Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

Seeing the Xuan Tian Sect elders heading to the various inner peaks to manage the great formation, the cultivators from the lower sects in the plaza immediately quieted down.

Grand Elder Zeng Quanyi of Sword Howl Valley stepped forward and said loudly, "Sect Leader Liu, if there's anything I can do, just ask. I, Zeng, may not be talented, but I have some magical power."

Seeing this, the other Core Formation cultivators from the lower sects also expressed their willingness to help.

Liu Yuanqing said with a smile, "Thank you, elders, for your assistance. However, these are just two Early Stage Nascent Soul cultivators with some tricks up their sleeves; they're merely ants trying to shake a tree. Everyone, there's no need to worry; just watch from here."

The Core Formation cultivators present were not fools. Hearing Liu Yuanqing's words, they all understood his meaning: he wanted them to stay in front of the Xuan Tian Palace and not move around, so as not to cause chaos and give the villains an opportunity to exploit.

Although this implied a lack of trust in them, prudence was necessary at this time, especially in the inner sect's pivotal area, so no one was dissatisfied.

"Hahahaha, just two Nascent Soul cultivators? What arrogance! I'll show you what the power of a Nascent Soul cultivator is!"

The green-robed Taoist laughed instead of getting angry upon hearing Liu Yuanqing's words. He tossed the scripture in his hand, and a shadow emerged from it, instantly transforming from the size of a palm into a phantom over ten zhang tall. It was a white-browed Taoist, head bowed and eyes closed, one hand vaguely holding something, the other hand striking downwards, as if chanting something.

The green-robed Taoist shouted, "Subduing demons and eliminating evil, only for today. Hao Tian's divine power, sweep across the world!"

Following his incantation, the phantom suddenly opened its eyes, and a strange power shot out from its eyes, striking the white light-shimmering mountain protection formation with a bang, causing the formation to cave inward.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the black-robed Nascent Soul cultivator manipulated the long spear, urging the fire dragon to violently charge at the concave area.

In an instant, an overwhelming pressure pressed down from above, approaching the top of everyone's heads.

Everyone felt as if the sky was falling, crashing down on them. Those with weaker cultivation even collapsed to the ground, their eyes filled with fear.

Liu Yuanqing stood firmly, seemingly oblivious to the scene.

The other Core Formation cultivators also remained calm and did not stir, but some of them clearly revealed fear in their eyes.

"How is it? Can my Demon Subduing Scripture break your sect's great formation? This is just the most ordinary of my methods! Hahaha!" The green-robed Taoist laughed wildly, like a demon god, looking down upon the world.

Liu Yuanqing ignored him, carefully discerning the light wave flow on the mountain protection formation. Seeing that the previous gathering trend had eased, and the formation's power was flowing continuously between the inner peaks, he felt greatly relieved knowing that Yu Tianwan and the elders had begun to manage the great formation.

He looked at the green-robed Taoist and slowly said, "This Real Person, although you gave your names earlier, I don't know if your surname is Du or Lu?"

Previously, when these two Nascent Soul cultivators attacked the Xuan Tian Sect's great formation, the green-robed Taoist had announced both of their names. According to convention, this person's name should be the first one mentioned, namely Du Fuming.

Liu Yuanqing was now asking earnestly, not because he didn't understand, but to display an unhurried demeanor.

As expected, the green-robed Taoist showed some surprise at this question. He frowned, saw the changes in the mountain protection formation, then turned to whisper a word to the black-robed cultivator.

Only then did he proudly say, "My name is Du Fuming, and I am here under orders to destroy Xuan Tian! If you don't bring out the Divine Firmament Sword and the Profound Spirit Ruler, you'll have no chance!"

Liu Yuanqing casually offered a salute, "So it's Real Person Du in person. The other one must be Real Person Lu Dingyi. The one who fought with my master west of Flowing Cloud Immortal City must have been Real Person Lu. After decades, I wonder if Real Person Lu's injuries have healed?"

The black-robed cultivator Lu Dingyi's body trembled slightly, as if somewhat angered, but he quickly calmed down.

His cold gaze swept across Liu Yuanqing's neck, and a sinister murderous intent appeared at the corner of his mouth.

One, two, three, four long spears shot out from behind him, standing side by side with the long spear that had transformed into a fire dragon.

Lu Dingyi's face, hidden under the bamboo hat, became pale. The spiritual power floating in the sky surged like flowing water, pouring into the four long spears.

When a cultivator reaches the Nascent Soul realm, they can act as a bridge to manipulate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a small range. This is the fundamental difference between Nascent Soul cultivators and those below the Core Formation stage.

Lu Dingyi simultaneously manipulated five long spears, and being in the core of Tianque Mountain, he used his body as a guide, and the spiritual power was as vast as the sea, quickly reaching the limit of his realm.

He shouted loudly and pushed his hands outwards, and the four long spears flashed with violent fire power, and then burned, like a stream of raging flames, slowly merging into the fire dragon.

The fire dragon raised its head high, its four claws danced, and it let out an angry roar, as if heavenly might had descended, scaring many Foundation Establishment cultivators and below into a shiver, and fear arose in their hearts, difficult to suppress.

Beside Lu Dingyi, the green-robed Taoist Du Fuming also exerted all his strength, guiding the majestic spiritual power to gather into the phantom more than ten zhang high. The phantom gradually solidified, and a terrifying pressure that captivated the heart emanated from the phantom.

Liu Yuanqing's eyes were like knives, staring intently at the phantom. In his hand, he held a dark cyan spiritual talisman. This talisman was only two inches in size, quite thick, like a small stone slab, with seven sword patterns engraved on the facing side, three gray-white and four golden-yellow.

The pressure from the phantom was immense, and he always had an urge in his heart to activate the spiritual talisman and summon that treasure.

However, thinking of what his master had said before leaving, he forcibly suppressed the unease in his heart and watched the enemy's methods change as steadily as a rock.

"That, that phantom is about to come alive! What a strong aura! Sect Leader Liu, stop it quickly! Don't let it attack!"

A voice came from the crowd.

Then, several other people echoed. Many Foundation Establishment cultivators also started shouting.

Liu Yuanqing remained unmoved, his eyes shining as he watched the phantom become substantial, and he said in a low but extremely calm voice, "Everyone, there's no need to be afraid. Although this phantom is strong, it still can't break my Xuan Tian Sect's mountain protection formation. My Xuan Tian Sect's inheritance, lightning techniques are first, and formation techniques are second. How can we be broken by such methods!"

Zhang Yuanjing quietly looked at the few cultivators who had shouted first.

The first to shout was a Core Formation中期 cultivator, with a sallow face, seemingly a bit sickly.

The others were also Core Formation cultivators, with cultivation in the early or mid-stage, standing in various positions, but all closer to Liu Yuanqing.

"Senior brother has been away from the mountain gate for too long, how about letting junior sister introduce these people to senior brother?" Su Yuanxiao leaned close to his ear and said softly.

Zhang Yuanjing quickly turned his head to glance at her, asking without showing any emotion, "Who are these people?"

Su Yuanxiao chuckled and said, "That sickly Core Formation cultivator is Shao Yuzi from Bear Ear Mountain, nicknamed 'Sick Bear,' but his strength is not weak."

Bear Ear Mountain is three million miles northwest of Tianque Mountain and is quite threatened by the Heavenly Demon Abyss.

"The others are Xiao Hongye and Wu Zhiyong from the Golden Wind Sect, Bai Ying from the Cold Jade Mountain, Hao Sanguo from the Yuanxiang Sect, and the remaining two are the Gu Long and Gu Hu brothers from the Yunmeng Marsh in the south."