Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

The giant figure disappeared, and a huge hourglass appeared above the arena, made of transparent jade. The upper bulb was filled with "golden sand" the size of peaches. With a "clang," one "grain" of "golden sand" rolled into the lower bulb.

Zhang Yuanjing looked up and carefully distinguished the sand, trying to determine its authenticity. Then, with another sound, another "grain" of "golden sand" fell. Then a third, a fourth, and so on…

Chu Tianxiong, on the other hand, merely glanced contemptuously at the hourglass before closing his eyes and ignoring it completely, not taking it seriously at all.

Zhang Yuanjing hesitated for a few more breaths, feeling somewhat indecisive. This scene seemed familiar. Back in the Spirit Jar within Xue Wang's divine tomb, he and Xie Tianwei had engaged in a battle of physical bodies. He had lost that battle completely.

Chu Tianxiong had a refined appearance, like a worldly scholar, but he was, after all, a Nascent Soul True Person. Even if he had never practiced body refinement, his physical body would definitely be much stronger than his. How could he fight?

He looked at the Thick Earth Art Sword in his hand, and his heart stirred. He tried to take out the mysterious and sharp bone blade from his storage bracelet, but to his disappointment, he was unable to open the storage bracelet at this time.

"Clang!" The tenth grain of golden sand fell.

Chu Tianxiong still looked aloof, as if the matter had nothing to do with him. As a dignified Nascent Soul True Person, how could he lose his composure and engage in a crude brawl, swinging his fists? Of course, he simply didn't believe that this illusion could harm him.

However, Zhang Yuanjing didn't dare to trust Zhulong. If this guy wanted to seize his Anti-Qi Stone but was afraid to act directly because of the restrictions, he would definitely set up a scheme in the illusion. This scheme might not be able to harm Chu Tianxiong, but it would most likely harm him.

Time passed quickly. He made up his mind in an instant, angled his sword, roared, and charged forward, pouncing towards Chu Tianxiong.

Chu Tianxiong opened his eyes and glared at him mockingly. He took a step and dodged Zhang Yuanjing's frontal collision. It was a light and agile movement technique, extremely swift.

As soon as Zhang Yuanjing saw this brilliant movement technique, he knew that he couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes. The "Cloud Dragon Eight Steps" he had learned from the Zhang Clan wasn't even worthy of carrying his shoes. However, he couldn't give up. He strode forward, chasing wildly.

After being chased by Zhang Yuanjing a few times, Chu Tianxiong became annoyed. He suddenly flashed and attacked Zhang Yuanjing. Zhang Yuanjing couldn't see through his movements at all and could only retreat repeatedly while slashing with his sword.

However, Chu Tianxiong was both fast and agile as the wind. Before he could react, a palm struck his chest, sending him flying several yards and falling to the ground.

This time, the force wasn't very great, and Zhang Yuanjing wasn't badly injured. He flipped over, threw the Thick Earth Art Sword on the ground, stood in a horse stance, and adopted a starting posture, which was the defensive stance "As If Sealed, Yet Open" from the Zhang Clan's family martial art, Binding Dragon Hand.

The movement technique Chu Tianxiong practiced wasn't actually a profound Dao technique. It was just a technique he had practiced when he established his foundation in order to pursue an ethereal and unrestrained escape technique, which he had abandoned after forming his core.

He was a Nascent Soul True Person who had experienced thunder tribulations, so the strength of his physical body was self-evident. Seeing that Zhang Yuanjing refused to stop, he decided to subdue him first and then see what would happen in the illusion.

He moved his feet, his figure flowing, and punched towards Zhang Yuanjing's face.

Seeing Chu Tianxiong take the initiative to attack, Zhang Yuanjing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He stood still, staring intently at Chu Tianxiong's fist, seized the opportunity, twisted his hands together, pushed forward with force, and then retracted his body, barely managing to block the punch.

In terms of strength, Chu Tianxiong's casual blow was not something that any Core Formation cultivator could withstand with their physical body alone. However, Zhang Yuanjing had cultivated the Sky-Supporting Art diligently for many years and had also obtained the nourishment of the strange bone essence. His bones were extremely strong, and he steadily received Chu Tianxiong's attack.

Chu Tianxiong frowned, changed his steps, and slashed another punch from the side, increasing the force by more than double.

Zhang Yuanjing retreated and leaned back, crossing his hands and bracing upwards, once again steadily blocking this rather fierce move. However, his arms were numb, and his muscles were trembling.

Chu Tianxiong originally thought that it would be easy to capture him, but after two unsuccessful attacks, his expression inevitably became unsightly. He staggered his steps, his two fists attacking continuously, each move directly aimed at Zhang Yuanjing's vital points. The force used was gradually increasing, and later, he didn't hold back at all. Every punch he threw out made a whistling sound.

Zhang Yuanjing forcibly received the blows, and his arms were bruised and battered. Some places were even torn and bleeding. However, after adapting to the strength of Chu Tianxiong's fists, he defended even more tightly. He repeatedly used the move "As If Sealed, Yet Open", becoming more and more proficient with each use, accurately blocking Chu Tianxiong's fists every time. Occasionally, he could even counterattack once, although it was not threatening, it gradually aroused Chu Tianxiong's anger.

After a long period of unsuccessful attacks, Chu Tianxiong's offensive was like a tide, his fists covering Zhang Yuanjing like a storm.

Zhang Yuanjing became more and more confident as he fought. He was neither afraid nor flustered by Chu Tianxiong's wild attacks, and he steadily responded with the Binding Dragon Hand. However, his arms were beaten until there was no good flesh left, and the pain was so extreme that they became numb. He gritted his teeth and persevered, treating them as if they weren't his own arms, continuing to dance and fight hard.

Before long, the experienced Chu Tianxiong calmed down and stopped attacking continuously. Instead, he used the advantage of his movement technique to walk around Zhang Yuanjing, occasionally attacking a few times. He didn't take the three hundred breaths mentioned by the ancient demon image to heart, deciding to slowly grind him down and eventually knock Zhang Yuanjing down.

Not long after, the two hundredth "grain" of "golden sand" rolled down. At this time, the arena suddenly shook, and a five-zhang-square light罩 appeared under their feet, encircling them within it.

The two stopped fighting with tacit understanding and turned to investigate the light罩. They saw that the light罩 was flickering with red light, and tiny bubbles were repeatedly appearing and bursting on its surface. Zhang Yuanjing reached out and slapped the light罩, but it was soft and unyielding, reflecting all his strength back.

The light罩 was covered with a powerful aura, and it was constantly increasing. As the aura increased, the bubbles that emerged from it gradually became larger, and the impact generated after the explosion also quickly became stronger.

Zhang Yuanjing couldn't help but be secretly surprised. The bursting of these bubbles actually triggered the aura on the light罩, causing it to gradually become unstable. Once it reached a certain level, the entire light罩 might explode, and the people inside the light罩 would have to bear the force of the explosion, the consequences of which were unimaginable.

Zhang Yuanjing speculated with malice that Zhulong's purpose was to use this arena to kill him, not to deal with Chu Tianxiong. He didn't think that the explosive force of this light罩 could do anything to a Nascent Soul True Person.

However, a strong sense of anger and shame welled up in Chu Tianxiong's heart. This hateful illusion maker actually tried to force him, a dignified Nascent Soul True Person, to fight a trapped beast with a Core Formation cultivator.

He glared fiercely at Zhang Yuanjing, abandoned his previous elegance, and soared into the air. His bones creaked, as if he had used some secret technique. Immense power erupted instantly, and his fists seemed to shatter space as they fell directly towards Zhang Yuanjing's face.

Zhang Yuanjing only had time to tilt his head before Chu Tianxiong's fist struck his shoulder, causing a piercing pain, as if his bones were about to shatter.

He groaned and took a step back. Before he could use "As If Sealed, Yet Open", he took another punch to the face. His entire head almost split open, his face bloomed with blood, two teeth broke, his head buzzed, and he almost fainted.

Chu Tianxiong became ruthless, not giving him any chance to breathe. He immediately followed up with another heart-wrenching punch, rushing straight towards him.