Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

Zhang Yuanjing was greatly alarmed. He steadied his spirit, concentrating and remaining still, intending to stop the flow of his spiritual power.

However, it was completely useless. His spiritual power was utterly uncontrollable, flowing towards the demonic flower like a great river merging into the sea.

In an instant, a hundred thoughts raced through his mind. He hardened his heart and simply released his spirit, urging all of his spiritual power to attack the demonic flower.

The demonic flower swayed gently, its twelve petals opening together, the orange-yellow stamens throbbing rapidly, absorbing spiritual power even more joyfully.

Zhang Yuanjing felt his spirit shrink, as if it had become smaller, and he felt an indescribable discomfort.

However, in that instant, he suddenly understood the principle behind it and quickly steadied his spirit, stopping the dispersing momentum.

At this time, his spiritual power was still being continuously absorbed by the demonic flower, but his spirit no longer felt the discomfort it had before.

He emptied his mind, forgetting himself and his surroundings, regarding the demonic flower as nothing.

In this way, after only two breaths, the demonic flower in his mind disappeared, while the light and shadow enveloping the blurry cultivator still clung to him. The eerie aura continued to pour into his light and shadow, invading his sea of consciousness.

He instinctively felt that this eerie aura must be harmful, but he did not dare to use his spiritual power to expel it, so he had to let the aura spread and penetrate.

After another two breaths, the light and shadow he was in began to move, continuing to rise, and immediately separated from the light and shadow enveloping the blurry cultivator. The eerie aura lost its source and gradually disappeared.

At this time, Zhang Yuanjing dared to use his spiritual power to sweep through his sea of consciousness, quickly removing the invading eerie aura.

The light and shadow continued to float upwards, and the light and shadow above became more and more numerous, increasing the probability of colliding with him. Sometimes, even two light and shadows would stick to him at the same time, and two different eerie auras would invade together.

Having had the first experience, no matter how strong or weak the eerie aura was, he did not move any thoughts and allowed it to invade. When the light and shadow moved and broke contact, he would quickly use his spiritual power to clear the eerie aura.

After more than a hundred collisions, he rose to a cloud and stopped moving.

Above was a dark night sky, and the surroundings were dim, with nothing to be seen.

Zhang Yuanjing guessed that this was probably the battlefield of the spiritual battle. However, to his surprise, Jie Tianwei had not arrived yet. With this person's cultivation level, this was somewhat strange.

One hour, two hours... a day passed, and Jie Tianwei still had not arrived.

Could it be that this person's spirit has hidden injuries? Could he not pass through the invasion of those light and shadows? If so, he would win this third battle without fighting.

However, he was just thinking about it and did not dare to hope it was true. In a spiritual battle with a Core Formation Great Perfection cultivator, even with Ape Thirteen as an outside helper, he did not have much confidence. Naturally, he hoped that the enemy would be weakened by accidental factors.

It was not until the third day that Jie Tianwei arrived late.

He was also wrapped in a ball of light and shadow, making it impossible to see his face and figure, but his aura was clear and unmistakable. However, the strength of his spirit could not be distinguished.

Zhang Yuanjing laughed and said, "Sect Leader, you actually took three days to get here, and your spirit is also weak and sluggish. How can you fight me? You are bound to lose!"

Jie Tianwei's body trembled slightly, but he did not answer.

Zhang Yuanjing's eyes showed surprise, and he was overjoyed. He continued in a mocking tone, "Sect Leader, if you are not confident, you might as well take out the Sect Leader's Golden Seal and make another request to Senior Myriad Realms Cauldron. Hmm, just change the place, don't do these restrictions, and let you and I fight with all our strength, how about that?"

Jie Tianwei's face, which could not be seen, let out a cold snort, and then a wobbly arm was raised high, and he shouted, "Xuan Tian Sect Leader Jie Tianwei, please show yourself, Senior Myriad Realms Cauldron."

Zhang Yuanjing was stunned, then furious, and scolded, "You, as a dignified Sect Leader, are so shameless! You are truly a rat!"

Jie Tianwei ignored him and continued to shout to the night sky above, "Please show yourself, Senior Myriad Realms Cauldron!"

After a few breaths, the lazy voice said, "Why are you calling me again! I've already given you the Spirit Cauldron Battlefield and the Spirit Cauldron Maze, what else do you want!"

Jie Tianwei said, "According to the rules, the three Spirit Cauldron battles are all fair duels. My spirit was injured before, so I request Senior Spirit Cauldron to heal it and then start the spiritual battle!"

The lazy voice said, "Why didn't you say so earlier? It's too late now. The spiritual battle has already begun. It would be unfair to this kid to heal your spirit in the middle!"

Jie Tianwei said, "Junior did not expect that this spiritual battle would begin so suddenly, so I didn't have time to say it. Please, Senior, see clearly and allow Junior to have a fair fight."

"No, no. There has never been such a thing in tens of thousands of years. It has already started, how can it be restarted halfway, how can that be convincing!" The voice above became a little impatient. "Also, don't call me again if there is no reason to stand on. You are still a Sect Leader, how can you go back on your word like flipping your hand, that would be too tasteless!"

"Senior, wait!" Jie Tianwei said, "My spirit is damaged and I can no longer bear that great opportunity. I request to suspend the test and restart it when my spirit is healed in the future!"

"What are you saying! You, you, you, how did you become the Sect Leader of Xuan Tian Sect, you actually go back on your word again and again." The voice above was extremely angry, and the sound of his voice shook the entire space. "Since you chose the Core Formation Realm opportunity, and all the arrangements are as you requested, but you are useless, yet you come to amuse this old man. I, I, I, I will settle accounts with that old bull-nosed Taoist sooner or later!"

Seeing that Myriad Realms Cauldron was so angry, Jie Tianwei did not dare to provoke him again and stayed there without speaking.

After a while, Myriad Realms Cauldron asked unhappily, "Why is your spirit injured?"

Jie Tianwei breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It was injured by my junior brother Hu Tiancong. He doesn't know any other small spells, but he learned a trick to sneak attack the spirit from somewhere and injured me. If it weren't for this, Junior would not have had problems with the Questioning of True Self, and would not have been taken advantage of by the evil spirits in those light and shadows! According to the rules, when the first battle starts, Junior's essence, energy, and spirit should all be restored."

Myriad Realms Cauldron was silent for a long time before saying, "Use the Sect Leader's Golden Seal to exchange for a request. Either let me restore your spirit, and then you and this kid will have a spiritual battle, the loser will be wiped out and the winner will get the opportunity. Or, I will change the battlefield to an unrestricted space, you can fight however you want, magic weapons, talismans, spirit beasts, strange objects, whatever you have, you can use them. Hurry up, choose one, and then hand over the Sect Leader's Golden Seal, so you don't go back on your word again!"

At this time, Jie Tianwei was smiling at Zhang Yuanjing and said, "Yuanjing, are you willing to have a spiritual battle with me, or an unrestricted all-out battle? Oh, I heard that you have two powerful spirit beasts, you must hope to fight with all your might. Is that right?"

Zhang Yuanjing snorted and said ambiguously, "If you are afraid, then let's fight spirits, I want to see how strong the spirit of you Core Formation Realm Great Perfection cultivator is!"

He estimated that Jie Tianwei's spirit must be much stronger than Bao Xueyang's, but it would definitely not exceed that level. He was only in the early Core Formation Realm back then, and his spirit had not broken through. With the combined efforts of Ape Thirteen, he could contend with him.

Now, his and Ape Thirteen's spirits are one level stronger than before. Even if they are still not as good as Jie Tianwei when they join forces, they will definitely not be much different.

Jie Tianwei said coldly, "Jie will naturally use the most powerful means to kill you!"

He threw the Sect Leader's Golden Seal into the sky and shouted, "Please, Senior, change the battlefield to an unrestricted space!"