Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

"No wonder you dared to fight me here; so you know a few minor spells! Did you get them from the mustard seed space of the Thick Earth Sect? Looks like it!" Xie Tianwei asked leisurely, but the hand seals in his hand were unfolding rapidly, brewing an even more powerful minor spell.

Zhang Yuanjing ignored him.

The space within the pot was vast, and he had enough room to maneuver. He needed to make the most of the space and first familiarize himself with Xie Tianwei's methods.

Xie Tianwei continued to say, "Minor spells were used quite a bit before the ancient times, but they were gradually abandoned. Why? Because they are far less powerful than magic treasures and consume more energy. If it weren't for this trip into the pot, I really wouldn't have wanted to spend time practicing them. But, now it seems, it was the right thing to practice. Otherwise, I wouldn't even be able to pass Junior Brother Hu's test. Don't run, let me see how powerful your minor spells are? Are they as powerful as my Profound Heaven Sect's lightning techniques?"

Zhang Yuanjing frowned slightly, feeling that Xie Tianwei seemed a little off, chattering on and on, which was very different from his usual gloomy personality.

Suddenly, flames swept across the sky beneath Xie Tianwei's feet, and his figure began to flicker continuously. In a few breaths, he approached Zhang Yuanjing, and with a wave of his hand seals, a net woven from lightning and fire fell from the sky, covering a space of several dozen feet, heading towards Zhang Yuanjing.

Zhang Yuanjing had nowhere to hide. Using his body as a pillar, he drew a prison on the ground, and layers of earth walls rushed upwards, colliding with the net of thunder and fire.

"Crackle, crackle—"

A series of explosions rang out above Zhang Yuanjing's head.

The earth walls shattered one after another, and the power of thunder and fire raged, causing a sky full of rumbling, black smoke, and flying ash.

Zhang Yuanjing repeatedly reinforced the surrounding earth walls, trapped in a corner, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.

After trapping Zhang Yuanjing, Xie Tianwei's minor spell changed again. A ball of fire shot out from his hand, hitting an earth wall, and then turned into a sea of fire, enveloping the earth prison, burning fiercely.

Zhang Yuanjing, hiding inside the earth prison, immediately felt the surrounding temperature rise sharply. The entire earth prison was like a furnace, the air was scorching, and the tattered Taoist robe he was wearing on the outside quickly caught fire, and his black hair was burned clean. His skin was burning and painful, and he was sweating profusely.

Although he used all his mana to resist, he still couldn't help but feel unbearably hot, had difficulty breathing, and felt pain all over his body.

He knew that he could no longer continue to be passively beaten like this. He mobilized part of his mana, cast a spell, and shot a blast of wild sand at where Xie Tianwei was standing, then protected himself with the Source Stone, and took advantage of the moment when one side of the stone wall broke, like a cannonball, smashing the stone wall and shooting out.

When passing through the sea of fire, the Source Stone trembled obviously, as if it had been burned by the raging fire. Fortunately, it only took half a breath to come out of it and escape dozens of feet away.

The power of thunder and fire in the sky had now disappeared.

He turned his eyes to the wild sand, hesitating whether to go up and attack Xie Tianwei, but Xie Tianwei had already rushed out from above.

The enhanced wild sand had very concealed flaws, but that didn't mean there weren't any. For someone like Xie Tianwei who was proficient in formations, as long as he didn't panic, he could quickly find the exit and break out of it.

Xie Tianwei looked at Zhang Yuanjing gloomily, and the hand seals in his hand rose again, but from his movements, Zhang Yuanjing could see that this was still the minor spell of the mana ball he used for the first time.

He immediately used the flying stone technique. When Xie Tianwei shot out the mana ball containing lightning power, he shot out a boulder that was more than ten feet in size, and slammed it hard against the mana ball.

"Boom!"

The mana ball exploded, and the lightning power raged. The flying stone couldn't withstand it and shattered into pieces.

Xie Tianwei's face became even more unsightly. He changed his hand seals, intending to release the net of thunder and fire again. Zhang Yuanjing simply took the initiative and directly cast wild sand to trap him, then quickly approached and used earth control techniques to prevent him from rushing out of the wild sand.

Xie Tianwei's divine sense was limited, and he didn't know what was strange in the sand. He was eager to rush out of the sand formation, so he used the mana ball one after another to bombard the places where the earth walls were blocked.

Before long, the wild sand was dispersed by the violent lightning power, and Xie Tianwei took the opportunity to rush out of the sand formation.

After these few rounds of battle, Zhang Yuanjing was certainly not relaxed, but Xie Tianwei consumed even more.

There were naturally many minor spells recorded in the Profound Heaven Sect's classics, but the ones that Xie Tianwei truly favored were all lightning and fire techniques with great power and great consumption.

On the one hand, this was naturally related to his cultivation technique. On the other hand, it was also because he thought that others did not master minor spells, and he only needed to use a few major killing moves to solve the battle easily.

When climbing the jade steps, he ran into Yu Tianwan and injured him with just one move.

Later, he encountered Hu Tiancong. Although he was injured by Hu's preemptive attack, Hu Tiancong immediately fled as soon as the net of thunder and fire came out, and never dared to appear in front of him again.

However, Zhang Yuanjing, whom he least valued, was proficient in many minor spells and became more and more courageous as he fought, fighting him to a draw.

Xie Tianwei snorted coldly, raised his hand and shot out a ball of fire, directly hitting Zhang Yuanjing. Then, flames rose under his feet, and he quickly approached him.

Zhang Yuanjing was most afraid of the net of thunder and fire, and didn't care about the fire flying towards him.

As soon as he flashed, preparing to dodge first, he saw Xie Tianwei rushing towards him like crazy. This startled him, thinking that the man still had powerful methods, and immediately cast a blast of wild sand, trying to trap Xie Tianwei.

However, Xie Tianwei stepped on the flames, and at the moment when Zhang Yuanjing cast the wild sand, he suddenly rushed forward, unexpectedly dodging the technique perfectly. At the same time, the hand seals in his hand were like a string of phantoms, releasing the net of thunder and fire, and once again covering Zhang Yuanjing.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Yuanjing only had time to cast an earth prison technique to protect his body.

"Boom!"

The ball of fire first hit the earth wall on one side of the earth prison, causing a violent explosion, and immediately shattered the earth wall.

At the same time, the raging fire that seemed to incinerate everything rushed into the earth prison, raging wildly, and directly engulfing Zhang Yuanjing.

At the moment when the flames swept over, Zhang Yuanjing released the Source Stone from his body, like a hard spherical shell, resisting the burning power.

At this time, the net of thunder and fire fell from the sky. He didn't dare to rush out, so he rebuilt an earth wall to seal the gap in the earth prison, and constantly reinforced the earth walls in all directions.

Although the raging fire was blocked, the fire attached to the earth prison was still very powerful. Before two breaths had passed, the Source Stone sent a thought to Zhang Yuanjing—it couldn't hold on anymore!

Judging from the violent power contained in this raging fire, it could last at least ten breaths even if the source was cut off.

Zhang Yuanjing released his meridians and transferred all the pure spiritual power he had obtained from killing those cotton-like people and the huge crystal stone, which had accumulated in his body and had not been completely refined, into the Source Stone's body.

With the support of spiritual power, a layer of shiny, faint light appeared on the pitch-black surface of the Source Stone, as if it had been coated with a layer of oil.

Inside the earth prison, the fire burned more and more fiercely, but Zhang Yuanjing inside the Source Stone was safe and sound, only single-mindedly reinforcing the earth walls and resisting the invasion of thunder and fire.