Cultivating Immortality Through a Hundred Lifetimes: I Possess the Heavenly Book of Merit

Bang! !

Another talisman shattered, and Yu Yan diverted his attention to check his storage bag, discovering that Zhong Lin talismans were almost gone.

However, after observing for a period of time, he has also discovered the weaknesses of these throwing knives.

Perhaps the person manipulating them lacked sufficient spiritual strength, or perhaps manipulating four flying knives was too strenuous for a Qi Refining stage cultivator. Yu Yan clearly sensed that they would pause for a moment before each attack to confirm which flying knife would attack first and which would follow up to provide support.

Including the time Yu Yan was ambushed, it's clear that these throwing knives were not coordinated well.

Moreover, while checking the storage bag, he also saw the porcelain vase placed in the corner.

It contains black energy from Yang Yun, which can absorb spiritual power and strengthen itself.

If you throw this thing at these throwing knives, hmph.

In that case, there is a way to do it.

With this thought flashing through his mind, Yu Yan's spirits lifted, and before the flying knife attack came again, he deliberately dispelled the Zhonglin Talisman.

To escape this predicament, you first need to throw yourself out as bait!

A throwing knife was indeed hooked, its blade trembling as it shot forward.

Yu Yan suddenly shifted his feet, seemingly staggering half a step to the left, but in reality, all the muscles in his body were already tense, and his consciousness was locked on the other three throwing knives hovering to his side.

It's now!

He flicked his sleeve, and a heavy cauldron talisman that had been held between his fingers turned into a yellow light and smashed into the empty space to his left.

Almost simultaneously, another throwing knife was silently thrusting from that direction, ready to block his retreat.

clang!!

The ear-piercing sharp sound of metal clashing against metal exploded out. The throwing knife, whose speed had been slowed by the heavy cauldron talisman, was caught off guard and collided with the main attacking throwing knife.

In an instant, spiritual energy surged, and sparks flew everywhere.

The trajectories of the two blades were immediately disrupted, bouncing off at an angle and embedding themselves firmly in the ground, unable to move.

Yu Yan dared not relax his mind for a moment, keeping a close eye on the other two throwing knives.

Just as he had expected, the manipulator's mind was clearly shaken after this ordeal, and the remaining two throwing knives felt even more sluggish.

Yu Yan would never let go of this fleeting opportunity.

Seeing that the remaining two throwing knives were slightly dimmed and trembling in mid-air, he knew that his opportunity had come.

Kill it while it's sick!

His spiritual energy surged into his legs without reservation, and his figure left a ghostly afterimage as he advanced instead of retreating, heading straight for the two flying knives in front of him.

He used all three remaining Zhonglin Talismans in his storage bag to prevent the opponent from launching a counterattack before defeat.

The pale golden light bell phantom flashed repeatedly, and although it was easily pierced by the flying knife, it successfully disrupted the flow of light for a moment.

However, that's enough.

Just as the last layer of light shattered, Yu Yan pointed his right hand like a sword, activated a mid-grade first-tier sword array talisman, and nine sword shadows merged into one, carrying dazzling cold stars, and precisely pointed at the end of the right hilt of the sword.

hum-

The two swords clashed, and the immense force forced Yu Yan to retreat continuously. The shockwaves emanated from his hands, wave after wave, causing his right hand to tremble uncontrollably.

But he already had a plan in mind. He took out the porcelain bottle containing the black mist and threw it away immediately.

The porcelain bottle shattered, and black energy instantly coiled around the throwing knife.

The light from the two throwing knives suddenly went out, and they plummeted downwards.

They seemed to have briefly lost control, like a venomous snake being pinched at its vital point, struggling violently but to no avail, buzzing and trembling in place, but no longer having the desire to attack people.

Before long, the spiritual energy they contain will be completely extracted, turning them into ordinary iron and rendering them useless.

Yu Yan groaned, his face paling. He had used up most of his spiritual energy, and he probably couldn't suppress his internal energy for much longer.

But he didn't let his guard down at all. With a light touch of his toes, he drifted backward like a wisp of smoke, quickly creating distance and cautiously looking into the dense forest.

Silence reigned.

The moonlight spilled onto the tree branches, like a light veil, creating a peaceful and serene atmosphere.

If he hadn't been being chased and his life hanging by a thread, Yu Yan would almost have believed it.

Fortunately, no further attacks followed, and the crisis was temporarily averted.

He slowly exhaled a breath of foul air, which smelled of blood. His tense nerves relaxed slightly, and he realized that his back was soaked with cold sweat.

Yu Yan activated another Shrinking Earth Talisman, ignoring the four flying knives that kept "flashing" on the ground, and left in the direction from which they had attacked.

Perhaps the previous battle had deterred the scoundrels in the forest, because this time Yu Yan did not get lost. He changed direction and walked for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn before finally feeling the refreshing breeze from outside the forest.

The moonlight outside the forest was brighter, making his vision clearer, and he could see two Black Dragon Bandits dressed in black robes and masks from afar.

The other side also spotted Yu Yan and quickly rushed towards them.

"It's like a persistent ghost, really annoying."

Without saying a word, he manipulated the sword shadows that had not yet dissipated from the sword array talisman and advanced instantly. The two sides met, and before they even made eye contact, the battle was over.

It's obvious that these two are not on the same level as the Black Dragon Bandit from before; they are just two ordinary Qi Refining stage cultivators who would be nothing more than cannon fodder in this kind of battle.

"Huff, huff, huff..."

Yu Yan was panting heavily. The sword array talisman had completely dissipated, and he no longer had the strength to move forward. He staggered and fell to the ground.

He strained to prop himself up, but halfway there he had no strength left and fell to the ground, only to roll over and end up on his back.

The battle for Foundation Establishment in the heavens continued, and Yu Yan could even see the figure of his master, Daoist Qinglu.

Three men attacked him alone. He was already seriously injured, his Taoist robe was torn, and his body was riddled with holes, with blood flowing out relentlessly.

"Black Dragon Bandits, what conditions did the Po Jun Mansion offer you? My Luo Xia Sect is willing to give you double!"

Now that things have come to this, Daoist Qinglu finally understands the situation and wants to negotiate with the other party.

But Huang Fan, the leader of the Black Dragon Bandits, merely spat out a mouthful of blood and laughed:

"Leaving aside whether your Luoxia Sect can afford it, isn't it a bit too late to say such things when you're facing certain death and everything is already a foregone conclusion?"

Qinglu Daoist's face was pale, and his vision was already covered by crimson blood. He had been fighting with his divine sense all along, but now he could no longer hold on.

Yes, why didn't you say so sooner?

Because he knew that what Po Jun Mansion gave to the Black Dragon Thieves was something that Luo Xia Sect simply couldn't produce now.

Saying these things now is just a way to buy time, a last-ditch effort to see if there's still a chance for negotiation.

This will also buy him some time.

Use this time to make a final struggle.

The desolate mortal's blood-stained blade was pointed at the Qinglu Daoist.

"Further words are useless. Today, your Luoxia Sect is hereby wiped off the map of the cultivation world!"

As soon as they finished speaking, the two approached each other again, each holding a magical artifact.

But this time, Qinglu Daoist suddenly reached out and hugged him, then dragged Huang Fan down.

The bursts of spiritual energy caused Huang Fan's eyes to widen.

He's going to self-destruct!

boom--

The explosion caused the object to fall to the ground, uprooting trees and stirring up dust and sand.

Yu Yan lay on the ground, watching the blast wave sweep in, and tried to struggle a few times, but to no avail.

"Ha, it seems I'm truly doomed to die now."

Finally, the blast wave rolled in without stopping, instantly engulfing it.

But its momentum remained undiminished, rushing towards the distance...