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Chapter 469: Total Defeat, Void Ruins
Lightning exploded with a loud bang. Qi Yangui, who was suddenly severely injured, turned into lightning and escaped with the help of the Eight Pillars of Thunder activated by his Thunder Seal at the moment of hitting the ground, and narrowly avoided the stab of the strange short stick that turned into a sharp blade.

"Bang", countless thunder balls were detonated, and the brown sharp blades disappeared without a trace.

"Jin Chaohuan, Pu Xianqiu, what are you waiting for?"

Qi Yangui, who was hidden in the thunder array, felt a chill in his heart, and the sound spread.

The Taoist's attack was too strange and bizarre, and powerful. If he hadn't had the Thunder Seal in his hand and hadn't used the Thunder power to block it in time, he would have been confused for a moment or two by the sneak attack, and the consequences would have been disastrous.

Originally, according to his plan, he would launch the fastest lightning array to trap the Taoist priest unexpectedly and restrict the performance of the eighth-level illusionist.

Together with the two helpers invited, they can immediately reinforce the Five Elements Trapping Array outside, and then work together to catch the illusionist who has lost his claws and teeth. Isn't it an easy task?
But he didn't know that the warrior had seen through his plan long ago, and used some magical power to see through the well-hidden ambush. He stopped two hundred miles outside the trap, refusing to face the harsh environment of spatial overlays and void breaks, forcing him to launch the attack early.

Qi Yangui was very upset. He underestimated the Taoist priest who had just been promoted to the eighth level less than fifty years ago.

One wrong move and the whole game is lost. Now he has to face the revenge of an invisible and intangible illusionist. The most troublesome thing is that the illusionist's methods are sharper and stronger than those of him, the Thunder Master.

The blow of the stick woke him up completely.

He quickly called out the names of the two guys who had taken his deposit but were slow to show up to help.

We must drag both of them into the water, perhaps there will be a chance of winning.

Xu Yuanchang was invisible in the air, observing the eight pillars of thunder whose lightning was becoming more and more fierce and violent. He said in a cold voice: "They just passed by here and have no grudges against me. Why did they wade into the muddy water you have committed? Isn't it better for each of us to go our separate ways?"

He was not afraid to fight three people of the same level, but the environment here was too complicated. What if the main culprit who was good at lightning escaped during the fight?

With Qi Yangui's inhumane and crazy power of placing sacrificial spirit seeds on the descendants of his clan, slowly absorbing their vitality and blood, hiding in the Upper Domain for a thousand years, and then looking for another opportunity to slowly take revenge on the disciples of Dengxian Temple, it would be a tangled trouble.

For extremely insane guys, we must take advantage of their weakness to kill them, and beat them to death with one blow.

Don't leave any troubles and don't make enemies.

Two figures appeared near Xulinpo, shrouded in a glittering light, obviously on guard against the Taoist's elusive short stick attack. One of them smiled and said, "We are businessmen, we are honest and trustworthy, and we will never cheat anyone."

"Correct!"

Another person briefly echoed.

The two men suddenly attacked at the same time, and two jade talismans exploded. Two rays of light, one golden and one green, intertwined, breaking through the void of a hundred miles and hitting a column of light coiled by a thunder dragon to the north of the Eight Pillars of Thunder.

"Boom", the huge power of the talisman exploded continuously, almost destroying the light column in one of the core of the formation.

Golden and green light waves rolled, sweeping across the thunder array and tearing a gap of a hundred feet.

"Brother Qi, I've returned your deposit. Let's go."

"No one owes each other anything, hahaha!"

The two figures disappeared into the broken void of Xu Lin Slope. As Eight-Layered Tower cultivators from the Great Wilderness Mountains, they were used to robberies and had already planned a way out. In case of internal strife due to uneven distribution of the spoils, or if they got into trouble for other reasons, they could leave at any time.

At worst, I can change my name next time and continue to hang out in the Upper Domain.

The great path of spiritual practice and interests are the most important. Getting entangled in personal grudges is the most foolish thing to do.

Qi Yangui was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

Those two damn thieves actually took advantage of his misfortune at the critical moment and returned his deposit in such a shameless and vicious way.

A single move can affect the entire body. The Eight Pillars of Thunder were originally designed for killing and were not suitable for forming a trap. At this moment, he was unexpectedly stabbed in the back by the helpers he invited. He was immediately exposed to many flaws and was affected, and he could no longer hide.

He secretly thought that he was in trouble, but before he could use the Thunder Escape Technique to escape.

"Puff", a short spear appeared from the side, broke through the lightning resistance and the protection of the precious clothes, and stabbed fiercely from the left rib.

Qi Yangui's face was filled with pain and he shouted angrily, "Thunder is shining in all directions! Command!"

The Taoist's strength still exceeded his estimation, and his grasp of the opportunity made him tremble with fear.

Knowing that he could not delay any longer, when he was on the verge of life and death, he decisively abandoned this body and used the secret method of thunder and explosion to disperse the soul that had returned to life and death and let it escape. As long as the life is there, there will be no shortage of firewood.

He took note of this deep hatred.

A huge bronze monument as big as a mountain suddenly fell from the sky.

Four transparent talisman mountains drew the power of heaven and earth, circling and breaking through the lightning that suppressed them overhead.

The exploding lightning shot out over ten miles away. More than ten points of light hidden in it screamed in despair and turned to fly towards the Fu Mountain above. No matter how they struggled, they could not escape the divine power of the word "Zhen".

Qi Yangui didn't expect that he would be defeated miserably. He was forced to use thunder to blow himself up, and not even a trace of his soul could escape.

But it's too late to regret.

"boom!"

The bronze tablet smashed into the ground with unstoppable force, shaking the earth and sweeping away the broken thunder formation.

Xu Yuanchang appeared on the top of the stele, stretched out his hand to imprison the remnant soul, and put it into a jade bottle.

After advancing to the eighth floor, after decades of training and familiarity, his control over the Heaven-Suppressing Monument became increasingly handy. He possessed two semi-immortal weapons, and with his ability as an illusionist who could borrow the secret power of the wind god to appear and disappear in secret, he was already able to surpass his peers.

He waved his hand and collected all the remains, fragments and treasures scattered over dozens of miles.

Xu Yuanchang shrunk the bronze tablet again, and a golden light flashed as he made a hand gesture.

The figure disappeared from the spot.

About half a minute later, two figures quietly emerged from the broken mark in the void of Xulinpo, and scanned the battlefield of a hundred miles. They only found the residual breath of thunder and fire, the blood that had been burned and dried, and a few pieces of meat. The two looked at each other in horror.

This was over too quickly.

Xu Yuanchang walked into the Qiyuntai blessed land and sat cross-legged on the Wuxintai to regulate his breathing and recover.

Competing with people of the same level in terms of wits and strength, it seems like winning is easy and satisfying.

In fact, every step of response and grasp of the opportunity is very mentally demanding. The winner makes more calculations. He fully utilized his own advantages, linked them together, and developed them into an irreversible chance of victory, leaving no chance for the opponent to turn the tables or escape.

About an hour later, he opened his eyes and a jade bottle appeared in his hand.

He drew the remnant soul in front of him, pointed his finger with a cold expression, and the remnant soul woke up with a scream.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, Qi's behavior was motivated by greed. I know my crime is unforgivable. I beg you to please, considering that cultivation is not easy and that God is merciful, allow my remaining soul to return to the netherworld so that I can have a chance to be reborn. Qi is willing to reveal the location of the treasure on the island, which includes a hundred pieces of eighth-level materials in exchange for your reward." Qi Yangui knew that begging for mercy was useless, so he calmed down and settled for the next best thing, hoping to exchange the treasure for hope.

When you reach the eighth floor, unless an immortal intervenes, you won’t get much by searching the soul.

Xu Yuanchang said coldly: "Answer a few questions from Xu first, and then I will discuss the deal with you."

Qi Yangui hurriedly said, "Please speak, I will tell you everything I know."

Xu Yuanchang first asked the remnant soul who Jin Chaohuan and Pu Xianqiu were and whether the two knew his identity.

It was learned that the two were originally cultivators from the Great Wilderness Mountain Region, and later joined a sect in the Dark Cloud Continent, which allowed them to cleanse their evil deeds and advance to the eighth level. They often hung out in the Jade Ruins Region and the Chenfu Region, and occasionally played the role of killers who were paid to rob cultivators.

Qi Yangui did not tell the target's identity and background, as the other party did not care about that at all.

Through questioning, Qi Yangui only had a general idea of ​​his situation. He knew that he was a disciple of the Golden Immortal, but he was not aware of his heroic feat of killing three monks from the Eighth Floor with his own hands. Some of the news was blocked by Mu Xiaoxiao and others and was only circulated in a small range.

Ordinary monks in the eighth floor have no access to the secrets of the upper circle.

Xu Yuanchang pondered for a moment, flipped his hand, imprisoned the expectant soul again, threw it onto the altar of creation, slowly refined it with the divine light of creation, and spent more time to clear the consciousness and memory of the remaining soul.

He only needed the pure spirituality left by that soul.

The last time he asked Mu Xiaoxiao for advice, he learned how to put the existing ownerless souls into high-grade magic weapons and cultivate the spirituality and weapon soul. He wanted to try to increase the power of Master Du Jing's seal.

Old Monster Qi wanted to lure him into a deal with huge profits, but he made a wrong calculation.

He has an entire blessed land of spiritual medicinal materials. Would he create hidden dangers for the future of Dengxian Temple just for a hundred or so high-level materials?
He knows a lot about souls, reincarnation and Shinto methods. There seems to be only one level difference between the eighth level and the seventh level, but the difference of that remnant soul is too great. That's why he was able to agree to the drill dragon back then and let its remnant soul enter the underworld after making some tricks. He is quite afraid of Qi Laoguai, the Thunder Master.

How could he do such a stupid thing as losing the big picture for the small?

He took out the Thunder Seal, and the lightning flashed with a hissing sound, wandering unruly on the surface of the ancient seal.

A smile appeared on Xu Yuanchang's lips. A huge magical power enveloped him. The light was dazzling and the thunder and lightning roared. After about a quarter of an hour, he cleared the mark of spiritual consciousness left by Old Monster Qi in the seal and re-inserted his own mark. The thunder seal returned to calm.

Erase the marks on the two space treasures left by Old Monster Qi and open them.

The smile on Xu Yuanchang's face became even more intense. Old Monster Qi was so worried about the sect and the family that he must have carried all his valuables with him. There were a large amount of materials and magic weapons in the space. More than a dozen eighth-level talismans were seized, but unfortunately most of them were jade talismans.

He put more than two hundred pieces of eighth-level materials together with the materials he had accumulated.

After cleaning it carefully, he found a bottle of fairy dew and spiritual liquid, which made him overjoyed. After he refined and purified it using the Creation Divine Altar, each spiritual liquid bead could quickly restore and replenish his cultivation, which was more effective than swallowing a seventh-grade top-grade elixir.

He was not interested in other rare medicinal materials, elixirs and the like, and would hand them over to Mr. Zeng when he returned.

After sorting out the harvest, Xu Yuanchang sat quietly and reviewed the process of his fight with Old Monster Qi. Two hours later, estimating that the ancient city of Shenmu in Yuxu Domain had entered daytime, he stood up and made hand gestures to activate the Fantasy Fairy Ring.

He returned to the familiar Fangcun Mountain area and entered Lintian City with a different appearance and scholar's attire.

He did not dare to rashly use the Qiyuntai blessed land as a transit point to travel into the complex environment of the Yuxu area, fearing that he would plunge into danger and bring trouble upon himself.

Take the cross-border teleportation formation and return to the ancient city of Shenmu.

Xu Yuanchang flew alone at low altitude to the southeast, exuding an unusual aura.

The monks who were working in groups of three or five gave way in advance to show their respect for the masters.

It took three days, traveling during the day and sleeping at night, avoiding countless dangerous places, and referring to the geomancy map, and finally arrived at Jingmu Cliff, 50,000 miles away, safely.

From hundreds of miles away, you can see a solitary cliff that pierces the clouds like a giant tree in the gray sky. It is very recognizable among the bare and endless mountains.

Xu Yuanchang walked closer and walked six times along the Jingmu Cliff from the foot of the mountain. He counted to the nineteenth natural cave, which was on the downward slope of the cliff. He stopped and looked around.

The wilderness was dotted with spatial overlaps and void breaks, and no other cultivators were seen within two or three hundred miles.

He dodged into a dark cave about two meters deep and crashed into the jagged stone wall on the left. He felt as if he had passed through an invisible barrier. The light and shadows in front of his eyes changed rapidly and he entered a dark space.

Xu Yuanchang noticed that the spiritual energy in the space was thin. It was a semi-forbidden place, filled with cold, gloomy and dead air.

Suddenly, countless tentacles of varying thickness emerged from the ground, either entwining or pouncing, launching sneak attacks from all directions.

"Swish, swish", the short stick in Xu Yuanchang's hand turned into a stick sword, and slashed it in front and behind him. With the power of a semi-immortal weapon, no matter how powerful the monster was, it could not resist. It left a field of dark green broken tentacles and escaped into the ground.

The sticky green liquid flowed, and the air was filled with a strange sour smell.

He used a stick sword to pierce a broken but still twisting "tentacle", and took a closer look at it. It was clearly a piece of plant root, and the mucus oozing out of the wound was extremely corrosive and toxic.

His master called these kinds of spaces "void ruins," and each one was different.

During the travels, the ruins of Jingmu Cliff were mentioned as a curiosity, but the old Taoist refused to say what specific treasures or dangers there were.

His spiritual sense was seriously disturbed and he could only scan the distance of about three miles. There were countless roots baring their fangs and claws in the darkness, protesting against him. Xu Yuanchang held his stick and sword, exploring deeper step by step.

Not a blade of grass grows on the icy ground.

There was a wisp of white mist emanating from his body and hair.

He was unaffected by the strange cold air and tried to find the body of the ancient tree monster with countless roots. The size of the ruins was unknown and he did not see any traces left by the monks. The roots in front and behind him all avoided him.

Xu Yuanchang stopped at the three-li position that his spiritual sense had previously reached, pointed his finger forward, and shouted softly: "Fire!"

The sparks suddenly exploded and instantly turned into a pure green sea of ​​fire, sweeping across every inch of air within a few miles, burning all the roots extending out of the ground, and turning every place it passed into a glazed scorched earth.

This is the new magical power of "Yin Yang Pure Fire" that he comprehended with the help of the fire essence. It is blessed by the power of the Tao and is extremely powerful.

The billowing flames quickly spread ten miles away. Using fire to overcome wood, he didn't need to search for the trace of the wood monster that provoked him, as that would likely lead him into the wood monster's trap.

With just one move he can turn a passive situation into an active one.

Sure enough, a sharp, angry scream was heard in the distance, and the scorched earth ground shook and cracked.

The sea of ​​fire, which was at the end of its strength, was extinguished by the swarm of cold fog.

Facing the surging fog, Xu Yuanchang raised his stick sword, pointed it at the distance where the wood monster was screaming, and said, "Come on, I will chop you into pieces and use you as firewood!"

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(End of this chapter)