Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

Ten breaths later, the raging flames within the earth prison died down, and the power of thunder and fire outside the prison waned.

Zhang Yuanjing repeated his old trick, using the raging sand to disrupt Xie Tianwei and protecting his body with the Source Stone, breaking out of the earth prison and escaping from his predicament.

Facing each other again in the void, Xie Tianwei's expression was extremely grave.

This battle was one he was very confident in, but the fierce fighting had exceeded his expectations. In particular, Zhang Yuanjing's tenacity made him feel a sense of helplessness.

Zhang Yuanjing exhausted all the spiritual power he had previously accumulated, feeling a deep sense of regret.

Originally, with that spiritual power, he could have quickly improved his cultivation by using the Molten Gold Pill Forging technique to temper the golden core in his abdomen after going out, without worrying about a lack of mana.

Without this spiritual power, he would need to take a large number of pills to increase his mana, and the effect would naturally be far inferior to this pure spiritual power.

Just now, he was caught off guard by Xie Tianwei's unexpected move, and there was a mistake in his response, almost leading to his defeat and death. At this time, he was extremely cautious, not daring to relax in the slightest.

Xie Tianwei still took the initiative to launch an attack. This time, he continuously released three balls of mana. Zhang Yuanjing was not afraid, and responded with three giant rocks.

Xie Tianwei sneered, and continuously launched the balls of mana, intending to fight a war of attrition with Zhang Yuanjing.

Zhang Yuanjing continuously used the Flying Stone Technique more than ten times, consuming a great deal of mana and becoming somewhat weak.

However, Xie Tianwei did not give him a chance to breathe, and continued to release the balls of mana one by one, as if his mana was endless.

Zhang Yuanjing did not dare to dodge, fearing that Xie Tianwei had hidden a trick. If he was trapped again like last time, he would not have any extra spiritual power to supply the Source Stone's consumption.

And so it went, for another dozen rounds, Zhang Yuanjing's mana was about to run out.

Xie Tianwei suddenly changed his move. A flash of fire appeared under his feet, and he suddenly rushed towards Zhang Yuanjing, without any small spells to cover him.

Zhang Yuanjing did not understand, but he did not turn around and flee. Instead, he rushed forward, directly attacking Xie Tianwei.

A strange look flashed in Xie Tianwei's eyes, and he quickly unfolded the hand seals, preparing to release the raging fire.

Zhang Yuanjing accumulated his strength for this final struggle. How could he give him a chance to strike first? He immediately used the Raging Sand Technique to envelop himself and Xie Tianwei together.

Immediately, the earth prison rose, trapping Xie Tianwei layer by layer. Xie Tianwei condensed a ball of fire in his hand and struck upwards, shattering the earth wall with one blow.

However, what awaited him was a rain of foot-sized stones.

The ball of raging fire was also smashed by the stone pits, blowing away a corner of the raging sand formation. At this time, Xie Tianwei only needed to leap up to escape the sand formation.

However, the stone pits falling from the sky forced him to use defensive techniques, condensing a mana shield to block above him.

This also confirmed Zhang Yuanjing's guess that Xie Tianwei had only learned three offensive small spells, and had not learned any defensive small spells.

The offensive and defensive positions of the two men reversed. Zhang Yuanjing, as the attacking side, seemed to have the upper hand, but in reality, it was even more dangerous than before.

Using the Flying Stone Technique, especially as a group attack, consumed his mana very quickly.

On the other hand, Xie Tianwei was originally a Core Formation Great Perfection cultivator. In terms of mana, he was far more powerful than Zhang Yuanjing. Even though he had consumed a great deal of mana due to the previous use of a large number of thunder and fire-based small spells, the remaining mana was still much more than Zhang Yuanjing's.

Xie Tianwei had rushed forward just now to forcibly launch an attack, but he was caught off guard by Zhang Yuanjing's series of counterattacks and instead fell into a disadvantage.

However, after a little observation, he was not worried but happy, because he felt that Zhang Yuanjing was at the end of his rope. The attack seemed fierce, but it was not effective in achieving victory.

He mobilized his mana to quickly replenish the air shield above, using ordinary techniques to barely block the aggressively smashing stones.

He was prepared. Whether Zhang Yuanjing continued to maintain his offensive or switched to defense, as long as he revealed a flaw, he would counterattack with overwhelming force and kill him in one fell swoop.

A somewhat ferocious expression appeared on Zhang Yuanjing's face. He leaped up, exposing the Source Stone to the outside, turning it into a large rock, and smashed it down fiercely on Xie Tianwei.

Limited by the raging sand, Xie Tianwei did not notice Zhang Yuanjing's actions. He only knew that there was a stone above him, its momentum was great, and its speed was fast, much stronger than the other stones. He quickly mobilized his mana and gathered it into the air shield.

However, before he could reinforce the air shield much, the large rock had already hit the air shield.

With a muffled "poof", the air shield shattered in response. The large rock's power did not diminish, and it fell down again, hitting Xie Tianwei's chest, smashing him back two steps, causing him to sit down on the ground, blood flowing from his mouth, and all his mana scattered.

Before he could react, an arm stretched out from the large rock, and the mana on the palm was like a knife, directly slashing at his neck.

Just as this hand blade was about to strike Xie Tianwei's neck, the scene in the pot suddenly changed. The original vast space disappeared, and only a straight mountain peak stood. On the top of the peak, there was a martial arts arena. Zhang Yuanjing and Xie Tianwei stood on opposite sides, separated by an invisible force.

Zhang Yuanjing was both shocked and angry, and sarcastically said, "Is this the Sect Leader's arrangement? Change the location when you can't win?"

Xie Tianwei's face turned a little black, and his eyes were filled with killing intent as he looked at Zhang Yuanjing. After a long time, he said, "This is the rule of the Spirit Pot Battlefield."

Zhang Yuanjing said disdainfully, "Since this is the rule here, why didn't anyone tell me?"

Xie Tianwei said coldly, "When it's time for you to know, someone will naturally tell you."

Zhang Yuanjing raised his finger and pointed around, asking, "Then what are the rules on this martial arts arena?"

Xie Tianwei turned his head away, neither looking at him nor answering.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuanjing knew that he could not get anything out of his mouth, so he sent his divine sense to explore the surroundings.

However, as soon as his divine sense exceeded the range of the martial arts arena, it would be blocked by an invisible force and could not be extended further.

He thought for a while, then raised his mana, wanting to test what kind of restriction was around him. However, this raise shocked him: the mana in his body was motionless, as if sealed by an unknown force.

He tried a few more times, confirming that there was no problem with his own meridians, but that his mana was restricted and could not be used.

"This place restricts mana, and we can only fight with our physical bodies?" Zhang Yuanjing asked Xie Tianwei on the opposite side.

Xie Tianwei glanced at him, his eyes filled with murderous intent, but he still did not answer.

However, from his expression, Zhang Yuanjing knew that he must have guessed correctly. Where there is a physical battle, there must be a mana battle and a divine soul battle.

He couldn't help but think of the disciples' three trials in the Mustard Seed Space of the Houtu Sect, which were also divided into these three categories. It seems that before the ancient times, there was such a tradition. The requirements for disciples in large sects were very high and comprehensive, unlike now, which only emphasizes the spiritual root.

So, he asked again, "So, the previous match was a mana battle? Looking at the results, I should have won, right! In other words, if I win this match again, you will be completely defeated, right?"

Xie Tianwei sneered, "You will definitely lose this match, and you won't be able to win the next match either! Wait to be erased by Senior Myriad Worlds Pot!"