Chapter 224: Hurry

But it turned out that Long Zhu's pursuit of Fang Zhenren was too close, and it fell within the damage range of the Nascent Soul Sword Talisman.

Fortunately, Long Zhu is fast and barely dodged the strike, and Fang Zhenren also escaped with his own swift flight.

At this moment, Lin Zhenren also released a Nascent Soul Sword Qi Talisman, completely blocking Fang Zhenren's escape speed.

Jiang Tu watched Fang Zhenren, who was swept by the sword qi and whose escape light tilted and was about to falter, and said, "Elder Sang is more magnanimous than others, willing to use a sword talisman."

"Still chasing? If we keep chasing, we'll be exposed."

"This person—no, this Demon Race—why wasn't it strong when it possessed Yuan Zhenren?"

Jiang Yu guessed, "Probably when controlling Yuan Zhenren it didn't care about the other's consumption.

And after possession it becomes its own flesh, so it must cherish it."

"No need to chase further; ahead they've already blocked the person."

Long Hun clicked his tongue twice: "The Demon Race shouldn't possess a cultivator; it hasn't fully adapted to a human body yet and is being besieged—truly digging its own grave."

"Like me, without a flesh body I'm nothing; finding a chance to reincarnate would be great."

Jiang Tu, curious, asked, "Does the Demon Race also have a chance of reincarnation?"

"All living beings in the world can." Long Hun was unwavering in his belief, and upon seeing clearly the old man who blocked Fang Zhenren, he exclaimed repeatedly: "This person, a Nascent Soul cultivator? No, he lightly clapped and half‑killed the demon; not like an ordinary Nascent Soul."

"Thus: Xuantang Xingjun is a Transformation God who suppresses incoming cultivation." Jiang Tu hadn't expected the other to appear suddenly.

What it didn't know is that after Guo Jue relayed the news in the camp, Senior Brother Xing also immediately informed Thus: Xuantang Xingjun about a premium spiritual stone mine.

To be frank, premium spiritual stones are rare, and Transformation Gods covet them; Thus: Xuantang Xingjun, a Transformation God without sect support, also covets them.

Moreover, there are also spiritual treasures, all of which he loves.

"Come, come, hand over your spiritual treasure; I might give you a satisfying end." As soon as Thus: Xuantang Xingjun landed, he restrained Fang Zhenren's spiritual power and consciousness.

Moreover, he paid no mind to a group of Core Formation observers who chased after, and from top to bottom he searched Fang Zhenren's storage items, taking everything.

When he opened the spiritual beast bag and tossed it on the ground, a spiritual beast egg happened to roll out and crack; Sang Zhenren promptly scooped it up.

Then two of Fang Zhenren's teammates rushed in, saying, "Companion, this is the spiritual beast of my Nine Immortal Alliance."

"Shameless, it was clearly snatched in the cave heaven." Jiang Tu wanted to send a mental message to Sang Zhenren not to give it, but he couldn't expose Long Zhu.

Jiang Yu soothed, "Quickly return to the formation; we'll fly over again."

Anyway, it's only a little over a hundred li; after she fully unleashes her Thunder Bamboo Fan, her escape speed is no less than that of a Core Formation.

Jiang Tu turned, stood back, entered and exited the formation, urging Jiang Yu to be faster.

However, by the time the two arrived at the scene, the cracked spiritual beast egg had fully opened, and a Nine‑rank Ice Phoenix flew out.

Although its size was small, once it steadied itself and flapped its wings toward Fang Zhenren, it instantly froze him into a huge ice block.

When it spread its wings again and swooped to peck at Fang Zhenren's teammate, it said, "I am a divine beast; when did I become your Nine Immortal Alliance's spiritual beast?"

Don't be fooled by the two's relatively high Core Formation cultivation; they were pecked by this Nine‑rank Ice Phoenix, their faces blooming with peach‑colored bruises, and as soon as they fought back they were frozen into ice.

Fortunately the cave heaven lacked a Heavenly Tribulation; otherwise the Ice Phoenix would struggle even against a Thunder Tribulation, leaving no time for revenge.

Jiang Tu, standing on Jiang Yu's shoulder, laughed heartily: "You seventh‑rank human cultivators, without a Great Demon cooperating, how could you think you could bind a nine‑rank Great Demon?"

The Ice Phoenix looked up: "Hm? Long Gui?"

"Yes, Demon King, fine. Do you intend to stay in the cave heaven forever?"

"How about coming with me to the human realm to play for a few hundred years, wait until the spirit realm drives out the Demon Race, then ascend?" Jiang Tu was probing whether it knew about the spirit realm.

The Ice Phoenix refused: "I'll stay in the cave heaven; after the great battle ends, I'll return to the spirit realm with the cave heaven."

When the words finished, it raised a claw and struck; the two frozen ones, together with the shattering ice, died silently.

Only their panicked spirits fled, and fortunately the Ice Phoenix didn't chase them, merely taking the storage ring on the ground.

The group of Core Formation cultivators sighed repeatedly, and in small clusters they sent messages to each other, debating whether to ask Thus: Xuantang Xingjun to break open the spiritual ore.

Jiang Yu frowned and sent a mental message to Sang Zhenren: "Will their spirits possess others?"

"Don't worry, a demon cultivator is already pursuing them," Sang Zhenren told her, indicating the number of people.

Jiang Yu looked and indeed found that two demon cultivators were missing from their own ranks.

When she saw the Ice Phoenix moving toward Fang Zhenren to strike the ice, Thus: Xuantang Xingjun intervened: "Hold on, this is my spoils."

"He was possessed by a Demon Race released by a female cultivator."

"It must be killed." After this Demon Race possession, it still intends to refine itself, and the Ice Phoenix will never let it off.

"I have found its spiritual treasure; you may kill it at will."

"Please, fellow cultivator, melt the ice." Thus: Xuantang Xingjun only cares about external possessions; he is uninterested in any spiritual beasts or divine beasts, as raising one consumes too many spiritual stones, which he dislikes.

Seeing the Ice Phoenix hesitate, he pointed at Jiang Yu and Jiang Tu, saying, "The two of them can testify; I will not break my word."

"I can't guarantee it; don't involve us," Jiang Tu immediately objected.

Jiang Yu replied, "Demon King, do you know how to completely eradicate a demon's spirit?"

"Just like killing a person." The Ice Phoenix, for reasons unknown, stepped back, melting the upper half of the ice, allowing Xuantang to begin searching Fang Zhenren for his spiritual treasure.

The Demon Race, unwilling, had black vapors rising from its eyes, and said, "Foolish, I have a spiritual treasure within me, yet I can still be hurt by two sword talismans?"

But Thus: Xuantang Xingjun suddenly slapped his face, saying, "If you have none, then die."

And he killed on the spot, raising his hand, a Dao fire spirit light coalescing into a fire blade, vertically cleaving Fang Zhenren's head.

Yet the Demon Race slipped out beneath the fire blade, a small horned black silhouette attempting to turn into smoke and flee.

Jiang Yu, quick‑eyed and swift‑handed, together with the Core Formation cultivators, simultaneously unleashed their artifacts, determined to eradicate it.

But they were not as fast as Xuantang and the Ice Phoenix; the two—one fire, one ice—instantly trapped the Demon Race.

Within the massive ice block, the Demon Race's soul‑body was burned by Transformation God infant fire, letting out a few wails before no trace of smoke remained.

Jiang Tu asked, "Is it completely dead?"

"The Ice Phoenix Demon King is truly formidable," he said, "stronger than the ancient serpent."

It hadn't even considered Xuantang, this great cultivator, at all.

"Dead, a guy without even a flesh body, is easier to kill; unfortunately, there is no spiritual treasure."

"Jiang Yu, what about the spiritual treasure you mentioned? Thus: Xuantang Xingjun kept it in mind, turned and flashed to Jiang Yu's side."

Jiang Yu thought for a moment, "Give it to you, what's the benefit?"

Swish, a group of Golden Core cultivators' gazes looked toward her; earlier, everyone doubted she had obtained a spiritual treasure, but with a few Grand Void Sect True Persons present, no one directly asked her.

Bai Li True Person wanted to speak to stop it, but was blocked by Chongdao, and he transmitted mentally: "You want to argue with a fake Nascent Soul True Person Spirit Transformation?"

And Thus: Xuantang Xingjun simply said: "In the Cave Heaven, no matter where you go to search for treasure, I will protect your safety."

"Well, these are for you." He also stuffed all of Fang True Person's several storage tools into her hand.

Jiang Yu accepted it without courtesy, and asked him to use infant fire to burn it, to dispel demonic energy and such.

That black big bell was immediately handed over to Thus: Xuantang Xingjun, mainly because her cultivation couldn't use it, and moreover, its original owner wasn't dead yet.

Thus: Xuantang Xingjun swept with his divine sense and immediately noticed a clue; he immediately pointed at Jiang Yu: "You're setting another trap for me?"

Jiang Yu raised her eyebrows: "You don't want it?"

Xuantang clenched his grip, wiped away the divine sense above: "Of course I want it."

Jiang Yu also said: "Go gather spirit stone ore?"

"Let's go." It exactly suited Xuantang's wishes, but he turned his head to look at the Ice Phoenix catching up.