Chapter 598: Inviting You to Wield the Gold (Extra update for Qilixiang Xiaozhi Silver Alliance 1020)

The twelve practitioners had different expressions, cautiously falling back to their positions in unison, re-condensing the golden great formation that spanned the great river. They were male or female, their faces all shimmering with gold powder, shocked and uncertain.

The cultivators all stretched their necks, examining the scene in the air. They came from different backgrounds, some were masters of Qingchi Peak, some were Southern aristocratic families, some had been famous since youth, and some were old cultivators of many years. At this moment, they were all examining it carefully.

"Is he dead... is he dead..."

The middle-aged man below had a heavy expression, wearing luxurious clothing. He was Yuan Hudu, the head of the Yuan family who had once been hit by an arrow. His face was calm, but his heart was more nervous than anyone else's.

"His strength has long been superhuman! This is terrible! This is terrible!"

He looked carefully here and there, his own fighting distracted. Listening to the whispers of the crowd, two rays of white-gold brilliance fell from the sky.

"Li Xuanfeng..."

Si Yuanli, in his fluttering green robes in the air, had a complex expression, looking at the man in white armor appearing not far away.

The proper position of the Metal of Shen and You, the Metal reaching its extreme, had already transformed into the white of the West. Li Xuanfeng's Heavenly Metal armor was the first to resonate with this talisman, turning a pure white color. Pale, ghastly patterns crawled along his cheeks up to the corners of his eyes, surging into them.

"Inviting me to wield the Gold."

Li Xuanfeng had always thought this talisman was a supernatural power of blessing or a method of body protection. Only now did he realize that the reason the 【Inviting You to Wield the Jin Fu】 could be recognized by Si Yuanli at a glance was because this thing was not a talisman created by Si Boxiu at all, but a treasure—not a talisman tool, but a treasure of his Dao.

"That's right... for something as important as the Anhuai Heaven, how could a single talisman be enough? Who among those entering it doesn't have a Early Zifu!"

Li Xuanfeng's two Immortal Foundations both resonated with the 【Inviting You to Wield the Jin Fu】. As his spiritual sense surged into it, the last doubt in his heart was finally resolved.

"Why me? Why the 'Heavenly Gold Armor'?"

How could the goodwill of a Early Zifu True Person be without reason? The 【Inviting You to Wield the Jin Fu】 was originally Si Boxiu's trump card, and the 'Heavenly Gold Armor' was the most compatible with the 【Inviting You to Wield the Jin Fu】...

Si Boxiu must have specially refined it into a pill and added many methods, allowing this Immortal Foundation to shine with this set of treasures. At this moment, the 'Heavenly Gold Armor' surged into this 【Inviting You to Wield the Jin Fu】, driving the various supernatural powers and magic stored within to surge outward together.

At this moment, he was like the condensation of slaughterous Metal Qi. In his white armor, he looked ferocious and terrifying. The white color spread down his elbows, bit by bit dyeing the golden bow in his hands into a ghastly white. In the sky, the autumn dew dripped like rain, pitter-pattering.

"Is he Li Xuanfeng..."

Such a doubt even surfaced in the hearts of the crowd. Behind the man, a bright light like a ring shone; his figure flickered and vanished at the pass. The autumn dew flew horizontally, and he stood motionless, yet the ghastly white Metal Qi made everyone fall silent.

Li Xuanfeng's pupils stared at the twelve Mages.

These twelve people finally felt terror. They could no longer say the words about subduing demons and devils, and they avoided his gaze one after another. But they quickly reacted, and as if they had lost face, they were furious: "Good evildoer! You still dare to resist!"

The cultivators shouted, but their hands didn't stop, tentatively casting various spells. The lake water in the magic bottle in the air was clear and blue, gushing out clean water flowers again.

These water flowers circled the bright light at his side, mixed with a patch of autumn dew, and lost their direction. The golden mirror's light shot straight over, hot and sharp, but it was dissolved before him and vanished without a trace.

Li Xuanfeng only opened his tiger eyes slightly, looking at them in a way that made people fearful.

"Hahahaha!"

While the north and south were silent, a burst of laughter came from the north. Scattered, several more Mages flew through the air, their attire completely different from the ones before them.

The leader seemed to have rushed from afar, covered in scattered wooden talismans, his clothes full of patches. He rushed to this place, took one look at the great formation, and laughed loudly, mocking: "Xu An... you brothers are truly a bunch of trash! Such a good opportunity! A full quarter of an hour, and you still haven't taken him down!"

"Now that we have arrived... the meat that the 【Kongwu Dao】 cannot swallow, we will also come to take a share!"

He laughed for two breaths, only then discovering that the river was shockingly quiet. He stopped awkwardly, looked out, and saw that among the twelve people, three had withered auras and nine had slight injuries.

He shifted his gaze to look at the man in white armor opposite, and the monk's expression quickly calmed down. He looked at the bright pass beneath his feet and silently took a step back.

The sky was full of distorted, transparent, slightly white golden Qi. Li Xuanfeng still didn't move, silently resonating with the 【Inviting You to Wield the Jin Fu】 in his body, pushing his aura to the peak bit by bit.

The ghastly Metal Qi seemed as if it would cut the cheeks of Si Yuanli, who was to the side, until they bled. Of course, he knew what was going on before his eyes, and he was very familiar with the 【Talisman of Requesting the Lord to Hold the Metal】.

This was a treasure of his Si family. To call it a talisman was not as good as calling it a spirit tool. After each use, a Early Zifu True Person had to personally cast spells to refine it before it could be used again. It was a supreme golden object, not something anyone could use... everyone's power was different... if there was no special method, only a Early Zifu could truly exert its power.

He had never doubted Si Boxiu's actions, but he was always terrified and afraid of the Early Zifu's foresight: "The 'Heavenly Gold Armor'... Brother Xuanfeng can actually wield the 【Inviting You to Wield the Jin Fu】 to this extent! Not to mention this place, even if he really entered the Anhuai Heaven, who would be his match in a single round!"

The crowd watched him in a daze. The twelve people's tentative attacks were fruitless. Seeing time pass bit by bit, they finally looked at each other, and the great formation in the air re-aggregated.

Brilliant golden light flowed, and whispering incantations were spat out by the twelve people together, echoing in the air, from whispering like ant chirps to thunderous sounds, gradually reaching a peak.

But Li Xuanfeng moved.

He still held the white bow. This bow was attached to the proper position of Shen and You Gold, and combined with his magic power, it had already shed its ferocious appearance, leaving only sharpness and slenderness. Once drawn to the full, it was truly like an autumn moon.

But there was no arrow on the bow.

Everyone was suspicious, but before the twelve people could react, it seemed that something darted through the air. The sky slowly turned white, autumn dew pattered like rain, and a chill descended from the sky.

"What..."

Si Yuanli had already stopped fighting with the two cultivators in front of him. He gently stretched out his hand and pinched a piece of something amidst the falling autumn dew.

His palm gently spread open, and it was a pink petal.

The sun was bright, the clouds in the sky had scattered, and the bright sunlight shone down. Countless pale pink petals were falling in the air, with bursts of sorrow and joy, mixed with a strange fragrance.

These petals were pink, tender, and good-looking, revealing a fragrance. They were like lotus flowers and peonies, drifting down with the north wind, scattering in the dull eyes of the crowd of practitioners, fluttering and falling into the surging river water below.

Si Yuanli's gaze followed the pink petals spinning in the river water, and he slowly raised his head. His pupils reflected the various Mages opposite him.

Of the twelve Mages, only eleven remained. ===== CHAPTER 599 =====