Cultivating Immortality in a Family: I Prove Immortality Through the Chaotic Dao Realm

Chapter 19 Fierce Battle! All Trump Cards Revealed! Skull!

After calming his mind, Chen Qian faintly felt the ground shaking, heard the sound of birds flapping their wings in the sky, and occasionally heard muffled thunder-like noises, which seemed to be the sounds of magic or physical collisions.

It seems neither side has left yet. I wonder what powerful figures are fighting to the death. I hope I don't get caught in the crossfire.

Chen Qian held his breath and lay motionless at the bottom of the pit.

Although he has now used the Harmony with Light and Dust Technique, given his level of magical power, he is not even confident that he can hide his true abilities from a mid-stage Qi Refining cultivator, let alone a powerful cultivator above the Qi Refining stage.

However, as long as you don't expose yourself to their eyes or get detected by their divine sense, you can still manage to evade them.

I was genuinely curious and wanted to figure out what was going on, even if it might be dangerous, so I could instantly escape into the Gray Bead World.

I could tell that the fierce battle was still going on. Although I didn't dare to peek out, I could picture the intense confrontation in my mind.

Although there were no violent explosions or loud noises, the almost continuous sounds of air surging and friction were incessant.

The bird flying low in the distance was of unknown species, but the aura it emitted filled Chen Qian with dread, making him realize that if it targeted him, he would have no chance of survival.

Under the cold moonlight, a somber atmosphere pervaded the emerald lake.

A few miles away from the pit where Chen Qian was hiding, a middle-aged man in a yellow robe was making hand seals, controlling a flying sword and a long whip, and launching a fierce attack on the blood-red-robed, gloomy-looking cultivator opposite him.

Above the blood-robed cultivator's head, a blood-red banner unfurled in the wind, and a foul wind swept over him for dozens of feet, with the faint wails of countless wronged souls echoing around him.

Two blood-red phantoms appeared and disappeared in the air, constantly resisting the attacks of the flying swords and whips commanded by the man in the yellow robe.

A round shield with serrated edges floated in front of the blood-robed cultivator, who appeared to be on high alert.

"Roar—!" A leopard covered in black fur suddenly appeared behind the blood-robed cultivator, extending a claw.

Almost simultaneously, the birds in the sky spread their wings, creating a strong wind, and rushed straight at the blood banner!
"A mere trick!" The blood-robed cultivator laughed wildly. With a flick of his blood banner, three blood shadows surged from its surface, lunging at the birds like vengeful ghosts.

A serrated circular shield flashed in the air and appeared behind the blood-robed cultivator, steadily blocking the black panther's claw.

"Fire Crow Talisman!" The middle-aged man in the yellow robe patted his storage bag, and a talisman was released, which transformed into a swarm of fire crows that entangled with the three blood shadows, immediately creating a sizzling sound.

The birds seized the opportunity to swoop down, their claws like knives and their beaks like hooks, aiming straight for the face of the blood-robed cultivator!
"Blood Demon Shield!" The blood-robed cultivator made a sweeping motion with one hand, and a scarlet blood shield appeared, withstanding the attack from the flying bird. At the same time, he made a hand seal with his other hand and shouted, "Blood Fiend Soul Lock!"

"Boom!" The ground suddenly cracked open, and several blood chains burst forth from the earth, coiling around the black panther's legs like venomous snakes!
Black Panther couldn't dodge in time and landed with a thud. He couldn't care less about anything else and could only slam his claws hard at the Blood Chain!
At this moment, the man in the blood-red robe was preoccupied with controlling the blood banner and defending against the attacks of the birds, so he was unable to take the opportunity to attack the black panther.

His magical power was already greatly depleted. If this stalemate continued, and he could not attack the middle-aged man in yellow robes, his only fate would be defeat and death.

The middle-aged man in the yellow robe was clearly well aware of this situation and sought only to proceed steadily without being rash.

The blood-robed cultivator shouted, "If you continue to press me so hard, don't blame me for fighting to the death!"

He suddenly bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the blood banner, which immediately shone with a bright bloody light!
"Hundred Souls Devour Blood!"

In an instant, dozens of ferocious blood shadows burst forth from the blood banner, overwhelming the middle-aged man in the yellow robe!

"Not good!" The middle-aged man in the yellow robe looked grave. These blood shadows specialize in devouring the essence and blood of cultivators. Once entangled with them, it is extremely dangerous!
But he had anticipated this, knowing that as long as he could block this wave of attacks, the blood-robed cultivator would run out of steam and he could easily defeat his opponent.

The look of pain on his face flashed by in an instant. He took out a talisman from his pocket. It was shimmering with spiritual light and quite extraordinary. With a flick of his wrist, the talisman transformed into a golden shield, protecting him completely.

"Sizzle, sizzle—!" The golden shield appeared extremely thick. Under the repeated attacks of dozens of ferocious blood shadows, only bursts of light could be seen, and the blood shadows all turned into green smoke and dissipated.

The blood-robed cultivator was shocked: "A top-tier second-order Vajra Buddha Light Talisman?! You actually possess such a treasure!"

Second-tier talismans are not the common first-tier items, let alone top-tier second-tier talismans. Many Foundation Establishment families do not have them, and they can be used as a trump card for any Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Items of this caliber are not available in many large markets; the only way to get them is through a lucky draw at auctions.

After spitting out a mouthful of blood essence, the blood-robed cultivator's aura immediately weakened considerably. The powerful move, Hundred Souls Devouring Blood, was easily neutralized, and the two blood shadows in the air were about to dissipate, likely unable to withstand the opponent's flying swords and whips at any moment.

The black panther was about to break free of the blood chain, but the birds in the air were closing in step by step.

His situation was already precarious, and he knew he couldn't hesitate any longer, or he would only be waiting to die. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes: "You forced me to do this!"

The next moment, he took out a dark jade box from his storage bag and gritted his teeth as he peeled off the sealing talisman on it.

"Bang—!" The jade box lid was quickly popped open, and a gray skull flew out.

The skull spun around, emitting a sinister, grating laugh.

It suddenly lunged at the blood-robed cultivator's neck and bit down hard.

"Ah—!" The blood-robed cultivator screamed in agony as the skull rapidly devoured his blood and vital energy, turning his face deathly pale and ashen.

On the contrary, the gray skull became as clear as jade, and the dim red light in its eye sockets became intense.

The skull, having eaten and drunk its fill, quickly released its grip and, as if vanished into thin air, reappeared in front of the long neck of the flying bird in a flash.

With a snap, it bit into the bird's long, feather-covered neck.

"Screech—!" The bird struggled desperately, but it was clearly to no avail.

From the moment the blood-robed cultivator took out the jade box to the moment the skull bit the bird, it all seemed like a long story, but in reality, it took less than a breath.

In the blink of an eye, neither the middle-aged man in the yellow robe nor his two spirit beasts could react at all.

Another breath passed, and the bird had turned into a dried corpse and fallen to the ground.

The black panther, which had just broken free of the blood chain, was terrified. Before it could run away, the skull had already bitten its neck.

Soon, the black panther followed in the footsteps of the birds.

The middle-aged man in the yellow robe had a livid face. At this moment, the dozens of blood shadows that had rushed over had been completely eliminated by the light barrier. The light barrier was still intact, but it was slightly dim.

But he felt no sense of security whatsoever.

A chill crept up from the bottom of my heart.

How can this skull be so bizarre and terrifying? This is not the power that a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator should possess.

Just as he was still undecided, unsure whether to attack or flee, the skull had already drained the black panther dry, and the distance of several dozen feet seemed to disappear as it suddenly appeared in front of his light barrier.

At that speed, there's no way to escape it; we need to defend ourselves first.

At this moment, his flying sword and whip had already killed the two blood-red figures blocking his way, while the blood-robed cultivator was lying on the ground, his life hanging in the balance.

The blood-red banner that had been flying in the air fell to the ground.

But he didn't have time to kill the middle-aged man in the blood-red robe, and quickly directed his flying swords and whips to attack the skull.

The skull let out another cackling laugh, seemingly unconcerned about the golden light barrier in front of it, and took a bite.

To the disbelief of the middle-aged man in the yellow robe, the seemingly solid light barrier was suddenly shattered with a "pop".

It turned into scattered points of light and shadow, then vanished without a trace.

(End of this chapter)