Chapter 345

Now he has advanced to the fourth level of the Mysterious Skill, equivalent to the Earth Immortal Jìngjiè, but with his own strength he dares to face a Tiānxiān expert.

Above the Tiānxiān are the Mysterious Immortal, then the Golden Immortal, the Great Luo Golden Immortal, the Quasi-Saint, and the Saint.

The Tiānxiān corresponds to the fifth level of the Mysterious Skill, the Mysterious Immortal to the sixth level, the Golden Immortal to the seventh level, the Great Luo is the eighth level, and the Quasi-Saint is the ninth level.

Finally, nine returns to one, which is the Saint.

Qin Yang does not know where this Mysterious Skill comes from, but being able to advance into the ranks of Saints is absolutely extraordinary.

He knows that he certainly possesses the means and schemes of an unparalleled expert.

He does not want to be manipulated by others; the only way is to enhance his strength, and he also needs a group of powerful allies by his side.

Chiyou is definitely a powerful ally.

As long as he recovers his peak strength, he will at least be a Great Luo.

"The opponent might be a Tiānxiān; don't be careless."

Chiyou reminded.

Qin Yang's expression turned stern.

He nodded and said, "Don't worry."

Ying Zheng followed along as well.

They arrived at Mount Tai.

Afterward, Qin Yang felt that he had stumbled into a barrier.

His eyes lit up, and a completely different world appeared.

Here the sunshine is bright, and the flora is exuberantly lush.

Immortal cranes dance, and spiritual monkeys offer fruit.

A small stream flows slowly by, a few colorful little fish leap out of the water and then fall back in, full of spirituality.

In Fanchén Zhong, there actually exists such a place.

This was something Qin Yang had not expected.

He had indeed been to Mount Tai before.

But he had never sensed the existence of this place.

"Only when one's strength reaches the immortal level can one sense this place, penetrate the Píngzhàng and enter; ordinary Sǎnxiān cannot find this place."

Chiyou explained.

So that's how it is.

Qin Yang suddenly understood.

No wonder that when he previously came to Mount Tai, he had never sensed this place.

Qin Yang looked into the distance and saw a large tomb.

The great tomb was like a small hill, with various runes engraved on it, suppressing it, and the flow of immortal Dao energy circulated.

However, Qin Yang discovered that the runes on the great tomb, after enduring thousands of years, have now faded and lost their former power.

Otherwise, not to mention a Tiānxiān, even a Golden Immortal might not be able to break these runes and release Chiyou's mortal body.

Thousands of years have passed, and nothing can exist eternally.

These runes are no exception.

However, Qin Yang was somewhat worried.

"Senior, are you sure your mortal body can still be preserved? Won't it completely rot?"

Chiyou was somewhat speechless.

"Do you know what a great shaman is?"

Qin Yang gave an embarrassed smile.

What he actually thought was that, after such a long time, even an immortal's body should have rotted.

Does Chiyou's true form really still exist?

Seeing Chiyou's confident appearance, Qin Yang stopped thinking further.

He walked forward.

Chiyou and Ying Zheng, however, remained in place.

There are guards here, whose strength is formidable.

Although they have not yet appeared, they are certainly nearby Fu Jin.

Once Qin Yang and the opponent start fighting, they cannot help and would only hinder Qin Yang.

That would be a battle at the Tiānxiān level.

As Qin Yang approached the great tomb, a Yinjia Nanzi appeared.

Qin Yang knew that this was the guardian of this great tomb.

He pointed his spear at Qin Yang, immortal light surged, and powerful immortal Dao runes intertwined, exerting great pressure on Qin Yang.

"Leave now, or die."

The Yinjia Nanzi spoke, each word seemingly containing supreme power.

The aura of a Tiānxiān level exploded, terrifying to the extreme.

Qin Yang's expression remained unchanged.

He had long anticipated that there would be a Tiānxiān-level expert, after all Chiyou had told him beforehand.

Qin Yang Dòngshǒu.

At this point, there is no nonsense; defeating the opponent is enough.

A Changdao appeared, pointing at the Yinjia Nanzi.

Qin Yang directly Dòngshǒu.

His Immortal Jìngjiè revealed itself, this made the silver-armored man moved.

What a fast cultivation speed, what a strong power.

Qin Yang raised his Changdao, the blade wreathed in the formidable spiritual power of the Mysterious Skill Dìsì chóng, like a golden light that tears the sky, directly striking the silver-armored man.

The aura of the Earth Immortal Jìngjiè exploded with a boom, within the sword's motion actually hid a dragon's roar, shaking the surrounding vegetation to rustle.

"Since we guard this tomb, we must fight to the death."

The silver-armored man's eyes flashed with cold light, his spear suddenly thrust out.

Tiānxiān power like a Milky Way pouring down, the spear tip's bursting immortal Dao symbols instantly wove into a dazzling light net, blocking Qin Yang's sword momentum entirely.

The two forces collided, the void actually rippled with layers, the spirit cranes within the barrier startled into flight, the river water flowed backward.

Qin Yang did not retreat but advanced, his figure shuttling through the gaps of the light net like a ghost.

He deeply knew that facing a Tiānxiān as an Earth Immortal, the only way was to overcome stability with speed.

The blade light struck nine times in succession, each hit precisely cutting into the weak points of the symbols, the light net gradually showing cracks.

The silver-armored man gave a cold shout, his spear sweeping sideways, actually drawing the qi of Mount Tai's earth veins, the entire barrier suddenly trembling, the earth cracking open like a spider's web.

"Break the mountain!"

Qin Yang bellowed, his flesh and blood glowing, bursting forth golden light. His Changdao merged with his energy, forming a giant blade that pierced heaven and earth, forcibly splitting the symbol light net in two.

The silver-armored man suffered a heavy blow for the first time, his armor shattered, immortal blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

But his expression grew even more stern, his spear suddenly plunged into the ground.

In an instant, countless runes that had lain dormant for a thousand years on the great tomb revived, turning into myriad silver needles that rained down on Qin Yang like a storm.

At the critical moment, Qin Yang's surroundings suddenly manifested a nine-layer Mysterious Skill shield.

Each layer of the shield flowed with spiritual power of a different color, completely melting the silver needles.

This is exactly the "Ninefold Mysterious Shield" he comprehended upon his advancement, specifically countering immortal Dao restrictions.

The body of the senior Chiyou, today I shall surely take it!

He pointed his Changdao straight at the great tomb, his sword intent like a raging tide, actually forcing back the rebounding power of the symbols three steps.

The silver-armored man's pupils contracted sharply; Qin Yang, merely an Earth Immortal Jìngjiè, possessed power terrifying to this degree.

"Slay the immortal!"

Qin Yang gave a stern shout, his sword momentum suddenly surged, the power of heaven and earth drawn by the Mysterious Skill, erupting with a terrifying pressure surpassing that of an Earth Immortal.

Ying Zheng watched from afar, his heart astonished: "This kid's strength has actually progressed to such a formidable level."

Just as the silver-armored man reached an impasse, Baiyun appeared ahead.

He flicked his sleeve, blocking Qin Yang's attack, completely dismantling Qin Yang's sword momentum.

"Master."

Qin Yang exclaimed.

He restrained his energy, not wanting to hurt Baiyun.

"Fellow Daoist, what do you think now?"

Baiyun asked.

Qin Yang puzzled, does Master know this person?

The other party is clearly a Tiānxiān, possessing formidable strength.

Never having heard that Master had such a friend.

The silver-armored man gave a bitter smile.

"What else can I think? If I disagree, I'm as good as dead; I have agreed to your proposal."

"Wise fellow Daoist."

Baiyun smiled.

"Actually, I have a doubt: who exactly are you, and what is your relationship with Nà wèi yé?"

The silver-armored man stared at Baiyun.

This is what he is most doubtful about.

"His closest brother."

Baiyun said calmly.