Chapter 169: The Divine Might of the Ancient Treasure

Seeing that the blood hand could be severed, Zhang Nuo felt a sense of relief in his heart, but what happened the very next moment caused his heart to tighten once again; he saw that the blood-colored palm extending from the Black Blood Mist, having just been severed by the Flying Sword, quickly grew a brand new blood hand.

Zhang Nuo gasped; these blood hands were like maggots on rotting bones, chasing incessantly behind him, and their numbers were growing ever greater. Although Zhang Nuo activated his Flying Sword to slash and kill them continuously, the speed at which the blood hands regenerated was truly astonishing!

The Black Blood Mist, which was over ten zhang in size behind him, came flying toward Zhang Nuo in an overwhelming manner, its flight speed not even a bit slower than his own.

"Kid Zhang, you've met your match this time!"

Inside the Sword Box, Chunyangzi was not the least bit worried; instead, he spoke as if he were watching a spectacle. How could Zhang Nuo have the time to pay him any mind now! A flash of spirit light appeared beneath his feet, and his Flying Magic Tool surged forward rapidly for over ten zhang, finally shaking off the blood hands behind him for a moment, but after a short while, those blood hands reached out again.

Having no other choice, Zhang Nuo had to drive his Flying Sword to sever a batch, using this time to dash forward again. However, after repeating this several times, he understood in his heart that this was no way to go on! There would always be a moment of failure; once grabbed by the blood hands, he would be completely finished!

From behind Zhang Nuo, within the Black Blood Mist, came the wild laughter of the demonic cultivator. He was extremely confident in this move of his; even though the young cultivator before him possessed extraordinary divine abilities, he definitely could not block the attack of so many blood hands.

"I'll fight you to the death!"

Gritting his teeth! Zhang Nuo let out a near-roar, and the Double Spirit Sea within his body erupted with dazzling white light, pouring a massive amount of Spirit Power into the Flying Magic Tool.

With a 'whoosh', Zhang Nuo steered the magic tool and flew nearly a hundred zhang away, almost like lightning! The demonic cultivator within the Black Blood Mist was slightly stunned; he had not expected the opponent's speed to increase so much all of a sudden, almost catching up to the escape light of a Golden Core Cultivator! But immediately, the demonic cultivator chuckled again.

Zhang Nuo's speed just now was indeed fast, but it was not sustainable; after one burst, the flight speed returned to what it was before. With the demonic cultivator's joyful urging, the Black Blood Mist rushed toward Zhang Nuo at extreme speed.

Utilizing the speed from just a moment ago to put some distance between himself and the blood hands, Zhang Nuo looked back and made up his mind. With a single tap on his Storage Bag, a streak of Golden Light shot out; it was precisely the 'Heaven-Turning Seal' that had just finished being repaired a few days ago!

Looking at the large seal flickering with Golden Light in his hand, Zhang Nuo knew this was his last chance. If this seal had no effect on the demonic cultivator in the blood mist, he would likely truly perish.

With a 'whoosh', Zhang Nuo cast the 'Heaven-Turning Seal' toward the space in front of him. At the same time, the countless blood hands reaching out from the blood mist had already arrived behind him.

With no time to think, Zhang Nuo steered his Flying Magic Tool to dash forward again. Seeing that he was about to be caught, the demonic cultivator naturally would not give up; with a push of his Divine Sense, the speed of the blood mist increased by a few points.

Just as the two were in the midst of fleeing and chasing, Zhang Nuo suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky not far away, where an object was floating—it was the 'Heaven-Turning Seal'! After measuring the distance between himself and the blood mist with his Divine Sense, he didn't even hesitate to cast several hand seals in succession, which vanished into the Heaven-Turning Seal in a flash.

At this moment, Zhang Nuo's body had already passed directly beneath the large seal; in just a few breaths' time, the Black Blood Mist also arrived directly beneath the 'Heaven-Turning Seal'.

Seeing that the opportunity had arrived, Zhang Nuo let out a sharp shout. The seal floating above the blood mist spun rapidly, its body expanding several times over, appearing above the demonic cultivator's head like a small mountain.

"Hmm!"

Letting out a soft sound of surprise, the demonic cultivator had not noticed at all when Zhang Nuo had cast the Magic Treasure. Now that he was beneath the opponent's Magic Treasure, he immediately felt that something was wrong!

However, before he could make any reaction, the 'Heaven-Turning Seal', which was nearly twenty zhang in size, had its bottom Golden Rune radiance shift, and ten thousand rays of Golden Light shot out from within, instantly shrouding the entire blood mist inside.

The demonic cultivator inside the blood mist felt as if his body were being pressed down by a great mountain; the entire rushing blood mist also stopped in its tracks instantly.

Zhang Nuo looked back and was overjoyed; it seemed the attack of the 'Heaven-Turning Seal' had trapped the demonic cultivator. He stopped his Flying Magic Tool, turned around, and cast several more hand seals with his hands.

As soon as these hand seals merged into the large seal, its Golden Light flared brilliantly, and the runes on the bottom shone with piercing golden radiance! The hundreds of blood hands that had previously grown from the Black Blood Mist shattered one after another under the pressure of the Golden Light; for a time, the golden light and blood light merged together.

"Damn it!"

The demonic cultivator was greatly enraged, but he had no way out now. Facing the Ancient Treasure 'Heaven-Turning Seal', all his attacks were futile. He had wanted to manifest large hands from the blood mist again, but the newly formed hands, under the intense pressure of the Golden Light, turned into faint blood light almost as soon as they appeared.

Seeing this, a smile finally appeared on Zhang Nuo's face. His figure moved, and he quickly arrived directly above the large seal. His hand seals changed, and with a slight flash of spirit light, he pressed both hands onto the 'Heaven-Turning Seal'.

"Hoo!"

Accompanied by the force of Zhang Nuo's hands, the entire large seal began to descend toward the ground! Only then did the demonic cultivator truly feel fear. Such a large seal! If it really smashed him into the ground, wouldn't he be turned into meat paste? He feared not even bone fragments would remain!

In his great anxiety, he wanted to break free from the restraint of the Golden Light, but the Black Blood Mist, shrouded within the Golden Light, could not move in the slightest! He watched as the seal, accompanied by the sound of breaking wind, was about to smash into the ground.

The demonic cultivator inside the blood mist gritted his teeth, a hint of viciousness appearing on his fearful face. Countless amounts of fresh blood erupted rapidly from his body. Just as the seal was about to hit the ground, a streak of blood light escaped from the bottom of the seal and shot away toward the distant night sky.

"Boom!"

With a loud crash that shook the earth and mountains, the 'Heaven-Turning Seal', which was a full twenty zhang in size, smashed heavily into the ground, the entire seal sinking nearly several zhang deep into the earth! It kicked up a cloud of dust all around! Zhang Nuo flashed out of the large pit and stood on level ground, seeing a red speck of light in the distance fleeing rapidly.

At the moment the seal landed, he suddenly felt something rush out from the Golden Light, and its speed was extremely fast, completely comparable to the escape light of a Golden Core Cultivator.

"Could it be that he escaped?"

With a slight frown, Zhang Nuo beckoned with one hand, summoning the seal from the deep pit. He leaned over to look into the pit, only to see that the bottom of the large pit was empty—where was there any shadow of the demonic cultivator!

"Consider yourself fast!"

Although he was unwilling, Zhang Nuo had no choice; the opponent had used a secret technique to escape, and that kind of speed was not something he could match! He reached out toward the seal in mid-air, and the 'Heaven-Turning Seal' rapidly shrank back to its original size, landing in Zhang Nuo's palm.

"If it weren't for you today! I would have been dead for sure!"

Looking at the Ancient Treasure in his hand, Zhang Nuo sighed with emotion. A moment later, he put the 'Heaven-Turning Seal' and his other Magic Treasures into his Storage Bag and steered his Flying Magic Tool to fly away toward the distance.

At this time, the demonic cultivator, whose entire body was wrapped in a layer of blood color, was flying rapidly toward the direction of Jinlan Demon Mountain. The secret technique he used came at the cost of consuming his own essence blood; although his flight speed could be compared to the escape light of a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator, the amount of essence blood required was also immense.

After flying for only half an hour, the demonic cultivator stopped. At this moment, his complexion was incomparably pale, like a sheet of white paper, and his lips were terrifyingly blue!

"Everything you have done to me, Wu Gang, today, I will remember it all! Do not let me meet you again! Otherwise, I will pay you back double!"

Having said this, the demonic cultivator named Wu Gang steered a Flying Magic Tool and slowly flew away. Having fought a great battle with someone but not even knowing the opponent's name, Wu Gang felt somewhat depressed!

As the biological son of the Sect Leader of Jinlan Demon Mountain, Wu Xu, he was called the Young Master by the cultivators on the Demon Mountain! Yet today, he had almost died at the hands of an unknown kid.

Zhang Nuo would never have dreamed that he had just almost killed a person of significant background, but the battle just now had been extremely dangerous, and his life had been on the line.

It seemed there were still many experts on the Tianyuan Continent; a guy at the Foundation Establishment Late Stage was already this troublesome. If it had been a Golden Core Cultivator, wouldn't he have had no chance at all?

Flying until dawn, Zhang Nuo finally found a town. After landing and walking into the town, he found a few shops, bought all the medicinal herbs needed to refine the 'Nine-Turn Heaven-Returning Pill', and found a place to stay.

The battle last night had consumed quite a bit of his Spiritual Qi, and he had to hurry to replenish it!

A few days later, Zhang Nuo left the town. After flying not far, he stopped in mid-air.

"I say, Senior, the materials for refining the pill are now complete, but where are we to find an alchemist?"

Taking out the Nine Dragon Sword Case, Zhang Nuo spoke to it.

"Alchemists are everywhere, but finding a good one is not easy. Don't let the materials you worked so hard to get be ruined by him in a few fires!"

Chunyangzi was also extremely cautious, fearing that finding the wrong person would ruin the pill.

For refining such a precious pill, Zhang Nuo could not find a cultivator with too high a cultivation level. If he found a Golden Core alchemist, although the technique would be skilled and the success rate higher, once the other party developed greed and kept the refined pill for themselves, he would have no way to deal with it.

If the situation were worse, the other party might kill him to seize the treasure, which was unimaginable! If he found an alchemist who was also at the Foundation Establishment Stage, Zhang Nuo feared the other party's skills would not be up to par; if they ruined the pill, the loss would outweigh the gain.

Tossing and turning, Zhang Nuo had a massive headache! Neither this way nor that way worked; what was he to do?

"Kid Zhang, how about this! You go find a small town and inquire there. If there is a Foundation Establishment cultivator who is good at alchemy, have him refine a few other types of pills first to see how his skills are! If you feel he is capable, then give him the refining method for the 'Nine-Turn Heaven-Returning Pill'!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Nuo nodded in agreement. A flash of spirit light appeared beneath his feet, and he steered his Flying Magic Tool to fly toward another town in the Daliang Kingdom.