Chapter 756

The bright white light spots flickered, rapidly expanding and changing. A waterfall-like thunder light poured down, blocking the gray rope. The sound of violent thunder finally rang out:

"Boom!" The 【Purple Talisman Origin Light Secret Method】 was, after all, the orthodoxy of the Thunder-Poyun strategy. The thick thunder light and violent impact spread together, with even greater power than the previous magic tools, clearly causing the gray rope's speed to decrease greatly, and even sending it flying backward.

But this thunder waterfall did not show off its power for long. The mountain and river patterns on the gray rope lit up one by one. The center of the thunder light seemed to have a hole, suddenly shriveling up. The purple thunder slurry all surged into the gray rope like a long whale sucking water, and in an instant, it was wiped clean.

"It's a spiritual artifact of the Earth and Metal virtue! Earth extinguishes flourishing thunder, Metal consumes residual electricity; it is the most effective against my thunder light!"

Li Cheng saw it immediately. For years, it had been his thunder light that used its domineering speed to slay demons and eliminate evil to restrain enemies; now, he had finally reached the point of being suppressed by others. He pulled back his spear, turned around, and retreated, stepping on thunder.

Ding Weijin on the side had already rushed over to help, striking the gray rope twice with his staff. However, the gray rope was unhurried, escaping into the Great Void. Situ Biao and the others forced their way over together to intercept him, while Situ Mo went to chase Li Cheng with a cold face and stepping on the wind.

Two escape lights, one gold and one purple, soared into the sky. Li Cheng didn't even think, heading east. The dark cyan brilliance on top of his head rose, and the screens unfolded one by one. The brilliance of 【Heavy Abyss】 surged out, rushing toward Situ Mo.

But Situ Mo's escape light was all cultivated by himself, not borrowed from any magic tool, and was difficult to be knocked down. This person had long understood the purpose of the 【Heavy-Bright Cave-Profound Screen】 in the sky, and the golden needles and golden blades had long been tucked into his sleeves. Facing the incoming cyan brilliance, he only paused slightly.

Fortunately, Li Cheng's escape light was a notch faster than his, temporarily taking the lead. The light of the 【Heavy-Bright Cave-Profound Screen】 turned, but a piece of gold appeared in front of him, captured before his eyes. It turned out that the opponent's spell had secretly circled around to the front.

Thunder gathered in Li Cheng's palm. He pushed with both hands, scattering the spell. As he rode the thunder, a thought flashed through his mind like lightning: "Situ Mo has a spiritual artifact; it must be the Zifu interfering!"

Li Cheng's panic was not great; instead, his heart was heavy with gravity: "Who is behind this? Situ Huo? Jin Yu? Duxian? Senior Chang Xiao... it's not even just one person, but the common will of several Zifu..."

"Is it for the sake of my family's heir... I am just a thunder-method cultivator whose path has been cut off; where is the need for such a large formation?"

"It is to force Minghuang to show himself. It is not just a matter of Senior Chang Xiao. I have long known that there is probably no one in the Zifu who wants to see Minghuang break through to the Zifu, but I did not expect their actions to be so cruel!"

Li Cheng had always had a deep sense of astonishment at Senior Chang Xiao's sudden attack and his behavior of offending them to death. At this point, he finally realized: "I suspected earlier that Senior Chang Xiao had repeatedly attacked the Son of Heaven and would plot against Minghuang, but I did not expect it to come so straightforwardly and so quickly. It seems I underestimated the malice of the various families toward my family. How is Senior Chang Xiao not complying with the common will! Regardless of whether the cultivators are willing to see Minghuang fall into Senior Chang Xiao's hands, at least on the point of forcing my family's heir to show himself... there are already too many, too many interests converging..."

As for after he shows himself, some people hope to capture him, and some people hope he dies... Senior Chang Xiao saw this point exactly. As long as he forces Li Ximing into the sea and he cannot free his hands, even if Yehuai is unwilling to attack, there will be too many Zifu who will add fuel to the fire. Not to mention Jin Yu and Chijiao—even the Qingchi Situ family behind the Li family, do they not have the intention to force the Li family to a dead end?! If the Li clan is to join Qingchi, this is the best time!

Although Li Cheng did not know about the Luoxia Mountain affair, he viewed these persecutions as wariness toward his family's head, and the conclusion he reached was no different, gradually sorting it out.

Thoughts flashed in his heart. Situ Mo behind him had a ferocious expression. He reached out into the air and caught a gray rope. The bright mountain and river patterns flickered, and his voice rolled like thunder, shouting: "Li Cheng! Die!"

This shout woke him up: What kind of situation was Situ Mo in? Situ Mo, as clearly recorded in the clan history, was a cunning and vicious figure. His own eldest sister had also been in contact with him; he was indeed an ambitious hero. Such a person, even if he wanted to use some spell or sacrifice some magic tool, would naturally be silent and calm in expression to prevent him from being on guard. How could he be as ferocious in expression and thunderous in voice as he was now, as if he were afraid that he, Li Cheng, wouldn't know! In this instant, Li Cheng's heart was bright, realizing a point: "Even if he is aggressive and wants to kill me, if I continue to escape and make a bigger scene, it will fit his interests! He wants to force out Minghuang... He wants to cause chaos, so that everyone's eyes fall on the family head, and he also satisfies the Zifu. Only then does he have a glimmer of survival!"

At this moment, he, Li Cheng, was like a black moth on a spider web, flicking its wings and struggling to survive. Was the golden-skinned poisonous spider on the other side not also trembling, in the same web, seeking to survive? "Boom!"

A purple thunder torrent surged out, smashing behind him, impacting a piece of thunder light. Golden needles retreated everywhere, but a gray rope like a poisonous snake flew out from among them.

Although Situ Mo looked desperate and indignant, and thus his words were harsh and vaguely reminded him, he understood even better what should be done and what should not be done. He did not relax his hands at all, and this spiritual artifact that suppressed thunder continued to bind him.

Li Cheng had already taken the elixir at the right time, and red light lit up on his body at the same time. His cultivation base and lifespan were both reduced, and he rushed toward the east.

The other end of the Funan territory was where Li Minggong and the others were fighting with the Duxian Dao. Although the situation was equally pessimistic, it now seemed to be his only turning point!

"It's ridiculous... Duxian is the number one enemy on the surface after my family advanced to Zifu, while the other families are polite and smiling. I didn't expect that now... I would actually have to entrust my hopes to the goodwill of the Duxian Dao!"

The mysteries of the world are like this; everything reversed overnight. Li Cheng rose into the air, and just as he stepped on the thunder, he heard Situ Mo behind him let out a crazy roar: "Escape! Can you escape!"

This sound, pushed by magic power, resounded through the sky and entered Li Cheng's ears in an instant. A moment of hesitation appeared on the young man's expression, and thoughts shuttled through his mind:

Can I escape?

Just using Situ Mo chasing him, Li Cheng, to force Li Zhouwei to show himself, would this small Funan territory, which is only the size of the north bank of Wangyue Lake, be too short? Thunder is swift; if there is any omission, and Duxian is willing to help, wouldn't it be a waste of time and opportunity? "It's not a chase... it's my life... Situ Mo's meaning is probably that he has more than one spiritual artifact... there are more... if he is forced, he will act first."

Li Cheng's thunder dissipated, and the gray rope fell, blocking the road ahead. He barely took a step, feeling his whole body three times heavier. He changed direction and headed toward the river.

Across the river is Wangyue Lake, which is also where Li Zhouwei is in seclusion!

Upon this change of direction, Situ Mo immediately understood that the opponent had understood to some extent, and he was extremely relieved, but he still broke out in a cold sweat: "Fortunately, the Li family is smart!"

He would never have thought that such a thought would appear in his mind, but now it had clearly emerged.

"Go south, go to the lake to force out Li Zhouwei, and both you and I will have a way to live; otherwise, you die... and I will also be cooked!"

Situ Mo's face was still fierce and agitated, and the anxious look in his eyes had not faded, but the spell in his hand stopped for a moment, clearly relieved, and even the gray rope slowed down.

Li Cheng rode the thunder and took several steps. Situ Mo used the spiritual artifact to force him across the river.

"Boom!"

The spacious river water appeared in front of him. The Tangjin Sect Master slowly raised his eyebrows. The gray rope's light shone brightly, and talismans flowed out from the mountain and river patterns, condensing into strands of pale golden brilliance in the air and falling down, clearly with divine operation.

It is not very rare for a Foundation Establishment cultivator to hold a spiritual artifact in their hand to resist enemies. Ning Heyuan of the past could also be counted as one, and what he held was an ancient spiritual artifact. But whether in terms of cultivation base or fighting ability, or even the fit between the spiritual artifact and the orthodoxy, he, Ning Heyuan, clearly could not compare with Situ Mo.

Now that this divine mystery had appeared, Li Cheng clearly felt the surroundings becoming obscure, as if he were placed in mountain ravines. This gray rope continued to enlarge and spread, descending pale golden brilliance from the sky, locking him with the help of the Great Void.

Situ Mo was not a person to be trifled with. Now there was only the way forward. The Tangjin Sect Master gradually gained confidence and had already pondered the next plan: "【Mountain-Darkening Peak-Moving Rope】 must not be held in hand. As long as we reach the lake, Li Zhouwei cannot sit idly by. Even if he is really in seclusion, he will be anxious enough for Li Xuanxuan to force him out."

"Once he shows himself, immediately smash the 【Mountain-Darkening Peak-Moving Rope】 onto Li Zhouwei, hit Li Cheng with the Zifu talisman, and abandon the spiritual artifact to escape!"

Situ Mo was confident that as long as the 【Mountain-Darkening Peak-Moving Rope】 was not in his hands, the Zifu's gaze on him could be reduced by ninety percent!

"As long as I don't escape with the spiritual artifact, and don't hide in the Zifu formation of Tangdao Mountain in the north, but instead head straight for the East Sea, I will definitely be able to survive!"

"Because—I can still be used to fish out Li Ximing!"

"As long as I am useful, I can live!"

Situ Mo was worthy of being a person who climbed from the son of a concubine to the position of Sect Master step by step. In such a dead end, he had actually found a way to live in one breath! He was not afraid of what Li Cheng could do, just staring gloomily at the opponent's back: "Anyway, Li Zhouwei will show himself sooner or later. Showing himself doesn't necessarily mean anything will happen, but it can save your own life. There is no one in the world who doesn't cherish their own life, let alone not having to exchange Li Zhouwei's life for it!"

Situ Mo's eyes stopped on Li Cheng. Clearly, there was spiritual artifact suppression and talisman protection, and Li Cheng also knew that stopping would mean certain death, but his suspicion surged again, pondering: "But the Li family uses clan bloodlines and ancient morality to restrain their disciples, and Li Zhouwei is the family head. How do I know if Li Cheng is a stubborn person who takes his life lightly?"

So the next moment, he silently hid a handful of golden needles in his sleeve and poured magic power into them. A gloomy voice suddenly emerged: "Li Cheng! If you dare to die, I will turn to kill Li Minggong!"

Li Cheng's figure flashed like thunder on the river for a while, then suddenly stopped. Situ Mo's cold voice followed: "Don't think I can't do it. The True Persons will only think I am sensible!"

Li Cheng's eyes widened slightly, and those ink-dot eyes stared straight at the opponent. He joined his fingers with one hand, hanging two inches in front of his chest, and reached back with the other, pressing against his back, also joining his fingers. Both fingers were pinching a golden talisman.

The talisman in front of Li Cheng suddenly lit up, rushing out a string of dark cyan brilliance, thick as rock, solemn as a clan temple. It was the 【Blessing Technique】 of the Earth-virtue Qingxuan path! And the talisman behind him lit up with intense black light, hidden like a forest shade, eerie like a witch temple. It was the 【Concealment】 of the Binggu Witch Talisman path.

Witch Talisman Jin Fu!

The stack of Witch Talisman Gold Talismans that Li Xuanfeng brought back from the Danning Palace could also be considered good treasures of the Li family. Several direct descendants of the Li family carried them. Li Xijun had once used the 【Transformation】 Witch Talisman to change into Guo Hongyao. Now, the remaining two had finally come in handy.

Once this Earth-virtue Qingxuan 【Blessing Technique】 was activated, it immediately turned into a heavy golden flow on his body. The change was not great, but the 【Concealment】 of the Binggu Witch Talisman path was activated, and the black light on Li Cheng's body surged, causing the gray rope in the sky to freeze.

A spiritual artifact locking a Foundation Establishment cultivator through the Great Void is absolutely inescapable until death, but at this moment, Li Cheng seemed to be isolated from the world, breaking free from this piece of gold and rising on thunder.

"Good! It really broke free!"

Li Cheng clearly remembered the purpose of the Witch Talisman. When Li Xijun brought it back, he explained that 【Concealment】 seemed to be the condensation of the Zifu divine power of 'Do not investigate me', and its greater function was to be able to escape Zifu calculations.

"They can't calculate me anymore either!"

Li Cheng knew clearly in his heart that now it was the various families pushing each other, adding fuel to the fire, which led to the current situation. That is to say, no Zifu would personally use divine powers to hook Situ Mo or himself!

"My family's Zifu is outside, and under the eyes of everyone, no one wants their own orthodoxy to be restless for four hundred years! They can't calculate what I'm going to do next, so I have autonomous space!"

His figure had just broken out of the gold when Situ Mo was shocked. But his eyes had long turned golden. He took a step, and the golden needle flew out from his sleeve. Countless golden hairs shot in all directions like light.

His reaction was astonishingly fast. He had long hidden the magic tool in his sleeve, and the moment Li Cheng took the talisman, he began to cast the spell, fast enough to be almost synchronized with the opponent!

Li Cheng's move was unexpected. Any other Foundation Establishment cultivator might have lost a moment, creating an opportunity for the subsequent escape, but Situ Mo, the knife chosen by the Zifu, had been hammered and tempered, swallowing resentment, and was too sharp and too fast! "Clang!"

The thousands of brilliance released by the golden needles extended to several miles away in an instant. A crisp collision sound came from the east.

This sound did not travel back. Situ Mo had already sensed it through the connection between the magic tools. Before his body could move, his head had already rotated suddenly. Those vicious eyes were full of bloodshot veins, and gold gathered, piercing over like two arrows leaving the string.

Li Cheng felt cold in his heart.

He very abruptly recalled the time when he was in Qi Refining and guarding the small island in the East Sea. At that time, the sea was surging, the sunset was waxy yellow, and he was holding the clan history to read. He could recite every paragraph clearly: "Later, Jin Geng arrived at the East Sea. Mo guarded the island and did not come out. When Situ Chen arrived, Chen was tricked and killed by him, and thus could not return. When the letter reached the family, Cheng looked at it and said: When my uncle was here in the past, he worried about this person many times. If he is not removed, he will be a future trouble. He once told me a word, and I remember it in my heart."

"Liao said: I would like to hear the details."

"He replied: Looking at his ambition and degree, he will definitely be a future trouble!"