one of the Five Classics. It was an extraordinary technique. Not only could it be cultivated to the King's realm, it could even allow a cultivator to directly ascend. Its might was even greater.
For ordinary Golden Core cultivators, having a technique that could allow them to cultivate to the Nascent Soul realm and undergo the third heavenly tribulation was already their greatest hope. They could not imagine how powerful the Black Emperor Dragon Scripture was.
Si Bao said solemnly, "With this technique alone, Si Qing is undefeatable. If he wants to fight, he will fight. If he wants to leave, he will leave. No one can stop him."
The Golden Core cultivators were not to be outdone. They used their trump cards, powerful moves that could split mountains and sever rivers, blasting towards the black dragon.
The black dragon's massive figure suddenly shrunk to only a few feet long, avoiding most of the attacks. The transformation of a dragon could rise or hide, it could be big or small. When big, it could breathe out mist; when small, it could hide its form.
Legend had it that when this technique was cultivated to the extreme, it could shrink to the size of a mustard seed, allowing it to pass through water, fire, mountains, and rocks without being harmed or obstructed. Si Qing's cultivation had not reached that level, so he could not avoid some attacks. However, they could not break through his layer of black scales.
After those powerful attacks missed, some of them flew into the distance, while others landed on the prefectural city below. The Jindan Stage cultivators were so excited by the battle that they couldn't care less about the lives of mortals. Guarding the land and herdsmen was not their responsibility.
It could be imagined that after the great battle, other than the Marquis's Mansion which was protected by the arrays, this flourishing city would become a wasteland. Of the millions of living beings, not even one in ten would survive. When immortals fought, mortals suffered.
Gu Yanying leaned against the railing and looked at the rays of light that contained terrifying power descending from the sky like meteors.
A black shadow suddenly swept past above them. The Dragon Arena suddenly rose up and swelled with the wind. It was like a huge island floating in the sky. At the same time, it was like a huge protective umbrella that absorbed all the attacks.
"What a good plan!"
Gu Yanying smiled. Not only did the Dragon Arena absorb attacks, but it also absorbed the surging battle intent and killing intent that Si Qing and the others gave off when they fought.
As it turned out, Si Qing had purposefully infuriated them verbally so that he could fight them all alone. This was also part of the plan. If he worked with E Dan and Jia Zhen, sweeping through these Golden Core cultivators would be far too easy. It would instead be detrimental to the refinement of the Asura Field.
Gu Yanying swiveled her eyebrows. Her sharp gaze pierced through the obstructions and saw an even darker, dark object hidden in a gloomy alleyway. It gave off an icy-cold, deathly aura.
If it were not for the fact that a rat had approached the darkness and died on the spot, she would have almost missed it too.
He's here too!
… …
The explosive flames opened up a charred, empty space in the dense forest with intertwining roots and intertwining canopies, while the man in black had completely vanished.
Bright sunlight shone down from above, and the humidity was also dispersed by the blazing wind. Dried branches that were still burning fell to the ground. In a battle between Qi Practitioners, a single scarlet talisman was enough to decide the outcome.
"A good dog doesn't block the way. Don't think I'm afraid to kill you just because you're a dog to a prince! Phew, I can't stay here for long. I better hurry up and leave! "
Just when Hua Chenglu was about to continue on her way, she suddenly felt her feet shake. The roots that were even denser and more complicated than human blood suddenly burst out of the earth. They wriggled about like thousands of insects and snakes, wrapping around her and binding her firmly.
In the charred earth, the man in black leapt out with soil and rocks in his hands. Although he was covered in dust and in a rather horrible shape, he was clearly unscathed.
In the moment Hua Chenglu used the scarlet talisman, he used an Earth Submerging talisman as well, burrowing deep into the ground and avoiding most of the damage. Although it was only a high grade yellow talisman, and he had to find a way to dig it out of the ground after using it, it had miraculous effects at a crucial moment.
He was still shaken up inside. He had never thought Hua Chenglu would be so vicious at such a young age, and she had used a scarlet talisman right off the bat. Just Now, if he had been slightly slower, he would have been smashed to smithereens. Viciousness filled his face. "If I let you die easily, then I'm not a man!"
Hua Chenglu struggled as hard as she could, but it was impossible for her to break free. Her hands were firmly entangled by the roots, preventing her from reaching for her hundred treasures pouch. She was like a beautiful butterfly stuck in a spider's web.
The man in black took a step forward. Suddenly, he heard a violent whistle in the sky, suddenly drawing closer. He raised his head in surprise.
… …
Li Qingshan sent his soul sense deep into the Three Absolutes Calligraphy and saw a wondrous sight he had never seen before. Lines and lines hovered in the air like stars. He had refined many arcane artifacts before, but this was the first time he had encountered something like this.
The Three Absolutes Calligraphy really was no regular arcane artifact. It was worth looking forward to!
On the snowy cliff, as he channeled spiritual qi into the Three Absolutes Calligraphy, it shone with resplendent light, becoming brighter and brighter.
Below the snowy mountain, the Qi Practitioners were locked in a fierce struggle. Blades and swords clashed as they fought fiercely. Even if someone noticed the faint light at the top of the snowy mountain, they would not be able to pay attention to it right now.
A battle like this unfolded across the entire Dragon Arena. However, Si Qing's words had thrown them into an uproar, but they did not immediately engage in a battle to the death like Si Qing had hoped. They all held back when they struck out.
After determining a victor, they would say, "I admire you", and they would say, "Thank you for going easy on me". Regardless of whether they were furious or not, they still maintained the principles of the cultivation community on the surface.
As a matter of fact, many Foundation Establishment cultivators refused to fight Qi Practitioners from other sects or schools out of consideration for their status. Even if they did fight, they would only take their medals. They would never rob or kill again. The inertia left behind by several thousand years of peace could not be broken with just a few words from a single person.
Si Qing seemed to have miscalculated in this aspect. This was not the Dragon province after all. There was no atmosphere of bloody battles. Cultivators were not exactly righteous, but they were not demonic cultivators either.
Sure enough, they're all trash from top to bottom. They don't even know what bloodthirst and killing intent are. These old bastards are still afraid to kill me even now. Only that Li Qingshan is something. Looks like I'll have to use that move!
Si Qing, who had turned into a black dragon and soared through the air, was about to engage in a fierce battle with the Golden Core cultivators, so he diverted his attention.
In the Dragon Arena, there was a flash of blood-red light. The azure sky in the battlefields was dyed with a layer of blood-red. The blood-red colour was so thin that even if cultivators focused their attention, they would struggle to notice anything amiss.
Li Qingshan suddenly opened his eyes and raised his head at the sky. All he saw were thick, frozen clouds and howling wind and snow. In that moment earlier, the tiger demon that had been suppressed by the spirit turtle and deposited in his sea of consciousness let out a deep growl.
Boundless killing intent enveloped him, but the killing intent was far too thin and chaotic. It did not originate from a specific target, nor was it directed at him.
What's that kid, Si Qing, up to now?
Thinking of that, Li Qingshan closed his eyes again and devoted his mind to the Three Absolutes Calligraphy. He did not stop channeling spiritual qi during this process.
The Three Absolutes Calligraphy was like a whale sucking in water, greedily sucking away his spiritual qi until thirty percent of his sea of qi was empty. Just Now, it had stopped. It shone with extremely resplendent light.
Li Qingshan was slightly surprised. He was a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator. His spiritual qi surpassed regular Foundation Establishment cultivators, yet the Three Absolutes Calligraphy was only a mid grade spiritual artifact! There was no time to think too much. According to his past experience of refining the Cursive Sword Calligraphy, a storm was about to arrive.
Sure enough, in that moment, all of the spiritual qi was converted into sharp sword qi from the Three Absolutes Calligraphy, flowing against the flow through his meridians and rampaging through his body wildly.
At the same time, in the void world where all kinds of strokes were floating, the horizontal and vertical strokes suddenly became round and full like balloons filled with air. They were filled with an incomparably sharp sword intent and flew toward him.
Li Qingshan seemed to see the Five Absolutes Sword Immortal wielding his brush as a sword and swinging it around after drinking. It was almost like an illusion, but he had no doubt that if he were struck by these strokes, his soul would definitely be severely damaged.
If he were a regular Foundation Establishment cultivator, they would be heavily injured even if they managed to survive an internal and external attack like this.
His body shuddered and his muscles bulged, becoming a hundred times tougher than rock. His tightly-shut eyes immediately turned scarlet-red. The sword qi rampaged through his body, but it was unable to break through the ox demon's mountainous body. It was forcefully guided into his sea of qi.
However, they were still like huge fish wreaking havoc in his sea of qi. Not only did the sword qi not weaken, but it even absorbed even more spiritual qi instead, becoming sharper and sharper.
If he were a regular Foundation Establishment cultivator, all he could do was watch helplessly as his spiritual qi was drained dry and his body forcefully ripped apart by the sword qi. But before that, his consciousness would have already been shattered by the sword intent. Who would have thought refining a mid grade arcane artifact would actually be filled with such terrifying danger?
The Spirit Turtle Suppresses the Seas!
Li Qingshan bellowed inside. The spirit turtle's daemon core sank into his sea of qi and suppressed all of the sword qi. The figure of the spirit turtle directly appeared in his sea of consciousness, blocking all of the sword intent.
Originally, he thought that would be a success, but the Three Absolutes Calligraphy showed no signs of being refined. With a thought, the figure of the tiger demon leapt out, opening its gaping mouth and devouring all of the sword intent.
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