Lord of Time: From a Five Elements Cultivator to a Master of All Daos

Chapter 259: A short break, the intention to be promoted

In a secret place, the space was ruined and several people were confronting a black-robed figure.

"Xue Che, this Taihua Spiritual Stele is not something you can touch, retreat immediately!"

Chen Ronglan shouted angrily.

Xue Che just sneered a few times and looked up at the people opposite him.

It was Taoist Lin Yun, Fairy Yihua, and Jie Yuanping. However, unlike Chen Ronglan, the three of them were in a very miserable state.

Especially Xie Yuanping and Fairy Yihua, because of their lower cultivation level, they could not gain any advantage in this fight, and could not confront Xue Che head-on, so they could only contain him from the outside.

Among them, the most unfortunate one was the Fairy Yihua. This female deity was just a simple spiritual practitioner and was extremely suppressed.

He is not like Xie Yuanping who has made any achievements in body training. Every attack he suffers is a severe test for him.

Sweat dripped from his forehead, blood from the corners of his mouth had soaked his clothes, and he was extremely tired.

"Daoist Fellow Yihua, can you still hold on?"

The person asking the question was Taoist Lin Yun, whom Yu Mao had invited. He was a cultivator in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm. Although he was not on par with Xue Che, it was much easier for him to deal with him than these two.

After fighting for so long, only his robes were torn and he looked tired, but there were no other injuries.

When one reaches the level of Spirit Transformation, it is unlikely that one will suffer serious injuries in a fight unless completely suppressed by the enemy.

This state is already the heaven of the human world. Every move and action has great power, enough to shake the fragile space of the human world.

Therefore, it was extremely difficult to kill him, not to mention that there were three other Jindan cultivators joining him in the attack. With them restraining him, Taoist Lin Yun was relatively relaxed.

Yihua smiled bitterly:
"I'm afraid I can't hold on any longer. I'll have to hand this demon over to you three fellow Taoists."

Everyone focused their eyes on Chen Ronglan. If we talk about who is the most relaxed person present, it must be this monk who came down to this world.

"Does Fellow Daoist Chen have any way to deal with this demon?"

The latter shook his head secretly:
"This demon is the incarnation of Mahayana Mitian, not an ordinary demon. He has profound magical powers and rare treasures. I don't have a better solution, it's just a delaying tactic."

Looking at the turbulent spirit tablet space, Chen Ronglan knew that there was no benefit in continuing to fight like this.

It would be terrible if the secret space here was broken and the spirit tablet floated away with the turbulence in the void.

Glancing at Taoist Lin Yun:
"I have a spell in my hand, but I need the help of Fellow Daoist Lin Yun. This spell is enough to control this demon for at least a hundred days, in exchange for the opportunity to seek help from the upper realm again."

Taoist Lin Yun was stunned and did not answer out of doubt.

Chen Ronglan explained:

"Don't overthink it, my friend. This method requires you and me to work together. It is not about pushing you alone into the fire pit.

"Moreover, within this technique, I am the one who bears the main force and faces this person's attack directly..."

After some explanation, Taoist Lin Yun finally nodded and whispered a few words to Jie Yuanping and the other two, who then slowly retreated as if relieved.

Xue Che gradually became suspicious when he saw the female cultivator making hand gestures one after another. Suddenly, a group of illusory clouds rose from the Taihua Spiritual Stele not far away.

"not good……"

Demon Eye Battlefield,

Wei Zhong slowly crushed the transformed demon, completely shattering the bones, armor, flesh, and even the soul. He picked up the two black balls and then brushed his sleeves.

Thunder, lightning and fire raged in this space, leaving not a single trace of the demons.

“This demon knows my cross-border means. If he takes his memories back with him, he might be able to find information about Bai He from the demon clan’s past records.

"This matter has implications for my safety, so I cannot be careless."

After a careful inspection and confirming that the demon was dead, Wei Zhong felt relieved.

"【Time and Space Method】can still be maintained for a while, then..."

Looking towards the battlefield outside, Wei Zhong pointed his finger and several fifth-order thunder balls flew towards various battlefields.

Miao Lishan looked at the demons in front of him, feeling despair in his heart. Due to the difference in their cultivation, many of his fellow practitioners were seriously injured in the fight and had to withdraw from the battlefield. Some even died directly at the hands of the demons.

Miaoli Shan's own magical weapon barrier was also torn apart, and the magical pipe made by Wei Zhong himself was also half destroyed.

At this moment, only Miaoli Shan and Tao Ming were able to stand. The other cultivators retreated behind the two, and everyone was injured.

Tao Ming was not feeling well either. In order to resist this demon, he had already used many methods from the late fourth stage, but due to the difference in cultivation level, the effects were not obvious.

There is only a small gap between the late fourth stage and the middle Nascent Soul stage, but it makes him deeply understand the gap in strength.

"I would like to ask Fellow Daoist Miao and the other fellow Daoists to hold back some of this. I have a fifth-level talisman that I got from Senior Hongxu. If I use it and it hits the target, I will definitely kill this demon!"

At this point, Tao Ming no longer held back and planned to use his most powerful trick.

Upon hearing that he had a fifth-level talisman on him, the other cultivators became excited.

But when he looked at the broken magic weapon in his hand, he felt powerless.

"Fellow Daoist, please do what you want. This demon will come down to hold you back."

Miaoli Shan threw the pipe in his hand, and it exploded in mid-air. Endless white smoke spread out from it, covering the nearby battlefield and also taking the demon into it.

They joined forces and stepped into the white smoke, using all their magic spells to make it impossible for the demon to escape from the white smoke.

Tao Ming concentrated his mind and took out an ice-blue talisman. The reluctance in his eyes turned into determination in an instant.

When spiritual power was injected into the talisman, there was a sudden explosion in the sky.

Looking back, I saw a silver lightning ball flying towards me at a very fast speed. It seemed to have passed through the boundaries of space. In the blink of an eye, it crossed several miles and fell directly into the white smoke.

Then there was an unwilling cry of pain.

When the white smoke dissipated, only the bewildered Miaoli Shan and others were left. Where was the demon's figure?
While they were stunned, the cultivators looked up and found that several silver lightning balls were flying out from the lightning barrier in the distance, heading straight for the Nascent Soul battlefields.

In just a few breaths of time, several Nascent Soul demons had died under the thunder and lightning.

"This……"

in the enchantment,
Wei Zhong withdrew his hand and murmured:
"Three late-stage demons, five mid-stage demons. That's enough. It would be impolite to steal other people's merits. Now that the crisis is resolved, I should keep a low profile."

The lightning barrier dissipated, and the haggard Wei Zhong appeared in the same place.

His black hair had all turned into silver threads, and his face was filled with uncontrollable fatigue.

What's even more terrifying is that Wei Zhong's body has become extremely thin, and traces of bones can be seen underneath the exposed skin with the naked eye, as if all his flesh and blood had been lost in the explosion.

"Friend Wei!"

Seeing Wei Zhong in such a state, everyone exclaimed.

Several demons nearby were determined to withstand the attack of their opponents at the risk of their lives. They rushed forward and wanted to kill Wei Zhong on the spot.

The two bamboo sections exploded, and golden light from the magic circle in the sky sprinkled down, forcing back the invading demons.

Ling Ziwei appeared here, grabbed Wei Zhong's arm and broke out of the battlefield.

When he was in charge of this fifth-level magic formation, he paid attention to Wei Zhong.

When Wei Zhong was fighting with the fifth-level demon in a barrier, his heart was in his throat.

After finally winning, he reappeared, but he looked so haggard. Touching his arm with protruding bones, he felt a wave of pity in his heart.

Seeing this, Wei Zhong comforted him, "Don't worry, it's just that the secret technique has backfired, you just need to recuperate for a while."

The latter had no idea that Wei Zhong had only paid a little bit of his life, and it would not have caused such a tragic situation. Everything at the moment was just Wei Zhong's disguise to cover up his tracks.

Ling Ziwei took it seriously:

"My dear husband, there is no need to say more. I will take you away from the battlefield and take a good rest. Even Senior Huashen will not have any objection to my great achievements."

He waved his left arm repeatedly, as if opening up short passages one after another from within the formation. The two of them avoided the battlefields and finally reached the outside of the formation.

"Ziwei, you are becoming more and more proficient in the art of formations!"

"It's just relying on external things, which can't compare to the great power of my husband."

While the two were talking, Bu Wenzhi also came over and said with a folded hand:
"Thanks to Fellow Daoist Wei's actions, the victory of this battlefield has been decided. I have prepared a spiritual place for you, please go there and have a good rest."

……

Just as he said, Wei Zhong used a little trick to kill several powerful fourth-stage late-stage demons on the battlefield, which tilted the balance of victory on the battlefield towards the human race.

There are enough people to split up and several people join forces to deal with the rest of the demons.

Not only that, the situation in the Demon-Suppressing Tower has also changed.

When Wei Zhong destroyed the fifth-level demon clone, the demon in the tower also sensed it.

The bone armor around his body trembled for a moment, and Bai Heng's attack easily penetrated his bone armor defense and entered his body.

Glancing at his painful expression, he immediately realized that something was wrong on the battlefield outside. He was afraid that the clone of the demon arm had been destroyed by someone else.

He quickly controlled the sword in his hand and attacked again.

The demon on the opposite side flicked his bone armor, and a bone shield condensed in front of him. The fifth-level sword collided with it, but there was only the sound of a clanging collision, and no effect was achieved at all.

Seeing this, Bai Heng realized that the other party had already reacted and he had lost the best opportunity to attack.

On the other side, the fifth-level demon who was fighting with Hongxu slowly retreated, and the two demons retreated to the entrance of the passage together, seeming to be retreating.

Sure enough, within a few breaths of time, many demons surged outside the Demon Suppression Tower, retreated back into the tower, and headed towards the Demon Eye Passage.

The two fifth-level demons looked at each other and retreated into the passage.

Hongxu and the other two breathed a sigh of relief and were about to turn around when they suddenly sensed three unfamiliar demonic auras rising from inside the passage.

"Three more!"

The two were so frightened that they had to sit inside the Demon-Suppressing Tower to guard against sudden attacks from the demons.

At the same time, a message was sent to the outside world, asking everyone to be prepared for another big war.

In the formation outside the passage, after the cultivators finished dealing with the battle, they retreated outside the formation to recuperate.

The late Nascent Soul cultivators gathered together to discuss the Red Beard Order.

"It's a pity that Fellow Daoist Wei Zhong is not here, otherwise we could consult his advice, and with his connections, we might be able to invite another Divine Transformation to come to our aid..."

Hearing this, Shan Gu secretly shook his head:
"We should not place our hopes on Fellow Daoist Wei Zhong. He has made great contributions in this battle, but he has also paid a heavy price. It is still unclear whether he can participate in the next battle.

"For the rest of the war, we still have to consider and prepare in detail."

Turning to look at the man with spiritual feathers on his head:

"I wonder if fellow Daoist Tianshan Cang Ying can come to our aid? The Demon Eye Passage here is of great importance...

"Also, fellow Daoist Jie, is there any chance to invite other Polar Star Sea forces?"

The monks present discussed the matter and finally decided on the response plan.

At the end of the meeting, Guan Shi made his voice:

"I have something important to attend to, so I'm afraid I can't join the battle here..."

After a while, everyone looked at Guan Shi in the distance, with mockery and emotion in their eyes:
"I didn't expect that this timid person could find an opportunity to become a god. It's really ironic."

The speaker was Murong Shuqing, the great elder of Qianshui Demon Sect. He had entered the late stage of Nascent Soul and was close to the end of his life. The little life span brought by the small realm upgrade allowed him to linger, but he was no longer able to glimpse the wonders of the Divine Transformation.

He was even more jealous and disdainful of monks like Guan Shi who retreated during the battle.

"Alas, this fate, who can tell?"

Everyone expressed their deep emotion and then dispersed.

In the following days, Wei Zhong secluded himself alone, and declined visits from other practitioners in the name of recuperating from his injuries.

As he ate the pills and watched his cultivation level improve step by step, getting closer and closer to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, Wei Zhong felt more and more satisfied.

In the blink of an eye, after a month or so, a new team arrived at the Demon Eye Channel to provide support, and along with them came two Divine Transformation cultivators, Yu Mao and Jie Yuanping.

Upon hearing that Wei Zhong had been seriously injured by using his secret technique in the last battle, Xie Yuanping hurried to check on him.

But Wei Zhong was seen sitting leisurely in the cave, Ling Ziwei was pouring spiritual tea for him, and he didn't look seriously injured at all.

"You kid..."

Wei Zhong invited Jie Yuanping to sit with him and pushed a cup of spiritual tea in front of him.

The latter drank it all in one gulp, but immediately asked about the assessment of the Yu Lei Sect.

"I spent a lot of effort, but I only got a slightly larger fifth-level thunder ball, which is at most equivalent to the effect of three fifth-level dragon blood pills. It's really a big loss..."

"I did gain a lot in the secret place... but I was not so lucky when I left the secret place. After leaving the passage, I was in the open sea. I finally found a spiritual island with cultivators living there, but I encountered Mitian. I believe you all know what happened next.

"Now that you have escaped, I wonder how Mi Tian is doing?"

The latter shook his head:
“Fellow Daoist Lin Yun and Fellow Daoist Chen are still in a stalemate. We are not strong enough and are forced to leave the secret place of the spiritual tablet.

"Do the two seniors have any means to kill this demon?"

Sigh:
"No, Fellow Daoist Chen seems to have placed his hopes on the upper realm."

Wei Zhong shook his head secretly:

'I will have to take action in the end.'

He said aloud:
"There is one more thing I need to ask Senior Jie..."

After hearing this, the latter showed confusion in his eyes.

Wei Zhong explained:
"After the secret assessment and this great battle, I have already seen a glimpse of the opportunity to become a god."

Xie Yuanping stood up in shock, knocking over the tea on the table:
"Is this true?"

Wei Zhong thought of Guan Shi who had escaped to the Western Desert and the lotus of destiny that was fostered in Fuyun Temple, and nodded heavily.

"Please keep this matter confidential, and..."

Wei Zhong turned his head and shifted his gaze to the bewildered Ling Ziwei.

(End of this chapter)