Chapter 465

Seeing Xiao Yongling's peaceful expression was finally shrouded in a trace of gloom. The "Eastern Cui Yushan" formed by the spiritual energy in the clouds pushed slowly, suppressing the flow of magic power and weakening the power of his long halberd. The long sword in his hand burst into brilliant light, blocking the attack head-on.

Xiao family ancestor Xiao Xianyou died overseas back then, and even the Xiao family's signature spell didn't come in handy. The Xiao family relied on past relationships to bitterly beg a Zhenren from the Purple Smoke Sect, only using a spell to project an image of a ring to inquire everywhere, but there were no results.

Later, decades passed, and Yuan Su Zhenren made several moves, and the magic treasure was precisely a ring. The Xiao family didn't dare to ask, but they secretly suspected in their hearts. Now, Tang Shedu's words were simply pressing the Xiao family's face into the ground and stepping on it.

These words were half-hidden, more than enough to compare to using Li Chijing to guard the southern border to mock the Li family. What was agreed upon earlier was precisely for Seeing Xiao Yongling to block Tang Shedu. Seeing Xiao Yongling simply triggered his immortal foundation and held his sword to stop him with all his might.

And with Tu Longjian's spiritual sense transmission, this black-red token finally gushed out surging gray fire, roasting the several magic shields until they hissed. Yu Muxian presented a lotus shape with one hand, blocking Tu Longjian's golden hammer, while his other hand recalled, summoning the several magic shields back.

As soon as this golden shield left, the surging flames immediately rushed toward his face. Tu Longjian raised his eyebrows, his spiritual sense moving:

'Get rid of the Gold Cymbals above his head first! With this thing on him, Senior Yuanjiao cannot get close! He comes from a family of sword immortals, he must have talisman swords in his hands!'

He transmitted his spiritual sense, and the flames immediately surged, tilting slightly upward, rolling toward Yu Muxian.

Yu Muxian identified it carefully, and he already knew in his heart:

'!' 【Six Dings Tianwu Tianwu Binghuo】! Shortening life and harming destiny, transforming treasures and eliminating evil, mainly dispersing, extinguishing, and burning the void. The Yin and Yang in the grotto-heaven are balanced, respond with Mansion Water.'

He threw out a jade bottle from his sleeve, changed to a different sealing technique, pointed to the ring finger for Ren, the long finger for Gui, and swung his sleeve hard, swinging out a piece of light blue brilliance.

That jade bottle also poured a drop of jade dew in the air, clashing with this brilliance, and it turned into a stream of seawater, pouring down from the sky. The Six Dings Tianwu Tianwu Binghuo collided from bottom to top. Yu Muxian cast a spell lightly, already occupying the advantage of the formation's imagery.

It's just a pity that this gray fire is, after all, the Six Dings Tianwu Tianwu Binghuo. It still burned his seawater completely clean. A rather precious spirit object was spent just like that to block one attack.

Yu Muxian didn't feel any heartache. The golden ring in the sky rotated rapidly, blocking the golden rays that streaked across the sky like meteors one by one. Li Xuanfeng had already been trapped by a golden arrow, and all he released were arrows condensed from Jin Gang, trapped in that golden ring, constantly wearing away.

Yu Muxian's eight golden rhombuses also rushed over, colliding with Tu Longjian's golden hammer. For a time, relying on the blessing of a Early Zifu Spirit Treasure 【Stop War】, he forcibly stabilized it.

Tu Longjian's golden hammer turned back, flames rose from under his feet, and he finally stopped hiding his immortal foundation. The 'Malevolent Fire' was hooked, and streaks of malevolent fire rose on the golden hammer.

This flame was bright in the center and hazy at the edges, as if looking at flowers through fog. Each one flew and swirled, wandering by his side. Once this fire appeared, the Yin and Yang around him were reversed, Yang flourished and Yin declined. The lotus on Yu Muxian's body flickered slightly, and a golden hammer arrived instantly.

"Boom!"

Yu Muxian's palm went numb, and he couldn't hold the spell. The lotus petals beside him were immediately blown away like willow catkins in the wind. Tu Longjian's immortal foundation triggered the balance of Yin and Yang, taking the opportunity to shatter his spell in one fell swoop, making him slightly terrified in his heart:

'Male Fire... Tianwu Tianwu Binghuo... how are they all things that burn gold!'

Just as he moved his fingers, Tu Longjian's second hammer followed closely, hammering toward the 【Heavenly Gold Cymbals】 above his head.

His spiritual sense ached faintly, and a sweep of his peripheral vision already saw the gray Tianwu Tianwu Binghuo behind him approaching rapidly. He immediately made a choice in his heart.

'Li Xuanfeng can no longer hurt me, and this 【Heavenly Gold Cymbals】 can't find him either, better to abandon it... save the effort of maintaining it.'

He let Tu Longjian swing the hammer and reached out to summon the Stop War ring.

The Stop War ring was already slightly sluggish, having eaten a dozen arrows, full of Jin Gang wandering in the ring. Yu Muxian played along, lowering this spirit treasure to suppress the Tianwu Tianwu Binghuo.

In an instant, gold and fire intersected in the ring, a lively scene. Thick smoke burst out, fire and gold flowed, and golden-red light spots scurried everywhere. It sprayed several mouthfuls of thick smoke in a row, burning Yu Muxian's feather clothes until they turned slightly red.

This plan of his was very clever. The Tianwu Tianwu Binghuo and Jin Gang ground each other, consuming each other. He formed a spell to summon the six golden shields, changing to defend against Li Xuanfeng.

Yu Muxian calculated clearly in his heart. Seeing Xiao Yongling was no match for Tang Shedu. As long as he dragged it out, the one laughing last would definitely be his own side:

'Just see if the 【Six Gold Spirit Disks】 can steadily block Li Xuanfeng!'

His face turned slightly pale, and the 【Heavenly Gold Cymbals】 above his head had already been smashed to pieces, turning into flowing light and disappearing. Yu Muxian operated the spell to drive the golden rhombuses to block Tu Longjian, but his expression changed again.

The Tu Longjian before his eyes was covered in bright fire, and with one hammer, he hammered a piece of golden magic treasure until it flew backward for several feet. The golden hammer flipped up and down, smashing these magic treasures until they flew everywhere, actually having a sense of breaking through bamboo.

Even worse, the sharp buzzing sound rang in his ears again, his ears stinging, as if they were about to bleed. Yu Muxian took a step back and set up the six golden shields.

"Boom!"

A violent collision sound exploded. Yu Muxian only felt a heavy force hitting his side. The magic shield covering his side trembled slightly, seemingly without much movement.

Yu Muxian wiped the blood flowing down from his ears. He didn't feel relaxed because of the excellent performance of the magic shield; instead, his heart sank to the bottom again. His spiritual sense swept, slightly startled.

"Crack..."

This magic shield hesitated for a breath, making a bang sound. A crack slowly appeared on the back. Yu Muxian lowered his eyebrows, puzzled in his heart:

"Shouldn't be... although this attack is sharp and unparalleled, it shouldn't be enough to crack a 【Six Gold Spirit Disk】 in one hit..."

But the situation didn't allow him to think too much. He could only awkwardly block Tu Longjian's attack. Peering with his spiritual sense, the two Early Zifu Spirit Treasures in the air had already fought fiercely, seemingly stubborn about deciding who was superior.

The Six Dings Tianwu Tianwu Binghuo token didn't need to be controlled, continuously spitting out gray flames, like a long gray river washing over. The Stop War golden ring rotated constantly in the air, like a long whale sucking water, sucking all the gray flames into the ring. The ring body was already burned slightly red.

And in the middle of this golden ring, golden-red light flickered alternately, occasionally spraying a few black smoke clouds. The two spirit treasures had long since broken away from their respective masters' control and were fighting fiercely together.

Looking at Tang Shedu's side, after more than a dozen rounds of rapid close-quarters combat, Seeing Xiao Yongling had already vomited blood, relying entirely on his magic power to put up a desperate resistance. Tang Shedu appeared relaxed and at ease, even having the mood to look up from time to time.

Meeting Yu Muxian's gaze, Tang Shedu realized he couldn't drag it out anymore. The long halberd in his hand hung upside down, lighting up with white light. Seeing Xiao Yongling's face changed gradually. Tang Shedu glanced at him coldly. The long halberd, which had always been sweeping and stabbing, was finally raised high, and a dazzling long ray rose from the halberd.

"Played enough!"

Tang Shedu's armor was dazzling, but Seeing Xiao Yongling suddenly raised his head, neither dodging nor defending, nor raising his sword to defend. He operated his magic power and pressed the jade hook in his sleeve.

Emerald brilliance rose, turning into a barrier. At the same time, the buzzing sound in Yu Muxian's ears grew louder. Tu Longjian had already smashed all eight magic treasures and swung his hammer toward his face.

Alarm bells rang in his heart, and he finally flicked his sleeve, throwing something out.

'【Go Cloud】!'

This thing only left a little white light in the air before disappearing. On the contrary, Tu Longjian opposite him groaned, the bright fire on the golden hammer in his hand extinguished instantly, and it slipped from his hand.

"Pfft!"

Tu Longjian's face turned pale, and he retreated for dozens of feet. Only then did the sound of a blade entering flesh come from the air. He swallowed the blood in his mouth, his spiritual sense moved, and he saw it clearly.

A short sword was appearing in front of Yu Muxian. It looked ordinary, in the shape of a small rhombus, with two patterns carved on the handle, floating lightly in the air.

He panted slightly. Yu Muxian opposite him hurriedly recalled the golden ring. The Stop War golden ring retreated two inches reluctantly, but a series of roars rose suddenly.

"Boom..."

Yu Muxian's face turned slightly pale. The six round shields around his body made a series of crisp cracking sounds. The Jin Gang penetrated these six magic treasures, colliding with his feather clothes, making crisp clanging sounds.

He had just relaxed, but blood dripped from his chin. His hands twitched nervously, but his spells and magic treasures were all restrained, unable to provide support. His heart was finally terrified, and a sentence floated through his mind:

"How..."

'Calculated wrong! This grotto-heaven has a lower world!'

In an instant, the weapons in the hands of the few buzzed in unison. The sea of clouds retreated like a receding tide. The 'Eastern Cui Yushan' that Seeing Xiao Yongling suppressed in the air vanished into thin air in an instant. The Tianwu Tianwu Binghuo retreated, and the golden ring jumped.

"Buzz..."

The few felt a pain in their ears, and blood flowed from their ears. Only then did they see a golden light that reached the sky rise from beneath the sea of clouds.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

When this golden light appeared in everyone's field of vision, it had already reached the sky, far away in the boundless night sky. The people in the grotto-heaven looked up one after another, looking at the light in shock.

Yu Muxian stood quietly in the air, several talismans that had been burned to ashes appearing beside him, falling slowly like smoke and dust.

Five or six shields formed by spells stood in front of him, all full of cracks, all leaving a round hole. Only then did they seem to react suddenly, slowly turning into white flowing light and drifting away.

Yu Muxian's feather clothes drifted like willow catkins, falling down, revealing a thin inner lining. There was an extra round hole in his chest. The golden light penetrated from his abdomen and flew out from behind his neck.

There wasn't a drop of blood in this hole, and one could clearly see the starry night sky behind him. His high nose bridge, handsome face, and even his thin body were covered with holes of all sizes, opening densely like baby mouths. Faint formation patterns appeared on his exposed skin.

"Junior Brother!!"

Tang Shedu let out a desperate roar. He had just retreated one step when the emerald green brilliance that had protected Seeing Xiao Yongling earlier rose up, turning from defense to offense, invading his body from top to bottom.

This golden light was imposing and dazzling, making everyone feel like their faces were being cut by knives, and their six senses were lost. Tu Longjian was slightly stunned, but Yu Muxian paused abruptly, and a white light rose from his body.

Yu Muxian opened his eyes abruptly. His two eyeballs had been split into four petals, and blood finally flowed out. A formation pattern lit up on his brow, and the corner of his mouth curled.

His usual caution and his years of living in seclusion with Yuan Su as a hypothetical enemy saved his life. He had placed dozens of Foundation Establishment talismans on his chest, meticulously outlining formation patterns year after year, just to block that one attack during a life-and-death escape.

He never thought that this attack wouldn't be spent on Yuan Su, but it still saved his life in a crisis. At that moment, dozens of talismans accumulated over many years were activated together, which was the only way to collect and weaken that golden ray, saving his life.

Yu Muxian's body actually healed slowly like mud. His four-petaled eyeballs slowly merged together. Streaks of flowing light rose in his Rising Yang Mansion. Four talismans flew out from his sleeve, turning into a light cover to shroud him inside.

His magic power was mixed with blood energy. Although he looked fine on the surface, he was already as fragile as a porcelain doll. Tang Shedu was in golden armor, his face full of annoyance, and he had already stood in front of him with his halberd horizontal.

Yu Muxian didn't have a trace of gratitude; instead, his voice was cold:

"Has Senior Brother played enough? If I die here, you'll see how Master tortures you."

Tang Shedu was incomparably domineering outside, but he was scared into a cold sweat by this sentence. He hurriedly took out several talismans from his storage bag and handed them to his junior brother Yu Muxian. White patterns appeared on his face, and he looked at the few people in front of him solemnly.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

Several golden lights broke through the air, but they were all collected into the circle by 【Stop War】, making clanging sounds, appearing particularly harsh in this stalemate.

Seeing Xiao Yongling's face was pale; he was the weakest among the few, having suffered not-so-light injuries to drag Tang Shedu. Tu Longjian's expression was a bit ugly, silently covering the wound on his abdomen, seemingly hesitating about something.

Yu Muxian swept a glance roughly, knowing the crisis had been resolved. But he was cautious. Even though he had several Foundation Establishment magic shields protecting him, he still pinched those few talismans, mobilized a trace of magic power, and prepared to use them, but suddenly froze.

Three feet away from his side, the clouds and mist suddenly dissipated, and a middle-aged man stood quietly, his sword held in his arms, the blue-white brilliance so rich that it seemed it would drip out the next moment.

His roar had just flown into his throat when this middle-aged man drew his sword abruptly.

A clear breeze blew in the heaven and earth. The precious sword at Seeing Xiao Yongling's waist jumped clangingly, incomparably excited, as if it would jump out the next moment.

On the mountain peaks, in the clouds, and in the great hall of the grotto-heaven, the blue blades at the waists of the cultivators trembled one after another, clanging to leave their sheaths. They looked up thoughtfully:

The stars in the grotto-heaven were dim, and a blue-white crescent moon rose in the layers of light gray clouds and mist.

(End of chapter)