Cultivating Immortality: Beginning with Blessings from the Immortals

A series of rapid explosions suddenly rang out.

Each of Chen Yi's talismans was as powerful as a strike from a Qi Refining Level 7 cultivator, and he managed to suppress his opponent for a short time.

However, the combined attack of Yang Yanting and his two companions was extremely powerful, and under the bombardment of fireballs, they completely annihilated the talisman attacks.

The three changed direction and launched an attack on Chen Yi, bombarding him with fireballs.

Chen Yi immediately activated his protective magic artifact, and a seven-colored shield and a black tortoise shell phantom instantly enveloped him.

The fireball struck the shield, instantly creating ripples. Chen Yi immediately used his movement technique to dodge the fireball's attack.

But Yang Yanting and his two companions pursued relentlessly, determined to catch up with Chen Yi.

Chen Yi's expression turned serious, and he had no choice but to manipulate the formation to distribute a portion of its power to attack the three of them.

"Kid, use whatever trump cards you have left, don't drag it out," Lianzhu transmitted telepathically.

The combined power of the Yin-Yang Wind and Thunder Formation attacked Yang Jinfeng and his two companions, putting Lianzhu at a disadvantage once again.

Chen Yi smiled bitterly upon hearing this; he really wasn't given a chance to catch his breath.

With a thought, he sent out a cloud of crimson-red, silver-winged iron fire ants that burst forth from the insect-rearing bag and rushed straight toward Yang Jinfeng and his companions.

"I'll deal with the three of you first," Chen Yi thought to himself.

The swarm of fire ants instantly emitted a chilling aura, enveloping Yang Jinfeng and his companions from above.

Yang Jinfeng immediately manipulated the formation to target the swarm of insects, sending fireballs hurtling towards the fire ants.

In an instant, the two collided violently.

Flames erupted and spread continuously, and Yang Jinfeng sneered at the sight. It was laughable that they thought they could contend with them with just these insect swarms.

But the next moment, his smile froze.

One by one, the crimson-winged fire ants emerged unharmed from the flames and charged towards Yang Jinfeng and his companions once more.

Chen Yi followed closely behind, using his black cloak to conceal himself in the shadows of the insect swarm.

Yang Jinfeng acted decisively, leading the two to retreat without any hesitation. However, before they could retreat far, three more golden streaks of light appeared from the side.

"The Art of Flowing Light and Shadow Swords"

The three streams of light swords instantly erupted with golden light, transforming into nine golden sword shadows that attacked the three people.

Faced with the swarm of insects and the attacks of the Flowing Light Sword, Yang Jinfeng and his two companions were somewhat overwhelmed.

Chen Yi remained hidden in the shadows, manipulating the swarm of insects and the Flowing Light Sword to attack the three, while waiting for his chance to strike.

He currently has little spiritual energy left and can only recover it by excessively consuming elixirs.

At this moment, he had already sneaked behind one of the Yang family guards, only a few meters away from him.

If they got any closer, it would definitely alert the other party, so Chen Yi dared not take the risk and had to act immediately.

Nine icy flying needles immediately flew out from the sleeve, heading straight for the opponent's vital points.

The Nine Cold Shadow Needles instantly transformed into a series of afterimages, rushing towards the opponent in a flash. The Yang family guard barely managed to react, trying his best to dodge to the side.

However, the flying needle magic weapon is extremely tricky, and its speed is so fast that the opponent cannot react in time.

His shield lasted only a moment before vanishing into nothingness, and nine flying needles instantly pierced through his chest and abdomen, causing blood to gush from the wounds.

The Yang family guards instantly fell to the ground, and the surrounding fire ants swarmed forward.

After landing a successful attack, Chen Yi immediately dodged and retreated.

Yang Jinfeng looked surprised and wanted to turn around to help his companion. But when he saw the other's injuries, he immediately chose to give up.

The chest, abdomen, and dantian were all pierced.

If they had received timely treatment, they might have had a chance to live, but now they are doomed.

Yang Jinfeng's face was ashen as he pulled another companion backward. Only now did he realize that he had underestimated Chen Yi.

Although the opponent was a Qi Refining Level 8 cultivator, his overall strength was comparable to a Qi Refining Level 9 Perfect cultivator.

Chen Yi watched his opponent retreat but did not press his advantage.

He let the swarm of fire ants continue to harass the two of them, while taking out a golden talisman from his storage bag.

This is a talisman made by Chen Yi, a sword formation talisman.

Chen Yi slashed his palm open, dripping his own blood essence onto the sword formation talisman. The golden talisman instantly erupted with a golden-red glow.

Instantly, the sword formation talisman emitted waves of oppressive power.

A golden sword array appeared and disappeared overhead, instantly giving rise to numerous sharp golden sword energies.

While Lianzhu and Zhao Deyan were engaged in battle, they were instantly drawn to the commotion from Chen Yi's side. A massive golden sword formation was hovering not far away.

Before Zhao Deyan could make a move, streaks of golden sword energy rushed towards him.

"Miss Lianzhu, get out of the way!" Chen Yi transmitted his voice.

Without any hesitation, Lianzhu retreated with all her might.

The golden sword energy shot towards Zhao Deyan like meteors, as if it would engulf him.

Chen Yi fully controlled the formation and sword array, while simultaneously launching an attack on Zhao Deyan.

Zhao Deyan looked surprised, and bursts of spiritual energy erupted from his body, with a jade ruyi floating in front of him.

The jade ruyi emitted bursts of light, transforming into a shield in front of him.

The golden sword energy collided with the shield, instantly producing a crisp collision sound. Zhao Deyan retreated continuously, while simultaneously wielding his longsword.

Streaks of crimson blade energy burst forth, constantly deflecting the incoming golden sword energy.

Seeing this, Chen Yi pressed forward, constantly closing the distance between them. Lian Zhu stayed by his side, protecting him.

Zhao Deyan's face showed even greater surprise; he had not expected that Chen Yi had a talisman treasure with him.

He had only recently broken through to the Foundation Establishment stage and lacked powerful magical artifacts and cultivation techniques. Faced with the sword formation's attack, Zhao Deyan had no choice but to retreat.

Seeing this, Chen Yi focused his attention and controlled the swarm of iron fire ants to attack the opponent.

"Miss Lianzhu, go and hold those two Qi Refining stage cultivators back," Chen Yi transmitted his voice.

Lian Zhu nodded emphatically, and with a flash, she headed straight for Yang Jinfeng and the other man.

At this moment, the two were like frightened birds. When they saw Lianzhu, the second-tier demon beast, attacking, they retreated in a panic.

However, the array barrier blocked the two of them, so they had no choice but to turn around and fight with Lianzhu.

Chen Yi felt a sharp pain in his head, and a warm flow welled up from under his mouth and nose. He was startled and reached out to wipe it away, only to find that blood was seeping from his mouth and nose.

"We can't delay any longer; let's kill him in one fell swoop."

Chen Yi drank a mouthful of the millennium-old spiritual milk and forcibly mobilized the spiritual energy within his body.

The sword array hovering overhead spun rapidly, with more and more golden sword energy constantly materializing. Under Chen Yi's control, it gradually merged into one.

A massive golden sword slowly formed.

"go!"

Chen Yi roared, and the golden giant sword, accompanied by numerous sword energies, rushed straight towards Zhao Deyan.

A hint of fear appeared on Zhao Deyan's face. He roared and mobilized all the spiritual energy in his body.

The longsword in his hand burst forth with bursts of blood-red light, and he suddenly aimed it at the golden giant sword in mid-air.

"Destruction Kill"

The longsword shattered instantly, transforming into several blood-red phantoms that rushed forward.

The next moment, the crimson phantom and the golden giant sword collided violently.

A loud "boom" resounded.

The shattered sword energy, accompanied by crimson spiritual energy, suddenly spread out, causing ripples to spread across the array barrier of the Yin-Yang Wind and Thunder Formation.

The array barrier only lasted a moment before shattering with a roar, turning into fragments and disappearing into the air.

The shockwave, carrying plumes of smoke, dust, and debris, shot skyward, instantly engulfing an area of ​​several meters in radius.