Cultivation: I can see the proficiency level

The power of the talisman is immense.

The one who felt it most clearly and deeply was undoubtedly Lü Xingyan. Wang Mian's talisman was originally activated to kill him, and its purpose was to put him to death.

It implies the idea of ​​capturing the leader first.

After the talisman was activated, it transformed into a large, illusory seal, through which the characters "Panshan" could be faintly seen.

Its form may seem illusory, but its power is undiminished. The talisman contains the essence of a Foundation Establishment cultivator's natal magic weapon, and imprinted with the core restriction of that magic weapon.

Once activated, it possesses some of the power of a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

At this moment, Lu Xingyan was facing the power of a Foundation Establishment cultivator. Even if he were a Qi Refining Level 9 cultivator, let alone an Eighth Level Qi Refining cultivator, he would still find it difficult to withstand such power.

The gap between Foundation Building and Qi Refining is as vast as an abyss, its depth indescribable.

Therefore, when the talisman came crashing down, Lü Xingyan felt his mind was captivated and he was unable to resist. The feeling that his life was hanging by a thread became exceptionally clear.

The difference is like how he could easily kill Wang Mian. This talisman is the same to him; it could easily kill him.

Not only him, but also the other Qi Refining Level 7 cultivators who were included in the talisman treasure shared the same idea.

I felt that I was doomed to die.

Among them, Lü Xingshui harbored the deepest resentment. He had warned him that Wang Mian was cunning, despicable, vile, shameless, ruthless, and vicious, and that he was capable of using any means necessary, so he should be careful.

He listened to half of it, but not the other half. He insisted on getting close to Wang Mian, and the result was exactly as he predicted.

They've been tricked again.

With the talisman upon them, death was imminent. Lu Xingyan was almost certain to die. Even those at the seventh level of Qi Refining would be severely injured by the power of the talisman, if not killed.

"Retreat immediately!"

As Lu Xingyan spoke, he was locked in by the talisman, its power pressing him down so that he could not move. Even though he summoned several magical artifacts to protect himself, it did not reduce the killing intent that was about to strike.

None of the Qi Refining Stage 7 experts answered; instead, they unleashed their magical artifacts one by one, hoping to add a bit of vitality to the situation.

retreat?

Their auras were locked by the talisman, and their power suppressed their figures.

Where should we retreat to?

In the blink of an eye, the seal formed by the talisman pressed down, stirring up waves of energy that forced the five Qi Refining Level 5 cultivators to retreat even further. They could see what was happening, but were powerless to do anything about it.

The various magical artifacts shone brightly, some attacking, some defending, but none could stop the talisman from falling even slightly.

The first to be killed was not Lü Xingyan, but Diao Tianfeng of the Beast Taming Diao Clan. His magical artifact exploded and was destroyed, and the spiritual light of his protective artifact shattered. After one magical artifact after another exploded, only his protective magic power remained.

The bottom of that illusory seal merely touched him, and the force of the mountain-like rocks pressed down like mountains, crushing him and causing the sound of bones shattering. Afterwards, blood gushed out like a spring, and life force was drained away like water.

"Fellow Daoist, save me!"

With just this cry, Diao Tianfeng lost his life, as if he had been crushed into a pool of bright red sauce.

Seeing their fellow Daoist turned into a bloody mess, Lü Xingshui and Bian Zening were terrified. Lü Xingshui immediately turned to his cousin for help: "Cousin Xingyan, save me!"

"Fellow Daoist Lü, save me!" Bian Zening cried out in alarm.

Lü Xingyan: "..."

He was like a clay Bodhisattva trying to cross a river; how could he possibly save Lü Xingshui? And what could he possibly use to save Lü Xingshui? Even his magical artifacts had been repeatedly shattered, leaving only a few pieces.

He shook his head and replied only that he could barely take care of himself and that he should pray for good fortune.

"Cousin?"

"Fellow Daoist... ah!"

The second to suffer was Bian Zening. His cultivation was only slightly stronger than Diao Tianfeng's, thus avoiding the fate of the first one, but he didn't have enough magical artifacts and his cultivation wasn't high enough.

As the seal pressed down, Bian Zening was reduced to a bloody pulp, barely recognizable as human, his skin a deep, bright red.

"Uncle!"

Bian Dongxu, watching all this unfold, was filled with deep sorrow. His eyes were bloodshot, and he roared, almost rushing out, but was pulled back by the female cultivator beside him.

Bian Dongxu struggled: "Let me go and kill Wang Mian."

The female cultivator shook her head. She had only known Bian Dongxu for a short time, but they had a vow of Daoist companionship. She did not want him to go and die. That dog demon was extremely ferocious, and those at the fifth level of Qi Refining were no match for it. It had already killed several people at the fifth level of Qi Refining.

Furthermore, although Wang Mian was seriously injured, he still had the strength to strike. He could even kill someone at the sixth level of Qi Refining, so killing Bian Dongxu would be as easy as killing a chicken.

"Dongxu, our elders have been killed, so it is not advisable for us to stay any longer. Perhaps we should all perish here." Diao Qingling pulled him back.

This time, the Diao family also suffered heavy losses.

The elder at the seventh level of Qi Refining died, the elder at the sixth level of Qi Refining was beheaded, the siblings at the fifth level of Qi Refining were killed, and four cultivators came to besiege and kill Wang Mian. Now she is the only survivor.

Several Qi Refining Level 6 cultivators who had been injured earlier were all seriously wounded, with one of them being severely injured. Seeing this situation, they had already considered retreating and leaving.

Wang Mian was fierce, and Bai Jiuniang was ruthless; he was terrified of following in their footsteps.

"Hurry, hurry! We can't stay here any longer. Let's leave while he's still seriously injured." He kept urging the fifth-level Qi Refining cultivator beside him to move.

Just to get away from this place where they might lose their lives.

At this moment, those at the eighth level of Qi Refining were in danger, and those at the seventh level of Qi Refining were in trouble. His words made everyone want to stay away.

"Seventh Uncle!" another cultivator cried out in pain beside him.

Under the imprint of that mountain seal, Lü Xingshui could not hold on any longer and followed in the footsteps of the two fellow Daoists beside him, being crushed into a pool of blood and flesh. Several pieces of blood and flesh were intertwined and mixed together, making it impossible to distinguish one from another.

In just a few breaths, three of the four late-stage Qi Refining cultivators perished.

Only Lü Xingyan, who was at the eighth level of Qi Refining, was still struggling. His knees sank into the mud, his body bent slightly as if he were carrying a mountain on his back, his face was pale, and sweat dripped down his face.

"Walk!"

"Hurry up!"

Lu Xingyan looked at the Lu family members and urged them to leave quickly. He also reminded them not to attack Wang Mian and seek their own death, and to flee far away as soon as possible.

Seeing the spiritual lights flying one after another into the sky, he looked at Wang Mian, who was standing still, with a complex and indescribable expression.

He managed to say with difficulty, "It was our Lü family that underestimated you. We will die without regret."

Wang Mian did not answer him, but looked at the few streaks of light that disappeared on the horizon. Then he began to dissolve the medicinal power and peel away the wisps of alien sword energy, trying to control his injuries.

If he still had the strength to kill, he wouldn't have let those cultivators at the fifth level of Qi Refining escape.

Having suffered a full-force attack from a Qi Refining Stage 7 cultivator and then having burned her essence blood, Bai Jiuniang was also seriously injured. It was already her limit to deter several people from attacking her; to launch a counterattack would be unwise.

"Farewell, fellow Daoist." Looking at Lü Xingyan, who was about to be crushed by the great seal, Wang Mian slowly spoke: "Your debt is now settled."

The other cultivators of the Lü family in Taixi Lake are a different matter. As long as he is not killed, he will slowly settle accounts with them when he reaches the seventh or eighth level of Qi Refining.

The seal crashed to the ground, and Wang Mian watched helplessly as Lü Xingyan was crushed into a pile of minced meat. The ground shook for a moment before calm returned.

The inspiration vanished.

The talisman, now dark and dull, spontaneously combusted into a wisp of white ash, which was then scattered into the air by the wind.

The demonic energy flew out in all directions like ropes, pulling back storage bags and magical artifacts. It also pulled out several storage bags from the bloody mud, as well as the still intact flying sword.

The demonic flames spewed out in clusters, landing on those at the fifth and sixth levels of Qi Refining, as well as the several meat patties, burning them fiercely and reducing them to ashes.

Ignoring the bloodstains, Wang Mian put the storage bag into his pocket.

Fearing that things might change if he delayed, he dared not linger. He rode the Green Fish Shuttle, carrying Bai Jiuniang away, disappearing into the direction in which the teleportation talisman carried Hua Gu away.