Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

Soon, the icy mist dissipated, and a handsome and upright, but wrinkled and aged middle-aged man appeared before him.

"It's you!" Zhang Yuanjing retreated two steps abruptly. This person was none other than Chu Tianxiong, the Nascent Soul cultivator from the Abyss of Heavenly Demons he had seen before!

He actually broke the illusion and returned to his true form?

The man clenched his fists, frowned, and muttered in surprise, "Still no magic power! What a powerful illusion. If it were before… hmph!"

He looked up at Zhang Yuanjing and said coldly, "It's enough to deal with you!"

Zhang Yuanjing retreated two steps, cautiously on guard. He had already tried the illusion here and could not use Earth Escape, because the ground below was not real soil.

Chu Tianxiong did not attack immediately. His attention seemed to be focused on somewhere above, but his brow was furrowed, obviously unable to see through the key to the illusion.

Zhang Yuanjing pondered whether to take out the Anti-Qi Stone and ask Candle Dragon to take action if he couldn't defeat this person. However, that would be very passive and dangerous.

From the looks of it, Candle Dragon's talent is extremely terrifying. Even if it is an Incarnation realm existence, the illusion it creates is beyond the reach of Nascent Soul cultivators of the same level. If it directly attacks him, how will he cope?

Of course, he was also surprised. Since Candle Dragon is so powerful, after obtaining the Anti-Qi Stone, it could completely kill and steal the treasure, and then leave. Why would it fulfill its promise, create an illusion, and help them deal with Chu Tianxiong, the Left and Right Divine Envoys, and the White Dharma King?

His mind raced, guessing that it might be related to Candle Dragon's separation from its physical body and escape from that restriction. Restricted by this, it might not be able to directly attack any cultivator.

"Chen Zhen said you gained a lot in the Mustard Seed Space. Is the Flying Token in your hands?" Chu Tianxiong failed to break the mystery of the illusion and turned his attention to Zhang Yuanjing, asking gloomily.

"Chen Zhen? He's not dead?" Zhang Yuanjing was stunned when he suddenly heard this name, and subconsciously asked back.

"Of course. Last time outside Huguan, the Iron Mask Man beside me was him," Chu Tianxiong said expressionlessly. "He saved his life, but his cultivation was greatly damaged. His luck is much worse than yours. Quickly answer my question, I don't have that much patience to waste with you, junior!"

Zhang Yuanjing did not expect that not only did Wen Zaidao survive in the Mustard Seed Space, but that Chen Zhen also escaped with his life. It seems that it was a wise move for this person to rush into the space channel first.

"Flying Token? What does it look like? Although this junior obtained several magic treasures, I don't know if there is such a thing among them!" Zhang Yuanjing did not directly deny it, but said vaguely.

Chu Tianxiong sneered, without using Wen Zaidao's words to question him. Instead, he slowly said, "That is the key to open another secret realm. The key to the Earth Sect's secret realm should be related to earth spiritual power in terms of material or shape! Think carefully, have you obtained such a thing?"

"If it is as Senior said, this junior has indeed not obtained this item!" Zhang Yuanjing pretended to ponder for a few breaths, and then denied it very definitely.

"No?" A fierce look appeared in Chu Tianxiong's eyes, and his handsome and old face instantly darkened. "Then where could it be?"

Zhang Yuanjing casually made up a sentence: "There were seven great halls in that Mustard Seed Space, and the last hall was where the treasures were collected. However, there was a very powerful formation protecting it. With this junior's strength, I couldn't break the formation at all. Perhaps the token that Senior mentioned is in that hall, lost in the void along with the Mustard Seed Space."

Chu Tianxiong's face suddenly became ferocious, and he said fiercely, "Boy, you're courting death! I kindly asked you, but you're talking nonsense! In that case, I have no choice but to search your soul and examine your corpse to find the answer myself!"

He raised his hand and subconsciously tried to use his magic power, but only the magic formula changed, without a trace of power. He became even more annoyed, and his sinister eyes looked at the sky again.

"Damn illusion!"

He cursed and looked at Zhang Yuanjing coldly, saying, "This black dragon is indeed extraordinary. Originally, I wanted to try and see if I could get any benefits from it. Now it seems that I was just wishful thinking. Fine, then I will capture you and send you to that old monster. He will naturally squeeze out everything in your brain, leaving nothing behind."

"At that time, any useful information will be a great contribution. Don't worry, I won't attack in this illusion. Anyway, this illusion can't hurt me. When the illusion ends, I won't cooperate with the Candle God Sect anymore, I'll just capture you and go straight back to the sect!"

Zhang Yuanjing didn't know what tricks Candle Dragon was playing, but since Chu Tianxiong couldn't use his magic power, wasn't this his chance to attack?

He immediately sacrificed the Heavy Earth Art Sword and was about to use a small spell to attack his opponent, but suddenly discovered that his magic power had also disappeared completely. Whether it was his dantian or meridians, he searched his whole body, but it was empty.

He couldn't help but be stunned, standing there blankly.

At this moment, the scene suddenly changed, and Zhang Yuanjing and Chu Tianxiong were moved to a arena. The two were on the left and right, and in the center was a giant with the scorching sun above his head and the starry river under his feet. He was twenty-four or five zhang tall, his face was like a smooth boulder, with well-like eyes hanging on it, his bulging pointed nose was like a mound of earth, and his mouth was like a crescent of blood.

"Welcome, you two, to the Ancient Demon Arena. The winner lives and takes away all the bets. The loser dies, and the corpse is left for the Ancient Demon to eat! Are you ready?" The giant grinned, revealing two large, yellow front teeth, looking both ugly and ferocious.

However, Zhang Yuanjing and Chu Tianxiong both keenly noticed that the words they heard did not match the giant's mouth shape at all. The voice was obviously not coming from the giant's mouth. This giant was just an illusory image.

Ancient Demon! Both of them came from great sects with deep foundations, and had heard legends about Ancient Demons.

These powerful beings were born in the Demon Core realm, and after adulthood, they would definitely transform. As long as they continued to devour the flesh and blood of cultivators and spirit beasts, they could grow rapidly. In ancient times, they roamed rampant. After ancient times, they gradually disappeared. It is rumored that this race likes to duel with other species the most, and also opens arenas for other races to fight, charging a certain fee.

"In this arena, you can only use one ability, either magic power, or physical body, or divine soul. Oh, and also, the protective gear on your body cannot be effective. Have you made your choices?" This Ancient Demon ignored the reactions of the two and continued to ask.

Chu Tianxiong raised his long eyebrows and sneered, without speaking. Zhang Yuanjing also guessed Candle Dragon's methods at this time, and couldn't help but feel uneasy.

"Very good, you have all chosen the physical body! That's right. Only fist-to-fist combat is the most passionate and exciting!"

The Ancient Demon showed a satisfied laugh, raised his house-like fist, waved it powerfully a few times, and continued, "My name is Zhan Xiao, and I now announce that the arena duel begins. The time is three hundred breaths. If no victory is decided after the time limit, both sides will lose and become my food! Ho ho ho!"