Mortal: My name is Ma Liang, and I also possess a magic brush.

When Ma Liang arrived at Scorpion Island, it was already quite late; the two sides had already begun their dramatic performance.

Zhao Zheng had already started rallying the troops, cursing the Hidden Fiend Sect for stealing their things while boosting morale.

Just as he was cursing and spitting, Fan Zuoshi glanced towards Ma Liang.

Ma Liang chuckled inwardly. This Left Envoy Fan had an incredibly keen sense of smell, so he was well-prepared. He had specially brought a unique fragrance with him, ensuring that even if Left Envoy Fan got close enough to smell it, he would never recognize him.

As expected, the subsequent developments were exactly as he had predicted.

After Zhao Zheng rallied the crowd, he took the lead and charged towards the Hidden Fiend Sect, followed closely by the other cultivators, and the scene immediately descended into chaos.

Ma Liang did not move, but instead quietly landed behind a rocky outcrop and sent a telepathic message to Zi Ling.

"Where are those trapping formations located?"

Zi Ling was taken aback upon hearing this, then respectfully replied, "Reporting to Senior, it's behind that mountain behind me."

Upon receiving the reply, Ma Liang immediately vanished from his spot and headed straight for the back of the mountain.

He was curious about what kind of formation Han Li had set up and wanted to record it.

When Ma Liang arrived at the back of the mountain, he immediately spread out his divine sense and scanned the area, but he couldn't find it.

It was cleverly concealed.

He landed on a flat area and carefully explored it with his divine sense.

With Zi Ling's instructions from yesterday in mind, he was not afraid of triggering the formation at all. This formation could only be activated by the activation of the formation flag.

Ma Liang slowly explored the area, when suddenly his eyes lit up as he noticed a very peculiar spot.

He strode forward, placing his palm directly on that special spot, and instantly, a completely new piece of information flooded into his mind.

This is precisely the Mysterious Peak Entangling Mountain Formation set up by Han Li.

Ma Liang read the information transmitted by the magic pen and immediately understood. He couldn't help but secretly praise: "Truly ingenious!"

It truly lives up to the reputation of being the true master of formations passed down by Xin Ruyin.

Just as Ma Liang finished recording the formation information, a loud bang suddenly came from ahead.

He dared not delay, so he took to the air and flew towards the front of the mountain.

As soon as they passed over the hilltop, they saw that the chaos of the battlefield below had increased even further.

Ma Liang quickly locked onto the core of the battlefield and saw that Sect Leader Sun and Wu Chou were already locked in fierce combat.

He was startled: "Huh? How come this scene is happening so much earlier than in the plot?"

The situation was urgent, and Ma Liang had no time to think things through.

Upon closer inspection, the key point became clear: Wu Chou's natal magic weapon had already been destroyed by his own hands, and now he was only holding a broadsword, slashing at Sect Leader Sun.

Ma Liang quickly scanned the other battlefields before feeling somewhat relieved; the fates of the other characters were largely in line with the plot.

Zhao Zheng was now dressed in rags and looked utterly disheveled.

Elder Fu had already disappeared without a trace, and it seemed he was likely in grave danger.

Meanwhile, the disciples of the Extreme Yin Sect brought by Wu Chou were engaged in a fierce battle, and Zi Ling and Fan Zuo Shi and others were gradually losing ground and were already struggling to hold on.

Seeing this, Ma Liang did not hesitate any longer and decided to take action!

Without further hesitation, Ma Liang first offered the Mysterious Water Spirit Shield in front of him.

In an instant, a pale blue water curtain unfolded like glass, protecting him.

After doing all this, he immediately summoned the Gengjin Spirit-Breaking Sword and poured his abundant spiritual power into it.

Nourished by spiritual energy, the sword instantly burst forth with a dazzling golden light, illuminating the entire battlefield as bright as day.

At this moment, Zi Ling was entangled in a battle with a Foundation Establishment Peak disciple of the Ji Yin Sect when the dazzling golden light suddenly swept over. She seized the opportunity to strike with all her might, forcing the disciple in front of her back, and the two of them separated.

The light was so intense that all the cultivators fighting in the arena stopped what they were doing without prior agreement.

On the other hand, Wu Chou, who was locked in a fierce battle with Sect Leader Sun, saw that dazzling golden light.

Why does this aura feel so familiar?

The next instant, the chilling metallic aura emanating from the Gengjin Breaking Spirit Sword pressed down relentlessly, causing Wu Chou's expression to change drastically, and he cried out in alarm, "Not good!"

Without his natal magic weapon, how could he dare to take the sword head-on? He immediately used all his spiritual power to force back Sect Master Sun, and then turned to flee for his life.

But Ma Liang had already locked onto him with his divine sense; how could he be allowed to escape?

Just as Wu Chou turned around, an extremely condensed golden light suddenly shot out from the large light sphere, moving at an incredible speed, tearing through the sky and heading straight for Wu Chou.

The moment the golden light left the body, the light of the large sphere began to dim rapidly.

On the brink of life and death, Wu Chou, his soul nearly leaving his body, screamed with all his might, "Ancestor, save me!"

Ma Liang thought his sword strike was sure to hit, but an unexpected change occurred!

A skull appeared behind Wu Chou, exuding a chilling aura as it faced the golden light.

With a crisp clang, the golden light collided violently with the skull.

Ultimately, the skull appeared too hastily, and with a loud bang, it vanished into thin air.

However, the aftershock of the explosion deflected the golden light of the Gengjin Poling Sword, and the golden light grazed Wu Chou's waist and passed straight through him!

"puff"

Large amounts of blood gushed out from Wu Chou's waist.

But before he could even cry out in pain, he was instantly enveloped in a thick cloud of black smoke, and his aura became cold and eerie.

Ma Liang couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "In the end, it was too late; I've been possessed by the extreme Yin!"

The first strike of the Gengjin Breaking Spirit Sword was the most powerful strike to begin with, but this strike could only be used for a straight-line instant kill, and the commotion it caused was astonishing. The dazzling golden light was practically announcing its arrival to the entire audience.

Knowing that this situation could not be resolved using the previous methods, Ma Liang immediately shouted, "Sect Leader Sun, hold them off!"

After saying that, he once again activated the Gengjin Poling Sword.

The sword was no longer the solid golden light it had been before; instead, it transformed into a nimble golden thread, darting back and forth across the field at an astonishing speed.

The disciples of the Extreme Yin Sect had no time to react. Like beads on a string, they were pierced one after another by the golden thread, their screams echoing one after another.

A powerful cultivator from the Extreme Yin Sect reacted swiftly, suddenly summoning a shield to block in front of him.

With a crisp clang, the golden thread was indeed blocked!

Seeing this, Ma Liang suddenly increased his spiritual energy output.

The next moment, the golden thread suddenly accelerated, and several sparks burst from the sword. After a few clanging sounds, it directly pierced through the black iron shield and pierced the cultivator's heart with a soft "poof"!

Immediately afterward, Jin turned around and chased after Zhao Zheng, who was fleeing for his life.

Seeing the golden threads attacking, Zhao Zheng was terrified. In a panic, he threw the bottle-shaped magic weapon behind him, hoping to use its spiritual light to block the fatal blow.

snort!

Ma Liang already knew about his tricks, and seeing this, he flicked his finger and remotely controlled the situation.

The golden thread formed by the Gengjin Poling Sword suddenly drew a tricky arc in the air and instantly circled around to Zhao Zheng's front.

Zhao Zheng was about to pull the bottle-shaped magic weapon in front of him when the golden thread was faster than him!

With a soft hiss, the golden thread grazed the edge of the magical light emanating from the bottle and pierced straight through Zhao Zheng's head.

At first, there was nothing unusual on Zhao Zheng's forehead, but in an instant, a trickle of blood seeped out from between his eyebrows.

The light in his eyes quickly faded, and the bottle-shaped magic treasure, without the support of spiritual power, instantly lost its protective aura.

The next instant, Zhao Zheng's body fell to the ground with a thud, and he died completely!

The instant Zhao Zheng's body hit the ground, a beam of spiritual light suddenly shot out from his corpse. It was a memory bead, which, along with the escape light, was about to flee into the sky!

Ma Liang was prepared, how could it let it escape?

With a slight movement of his fingers, he manipulated the golden threads formed by the Gengjin Breaking Spirit Sword. The golden light then turned back like lightning, and with a soft "poof," it shattered the image-recording bead.

Ma Liang gazed at the dissipating fragments of light in the sky, "I certainly don't want the people of the Star Palace to know."