Chapter 328: Strange Mouse

"Go."

Wang Yu flicked his large sleeve toward the massive wall of fire before him, casting several incantations into it.

With a "hissing" sound—

The fire wall surged into the sky, transforming into a thick cloud of fire that dyed nearly half the sky red, rolling forward to crush the opposition.

From the black Qi opposite, a sharp screech rang out; the black Qi likewise surged up, colliding with the oncoming fire cloud.

Boom—!

The black and red fire clouds burst apart, like boiling water colliding with hot oil; the two colors intertwined before scattering and extinguishing.

Following this, a behemoth charged out from the remaining black Qi—it was a giant, strange mouse, four zhang in length.

The beast was covered in hard, emerald-green hair, its mouth full of pitch-black fangs, its eyes blood-red. It had six limbs on its abdomen and a pair of fleshy, red bat wings on its back.

Even more eye-catching was the tall figure in a black robe standing on the giant mouse's back, wearing a gray bamboo hat, a giant blade strapped to his back, and a white coffin placed on the beast's back by his feet.

Witnessing this, Wang Yu didn't hesitate to urge the incantations in his hands.

The three small mirrors circling him deformed amidst peals of thunder, transforming into floating cannon forms; the three long barrels pointed simultaneously at the tall figure on the beast.

Originally, this attack form consumed too much mana for him, but after entering the Foundation Establishment Stage, he had sufficient mana to unleash its maximum power.

Almost at the same time, the tall demonic cultivator on the giant mouse raised one hand, and a pitch-black iron shield expanded in the wind to a size of one zhang, blocking his front.

A loud "hissing" sound erupted.

The three "floating cannons" trembled slightly amidst the thunder, and the front of the barrels spat out three streaks of golden light almost simultaneously, which precisely merged into a single golden line that flashed and vanished into the void.

With a muffled "puff," a wisp of golden light flashed across the surface of the iron shield and pierced straight through it.

The tall demonic cultivator seemed not to have expected this; with a roar, a layer of green mist erupted from his body, and he stumbled back two steps before regaining his footing.

Wang Yu's eyes flashed with crystalline light, clearly seeing a thumb-thick charred hole in the tall demonic cultivator's chest, yet not a drop of blood flowed out.

"Your magic artifact is interesting. If not for my formidable protective secret technique, someone else might have been severely wounded by that strike.

Whatever other skills you have, show them." The tall demonic cultivator looked down at the hole in his chest, let out a wild laugh, and moved his arm to grab the giant blade on his back.

Wang Yu frowned slightly.

The opponent's defense seemed astonishing; he might be difficult to deal with, but it was still worth a try.

Thinking this, he shook his sleeve, throwing out a small silver seal. After he urged the incantation, it grew to the size of a pavilion, surrounded by thirty-six shimmering silver spirit-pattern phantoms, pressing down on the man and beast with impressive momentum.

"Second-rank mid-grade magic artifact!"

The previously composed tall demonic cultivator let out a low cry upon seeing the silver seal's momentum, and he slashed his giant blade into the high sky without hesitation.

A large expanse of gray sword shadows swirled out, colliding with the underside of the silver seal and emitting a series of muffled thuds.

The silver seal only flashed with silver light a few times before the gray sword shadows were crushed inch by inch and collapsed.

The tall demonic cultivator pointed with one hand, and twenty silver rune phantoms appeared on the surface of the black iron shield, transforming into a black curtain that rushed up to meet the seal.

Amidst a "rumbling" sound, the black and silver lights intertwined; the seal's descent slowed, temporarily blocked in mid-air by the black curtain.

Wang Yu narrowed his eyes.

This iron shield was also a second-rank magic artifact, but its quality was clearly inferior to the Mishan Seal.

For ordinary cultivators in the Cultivation World, the quality of a second-rank magic artifact is generally judged by the number of inscriptions.

After all, the more inscriptions a magic artifact has, the more extraordinary the materials used, and usually, more inscriptions mean greater power.

Therefore, most cultivators colloquially refer to magic artifacts with fewer than twenty-four inscriptions as second-rank low-grade.

Magic artifacts with between twenty-four and forty-eight inscriptions are called second-rank mid-grade.

Magic artifacts with between forty-eight and seventy-two inscriptions are called second-rank top-grade.

Magic artifacts with over seventy-two inscriptions are so difficult to craft and possess power approaching the third rank, so they are called second-rank peak-grade.

Of course, this classification is not absolute, but for ordinary cultivators, it is enough to easily distinguish the quality of a second-rank magic artifact.

The iron shield opposite was only a second-rank low-grade magic artifact; facing the Mishan Seal, a mid-grade artifact, it was naturally at a disadvantage.

Wang Yu scanned his dantian with his divine sense and discovered that of the seven drops of liquid mana stored there, one had been consumed.

This made his heart tighten again!

After advancing to the Foundation Establishment Stage, although his techniques and magic artifacts had greatly increased in power, his mana consumption had also risen.

His mana foundation was still somewhat weak, so he couldn't help but want to end the battle quickly. He raised one hand and pointed at the giant seal in the distant sky.

A drop of liquid mana in his dantian spun, transforming directly into a massive surge of spiritual power that was poured into the distant seal.

The silver seal hummed loudly; after the silver inscriptions on its surface rolled, its volume surged again, and it unleashed a massive force, pressing down fiercely.

With a "crack," the black light curtain below shattered instantly, transforming back into an iron shield and falling.

The giant silver seal took the opportunity to flash and smash directly onto the tall demonic cultivator's head.

A muffled thud!

The upper half of the tall demonic cultivator's body burst apart as if buried with explosives, flesh and blood flying everywhere.

The remaining lower half swayed a few times before tumbling off the giant beast's back.

Wang Yu was stunned by this.

But almost at the same time, the giant mouse let out a "hiss," and a layer of crimson flame appeared on its fleshy red bat wings, which it flapped fiercely.

Two streams of flames rolled out from the wings, enveloping the mouse completely.

"Bang!"

The flames burst from the inside out, and the mouse's massive body vanished into the fire without a trace.

Not right!

Wang Yu's pupils shrank; without thinking, he flipped his hand, and a pitch-black flying knife appeared between his fingers.

"Puff!"

The next moment, his flame shield collapsed without warning, transforming into a large expanse of fire that rolled toward his front.

Amidst the rolling flames, the giant mouse flashed out with a "whoosh," spreading its wings. With a wide mouth and a large mass of white light flickering, it was about to spray something at Wang Yu at such close range.

Almost at the same time, the coffin on the giant mouse's back also let out a "bang," and the lid flew into the sky.

A short figure silently rushed out from the coffin, raised a hand, and threw a massive, emerald-green silk net to cover Wang Yu's head, while shaking the other sleeve to shoot out a pitch-black iron awl, stabbing toward Wang Yu's face like lightning. ===== CHAPTER 329 =====