Chapter 210: A Small Test of Skill

Looking at the green-robed youth before him, Zuo Mutang never dreamed that in just a few short years, he would have advanced to the Golden Core stage, and judging by the Spiritual Pressure radiating from his body, he was not the least bit weaker than him!

No wonder Zhang Nuo was so overbearing this time; it turned out his cultivation had achieved success. He gritted his teeth, his expression becoming grave, and the Red Skull in front of him moved its jaw with a 'clack-clack' sound.

"Zuo Mutang, didn't you leave me a Sound Transmission Talisman, saying that after I succeeded in forming my Golden Core, I should come here to sit for a while? I accept your request!"

With his Flying Sword spinning in his hand, Zhang Nuo looked at Zuo Mutang proudly and said.

"So it was you who formed a Golden Core that day?"

Hearing Zhang Nuo's words, Zuo Mutang wanted to slap himself twice. Had he known it was like this, he would have found any way possible to dig out Zhang Nuo while he was forming his Golden Core. Now it was fine; he had tried to steal a chicken only to lose the rice, and the Sound Transmission Talisman he left behind had actually lured this little fiend here.

The crowd on both sides of the street heard this and understood at once: the youth before them was truly a Golden Core cultivator, and one who had just advanced not long ago. It seemed there was a good show to watch this time.

"That's right! It is me! Today, I will use your head to celebrate my successful Golden Core formation!"

As he spoke, the form of the Flying Sword in Zhang Nuo's hand blurred, and the next moment it vanished.

"Not good!"

Secretly thinking this to himself, Zuo Mutang had his escape light surge forth and he flew toward the high sky in an instant. Just as he fled his original spot, the Flying Sword that had vanished from Zhang Nuo's hand quietly appeared there; had he been even a moment slower, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"Old man! You run quite fast!"

With a cold, sinister laugh, an escape light also appeared on Zhang Nuo, and he shot up into the sky. Matters had reached this point, and Zuo Mutang had no way out; it was clear that Zhang Nuo had come this time to take his life!

With a light lift of his finger, the Red Skull before him flashed with light and charged toward Zhang Nuo. This Magic Treasure had been refined by Zuo Mutang for many years, and its power far exceeded Zhang Nuo's imagination.

Before the Magic Treasure even arrived, a wave of bloody-smelling Spiritual Pressure had already pressed down upon Zhang Nuo. His expression sank slightly, and as Zhang Nuo gave his robe sleeve a light flick, over a dozen streaks of white light emerged in succession.

One could only hear the sound of air being torn incessantly; in an instant, the dozen streaks of white light collided with the Red Skull. A burst of metal clashing rang out, and the red and white lights bloomed with waves of Spirit Power, spreading out in mid-air like water ripples.

Once Zuo Mutang saw this, he felt more confident. Through the exchange just now, his Magic Treasure could completely go head-to-head with Zhang Nuo's Flying Sword. With a cold 'hehe' laugh, he opened his mouth again, and two ink-black Flying Swords were spat out.

These two black swords grew in the wind, instantly expanding to over a zhang in length, and following a low shout from his mouth, they slashed straight toward Zhang Nuo.

With a slight movement of his Divine Sense, Zhang Nuo locked onto the two large black swords at once. His chest heaved slightly, and immediately two silver dragons, each a zhang long, flew out from his body and charged toward the two black swords.

With two loud 'Boom—' sounds, the silver dragons forcefully knocked the two swords away. The next moment, Zhang Nuo changed the hand seal in his hand, pointing out over a dozen techniques in succession, which all merged into the Flying Swords currently battling the Red Skull.

In an instant, dragon roars resounded through the sky. The dozen Flying Swords transformed into silver dragons simultaneously, and with a single coil, they firmly trapped the Red Skull within.

Having entered the Golden Core stage, Zhang Nuo's body was filled with abundant Spirit Power, and the Spirit-Transforming Flying Swords were even more handy; he felt no strain at all while transforming over a dozen Flying Swords at once!

Looking at the silver dragons dancing all over the sky, Zuo Mutang's eyes went a bit blank. One had to know that the Spirit Power required to transform so many Flying Swords was not a small amount; that Zhang Nuo could do this with such ease was somewhat too bizarre.

"Old thing! Go to hell!"

Zhang Nuo stood in mid-air, looking at the astonished Zuo Mutang, and pointed a single hand at him. Instantly, a streak of silver light extended from his palm, its speed shockingly fast!

Unprepared for this move from Zhang Nuo, Zuo Mutang was caught off guard. In the blink of an eye, the silver light reached his proximity, and as his figure swayed wildly, he finally dodged the fatal blow.

Afterward, the silver light retracted, and what appeared in Zhang Nuo's hand was actually a small ruler! Having failed to land the blow, Zhang Nuo looked slightly surprised. However, he now had a measure of the Measuring Heaven Ruler's power.

"Little brat! You're courting death!"

Having been broken into a cold sweat by Zhang Nuo's strike just now, Zuo Mutang was also furious. He had thought that since he had only just formed his Golden Core, his strength would not be that great, but seeing it now, that was not the case at all.

Whether in terms of Spirit Power or Magic Treasures, Zhang Nuo was not the least bit inferior to him! This made Zuo Mutang's heart beat with anxiety. He had been in the Golden Core stage for decades, trapped in the early stage without any progress. He only possessed a mere few Magic Treasures in his hands.

It seemed that without using all his Magic Treasures, he would be unable to kill Zhang Nuo at all! Thinking of this, Zuo Mutang moved his Divine Sense, and a streak of black light flew out from his body. After a transformation in front of him, the black light dissipated, revealing a Black Bowl.

Holding the bowl in his palm with one hand, he pointed at the two huge black swords, and immediately the two Flying Swords flew back, vanishing into the Black Bowl with a flash of light.

Zhang Nuo raised his eyebrows slightly, knowing Zuo Mutang was about to make a major move. Not waiting for the opponent to strike first, he unleashed the Measuring Heaven Ruler. The small ruler flashed with silver light in mid-air, then one became two, two became three; within a few breaths, thousands of ruler shadows filled the sky.

Zuo Mutang scanned these ruler shadows with his Divine Sense and was greatly alarmed. Holding the bowl, he hurriedly cast two techniques, after which the sound of bitter, incomprehensible incantations rang out.

"Go!"

With a whisper so low it was almost inaudible, the ruler shadows filling the sky flowed with light and smashed toward Zuo Mutang like raindrops. The Red Skull was entangled by over a dozen silver dragons and could not return to rescue him. Seeing the numerous silver ruler shadows attacking, Zuo Mutang let out a long roar, and the Black Bowl in his hand was unleashed.

"Boom!"

The Black Bowl exploded less than three zhang in front of him. At the same time, amidst the black light, a black wall nearly a hundred zhang high blocked Zuo Mutang's front.

"Hehe! No matter how sharp your Magic Treasure is! I fear you cannot break through my defense!"

Seeing that Zhang Nuo had too many Magic Treasures and fearing he might be hit if he were careless, Zuo Mutang played his strongest defensive trump card.

The giant wall transformed by the Black Bowl had astonishing defensive power. After a round of attacks by the thousands of silver ruler shadows, it remained completely undamaged; instead, it exhausted the power of the silver ruler, which eventually returned to its original appearance.

Zhang Nuo beckoned with one hand, summoning the silver ruler back to his side, and stared at the black giant wall with a faint, cold smile on his face.

"Let's see how long you can defend!"

After the battle just now, it was clear that Zuo Mutang was already at a disadvantage, forced to use defensive methods. The crowd watching from below was dumbfounded; that Zhang Nuo, who had just formed his Golden Core, could beat this overlord of Guyan City into such a state was truly remarkable.

While the crowd was astonished, Zhang Nuo waved his robe sleeve again, and a Golden Light flew out, spinning around before stopping in front of him. The Golden Light dissipated, revealing a large seal—it was the Heaven-Turning Seal!

'Pfft'—as the Heaven-Turning Seal appeared, Zhang Nuo spat a mouthful of essence blood onto the seal. Afterward, the seal grew wildly, reaching several dozen zhang in size in the blink of an eye.

Hiding behind the black wall, Zuo Mutang felt the new Magic Treasure Zhang Nuo had unleashed with his Divine Sense, and his expression sank slightly. Judging solely by the feeling from his Divine Sense, this Magic Treasure was extraordinary.

"Boom!" After a dull sound of impact, Zuo Mutang only felt the black giant wall in front of him tremble slightly, as if it had been struck by some heavy object.

In a panic, he scanned with his Divine Sense and saw a golden seal slamming heavily against the giant wall.

"Well come!"

Instead of being angry, Zuo Mutang was delighted and let out a loud shout. Hearing this, Zhang Nuo felt a jolt in his heart; the opponent's reaction was not normal, and he immediately wanted to recall the Heaven-Turning Seal.

The thought had just arisen in his mind, but it was already too late. Zuo Mutang changed his hand seal, and two giant palms grew rapidly from within the black giant wall, embracing and trapping the Heaven-Turning Seal against the wall. No matter how Zhang Nuo tried to recall it, the seal would not move, and his mental connection to it was slowly weakening!

This shock was no small matter. The Ancient Treasure Heaven-Turning Seal had great power; he had not expected that a full-force strike would fail to shake the black giant wall, and instead, it had been firmly trapped within it.

Looking at the pair of palms extending from the black wall, Zhang Nuo felt even more anxious. He pointed with the silver ruler in his hand, leaving a ruler shadow in the air that struck directly onto the black wall.

'Boom!'

A loud sound came, and because the Measuring Heaven Ruler attacked a single point, this attack clearly had an effect. The black giant wall was knocked to the side, revealing Zuo Mutang hiding behind it.

Having landed the blow, Zhang Nuo did not hesitate any further. Nine Flying Swords flew out from his body in succession; as soon as they appeared, they flashed and vanished. The next moment, these nine Flying Swords appeared around Zuo Mutang and quickly formed a circle!

Having witnessed Zhang Nuo's Instant Sword at the beginning of the fight, how could Zuo Mutang not know its danger? His figure shot violently toward the high sky, abandoning the black giant wall in front of him.

However, what he did not expect was that at some point, the Measuring Heaven Ruler in Zhang Nuo's hand had been unleashed. Just as he was flying toward the high sky, he saw the ruler shadows filling the sky above his head crashing down, leaving him no room to breathe.

His heart sank, and Zuo Mutang shouted that it was bad. He hurriedly moved his Divine Sense, wanting to pull the black giant wall up to block the ruler shadows filling the sky, but no matter how he urged his Divine Sense, the black giant wall below did not respond. Looking down, his whole heart turned as cold as water.

I saw a white lotus flower wrapping the giant black wall within it, with countless sword Qi swirling around as the lotus slowly bloomed. It was precisely Zhang Nuo's "Lotus Fall" Sword Formation.

All of this happened extremely rapidly, in almost just the time of a single breath, leaving Zuo Mutang no time to make any reaction.