Journey to the West Creation Technique

Upon entering Guimiangou, it felt as if night had fallen.

The sunlight was blocked by layers of dense foliage, leaving only scattered, dappled patches that seeped into the deep valley.

These lights were even less bright than moonlight.

Once night falls, Ghost Face Gully becomes a place where you can't see your hand in front of your face.

Wind Control Technique!

Amplified by strong winds.

This is a spell that allows cultivators to fly through the air.

Lin Che only has the cultivation level of Qi Refining stage. The Wind Control Technique cannot make him fly, but it can give him amazing speed.

He sped through the forest like an arrow.

He took each step very carefully, only able to step on the tangled, exposed old tree roots; there was no other safe place to stand.

The ditch was full of rotten, stagnant soil; once you stepped into it, half of your body would sink in.

Ordinary cultivators who venture into Ghost Face Gully would find it difficult to cope with the rotten soil, let alone encounter demonic beasts.

But those feathered dragons completely ignored the terrain. They were only half a person tall and not heavy to begin with. Although their thighs were thick, their feet were even wider.

Their wide paws allow them to sink even when stepping on soft, rotten soil, maintaining their relentless pursuit.

Lin Che frantically activated his Wind Control Technique, daring not to pause for even a moment.

He had no chance against a horde of feathered dragons on his own. Once entangled, he would be surrounded, and once surrounded, he would surely die.

Although there is an even more ferocious beast deep in Ghost Face Gully, we can't worry about that now.

Either way, it's certain death; there's no way out.

The mana consumption of the Wind Control Technique is extremely high!

However, after only a short while of rapid travel, Lin Che's magical power was exhausted.

Although he knew he couldn't keep going, he didn't dare to stop.

Lin Che's face suddenly flushed red. With life hanging by a thread, he couldn't care about anything else and began to overdraw his foundation.

When the oil runs out and the lamp goes out, it burns even brighter.

This is a final burst of energy before death!

I can't run anymore!

Are you going to get caught and bitten to death by the Feathered Dragon?

He was dismembered by a bunch of beasts!

No!

still have a chance!

We absolutely cannot sit idly by and wait to die!

Lin Che's eyes were bright; despite being on the verge of despair, he remained surprisingly calm.

He suddenly leaped up, using the momentum of his running to rush directly into a large tree.

His wind manipulation technique created a strong gust of wind, propelling him even higher into the air.

He grabbed the tree trunk tightly.

The feathered dragon beneath him leaped up and bit his ankle.

A snap.

It missed.

Lin Che flipped over and jumped onto the tree branch.

It climbed up the tree.

He was still too close to the ground, so he stood up and walked up the tree trunk, getting higher and higher off the ground.

A large number of feathered dragons gathered under the tree and jumped up one after another.

Unfortunately, he lacked the jumping ability to jump properly and could only jump aimlessly.

We're finally safe...

Lin Che let out a long sigh of relief. At this moment, fatigue and the feeling of his meridians tearing overwhelmed him like a tidal wave.

When both magical power and physical strength are exhausted, this is the most dangerous time for a cultivator.

Having experienced extreme danger, his vigilance had begun to gradually relax, and he didn't even realize that a giant python was slowly approaching him from behind.

No place in the Southern Desolate Continent is safe. Just because Ghost Face Yaksha is in Ghost Face Gully doesn't mean there aren't other monsters there.

The snake's tongue flickers, its eyes are cold.

The lurking giant python suddenly attacked, spewing out a thick, venomous mist the moment it struck.

Before the snake's bite even arrived, the poisonous smoke had already enveloped Lin Che.

puff!

A flash of silver light appeared in Lin Che's palm. This palm sword technique of his could always be used when life and death were hanging by a thread.

A flash of cold light, and a precise sword stroke severed the snake's head.

Unfortunately, the deadly poison from the tongue kiss had already rapidly invaded his limbs and bones, and he now had no magic power to resist it.

For a moment, my head felt dizzy and lightheaded, and I was about to fall from the branch.

He bit his tongue sharply, trying to take a deep breath.

With a stubborn will to survive, it clung tightly to the tree trunk.

You absolutely must not fall!

If you fall in, you'll be completely destroyed.

Below, a large number of feathered dragons were waiting for him with their mouths wide open, as if saying, "Come into my mouth quickly."

thump!

They fell.

A headless snake.

Even after the headless python's body hit the ground, it continued to writhe and twitch.

Unfortunately, without a head, no matter how much it struggled, it was all in vain.

Yu Long began to feast.

Human flesh is certainly delicious, but snake meat is just as good.

Anyway, it's all about filling your stomach...

It doesn't necessarily have to involve killing someone.

The dragons swarmed forward, tearing and gnawing sounds filling the air, and almost instantly devoured most of the python.

persist in……

You must persevere!

Suffering from severe poisoning, with his magical power depleted and his physical strength exhausted, Lin Che clung tightly to the tree branch.

He kept reminding himself to persevere, but his mind was foggy and he felt drowsy.

The snake venom won't cause a stinging sensation; it will only cause the person to lose consciousness.

This is actually the most fatal thing...

thump!

When Lin Che came to his senses, he found himself lying on the ground.

What?

They fell!?

it's over...

A group of feathered dragons, their mouths stained with blood, stared at him with their green eyes.

The feathered dragon beside him opened its blood-red maw.

Its mouth opened wider and wider, as if it wanted to swallow him completely.

Puff puff puff puff...

Atop the layers of ornate canopy, a hundred gleaming flying swords plummeted down.

Splitting Light and Shadow Sword!

One flying sword can instantly transform into hundreds of swords.

This is a divine power of a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator!

The sword shadows were dense and impenetrable, like a torrential rain, like hail.

In the blink of an eye, all the feathered dragons were killed.

The person who made the move was Zhao Xuangang.

He had no intention of making a move after sneaking into the valley and observing the demon-faced yaksha, so he prepared to quietly retreat.

But in order to save Lin Che, he had no choice but to take action.

The countless flying swords transformed into one, the sword light receded, and the sword was sheathed as the body spun.

A tall and straight figure stood in mid-air.

The moment he appeared, a demonic shadow attacked.

The attacking creature was completely invisible; all that could be seen were poisoned claws and a chilling, malevolent aura.

Zhao Xuangang had anticipated this, and summoned a black iron flowing light magic shield, which he then suspended in front of him.

clang!

A deafening clang of metal rang out.

Deep claw marks were left on the black iron shield, and the magical artifact was destroyed on the spot.

Zhao Xuangang stepped into the void and soared into the sky, his sword light clearing a path, piercing through the layers of leaves covering the top of the canopy above.

The demon-faced yaksha pursued relentlessly, its chilling aura also soaring into the sky.

The chopped branches fell with a rustling sound, and leaves danced wildly in the air.

Suddenly, a golden light descended from the sky.

Solemn and sacred.

This is sunlight.

It was midday, the sun was high in the sky, and golden light shone everywhere.

However, the trees in Ghost Face Gully were too dense, blocking out the sunlight and making the valley appear as if it were night. Zhao Xuangang soared into the sky and cleaved through the canopy of trees above his head with a single sword, allowing the sunlight to enter the valley.

Golden sunlight cascaded down like a waterfall, shining directly on the pursuing demon-faced yaksha.

The Demon-Faced Yaksha is a notorious nocturnal monster in the Southern Desolate Continent.

It never sees the sunlight!

As the golden sun poured down, the Yin energy that enveloped it was instantly dispelled.

Zhao Xuangang also saw the appearance of this ferocious creature for the first time.

It has a blue face and fangs, blood-red eyes, bulging muscles, and its body is covered with dark blue, hard scales.

Its sharp claws were coated with a dark red, potent poison.

The blinding light stung the demon's eyes, and it instinctively raised its claws to block in front of them. Its fierce attack suddenly faltered, leaving it vulnerable all over.

It's now!

Zhao Xuangang's eyes flashed sharply. He suddenly turned around and thrust out the sword in his hand, imbued with all his cultivation.

His sword intent merged with the golden midday sun.

This was a simple strike, yet a perfectly executed sword move!

Sword light flashed like a rainbow!

It accurately pierced the vital point on the head of the demon-faced yaksha.

"what!"

The demon-faced yaksha let out a piercing scream, a scream of extreme pain that seemed to penetrate straight to the brain and attack the soul.

Zhao Xuangang was stunned for a moment.

This is a sure-kill sword strike.

It's delayed...

The sword light left only a deep mark on the head of the demon-faced yaksha.

However, the sword energy did not penetrate the brain marrow, and the sword intent did not annihilate the soul.

The wounded and stinging demon-faced yaksha dared not stand in the light to fight Zhao Xuangang, and howled as it hid in the darkness.

In the familiar darkness...

In a short while, a thick, impenetrable, cold black mist quickly gathered around it again.

Layers upon layers of Yin energy tightly enveloped his entire body, concealing his presence. Through the Yin energy black mist, a pair of scarlet claws could be vaguely seen.

It once again became a terrifying evil spirit lurking in the shadows.