Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 1234 Government Aid
This [Na Jin Tian Xuan Guang] technique, with light under the tongue and lips and teeth as the gate, was used by Li Quewan to erase the opponent's lips and teeth with a single spell. The powerful spell, which had been built up to its limit and was about to be released, was sealed in the mouth. What could possibly happen to it?
Qingzhuo's cultivation was extremely high, so he naturally understood everything clearly.

'It's definitely not as simple as a spell failing and suffering a backlash!'

Since he began his cultivation in the mortal realm, he had never stepped across the void with such tension. He had used the Void Walking Technique to its fullest extent, and only just as the golden light in the other person's words reached its peak did it touch his back.

As a direct descendant of the Qing clan, Qing Jifang's magical skills were undoubtedly competent. However, what surprised everyone was that this powerful spell, which the direct descendant of the Golden Core stage had poured all his strength into, did not land on any enemy, nor did it miss its target—but instead exploded in his own mouth on the spot.

The deafening roar echoed through the heavens and earth, the desert sands swirled, and a terrifying golden storm slowly rose.

This gold contains boundless vitality, its light and color are extremely bright, like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, breaking through the soil, slicing up thousands of sharp lines in the sky, covering up thunder and fire, dispersing fire clouds, and soaring straight into the sky!

A stillness descended upon the vast desert.

"puff!"

Amidst this earth-shattering storm, Liu Changdie, standing in the distance with a shocked gaze, felt as if his face was being cut by a knife, and faintly heard the sound of spitting blood. Li Quewan's face also turned pale, suffering a backlash, and he spat out a mouthful of golden blood!
'This is... witchcraft?'

All eyes instantly turned to the woman's brows, filled with shock.

'There are actually such witchcraft techniques…'

Even Ye Hui, who had completely fallen into a disadvantageous position but was still desperately holding off the Great Master, shifted his gaze, a strange light shining in his pupils:
'This skill... is definitely not shallow!'

But these thoughts passed in an instant, only to be followed by a solemn, soft shout from the sky:
"Certainly!"

This sound was like a resounding bell, instantly calming the raging golden storm in the sky and dissipating the aftershocks of the spell, revealing the man in the center.

It was Qingzhuo.

The middle-aged man had a somber expression. He placed one hand on Qing Jifang's shoulder and made a sword-finger gesture with the other, pointing to the front of him. A small, amber-like bead was constantly rotating at the tip of his finger.

This bead, no bigger than a fingernail, was as warm and smooth as jade. Its power spread out, covering all directions. It was this treasure that calmed the storm of golden energy in the world!

But Qingji, whom he was protecting, remained motionless.

The Shu general's clothes were intact, and his posture was upright, seemingly unaffected. However, as the gaze slowly moved upwards, it became clear that there was nothing on his shoulders, and only a small white throat and wriggling flesh at his neck.

It looked just like a headless corpse!
Qing Zhuo was not surprised at all, and even breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Qing Jifang suffered no ordinary injuries. The [Na Jin Tian Xuan Xuan Guang] was not some external technique, but rather an explosion from the inside out! In that instant, Qing Jifang not only endured the backlash of the technique, but also the Xuan Guang divine power from within!
'Losing only a head is already a result of this uncle's profound knowledge, extremely sophisticated magic, and the fact that he suppressed the attack to some extent!'

This scene unfolded before everyone's eyes, and even Li Ximing, who had expected it, couldn't help but widen his pupils in surprise.

"it is good!"

How could he let his opponent catch his breath? While resisting the spiritual treasure, he had already closed his eyes and was sensing and igniting the fire!

Indeed, in that short moment, the Golden Kite Purple Gold Bowl that Qingjifang had used to suppress the Heavenly Crow and Fire had turned bright red and was trembling constantly. The supernatural power at the mouth of the bowl quickly dissipated, allowing the bright white flames to leap out.

Qing Jifang knew that the Golden Kite Purple Gold Bowl could not be used to delay the Heavenly Crow and Fire for long, and he was thinking of a quick victory. But he never expected such a change, and was so miserably outmaneuvered by a Purple Mansion with supernatural powers!
Qing Zhuo immediately frowned, sighing inwardly:
'This uncle is far too arrogant! The Li family is furious, to the point that they won't even give Chang Huaishan a shred of face!'

Qing Zhuo didn't actually have any ill feelings towards the Li family. In fact, he even held great approval and support for the Mingyang family, which was entangled in Luo Xia's energy, and hoped that the Li family's actions would become as big as possible... However, Qing Jifang's life was also his bottom line!

He moved two fingers forward, and the amber-colored bead spun even more violently, stopping just before the flames. In an instant, the suppressive force descended, and the flames, which had pounced like wolves, condensed in mid-air, transforming into a lifelike scene.

After a full breath, Qingji Fang's fragile hands finally showed a slight movement. His little finger lifted and rested on his thumb, and immediately a halo of supernatural light shimmered.
"God uses his life".

In an instant, this person's figure transformed into a sky full of gray winds, soaring into the sky. The clouds in the sky rolled and were filled with a fierce atmosphere. Various golden threads intertwined and shuttled, which finally condensed into a great Dharma body wearing armor and robes!

This Dharma body was golden, like golden threads condensed together, as large as a mountain. It had even separated from its original body and gathered the chaotic magic power into order. Only now did Qingji finally catch his breath, his pupils filled with infinite shock and anger, and even his supernatural powers trembled in the void!
Back when he fought Li Zhouwei, Qing Jifang always kept his losses to himself, never letting others see them. Even so, Li Zhouwei still held a grudge against him for many years…

'Li Zhouwei is the White Qilin... a dying man, it's one thing to be proud for a moment, but a nobody... dares to scheme against me...'

He Qingji had never suffered such a loss or lost such face before!
He leaped up, but Qing Zhuo remained rooted to the spot, his gaze fixed on him, a hint of something unsaid in his eyes. Finally, he shook his head, sighed, and stepped into the void.

All that remained was that single, spinning amber bead.

Qing Jifang, filled with malice, took the round bead with one hand and stepped out, along with the rope that had been suppressing Li Ximing, and rushed towards Li Quewan without regard for anything else!

Li Quewan had just been injured, so how could Liu Changdie ignore it? The supernatural power he had been gathering for a long time intertwined with colors, transforming into a disc-like silver pattern. Instead of meeting the flying spiritual treasure head-on, he gently raised it and touched Li Quewan.

In an instant, Li Quewan's aura vanished into the void, and a dazzling gate opened in the sky, locking in the pouring gray mist. She immediately understood, crossed two fingers in front of her, and a bright moon shone in her pupils!
[Issued the Mysterious Glazed Talisman].

The wondrous response of the moon allowed Li Quewan to evade the locks of various magical treasures, and her figure vanished from the desert like a drop of clear water merging into the ocean.

In contrast, Li Ximing, having escaped from the Lingbao in a single night, did not rush to rescue his juniors. Instead, he made a hand gesture and cast a spell. Various crimson lights swirled between his two fingers, condensing into a golden light full of runes, which was the [Great Li Golden Light]!
They made no attempt to hide their intentions, aiming to force Qingji Fang to intervene and interrupt!
Qingji Fang, still recovering from his injuries and having failed to obtain the spiritual treasure, felt a dark cloud descend upon him. His spiritual consciousness trembled, and he transmitted words through his supernatural powers, filled with shock and anger:
"Shan Yin!"

These words struck the ears of the Great Master who was controlling supernatural powers in the sky like thunder. The eyes of this pillar of the Sun family darkened, and he realized that this was a warning from Qingji Fang!
'In his view, I've been held up for so long by a mid-stage Purple Mansion cultivator without providing any reinforcements, not even a distant assistance; this is already extremely negligent!'

If we fail to provide assistance, we will surely incur their resentment.

But Shan Yin was just as frustrated at that moment.

'Moreover, who could have imagined... that Ye Hui was hidden so deeply!'

Shan Yin and Ye Hui once had a connection. More accurately, Shen Sou Zhenren, a descendant of the Sun family, once fought with Ye Hui in the East Sea over a spiritual object when he was at the level of a supernatural being. Shan Yin intervened to help, which forced Ye Hui to retreat.

At the time, Shan Yin was very disdainful:
"The 'Capital Guard' is incomplete in Bingguli, and scattered cultivators abound, yet to this day, very few lineages have achieved supernatural powers... What future can they possibly have!"

But it was precisely this incomplete Daoist Master who dealt him a blow when he broke through to become a Great True Person and his supernatural powers were at their peak. In fact, he even put Shan Yin at a disadvantage in the moment of their exchange. It's true that Qing Ji Fang lost face, but does Shan Yin have any glory in his face?

His "Gathering Wood" lineage excels at defense and containment. Even if his strength is inferior, he can temporarily hold off the enemy. However, since he is not "True Wood," he doesn't have the advantage of a quick victory. When he encountered Lei Huo, he felt extremely frustrated!
As his four supernatural powers appeared together, the True Man of the Capital Guard was already at a disadvantage and was even being suppressed. If given more time, Shan Yin was even confident that he could deliver a heavy blow. When Qing Jifang's order came, he had no choice but to give up his great advantage, leap up, and rush to help.

"The Gathering of the Weaver Girls"!
His target was Li Ximing!
There was no other reason than that, although Shan Yin did not know Liu Changdie, he knew the legendary "Kujin" method and was holding a spiritual treasure in his hand. Who knew what kind of power was behind this middle-aged man who came to help?
'It's better to target Li Ximing; we've already offended him, and we know him well enough to know his background!'

This supernatural power responded extremely quickly, and the emerald green ocean spread out again, covering thousands of plants and trees, carrying a strong sense of imprisonment and confinement. Li Ximing had already been fooled once and knew that this supernatural power could not be directly countered. He took only one step, and flames flickered under his feet.

【Walking on Flames】!
Li Ximing had barely grasped the basics of the Fire Separation Technique in his early years. After that, he spent his time either refining pills or practicing techniques, and did not make much progress. However, with the amplification of the Fire Control Technique, coupled with the Fire Separation Technique to burn wood, and Shan Yin's hasty arrival, he was able to escape immediately!

But the newcomer was, after all, a great master. He was on high alert, and the intimidating spells in his hands immediately dissipated. What came towards him was indeed that ghostly figure who had come through supernatural powers.

"The falcon has taken its perch."

Qingji, who had lost track of Li Quewan, glanced at Liu Changdie with eyes like swords. The magical treasure, unable to attack Li Quewan, immediately suppressed Liu Changdie nearby, and he rushed towards Li Ximing almost instantly.

'Hun Junmyeong'!
The golden threads, much dimmer than before, fell from the sky and landed on Li Ximing, whose figure transformed into a gray wind that swept over him.

When a Grand Master and a Golden Core direct descendant in the mid-stage of the Purple Mansion realm attacked together, Li Ximing felt a chill rush to his mind. A great crisis arose. He activated "Tianxia Ming" to its limit and successfully blocked "Xun Junming," whose divine power was damaged and had declined to the extreme. Without hesitation, he activated the "Chongyang Xiaxing Treasure Plate" for the second time!
The stars in the sky suddenly shattered, and figures shifted. Li Ximing moved dozens of feet to the side before he could stand still. The light waves of [Shichuan] surged, resisting the external enemy. On the other side, he grabbed [Tianwu Binghuo] without hesitation and held it in front of him.

"Buzz!"

Sure enough, a dark light appeared, piercing straight into his eyes. It was burned by the fire and then resisted by the sunlight, before it dissipated. The aftershocks still stung his face, as if it had been eroded by fire, and thick white smoke appeared.

It was Shan Yin.

Li Ximing is now a seasoned veteran, having witnessed his "Falcon's Perch" strategy. He understands that his opponent has a clever plan to establish a foothold and wait for his prey to fall into his trap. How could he possibly suffer a loss?
Having managed to extricate himself and catch his breath, Ye Hui had already caught up from afar to assist him. Without pausing, the flying mountain plummeted from the void, suppressing the white jade fan that was about to fall on Li Ximing's head. With his other hand, he grasped the thunder and fire talismans, summoning a mysterious light that landed on Li Ximing. Through his supernatural powers, he transmitted a voice, shouting sharply:
"Fellow Taoist Zhaojing!"

Both of them understood that this was the most dangerous moment, and that a single misstep could endanger their lives. Li Ximing immediately relaxed his mind and body, and felt himself surrounded by purple water and white mist, which moved him several feet away, narrowly avoiding the brilliance of the amber jade bead. Only the green and yellow ruler could not avoid it and was fixed in place by this magical treasure!
Meanwhile, the "Heavenly Nurturing Urn" hangs high, swallowing all the gray winds that fall from the sky.

But Li Ximing showed no sign of a smile. The face of the Great Master had already appeared, the light between his brows concentrated to the extreme, staring straight at Li Ximing, making his hair stand on end and feel an immense sense of crisis!
Although Ye Hui was cunning, he had agreed beforehand and was now truly doing his best. His face darkened and became extremely cold. The golden light in his eyes suddenly exploded, gushing out with a blood-red hue, which froze the Great Master, whose supernatural powers had been pushed to the limit, in place. His supernatural powers still pushed Li Ximing back, protecting him behind him, his eyes sinister and icy.

'You think you can touch someone like you who's going to protect me, Bai Ziyu!'

The hand that had been poised behind him for so long had now moved to the front, illuminating a patch of earthy yellow light:
【Three Dormitories】

The iridescent light burst forth and fell directly into the eyes of the Great Master. Dan Yin was unable to move and was directly exposed to it. However, the Wood Gathering Divine Power responded and actually transformed his eyes, causing a pair to grow back in his empty eye sockets without any damage.

Ye Hui was merely using this opportunity to stall for time, his own heart filled with immense crisis—Qing Jifang had descended from the sky with boundless rage, abandoning Li Ximing, and the amber bead in his hand was spinning, not only immobilizing him but also striking him toward his temple!

"It's the [Heavenly Amber Heart-Sacrificing Pearl]! It must not be allowed to be implanted into my body. If I'm caught off guard by this attack, I'll surely die!"

He abruptly turned his head, trying to avoid his most critical temple, while urgently calling for Lingbao's help. Just at this critical moment, a bolt of purple lightning appeared in the sky, and a thunder mace descended from above. Another silver figure emerged from Qingji's front, her pretty face cold and expressionless.
"Waiting for the Divine's Manifestation!"
A divine corpse suddenly appeared, causing tremors inside and out!
'I've been waiting for you!'

A surge of killing intent suddenly rose from Qingji Fang's golden-thread-wrapped body. Although he was frozen in place by this divine power, a golden thread suddenly descended on the woman's head, reaching straight to the sky and locking her in place. The headless body actually appeared above the clouds, and the divine power in his hand, which had been accumulating power for a long time, suddenly became bright!

He Qingji had been waiting for a long time!
Li Quewan felt all her supernatural powers and magic surge to the top of her head, rendering her unable to move for a moment. Her face was icy cold, and although she seemed to be barely able to raise her hand, she looked like she could only wait to die, but her heart was completely calm.

A white-haired figure suddenly appeared in front of her, blocking the supernatural power. The wrinkled hand had already grasped the hilt of the sword at her waist and drew the long sword with rolling waves.

Yu Shui Zhenren, Chen Yin!
The old man's face was fierce, filled with hatred as he stared at the figure in the sky. He had already pushed his supernatural powers to their limit, and the surging waters of the mansion poured down, condensing into a vast, tangible abyss in front of him.

This sword cultivator, who had attained enlightenment for many years, exuded a chilling killing intent and hatred. The spiritual sword in his hand shone brightly, faintly tinged with blood. It multiplied from one to a hundred, from a hundred to a thousand, unleashing countless sword energies like surging waves, which actually severed the earth element divine power descending from the sky.
'【Hundred Light Fractal Sword Technique】!'