Cultivating Immortality: Beginning with Blessings from the Immortals

Chen Yi immediately activated his magical artifact, and a crescent moon shield protected the two of them.

The next moment, ripples appeared on the full moon shield.

Seven or eight poison needles suddenly struck the full moon shield, but it blocked them all.

"Who is it, sneaking out like that!" Deng Liangyu shouted angrily, taking out a crystal from his pocket and throwing it out.

The blue crystal flew into the air and suddenly exploded.

The next moment, streaks of lightning suddenly spread out, their dazzling light standing out conspicuously in the darkness.

Chen Yi scanned the area ahead but did not spot the attacker.

He reacted quickly and immediately told Deng Liangyu to guard his back.

Deng Liangyu then took out a glass bottle, from which streams of water flowed out, forming a shield to protect the two of them.

Chen Yi immediately sensed his surroundings and detected a faint aura to their left.

"Who goes there? Come out!" Chen Yi said in a deep voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure slowly emerged from the shadows, exuding a cold and oppressive killing intent.

"Zhang Yuting, it really is you." Chen Yi said calmly, a few cold glints flashing in his eyes.

Zhang Yuting was draped in a black cloak, his body blending into the darkness, and Zhou Qian could only barely make out his features by the moonlight.

"We meet again, Chen Yi," Zhang Yuting said with a sneer.

Deng Liangyu, standing to the side, shouted sharply:

"Zhang Yuting, what do you want? Why did you attack us?"

Zhang Yuting slowly walked towards the two of them, his aura growing increasingly cold, and said:

"It had nothing to do with Miss Deng originally, what a pity."

"Your connection with Chen Yi will only lead to your demise here, but I will take good care of you before you die."

Chen Yi immediately noticed the word "girl" in Zhang Yuting's words and turned to look at Deng Liangyu.

"Brother Deng, is he...?" Chen Yi whispered.

Before Chen Yi could finish speaking, Deng Liangyu immediately said, "We'll talk about this later. Let's kill him first."

However, before they could make a move, another powerful aura appeared behind Zhang Yuting.

Upon seeing this man's face, Deng Liangyu's expression brightened with delight, and he immediately spoke:

"Old Qin, kill him quickly!"

Chen Yi, who was standing to the side, noticed something was wrong and immediately grabbed Deng Liangyu.

Old Qin strolled over to Zhang Yuting's side, a smile on his face, and said, "Young Master, are you alright?"

Deng Liangyu looked incredulous and said:

"Old Qin, you..."

Zhang Yuting sneered:

"Old Qin is one of our people, and we didn't want to involve him in this matter."

"But since everything has happened at the same time, I might as well kill you all."

Upon hearing Zhang Yuting's words, Chen Yi immediately realized that there seemed to be other information hidden in them.

"Your people, Elder Qin, are you from the Fengyu Chamber of Commerce?!" Deng Liangyu questioned sharply.

Old Qin smiled calmly, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes, and slowly said:

"The Fengyu Chamber of Commerce? Heh heh, what's that?"

"Young master, my lifespan is coming to an end, so I have no choice but to find another way. Don't worry, I will personally see you off on your way."

As soon as he finished speaking, wisps of black mist rose leisurely from Qin Lao's body.

"Heretical cultivator?!" Chen Yi exclaimed in surprise.

Without any hesitation, he immediately pulled Deng Liangyu back.

At this moment, Deng Liangyu was still somewhat caught off guard. It wasn't until Chen Yi pulled him back that he realized he had to take out his flying artifact.

The two activated their flying magical artifacts with all their might, transforming into a streak of light as they plunged into the giant tree.

However, they hadn't even gotten very far before...

A black mist rushed up behind them from afar, and Elder Qin, piloting a special magical artifact, moved at an extremely fast speed in conjunction with the black mist surrounding him.

Chen Yi turned his head to look back and saw that Qin Lao and Zhang Yuting were getting closer and closer.

"Brother Deng, are you still using talismans?" Chen Yi asked.

Deng Liangyu's face was extremely pale; he never expected that Elder Qin would attack him. It wasn't until Chen Yi reminded him that Deng Liangyu came to his senses.

"It can be used once more, but..."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yi immediately realized that if they missed their target, they would likely be the ones to die.

Just as the two were exchanging words, Old Qin made his move with ease.

He clasped his hands together, and spiritual energy mixed with black smoke instantly formed a skull in mid-air.

"Soul Devourer"

A pitch-black skull, over three meters tall, hurtled down on Chen Yi and his companion.

Upon seeing this, Deng Liangyu suddenly turned around, a jade fan appeared in his right hand, and he immediately waved it forcefully behind him.

A gust of silvery-white wind roared out and instantly collided with the pitch-black skull.

"Boom boom boom"

The two collided and exploded violently, sending shockwaves spreading outwards.

Deng Liangyu and Chen Yi were caught in the crossfire and lost their balance, falling off the flying magical artifact.

Chen Yi was secretly alarmed. If it weren't for Deng Liangyu's intervention, he wouldn't have been able to withstand the opponent's attack at all.

Qin Lao and Zhang Yuting jumped off the magical artifact and instantly attacked Chen Yi and Deng Liangyu.

Deng Liangyu took out three flying swords from his storage bag, held a jade fan in his hand, rushed forward, and turned to say:

"Brother Chen, you go first. I'll hold them off and we'll meet up later."

Just as Chen Yi was about to speak up to dissuade him, Deng Liangyu rushed forward.

Chen Yi's eyes were firm, and he felt a surge of emotion. How could he abandon the other person and leave them alone?

Zhang Yuting did not join Elder Qin in dealing with Deng Liangyu. He couldn't get involved in the battle between Foundation Establishment cultivators. His only target was Chen Yi.

Chen Yi noticed the other party's cold gaze and retreated in a flash.

He wasn't running away; he was luring the enemy away so he could kill Zhang Yuting later.

Zhang Yuting, draped in a black cloak, appeared and disappeared in the darkness, like a ghost.

Without hesitation, Chen Yi immediately took out the insect-raising bag.

One by one, Azure Spirit Devouring Insects flew out of the insect-rearing bag, constantly swirling and dancing around Chen Yi to prevent Zhang Yuting from launching a sneak attack.

After the two rushed out for several miles, one in the open and one in the shadows, Zhang Yuting couldn't hold back any longer and made his move.

The surrounding insects immediately sensed it and rushed towards Zhang Yuting.

Chen Yi suddenly turned around, holding the Blazing Sun Sword in full battle stance. He cut his right hand, and blood instantly clung to the blade.

The Blazing Sun Sword was engulfed in crimson flames, its dazzling light illuminating the night.

Zhang Yuting was shrouded in black smoke. When the Azure Spirit Devouring Insect touched the black smoke, it instantly fell to the ground and died.

"Boy, prepare to die!"

Zhang Yuting, wielding two swords, slashed straight at Chen Yi.

Chen Yi flicked his right hand, and a sharp sword aura suddenly shot out, interrupting Zhang Yuting's actions.

The crimson sword energy exploded violently upon touching the twin blades, causing blood and spiritual energy to burn like flames.

Zhang Yuting paused, and Chen Yi took the opportunity to distance himself from the other party again.

At the same time, he manipulated the swarm of insects to surround himself. The Azure Spirit Devouring Insects were restrained by the black smoke, and rushing forward would only lead to their death.

"drink!"

Black smoke erupted from Zhang Yuting's body, instantly engulfing the flames.

He sheathed his twin swords and once again took out the magical artifact, the Soul-Chasing Lock, from his storage bag.

A jet-black iron chain, shrouded in black smoke, lunged at Chen Yi like a venomous snake.

The speed was so fast that Chen Yi couldn't react in time and had to hold the Blazing Sun Sword horizontally in front of him.

A crisp "clang" rang out.

The Blazing Sun Sword nearly slipped from Chen Yi's grasp. He felt an immense force surge through his body, sending him flying backward.