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Puppets at the early stage of the eighth tier can be used to damage magic arrays at the late stage of the eighth tier, and all the eighth-tier talismans and treasures are on display.

Since we've said we'll be fearless, let's see it through to the end!

Jiang Ming glanced coldly at Nangong Yue, ignoring her stiff expression, and launched a direct attack.

In a short while, he rode on top of Nangong Yue, who had transformed into a beast.

Jiang Ming experienced the thrill of being a dragon trainer, then thrust his longsword straight at Nangong Yue's neck, causing blood to gush out instantly.

After transforming back into human form, Nangong Yue was once again severely injured and on the verge of death.

He watched as the disciples of the Water Moon Sect were about to die right under his nose.

Elder Duan instantly felt his job was in jeopardy and rushed over like a shooting star, using the imagery of pure pine and cypress wood to heal Nangong Yue's injuries.

Elder Duan rolled his eyes at Jiang Ming, a hint of reproach in his voice. "If we accidentally kill her, the outcome of the contest will be irrelevant."

Her own grandfather was a Foundation Establishment cultivator, specializing in Heavenly Water cultivation. If he came to demand an explanation, even a True Immortal of the Heavenly Furnace couldn't stop him..."

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. I deliberately spared her life." He calmly explained, then took out Nangong Yue's pills from his storage bag.

Jiang Ming calmly stuffed it into Nangong Yue's mouth, his eyes filled with heartache.

His lips twitched. Recognizing that this was a demon clan's elixir, Elder Duan understood its origin almost without much thought.

Seeing that Nangong Yue's breathing was gradually improving, he felt relieved and calmly said, "You juniors can handle the rest yourselves. It is not appropriate for me to interfere."

Seeing that Elder Duan was so sensible, Jiang Ming nodded gratefully, and then decisively reached out his hand to Nangong Yue, who was slowly waking up.

"You wasted one of my pills, hurry up and keep me company." Upon hearing Jiang Ming's words, Nangong Yue almost fainted on the spot.

Realizing she had failed again, a few tears welled up in her eyes; she was clearly finding the result hard to accept.

"Teach me the Great Ocean Water Technique, don't even think about getting away with it." He ruthlessly demanded benefits.

Nangong Yue slowly stood up, gritting her teeth as she spoke, "Are you in such a hurry to die?"

I've just regained some strength, at least let me rest for a bit..."

"Let me make this clear beforehand: I'm not very quick to learn, so if you don't have a suitable way to teach me..."

"I'll have no choice but to take a different approach and use special methods." Jiang Ming calmly issued his ultimatum, then threw the Yin-Yang Ritual Music Harmony Ode at Nangong Yue's face, startling her.

"Don't do anything rash. I have another way, which is faster than this." He was afraid that Jiang Ming would do something improper in a moment of impulse.

Ignoring her injuries, Nangong Yue quickly spat out a mouthful of liniment, rolled it into a ball, and reluctantly handed it to Jiang Ming.

His brows and eyes were full of anger. "This is a part of the memory of the 'Sea Accepts All Rivers Classic.' I'm giving it to you. After you refine it, you will be able to share this memory."

When the time comes, you will naturally learn the techniques.

I swear on the reputation of the dragon race that I will not lie to you. Can you let me go?

Seeing you refine my cultivation technique to improve yourself makes me feel terrible.

Hesitantly made his request, and Nangong Yue lowered his head in a miserable manner, seemingly having lost his fighting spirit.

Ignoring this, Jiang Ming summoned Wu He to control Nangong Yue, then sat cross-legged on the ground and began to refine the memory of the cultivation technique.

It must be said that the dragon race does have its merits.

Jiang Ming had never heard of this kind of magic before, and for a moment, he couldn't help but feel a sense of covetousness. If he could master this magic...

He wouldn't need to learn any techniques; he would have to go through the trouble of dual cultivation.

Half an hour later, Jiang Ming slowly opened his eyes, readily released Nangong Yue, and earnestly asked, "What kind of magic was used just now? Can you pass it on to me?"

Nangong Yue rolled her eyes at Jiang Ming, then laughed in exasperation, coldly mocking, "This is the racial talent of the dragon race's descendants."

To acquire this skill, you first need to be a dragon.

He nodded, a hint of regret in his eyes.

Jiang Ming did not insist and immediately left Nangong Yue behind, returning to his cave alone.

Looking up at the sky, Nangong Yue was somewhat stunned, and for the first time felt despair. Could it be that she too had developed a demon in her heart?

After hastily checking her condition, Nangong Yue dared not delay and hurriedly returned to the Shuiyue Sect to consult her grandfather.

……

After obtaining the "Sea Embraces All Rivers" scripture, Jiang Ming immediately summoned the little black snake and instructed it to help him condense the imagery.

Perhaps there are already two possible fruition positions.

The process of comprehension was extremely slow. Half a month had passed, and Jiang Ming's gains were still very small. He had not even grasped the basic form of the imagery of the ocean.

"There's a problem. This position seems to be tied to the dragon race. You have dragon blood, so you can barely learn a little bit of it."

But to truly grasp the essence of the imagery, I'm still far from it. Either I need to collect more dragon blood, or I'll just have to spend more time.

The unprecedented slowness prompted the little black snake to ponder.

After careful consideration, it spoke softly, its dark eyes filled with helplessness.

Frowning, Jiang Ming missed Nangong Yue more than ever before. If only she were here right now.

Unfortunately, an opportunity was missed.

Having figured out the reason for the slow progress, Jiang Ming felt relieved.

Having witnessed his own strength, Jiang Ming originally wanted to continue challenging for a higher ranking.

Elder Duan took the initiative to come and offer his advice, his tone full of hints: "Tianlu Zhenren is leading a team to ambush and kill a group of Wugu Sect cultivators."

If you follow my lead, you can earn some contribution points.

Upon hearing about the witchcraft cult, Jiang Ming couldn't help but think of Xu Youwei.

If they meet again, he will definitely kill him if he gets the chance.

Even if the Foundation Establishment cultivator was resentful at dying in the sect's siege, he couldn't very well storm into the Myriad Laws Sect to seek revenge.

"Understood, allow me to pack my things." Jiang Ming readily agreed, quickly packed enough resources, and immediately set off with Elder Duan.

Along with them were three disciples: two mid-stage eighth-rank disciples and one late-stage eighth-rank disciple.

The two disciples in the middle stage were quite friendly and greeted Jiang Ming amicably, while the disciple in the later stage was a bit arrogant.

Ignoring Jiang Ming, he looked at Elder Duan with great enthusiasm and ambition, "Senior Duan, let's set off! I can't wait to slay these monsters!"

With a smile, Elder Duan was very pleased with his disciple's enthusiasm. He cleared his throat with a light cough, his eyes full of encouragement.

"Very good, young man, you are very energetic. But don't underestimate these evil cultivators, their methods are extremely cruel."

Moreover, most of the techniques used are extremely insidious, and one can easily fall victim to them if one is not careful.

Moreover, this is a secret operation, so there may be some experts in their stronghold. If you encounter danger, remember to stay behind me and don't be reckless!

The main purpose of bringing you out here this time is for training. If any of you are injured or killed, it will be a huge loss.

Remember to act within your capabilities and never act rashly. Follow my instructions.

Jiang Ming nodded, having great trust in Elder Duan's experience; every ninth-level cultivator had fought their way through countless trials and tribulations.

While their insights may not be considered absolute truths, they still offer significant reference value.

As they continued their journey, the group followed Elder Duan to a checkpoint.

This is a valley with only one path in and out. Even if cultivators wanted to pass through from above, they would have to deal with the resistance of the Myriad Laws Sect.

"Our assigned area is right here. Everyone, hide under my magic weapon."

As previously agreed, Master Tianlu would intercept most of the Witchcraft Cult's experts; those who ended up on our side were mostly small fry.

However, we cannot let our guard down. The Witchcraft Cult still possesses considerable strength, with numerous ninth-level elders. We must act according to my instructions.

With a wave of his hand, an ink-black chessboard shone brightly under Elder Duan's hand, radiating intense light. Under the glow of the chessboard, Jiang Ming and the others blended into their surroundings, just like a grain of sand in the desert, showing no signs of anything amiss.

"What an amazing way to hide it! What grade is Elder Duan's magic weapon?" As the only female disciple in the team, the female cultivator named Wei Xingxiu was very lively. She cleared her throat and spoke softly, expressing her great curiosity.

"This magical artifact is called the Star-Fixing Compass. It can be used to kill enemies and can also conceal oneself to a certain extent."

This treasure is a fifth-tier magic weapon, and according to market prices, it is worth approximately 200,000 spirit stones.

"You juniors don't need to be envious. As long as you work hard in the sect and try your best to earn contribution points, you will eventually get a suitable weapon." Elder Duan stroked his beard, not wanting to chat idly, and put his hand to his mouth, signaling the female cultivator to be quiet.

He then sat cross-legged on the ground, silently sensing the movements around him.

far away.

Master Tianlu glanced around, then instantly raised the Refining Heaven Hood high, and the fire in the furnace poured down.

"Stop hiding, Old Devil Chen. I can smell the stench of decay on you from 800 miles away."

"It seems your Nine Revolutions Gu Demon Technique has reached a new level. I've also made some gains recently, so today I will act on behalf of Heaven and slay you, you demon!"

Under the control of the Heavenly Furnace Master, the fire in the furnace seemed to have grown eyes and gained sentience, and went straight for the witchcraft cult members lurking in the shadows.

A large, jet-black palm struck from afar.

"Hehehe." The old man in black robes sneered, his eyes filled with coldness. "You've found out. Looks like you've taken another step forward."

"Don't think I'm afraid of you just because of this. The cultivators I've killed these past few days haven't been killed for nothing! Try my Heavenly Demon Gu." He spoke coldly and sarcastically.

Old Chen didn't hesitate for a second.

He summoned a fat worm that looked like a fleshy ball, and with a wave of his hand, green turbid liquid gushed out like a flood bursting its banks.

With a forceful attack, several fleeing disciples of the Witchcraft Cult were affected and instantly turned into a pile of bones.

"Hmph! Your poison can't harm me!" With a roar, Master Tianlu no longer held back. The Refining Heaven Cauldron was like the legendary alchemy furnace of Venus. With a mere breath, it sucked the Gu worm into the furnace and extinguished it with a great fire.

His face was somewhat grim. As a fellow Foundation Establishment cultivator, Old Demon Chen could naturally see the mystery behind it. After only a moment's thought, he flew south.

"Old man, you can actually invoke the profound mysteries of the Fruit Realm. It seems you've already taken one foot into the late stage."

However, Master Gu Ling is nearby to provide backup. If you're not afraid of death, then come over..."

With a wicked smile, Old Demon Chen suddenly revealed his secret, which made True Person Tianlu's expression complicated. If there really was a Foundation Establishment Perfection cultivator to provide support, he wouldn't be able to handle it with his strength.

However, considering that these demonic cultivators were always treacherous and cunning, True Person Tianlu paused slightly, sent a message to the sect, and then transformed into a streak of red light to give chase.

……

At this moment, Elder Duan, who was guarding the pass, raised his eyebrows and immediately noticed the unusual activity, pushing the chessboard to its limit.

His voice was serious, "There's a ninth-level cultivator. I'll go and hold him off. You all go after the other disciples of the Witchcraft Cult!"

Nodding, Zheng Xin, who was at the late stage of the eighth rank, immediately rushed out, with Wei Xingxiu following closely behind.

Looking around, Jiang Ming spotted a disciple at the early stage of the eighth rank and immediately gave chase.

Enveloped in the imagery of the Great Forest Tree, Jiang Ming, like a ghost, quietly circled behind the disciple and, with a wave of his hand, ripped out his heart and lungs.

"You dare kill my junior brother? I'll fight you to the death!" With bloodshot eyes, the lean demonic cultivator charged forward, his spirit gu instantly transforming into swarms of flying insects that greedily and bloodthirstyly pounced on him.

Raising an eyebrow, Jiang Ming saw that the demonic cultivator was quite powerful, so he dared not be careless. He retreated into the shadows and immediately waited for an opportunity to act.

Using a replica of the Refined Heaven Gauntlet, he blasted it straight at the demonic cultivator!

With the blessing of the imagery of the fire in the furnace, most of the demonic cultivator's Gu worms were instantly reduced to ashes.

With a cold expression, Jiang Ming used the imagery of a great forest to distract the demonic cultivator's mind. He quickly gave chase, his hands covered in blood.

"Help me! Come help me!" Zheng Xin cried out in pain, his arm now broken after he had been so full of vigor just moments before.

He ran towards Jiang Ming in a very disheveled state.

Beside him stood Wei Xingxiu, her face filled with fear. The two of them had rushed forward faster than anyone else, but now that they were in danger, they had directly attracted a powerful enemy.

Jiang Ming's expression turned cold as he sensed that the pursuing demonic cultivator was also at the late stage of the eighth rank, and he immediately frowned.

He left Zheng and Xin behind, jokingly saying that their cultivation was far superior to his own. If he acted like a hero at this critical juncture, he would surely be a hero again in eighteen years.

"Jiang Ming, come with me, we can kill him!" His face was ashen as he bore the pressure from behind.

Zheng Xin had lost his initial arrogance and took the initiative to swallow his pride and ask for a favor.

"Junior Brother Jiang, Senior Brother Zheng has been poisoned by a Gu poison! Please save him!" With a mournful face, Wei Xingxiu felt a sense of despair seeing Jiang Ming only concerned with running away.

Just now, if it weren't for saving himself, Zheng Xin wouldn't have been poisoned.

Too lazy to deal with those two idiots, Jiang Ming ran away on his own, but not far away, he spotted a familiar figure.

It's Hsu Yu-Wei!

With a hint of surprise, Jiang Ming concealed himself and quietly approached.

Focused on escaping, Xu Youwei bumped into Jiang Ming's arms, turning pale with fright.

Upon recognizing Jiang Ming's appearance, he immediately frowned, feeling a sense of bad luck.

Three times! A total of three times! Why do I always get caught?

With tears welling up in her eyes, Xu Youwei looked up at the late-stage eighth-level disciple not far away, a hint of expectation rising in her heart.

However, this glimmer of hope was quickly overshadowed by fear.

Looking at the long sword stretched out over her neck, Xu Youwei felt a little desperate and instantly realized that she had become a hostage!