Immortality and Cultivation: Starting with Harvesting the Talents of Demonic Beasts

Chapter 82 The Power of Methods
"go with!"

The figure in the bamboo hat appeared strangely, but the tall, strong male cultivator had no time to think. He had already made a hand seal with one hand and pointed at Lin Changheng, who had appeared strangely in the distance. The yellow cloth bag flew into the air.

"Hu! Hu! Hu!"

This yellow bag was clearly not a regular mid-grade magic artifact. During its flight, the bag undulated and rippled, spewing out fine yellow sand.

Within two breaths, yellow dust filled the air within a radius of five zhang, sandstorms raged, and a strong earthy smell permeated the air, sweeping towards Lin Changheng.

As the distance closed slightly, Lin Changheng felt his eyes sting and his breathing become labored, as if sand was rubbing against his eyes and filling his nose.

It's very uncomfortable.

He reacted almost simultaneously!

He flicked his fingers and released three mid-grade talismans.

"Buzz! Buzz!"

A mid-grade [Golden Light Talisman] immediately flew down onto his body, instantly spreading out a golden light that enveloped him from all sides, providing tight protection.

The other two were mid-grade [Cold Wind Talismans], which directly met the oncoming rolling yellow sand.

It exploded halfway through.

Two fierce, biting winds formed on the spot, merged into one, and "whooshed" towards the yellow sand.

"Kakaka..."

The extremely low temperature of the cold wind froze the sand that was sweeping ahead, temporarily slowing its advance.

"Humph! A mantis trying to stop a chariot!"

The tall, strong male cultivator watched with immense envy from behind. He recognized that each of the flying talismans was a mid-grade talisman—no, a gleaming spirit stone!
Four photos were used in such a short time!
Instead of being alarmed, he was delighted, thinking he had stumbled upon a super fat sheep! He immediately intensified his magical power, and the yellow bag expanded by another third. With a "whoosh," yellow sand gushed out of the bag's opening at an even more frenzied pace.

Meanwhile, the sound of ice shattering could be heard continuously, indicating that the barrier formed by the cold wind would not last more than a few breaths.

Sure enough, the barrier of cold wind was quickly breached, and in the next instant, a small tornado formed by yellow sand had already engulfed the astonished Lin Changheng.

"Hmph! Aside from having more talismans, your other methods are nothing special. If you don't die, who will!"

The tall, muscular male cultivator sneered and continued to use his magic to drive the yellow sand!

They won't hold back! Nor will they waste words!

Heading towards a clean and decisive annihilation!

He was already waiting for a corpse, its flesh and blood ground away, its mouth and nose filled with sand, to appear and be rolled under his mid-grade magic weapon, the Sandbag. Even a Qi Refining Stage 7 cultivator would suffer from that.

You'll definitely have a hard time escaping without suffering a significant loss!

Besides, what's a mere fifth level of Qi Refining?
The battle ended too quickly; his two brothers who had circled around were still on their way and had not yet arrived.

I'm just too strong!
However, the next instant, before the tall, muscular man's cold smile had faded, a chilling sensation suddenly swept down his back—

"call!"

The sound of the wind was obscured by the raging yellow sand, and a biting cold wind swept in, enveloping the tall and strong male cultivator, who had no time to react!

Another mid-grade [Cold Wind Talisman]!
The magical shield that had just been gathered was instantly attacked and penetrated, and his body was immediately covered with thick frost, with his face and neck covered with icy ice flowers!
"You...how is that possible?!"

The tall, strong male cultivator stared wide-eyed, terrified, completely unable to understand how the fat sheep in the straw hat, who was clearly trapped by the sandbag, had managed to escape!

Why would they suddenly appear behind me?
But no one answered his question before he was blasted to pieces by an incredibly fast [Fireball] spell!
Sparks flew everywhere, and the minced meat was charred!
At this moment, Lin Changheng, who was behind the tall and strong male cultivator, appeared like a ghost. He expressionlessly released the hand seal in his hand, and the faint earth-elemental fluctuations on his body slowly dissipated.

[Earth Escape Technique: Clarity]!
"Idiot, who told you... I only know how to use talismans?"

He glanced coldly at the charred remains on the ground. The sandbag, now disconnected from its owner's control and devoid of magical power, instantly disintegrated, scattering the sand and falling to the ground. This time, Lin Changheng was testing his skills, not acting recklessly. Instead, he used earth-遁 (a type of magical technique) to shift his position while the sand swirled and obscured his vision. Then, seizing the opportunity, he unleashed a thunderous attack, without any hesitation or obstruction, rushing forward all at once.

Kill them outright!

Not far away, the short and thin Jie Xiu, who had just flanked the enemy, arrived late and witnessed their elder brother being blown to bits. Their expressions changed drastically.

"Big Brother!!"

"Oh no! We've kicked a hornet's nest!"

The two men, standing on opposite sides, exchanged a glance, then turned and fled without hesitation.

The eldest brother, who was at the sixth level of Qi Refining, was dead. The loyalty he had previously touted vanished like a deflated balloon!

To kill a Qi Refining Level 6 cultivator so swiftly, this person must be an old ghost in the late Qi Refining stage! To be able to conceal a Minor Completion of the [Qi Observation Technique]—how cunning!

Their chances of fighting back were extremely low, and the likelihood of being killed was extremely high, so they fled in different directions.

There will always be someone who can "keep the green hills."

But Lin Changheng would never give them a chance.
"Now that you're here, don't leave."

With a soft voice, he flicked his sleeve, and a magical bamboo whip hidden in his sleeve flew to the left, aiming to block the short male cultivator's retreat!
At the same time, he opened his palm, and a dark gray throwing knife magic weapon called the "Wandering Bee Knife" appeared. With the help of magic power, it trembled slightly and broke through the air, chasing after the enemy to the right.

At the mid-stage of Qi Refining, one can control two low-grade magic artifacts or one mid-grade magic artifact, which is just right.

The low-grade magic weapon, the Jade Bamboo Whip, has the effect of entangling and trapping enemies, and can also be used to attack and kill. This curved bamboo is agile, with barbs growing out halfway. With lightning speed, it flew to the side of the short male cultivator and mercilessly wrapped itself around him.

If it is wrapped tightly, the skin will surely be torn open and blood will be dripping.

"A low-grade magic weapon?"

The short male cultivator felt a slight sense of relief and immediately summoned a low-grade iron sword magic weapon to counterattack, but his figure almost came to a standstill.

But the next instant, a terrifying heat surged from the side, causing the hairs on his body to stand on end.

"How can it be?!"

He turned around abruptly, and in his pupils was reflected an enormous fireball with a radius of three feet. Its crimson tail of flame left a scorching trail in the void, and it crashed down like a meteor from outer space!

"This is a [Fireball] spell? How can it be so huge?"

Indeed, the fireball before them was more than ten times larger than a regular [Fireball] spell, and its speed was also several times faster.

It is difficult to understand using conventional thinking.

"boom!"

A terrifying heatwave swept over first, but the short male cultivator acted decisively, immediately using his iron sword to block it. However, the sword began to turn red, and the blade seemed unable to withstand the high temperature, making a "sizzling" sound.

"Do not--!"

The short male cultivator felt unprecedented regret, but he still hastily made a hand seal, and a jade pendant at his waist responded with a sound, transforming into a light blue light shield.

However, the moment the fireball touched the light shield—

"Crack!"

The protective shield shattered like paper, and the raging flames completely engulfed him. In his final moments, he vaguely heard the horrified, piercing cries of his companions:

"Second brother!"

But this did not affect the fact that the short male cultivator's body was carbonized at a visible speed in the flames, eventually turning into a charred skeleton that fell to the ground with a "crash".

(End of this chapter)