Tian Yi had just leaped out when he suddenly stopped!
Because the lamp was not lit!
What was going on? It shouldn't be! It was impossible!
A lamp that had been lit for thousands of years was like a smoker. How could there be a mistake in lighting a cigarette? That was something that could be lit subconsciously with one's eyes closed!
Something was definitely wrong!
In the Cultivation World, it was said that Foundation Establishment Cultivators could not release their spells in a moment of nervousness. However, such a situation was impossible in Jin Dan, not to mention Yuanying. When it came to him, a thousand-year-old Essence Soul Perfected Cultivator, it was like wine not being poured into the mouth, but going into the nose instead.
His heart shrank. Under such circumstances, he knew that there was a reason for this. He could only quickly scan the surrounding space with his divine sense. There was nothing!
His companion was in danger. He could not spend too much time investigating the reason. He could only grit his teeth and light again!
This time, it was not like the previous time where he instinctively lit the lamp. Instead, it was like a thousand years ago when he first learned this technique … The process of lighting the white lamp was not simple. It was complicated and required the combination of ten different techniques. He had long been able to complete it in an instant. However, now, he was back to the situation of performing it step by step!
Gathering the spell, splitting the force, crossing the bridge, guiding the spirit, seizing the eyes, clearing the soul, twisting the candle, forming the stamen … Finally, time and Dao realm fused together!
The white lamp that should have lit up in his Niwan Palace only produced a few small sparks. It struggled a few times but did not move at all!
He was an orthodox Daoist cultivator. Among the top teachers in his country, there were also half-immortals. He was very knowledgeable. Although the teachers did not know that he had secretly done this, or pretended not to know, he still cared about his reputation!
He bowed deeply to the void and apologized. "This junior was rash! As the saying goes, those who do not know are not to blame. This junior thanks senior for not killing me. This junior will return to Heaven's Choice and withdraw from Heavenly Assassins. I will not say a word about what happened today! "
Once he finished speaking, he turned and left. Although he flew calmly, his heart was still very nervous. He knew that he had taken a trip around the gates of hell. He was really lucky!
Only after flying for three days did he light the white lamp again. In an instant, the lamp was as bright as day. There was not a trace of abnormality!
He let out a long sigh and immediately left. He felt that it was a pity. That Tian Er's luck was really bad. How could he have drawn the first lot?
Faraway, Fatty Di heaved a sigh of relief. The mystical technique of a human cultivator was not something that it could easily deal with. The realm of an Essence Soul Perfected Lord was not far from it, only two realms away. Furthermore, it was an orthodox Daoist. If it were to let him light up the lantern technique, it would be difficult to extinguish it!
Fortunately, as an immemorial sacred beast, he had a not-so-powerful divine ability — Ghost Blow Out the Lamp!
Just in time!
It had to make a move! That was because this Essence Soul Perfected Lord was not someone the little fellow could deal with right now. The difference was too great!
Especially when the White Colt's Lantern was used, the little guy's Bezoar and Goubao were completely useless against it. He couldn't even bring out the Swordsman's unique traits and had no means of resisting!
To deal with such an Essence Soul Perfected Lord, one had to be at least an upper-level Perfected Lord at the very least. Only then would one be able to fight against an Essence Soul Perfected Lord on the psyche level and the Dao realm. Only then would one be able to fight against time!
Swordsman emphasized actual combat, but they had to differentiate between the types of actual combat. If it was just a one-sided beating, then it was completely meaningless! When it made its move, the little fellow would definitely work hard on the Dao of Time when he returned. However, the problem was that his current realm was not at the stage where he could come into contact with the Dao of Time!
It couldn't change a cultivator's cultivation plan just because of one exception. From what it knew, there were very few cultivators who could understand the Dao of Time to a certain extent in the Perfected Lord realm. They were so rare that they were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns. There was no need to target them!
There were thirty-six Connate Daos, and each Daos had their own peerless talents. If they had to target such a strong opponent every time they encountered one, would they be able to?
This was considered from the perspective of cultivation techniques. In addition, considering the current situation of Heaven's Choice, it was not good to kill them all!
There were countless great cultivators of Heaven's Choice. Some orthodoxies and countries were very protective of their own. If this went on endlessly, even a half-immortal like Fatty Di might not be able to protect them all. Leaving one person, leaving a suspense, leaving a taboo, often made people even more fearful!
The only downside of doing this was that it couldn't act as a savior in front of the little fellow. It also couldn't quickly get closer to him. However, after two years, it also understood some things.
Had he been too hasty? Was it too focused on leaving behind traces? The friendship between cultivators needed a long time to settle. There was no such thing as a life-long relationship with a glance!
The heavens were already very kind to it. It survived, and now it saw a glimmer of hope!
It should be satisfied!
As an Immemorial Sacred Beast, it had an endless life to wait! If the little fellow was really the root it imagined, it would be natural for it to come up. Then, what was there to be regretful about?
The first time they met, it was enough to leave a general impression. Since there was a beginning, why worry about the future?
Of the two Perfected Lords, it scared one away, and the little fellow tortured the other! This was really a good move! It was really too cunning, too bad, too ruthless. It was just like its thigh in the past, meticulous and ruthless! He was probably still on guard against this strange monster!
It must be so! Otherwise, it wouldn't have set up such a tight defense around it! If that was the case, it really couldn't push it too hard. Things would only move in the opposite direction when they reached an extreme, and it would only ruin their impression of each other!
A ball of Dao Disappearing Heavenly Phenomenon bloomed in the void. Lou Xiaoyi didn't feel the changes in the distance. After all, his cultivation level was still too low. Not to mention a Half Immortal, even a Primordial Soul Perfected Lord was an existence he had to look up to.
He was trying to figure out the origins of this fellow. He was unclear, but there was one thing he was sure of. This fellow had been wandering around the area and only suddenly distanced himself when he attacked. This was a normal reaction. It would be abnormal if there was no reaction at all.
This person approached him with ulterior motives. To put it bluntly, it was related to Heaven's Choice, Daoist Huang. The death of ten Yuanying was not a small grudge to any power. There was no reason to let it go so easily. He was confused by the small change in front of him and forgot the most important thing to guard against!
The battle was a little lucky. Both sides wanted to launch a sneak attack. The key was his unpredictable sword, which decided the direction of the entire battle!
Lou Xiaoyi was very clear that if they were to fight fair and square, he might not be able to win. Of course, he could fight and escape at the same time. This Perfected Lord hid in the beast's mouth and didn't appear from the beginning. He was seriously injured, but he still managed to withstand ten breaths of direct attacks. If they were to really fight, just this tenacity alone was enough to make people afraid. This was the power of the Dao realm, a Dao realm more profound than his!
He had to restrain himself, he secretly warned himself!
When cultivators reached the Perfected Lord level, those who were good at fighting and came from big clans actually had strength that couldn't be underestimated. They couldn't be challenged casually.
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