Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

The raging fire burned the sky, and the formation of swirling sand had collapsed. The handsome young man looked at Zhang Yuanjing, who was unscathed and hadn't even used a powerful magical treasure, and was somewhat shocked.

The cautious thought in his mind flashed only for a moment before being replaced by his innate arrogance. Moreover, he still had even stronger methods that would ensure his invincibility. He produced three more crimson-gold flying swords, which, along with the original one, moved in unison like a plum blossom, slashing towards Zhang Yuanjing.

At the same time, he pointed his hand at the ink-jade gourd hovering in the air, intending to activate this powerful weapon once again.

Zhang Yuanjing frowned, feeling somewhat annoyed. He activated the Heavy Earth Art sword, setting up a swirling sand formation within a radius of several dozen feet around him, disrupting the attacks of the four crimson-gold swords and the magical treasures of the fat cultivator and the sturdy man. He also moved back the earth prison that had trapped one sword, using the fully charged Armor-Piercing Axe to chop at the sword.

"Clang!"

Sparks flew from the sword, and its luster dimmed suddenly.

The handsome young man who was casting the spell was struck as if by a heavy blow. He cried out "Ah!" and his face turned pale. The clear light emitted by the jade ruyi protecting his chest also weakened significantly.

He was both shocked and angry, and was about to rebuke when a bright light flashed before his eyes, startling him. A thought of retreating and dodging flashed through his mind, but before he could act, he felt a pain in his right arm, and the spell in his hand dissipated.

"Spare him!"

"Don't hurt him!"

The fat cultivator and the sturdy man each shouted, and seeing that the Limitless Blade had only wounded the handsome young man, they both breathed a sigh of relief.

The two men moved quickly, rushing to the side of the handsome young man, and watched Zhang Yuanjing warily.

The handsome young man had suffered a great loss, his jade-like face flushed red, his eyes filled with murderous intent, wishing he could cut this enemy into pieces with a single sword strike. However, he was, after all, a promising disciple of the sect, arrogant but not reckless. He still knew the importance of things, and forcibly suppressed the method he had been preparing to use. But the anger was stuck in his chest, and he hated the unremarkable Daoist in front of him to the bone.

Zhang Yuanjing retrieved the Armor-Piercing Axe and the Limitless Blade, flicked his sleeves, and turned to leave. The three men watched him go, without making a move. Even the handsome young man remained silent.

Zhang Yuanjing had held back at the last moment. If it were his usual style, he would have returned the favor to anyone who tried to kill him, as long as he could beat them. On the one hand, although these three had not announced their origins, it was not difficult to guess that they must be from Burning Sun Mountain from the ink-jade gourd. The sect's Real Person was one of the seven stewards of the Stewards Hall, and he couldn't afford to offend them too much. On the other hand, he also vaguely felt that the handsome young man was hiding something strange, most likely a method left by a Nascent Soul Real Person. Once he really tried to kill him, it might trigger that method, and the consequences would be unpredictable.

After escaping fifty miles away, he landed in a forest, and then used the Earth Evasion Technique to sneak back.

When he reached the place of battle, the three men were already gone.

He then headed towards the place where he had seen Zhou Tianbao. Halfway there, he took out the Sky-Covering Shroud, and as he approached the dense forest, he slowed down, listening carefully, but heard nothing.

After thinking for a moment, he turned east, heading straight for the basin. The basin was not large, only ten miles in circumference. There was a waterfall in the northwest, which formed a small river after falling, flowing along the edge of the basin towards the southeast, and disappearing into a dense forest.

He released his divine sense and looked around, but found nothing suspicious. He then followed the river into the dense forest. The river meandered through the forest for three or four miles, before turning towards the mountain wall at the eastern edge of the forest. It passed through a clump of dense, ten-foot-tall shrubs, and then flowed south along the base of the mountain wall.

He was about to send his divine sense into the bushes to investigate when he suddenly heard someone talking, so he quietly approached and hid below.

"Senior Brother Zhou, now that outsiders have arrived, this place may be difficult to hide. Let's take action as soon as possible," a low voice said.

"After several battles, all the Real Persons in the sect have gone to the west. Only Real Person Shen is left in Monster Suppression City to recuperate. Junior Brother Yan has gone to invite him, but even if it goes smoothly, it will take several months to get here. With just the few of us, it may be difficult to steal the item from under the nose of that Great Demon," said a vigorous voice, which was Zhou Tianbao's.

For this person, who was usually arrogant and domineering, to say "somewhat difficult," it seemed that it really was not easy.

"It's all because we junior brothers are incompetent and failed to capture that Daoist, otherwise we wouldn't have to face such a situation!" This was the voice of the fat cultivator.

Immediately, someone echoed, which was the sturdy cultivator.

Only the handsome young man remained silent.

Zhou Tianbao said, "Forget it, in recent years, many cultivators have come to the Transverse Mountain Range. Those from the Central Domain and the Southern Domain are fine, but even those from the Eastern Domain and even the Northern Domain have come. It's inevitable that there will be some strange ones. You just didn't understand his methods, otherwise how could you not have captured him? There's no need to mention this matter again, let's talk about how to deal with that Great Demon."

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent.

After a long time, someone said, "This Giant Turtle is good at defense but not good at attack, especially its escape technique is not strong. How about a junior brother who is good at flying go to pick the spiritual herb, while the rest of us distract it from the side? Moreover, the Giant Turtle Great Demon sleeps in the depths of the mud, and hasn't moved for years. If the commotion is not too great, it may not be alarmed."

Zhou Tianbao said, "What Senior Brother Yue said is a good idea. To snatch something from the side of the Great Demon's bed, we always have to take some risks. With just the few of us, it is impossible to come up with a perfect plan."

This person was arrogant, but he was very experienced in considering matters. After saying this, he waited for everyone to think for a few breaths before asking, "I wonder which junior brother is willing to take on this important task? If successful, the best pill from the Profound Pill Hall will belong to him in the future."

Then, he paused and asked again, "Junior Brother Kuai, is this arrangement feasible?"

"I will leave it to Senior Brother Zhou to decide, Junior Brother has no objection." The one speaking was the handsome young man.

The group from Burning Sun Mountain, led by Zhou Tianbao, consisted of six people in total, five of whom were in the late stage of Core Formation, only the first person to speak was only in the middle stage of Core Formation.

"Since that's the case, are there any junior brothers who would like to volunteer?" Zhou Tianbao asked again.

After two breaths, a slightly feminine voice said, "Senior Brother, I am willing to go."

This person was the fat cultivator.

"Good! Junior Brother Dongfang, it would be best if you could go!"

The six men discussed for a while, and then went to prepare separately, preparing the corresponding magical treasures, spiritual talismans, and combat consumables. They also discussed the combined battle method and escape route. Three days later, they went into a stone path from the bushes and gradually disappeared.

Because the front was blocked by rocks, and there was no soil layer even after going down hundreds of feet, Zhang Yuanjing had no choice but to drill out of the ground and enter the bushes where Zhou Tianbao and the others had been hiding. The innermost side of the bushes was the mountain wall, and there was no stone path that could be passed through. He scanned it several times with his divine sense, but found nothing unusual.

So he released the Azure-Eyed Suanni Beast and let it identify the location. Since breaking through the Great Perfection stage, this divine spiritual beast had completely restrained its aura. If one did not carefully examine it, one would not be able to recognize that it was a demon beast in the Demon Core Realm. Its azure eyes were also hidden, and would only be revealed when it concentrated its spirit in its eyes.

The Azure-Eyed Suanni Beast only glanced at it before darting forward and pouncing on a stone wall. At the bottom of the stone wall was a clump of grass that was half a person tall, the same as the surrounding area.

The Suanni Beast raised a front paw and slapped it in the grass, and a layer of aura rippled out like water.

Sure enough, there was a hidden formation set up here, which was a rare Shadowless Trace Hiding Formation. The arrangement was clever, the technique was superb, and it made the most of the surrounding environment. No wonder he had examined it several times with his divine sense, but had not found any clues.

To avoid Zhou Tianbao and the others noticing the movement, it was best not to destroy this formation.

He called the Suanni Beast back and put it into the spirit beast bag. He drilled into the ground again, passed the green grass blocking the entrance of the cave, and carefully drilled out at the junction of the soil and the stone wall. Before him was indeed a deep stone cave.