Chapter 63

Chen Sanqing's sword intent attack was inherently powerful, rivaling a strong strike from a Golden Core mid-stage cultivator. Under the augmentation of the 【Fractal Phantom】 supernatural power, this attack was replicated over a dozen times; although the power was slightly reduced, it was still not something an ordinary Golden Core early-stage cultivator could withstand.

However, Zhao Yongcheng's cultivation had reached the Golden Core mid-stage, and the small bell above his head was of superior quality among low-grade Spirit Tools, possessing astonishing defensive power.

As the golden light descended, the small bell's spiritual power surged, and several cracks appeared on its surface, but it managed to hold on.

Furthermore, it converted a portion of the attack power into a spiritual shockwave, releasing it as a rebounding attack.

Chen Sanqing reacted quickly and blocked the rebounded golden light.

Zhao Shanyue followed closely by bringing out her flying sword and slashed at Zhao Yongcheng once more.

While it was called a single strike, in reality, once the flying sword reached Zhao Yongcheng, it continuously hacked and pierced the small bell. Although it could not break this layer of defense for a moment, one could see the cracks on the small bell constantly growing and multiplying.

Jia Gusheng did not use a flying sword to attack, but rather the Golden Core level high-level spell 'Fire Dragon Technique', which drew upon Spirit Qi to form a giant dragon made of scorching flames in the blink of an eye. The dragon was fifteen zhang long; although details like scales could not be seen, at a glance, one could still recognize the dragon shape.

The essence of the Fire Dragon Technique lies in the transformation into a dragon; it gains a bit of intelligence for a short time, allowing it to fight the target for a long duration until it is beaten into collapse.

Jia Gusheng's attack followed Zhao Shanyue's, and Zhao Yongcheng knew that if he were suppressed by the continuous attacks, his defense would eventually be broken, and he would be killed.

Therefore, he immediately took out several talismans and threw them at the three people respectively.

These were his trump cards, all talismans with the power of the fourth-tier Golden Core realm, each one worth a fortune.

To save his life, he had no choice but to bring them all out.

After the talismans were activated, they displayed various powers.

One transformed into a thirty-zhang pitch-black giant blade, hacking toward Chen Sanqing; another turned into a two-headed fire bird, charging toward Zhao Shanyue; as for Jia Gusheng, he was attacked by two talismans, one releasing dozens of thunderbolts and the other releasing a purple-gold arrow.

These talismans were not weak in power; with their cultivation levels, resisting them head-on would result in injury.

Upon seeing these talisman attacks, the three of them activated their array flags together. Suddenly, their figures disappeared, and three air currents accelerated their rotation; those attacks were swallowed by the air currents, not even making a sound.

Zhao Yongcheng looked at these eerie air currents, his expression somewhat grave.

The power of this array was a bit beyond his imagination; it could actually ignore attacks at the Golden Core level. To escape this place, he would have to use attack spells that surpassed the Golden Core realm.

Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly discovered that three-colored air currents had appeared on his body at some point, binding his entire body like ribbons.

His body could move, and the air currents seemed intangible, as if they could pass right through.

But no matter how he moved his body, the binding of the ribbons remained.

This must be the effect of the array, causing his spirit to wither, his physical strength to fail, and his mobilization of spiritual power to be obstructed.

Under the binding of the three-colored ribbons, his combat power was directly reduced by thirty percent, and as time passed, this weakening would likely become stronger and stronger!

He could not wait; he had to escape immediately.

Just as he thought this, a jade pendant on his chest suddenly shattered.

Zhao Yongcheng was horrified.

This jade pendant was a defensive Dharma treasure for the divine soul. Its shattering from the impact meant that he had just encountered a divine soul attack performed at full strength by at least a Golden Core mid-stage cultivator.

The three people besieging him were clearly only Golden Core early-stage cultivators; there was another Golden Core cultivator in ambush!

Thinking of this, just as he was about to react, his divine soul shook and his consciousness blurred. He immediately understood that he had encountered another divine soul attack.

He cursed inwardly, but there was nothing he could do; he could only pray that he would recover quickly and that the other party's attack would not land so soon.

After setting up the ambush, Lu Chengtong had already made a cooperative attack plan with Chen Sanqing and the others.

When the released 【Soul-Bewitching Soul-Seizing】 supernatural power took effect, Lu Chengtong immediately had them launch their attacks.

Golden light, white light, flames, and flying swords descended upon Zhao Yongcheng all at once.

The small bell Dharma treasure, having lost the control of its master's subjective consciousness, was immediately knocked down. Various attacks landed on Zhao Yongcheng; only one passively activated talisman provided some defense, but it was also shattered in an instant.

Amidst the intense pain, Zhao Yongcheng regained control of his body, only to find his physical body mangled, having lost an arm and a leg, and cracks had also appeared on his Golden Core!

"Ah! You all must die!"

The pain and the damage to his cultivation sent Zhao Yongcheng into a rage. He was clearly about to release some high-power spell, likely one that sacrificed his foundation to unleash attack power beyond his own limits.

How could Lu Chengtong give him this opportunity?

He channeled the Treasure Mirror and launched an attack again.

His own divine soul cultivation was at the Golden Core mid-stage, but shattering Zhao Yongcheng's divine soul defensive Dharma treasure had already consumed more than forty percent of his divine soul power. His divine soul power was not easy to recover, so it was more appropriate to use the Treasure Mirror to attack.

As a cultivator, losing more than sixty percent of one's divine soul power could cause a loss of control over spiritual power, leading to unpredictable consequences.

The Treasure Mirror had no such worries and could be utilized almost one hundred percent.

The previous attack on Zhao Yongcheng had used twenty percent of his divine soul power; this time, using another twenty percent, Zhao Yongcheng's every movement stopped. Having already suffered divine soul damage, he had no ability to resist at all.

A large piece of his divine soul was directly torn away by Lu Chengtong, and much of his memory was also acquired by Lu Chengtong.

Taking advantage of this moment, Chen Sanqing thrust his sword out.

The sharp, unstoppable sword intent pierced through Zhao Yongcheng's body and struck his Golden Core.

The next moment, like a glass bead, the Golden Core shattered, and the energy within was released. The massive energy triggered a spiritual power riot, which exploded the next moment.

The array was broken.

The power released by the Golden Core explosion was too strong, directly destroying Zhao Yongcheng's remnant soul and true spirit, and his physical body was left without even a trace of residue.

Fortunately, Lu Chengtong had habitually swiped the storage bag on his body; otherwise, in such a violent explosion, the material of the storage bag might not have been able to withstand it, and it might have been destroyed directly, causing the items inside to scatter and be destroyed along with it.

That would have been too wasteful.

According to everyone's plan, since Lu Chengtong had given each of them a Spirit Tool at the beginning, everything obtained from Zhao Yongcheng belonged to Lu Chengtong alone.

Having obtained Zhao Yongcheng's storage bag, Lu Chengtong confirmed that no remnant soul or intent of Zhao Yongcheng remained, and he left immediately.

Although his true self had also come this time, he had not shown himself directly and had been hiding underground.

As for the follow-up, he would separate from the three of them, and his clone would handle the rest; it was safer for his true self to stay away from this place and return to the mining area.