Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

Shao Yuzi's great hammer clashed head-on with Yuan Shisan's Hun Tian Staff. The "Sick Bear," known for his strength, was forced back several steps by the blow. Before he could adjust, he was enveloped in a storm of staff strikes, becoming flustered and losing the momentum he had at the start.

Zeng Quanyi, always known for his straightforwardness, impulsiveness, and irritability, felt a chill run down his spine when he met the Biqing Suanni Beast's gaze. The longsword he swung felt like it was falling into a void, losing its connection.

At that moment, an axe suddenly flew out from the yellow sand behind the pure black lion, aiming straight for his head.

Zeng Quanyi's pupils constricted. He roared, as if waking from a nightmare, and retracted his longsword, holding it horizontally three feet in front of his chest. With an upward twist, he struck the axe in the nick of time, deflecting it by a few inches. The sharp killing intent grazed his cheek, severing a lock of hair.

Since entering the Core Formation stage, Zeng Quanyi had fought hundreds of battles, experiencing countless dangers, but he had never been this close to death.

His back was drenched in cold sweat, and he rapidly stepped using his unique secret technique, the Insubstantial Step, instantly retreating seventy or eighty feet, leaving behind a trail of afterimages, scattered left and right, to obscure his true form.

Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, a black shadow charged out, ignoring the afterimages, tearing through the air, and striking at his waist.

Zeng Quanyi was shocked and immediately shifted his position, trying to dodge to the side.

However, a fragrant scent suddenly wafted into his nostrils, pleasant and reminiscent of immortal herbs and spiritual fruits.

He knew something was wrong and held his breath, slashing forward with his sword, circulating his magical power to create a whirlwind to blow the fragrance away.

The next moment, his vision went black, and he felt dizzy, as if he had been poisoned.

His heart sank, and he quickly released two spirit talismans. One was a mid-grade Gold Body Talisman to protect himself, and the other was a high-grade Fiery Sword Demon-Slaying Talisman to attack the enemy.

"Boom!"

The Fiery Sword Demon-Slaying Talisman struck its target, causing a violent tremor. At the same time, his body was struck several times by some magical treasure. The immense force forced him to retreat, but thanks to the Gold Body Talisman, he was not injured.

He twirled his longsword, adopting a defensive stance. The dizziness had just passed, so he opened his eyes and looked forward.

He saw a black shadow rapidly approaching, less than ten feet from his head.

Zeng Quanyi's face was filled with ferocity and fear. Years of combat experience allowed him to swing his sword in less than half a breath, striking the side of the black shadow.

However, to his shock and despair, the black shadow was just an illusion. His sword had struck nothing but a phantom.

He felt a sharp pain in his neck, and then his head tumbled through the air. His vision spun rapidly, and for a moment, he saw his headless corpse falling forward. Then, darkness engulfed him, and he lost all consciousness.

Shao Yuzi had a fortuitous encounter early in his life, obtaining a set of techniques left behind by a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator. He later rose to prominence, founding the Bear Ear Mountain lineage as a rogue cultivator. He focused on body refinement and close-quarters combat. After many years of adventuring, he had always held a significant advantage in close combat.

Today, however, he was completely countered by Yuan Shisan. In terms of cultivation, strength, techniques, and body protection, he was inferior in every aspect. He couldn't win a direct confrontation, and he couldn't escape. He had no choice but to throw his cumbersome hammer aside and wield a short staff in each hand, dodging and parrying desperately, hoping that Zeng Quanyi would come to his aid.

As it turned out, Zeng Quanyi was even worse off than him. He was subdued by the Biqing Suanni Beast's poison gas and illusions. In a moment of carelessness, he was beheaded by Zhang Yuanjing with the Armor-Piercing Axe.

Seeing this, Yuan Shisan felt that he had been outdone by the Suanni Beast and became somewhat dissatisfied. He roared, ignited his blood essence, and increased the speed of his staff strikes. Shao Yuzi was left with many openings, and in less than ten moves, his head was smashed by the Hun Tian Staff.

The surrounding Core Formation cultivators were stunned. They looked at Zhang Yuanjing with complicated expressions. Many were whispering, asking each other his name and origin. Some were considering how to befriend him. Others, who were acquainted with her, secretly sent voice transmissions to Su Yuanxiao, but she only smiled without saying a word.

In the raging sand, Xiao Hongye, free from the threat of the Armor-Piercing Axe, was much more composed. He had some knowledge of formations. He quickly deduced the formation in his mind while using the Purple Leaf Boat to protect himself. After repeated trials and errors, he found a flaw and broke out of the sand formation.

However, before he could rejoice, he was shocked by the bloody scene before him.

As one of the five key Core Formation cultivators who had been co-opted by the Abyss of Heavenly Demons to participate in this operation, he certainly knew the true strength of Shao Yuzi and Zeng Quanyi. Among their group, these two were the most likely to destroy the formation base.

Therefore, during the planning stage, Du Fuming insisted on assigning these two together and targeting the formation hub in the Profound Heaven Palace, hoping to achieve a great feat in one fell swoop.

But these two were so easily killed. Not by Hu Tiancong, Tu Tianyuan, or Yu Tianwan, not even by Huo Tiantong or Shu Tianqi, those well-known mid-stage Core Formation cultivators, but by an unknown nobody, someone no one even recognized. He acted with the help of two beasts, cleanly and decisively eliminating Shao and Zeng, who the True Immortals of the Abyss of Heavenly Demons had placed so much hope on.

Xiao Hongye turned and ran, using his strongest escape technique, fleeing down the mountain for his life.

"Suanni Beast, go after him. If you can't kill him, just keep an eye on him!"

The Biqing Suanni Beast grunted and darted forward, disappearing into the forest grass beside the plaza.

The battle below was naturally seen by the two Nascent Soul Realm cultivators in the sky.

The first two Core Formation cultivators who were killed were just cannon fodder, so their deaths didn't matter. However, the ease with which Zeng and Shao were killed made the two cultivators' expressions very ugly.

Du Fuming cursed "trash," stared at Zhang Yuanjing for a few moments, noted this ordinary-looking, unremarkable mid-stage Core Formation cultivator in his mind, and turned to Lu Dingyi, who had been accumulating power, saying, "Junior Brother Lu, make your move!"

Lu Dingyi was also holding back his anger. Without a word, he cupped his hands into a circle and slowly raised them. The five long spears spun and rose with them.

When all the spiritual power in the sky had gathered in the circle formed by his hands, he lightly shouted, focused his Qi in his Dantian, and forcefully threw the invisible circle downward.

In a daze, it seemed as if a blazing sun had appeared in the sky, scattering fiery streams. Five dragons soared into the air. In the distant horizon, the earth shook, and a tide of spiritual power, like a super-ocean wave, roared and surged, all converging into the bodies of the five fire dragons.

Liu Yuanqing's expression changed. This kind of power was far more formidable than the attacks Lu Dingyi had used before. There must be something wrong!

"Roar!"

The five dragons roared in unison, twisted, and transformed back into the shape of long spears, but these spears were thicker, longer, and sharper than the original five.

"Hasten!"

Lu Dingyi clenched his right hand into a fist, raised it high into the air, and a beam of golden light shot out from it, containing terrifying power.

The beam shone on the spears, and each time it touched a spear, the spear disappeared.

But the next moment, an overwhelming power crashed into the second layer of the barrier. Then, a long spear emitted golden light and pierced the barrier, repelling the rapidly surging formation power around it.

The five golden spears were successively thrust into the barrier, forming the shape of a plum blossom. Golden light flowed between them, forming a large net that covered a sixty-foot radius of the formation barrier.

The violent power accumulated in the golden light, and after only a breath, it exploded with a "boom."

A gust of wind swept through, and a large hole appeared between Du Fuming, Lu Dingyi, and the Profound Heaven Palace.

Liu Yuanqing, Zhang Yuanjing, and all the Core Formation cultivators clearly felt the profound and obscure Qi of the two Nascent Soul Realm cultivators, like a blazing sun in the abyss, a fierce tiger lying in wait.