The Long Journey to Immortality

A single sentence reveals the person in the dream.

Zhongli Li's words made Chu Fei and Yuwen Bing, who were still standing, suddenly realize the truth.

Following Zhongli Li's advice, the two used their magic to control the magical artifacts that were still flying in the air. Sure enough, these magical artifacts became unresponsive to Han Lu and Wen Erya's commands. Not to mention launching another attack, it was very difficult for them to even maintain their ability to fly freely in the air.

Seeing this, a hint of joy finally appeared on Yuwen Bing's face.

Because of this incident, Han Lu and Wen Erya couldn't help but look at Zhong Lili, who had the worst appearance, with higher regard, realizing that among the four, this chubby boy was probably the most powerful.

But only there.

This trick was just a fun method they came up with on the spot. It didn't matter if it failed or was seen through; they had many more powerful trump cards up their sleeves.

Chapter 222 Zhong Lili's trump card

In just five minutes, the four-on-two situation turned into a three-on-two one, and the situation took a sharp turn for the worse.

Chu Fei's face was ashen. He clutched his chest and turned to look at Lin Wenbai, who lay motionless and lifeless not far away. A chill ran down his spine and his hair stood on end.

Looking at the three puppets lying broken and broken on the ground in front of him, Chu Fei felt a little heartache, but he was still glad. "Luckily, I summoned the puppets to fight. If I had used magic tools and spells to resist those magic treasures like Junior Brother Lin, I would definitely be the one lying there now."

Compared to "Junior Brother Lin," who has mostly lost his name, Chu Fei is still willing to sacrifice something as external as a puppet to save his own life.

Meanwhile, Yuwen Bing, who had recently used the secret technique of "fundamental loss" next to Chu Fei, felt even worse.

It was clearly a secret technique he planned to use to turn the tide of the battle, but it was forced to be used as a regular defensive technique.

Now, not only is his spiritual power nearly exhausted, but his mental energy has also been completely depleted due to this overdrawn secret technique, leaving him like a candle flickering in the wind.

If it weren't for his extraordinary willpower, he would probably have collapsed and fainted on the spot, becoming a helpless victim.

Initially, Zhongli Li was unwilling to use all his strength to break the formation because he wanted to kill an "ally" so that he could get more treasures.

Meanwhile, Zhongli Li was still hesitating, looking at his two allies who were in a sorry state outside the sword formation.

Zhongli Li saw that the situation was not yet hopeless, and he was unwilling to sacrifice his future by trying to use his trump card to turn the tide and win this battle.

After all, if one cannot advance to the Golden Core Realm, then even if one obtains numerous high-level magic treasures, it will only benefit others.

He didn't want to be a Foundation Establishment cultivator fifty years from now, watching his fellow disciples who hadn't entered the ancient cultivation realm swagger around using the magical artifacts and spiritual weapons he had won by mortgaging his future.

The situation deteriorated to its extreme, and the already loose alliance naturally became shaky.

Feeling the chaotic spiritual energy within his body and the already damaged spiritual veins, Chu Fei gritted his teeth, abandoned his dignity as a genius cultivator of the Seven Mountains Alliance, and took the initiative to speak, "Fellow Daoist Han, Fellow Daoist Wen, you two are superior in skill. I humbly admit defeat. I am willing to offer up my storage bag. I wonder if you two could spare my life and let me leave?"

Chu Fei's willingness to back down was exactly what Han Lu expected.

In the few words exchanged before the fight began, she realized that the four cultivators in front of her were actually two groups of people, not of one mind.

However, things have come to this point, and it's not something that can be completely erased with just a simple sentence.

“If you had said this a little earlier, my senior sister and I would probably have agreed, but…” Han Lu glanced at Ming Wenbai’s “corpse” before continuing, “But now, I’m afraid that if we reconcile, you’ll come to the Central Plains to seek revenge on me.”

Chu Fei was stunned for a moment, and his eyes dimmed instantly.

Clearly, he understood what Han Lu was thinking, understood why Han Lu and Wen Erya refused to surrender, and knew very well that he was most likely doomed this time.

However, Yu Wenzhang, who was already exhausted, was unwilling to put an end to his life.

"Senior Han, Senior Wen," Yu Wenzhang said in a hoarse voice, changing his form of address, "I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness. I did such a stupid thing in a moment of confusion."

"If you two seniors are willing to let me leave, I can put it in writing and guarantee that I will not seek revenge on you two seniors after I return to the Central Plains."

“In addition, I will offer up ninety percent of my family fortune and at least two thousand spirit stones to buy my life.”

"I only beg the two seniors to show mercy..."

Yu Wenzhang's unpleasant voice and unoriginal lines made Wen Erya lose all interest in listening to his rambling on.

Wen Erya interrupted, "Stop talking. You reaped what you sowed. If you hadn't provoked me and my junior sister, you wouldn't be in this predicament now."

Instead of wasting time talking nonsense in front of me and my junior sister, you should think carefully about your last words to avoid leaving too many regrets.

Wen Erya didn't have time to play the good guy, so she simply made things clear.

The words of the two dealt a huge blow to Chu Fei and Yuwen Bing, who were already in dire straits, and also caused Zhongli Li, who was still trapped in the sword formation, to be shaken.

"This is an attempt to wipe them out completely."

"If I don't use my ultimate move, not only will Senior Brother Yuwen die, but I will also die here."

Thinking of this, Zhongli rubbed the jade ring on his right little finger and cried out in his heart, "Old man, wake up! Come out and save me! If you don't come out soon, I'm going to die!"

"You brat, weren't you in the ancient cultivation realm? Or is there some expert here who can stop you?"

……

Han Lu and Wen Erya were unaware that Zhong Lili was communicating with the "old man" he carried with him.

After issuing the final ultimatum, facing two opponents who had lost all will to fight, they no longer hesitated and went straight for the kill.

With the combat experience of Xiaoyaozi, Han Lu is definitely among the top Qi Refining cultivators in the Central Plains when it comes to "slaughtering" cultivators.

Not to mention that he had just dealt with the Three Heroes of the Western Regions the day before. Now, when he attacked Yuwen Bing and Chu Fei, he was naturally more skilled at killing them and did not cause them too much pain.

Chu Fei had lost all will to fight. Even though he still had 20% of his spiritual power left, he did not use any spells to make a last-ditch effort.

The golden sword casually pierced through Chu Fei's chest.

Blood gushed from the wounds of the damaged organs, staining the withered yellow weeds red.

Yuwen Bing's situation is a bit more complicated, since the secret technique is still in effect. Although the spirits around him have dimmed to the point of being transparent, they still have the power to fight.

Wen Erya decisively summoned the Soul-Suppressing Pagoda, which had been used as a "steel whip" once before.

A massive pagoda descended from the sky, merging Yuwen Bing with the yellow mud beneath everyone's feet, leaving only his two storage bags as proof that this genius cultivator from Xuan Yang Valley had once existed in this world.

They quickly defeated the three men. Just as Han Lu was about to withdraw the sword formation and join forces with the other two to deal with Zhong Lili, an unexpected incident occurred.

Within the sword formation, Zhongli suddenly unleashed an aura far surpassing that of a Qi Refining Realm cultivator.

He, who had been struggling to resist the spirit sword formation, suddenly took the initiative and casually struck out three palms.

With three palm strikes, the seven spiritual swords that formed the sword formation were sent flying, temporarily stripping them of their spiritual power.

In an instant, the sword formation showed obvious flaws, and Zhongli broke through the formation.

This change almost made Han Lu and Wen Erya drop their jaws in astonishment.

"What's going on? What secret technique did this chubby kid use, or what kind of magic pill did he take?"

Han Lu subconsciously took a half step back, fixing her gaze firmly on Zhong Lili.

After breaking through the formation, Han Lu felt that Zhong Lili had not only changed in strength and realm, but also in temperament.

If before, Zhong Lili's unreliable words gave Han Lu the feeling of a novice, now, in Han Lu's eyes, Zhong Lili has more of the temperament of Xiaoyaozi.

Standing not far from the two, Zhongli straightened his tattered sleeves and said, "You two, prepare to die!"

Chapter 223 Battle!

The power borrowed from the "portable old man" in the ring cannot last long, not to mention that maintaining this state is a huge burden for Zhongli, whose current cultivation level is only at the Great Perfection of Qi Refining.

He has absolutely no intention of competing with Han Lu and Wen Erya in verbal sparring.

At this moment, Zhongli Li only wanted to quickly deal with the two female cultivators so that he could dispel the secret technique that borrowed spiritual power and avoid causing irreversible damage to his body.

After uttering this domineering declaration of war, Zhongli patted his storage bag, summoned the spirit sword inside, and first showed off a skill that could only be performed by cultivators above the Qi Refining Realm.

Seeing this gesture, Han Lu and Wen Erya instantly understood what Zhong Lili was trying to express.

"This chubby kid now possesses the spiritual power of a Foundation Establishment cultivator?"

However, the moment this thought crossed her mind, another question arose: "Aren't ancient cultivation secret realms only capable of supporting the power of Qi Refining cultivators? Then how come this world is still incredibly stable, without the slightest sign of spatial rupture?"

The sword scar on the back of Han Lu's right hand did not help her answer this question.

With a formidable enemy at hand, Han Lu had no time to delve into this issue, but instead devoted herself entirely to dealing with Zhong Lili.

Facing Zhongli Li, whose cultivation had reached the Foundation Establishment realm in a short period of time, Han Lu felt no fear or apprehension whatsoever.

On the contrary, her fighting spirit grew even stronger.

Confident in her True Spirit Transformation as a safety net, Han Lu decided to use Zhongli Li in this state as a touchstone to test her strength in combat as a normal cultivator, and whether she could challenge and defeat a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Wen Erya and Han Lu reacted very differently.

She was slightly nervous, her mind racing with thoughts, and she even had a fleeting idea of ​​running away to avoid the limelight.

Wen Erya's idea is quite reasonable.

In the ancient cultivation secret realm, Wen Erya did not have much of an advantage compared to other talented cultivators.

All the forces and sects gave the treasure hunters the best treatment, and each treasure hunter had at least three or four high-grade magic items.

This diminished the greatest advantage of Duobao Daoren Wen Erya, preventing him from "bullying" his fellow disciples with numerous magical artifacts as he did on the sect's arena.

Based on her strength, Wen Erya could barely rank in the top five among these thirty cultivators, but she didn't have the advantage over other treasure hunters ranked lower, so the idea of ​​challenging someone of a higher level was out of the question.

Not to mention defeating a cultivator at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, which would be an impossible task for Wen Erya.

With such strength, coupled with the many ancient cultivation treasures she had acquired smoothly before, Wen Erya naturally had no intention of risking her life against Zhongli Li, whose aura and strength were already comparable to those of early or even mid-Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Despite facing a formidable enemy, Wen Erya still did not do anything as "disgusting" as abandoning Han Lu and running away.

The two sisters watched as Zhongli Li's aura stabilized at around the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, and each used their own methods to fight him.

Han Lu held a wooden sword and muttered incantations.

Three breaths later, five thick vines, each so thick that one person couldn't wrap their arms around them, rose from the ground and twisted their massive bodies with a "whoosh," crashing down on Zhongli Li, who was flying through the air on his sword, in various ways under Han Lu's control.

Faced with these magical vines that could easily steal the spells of Qi Refining cultivators, Zhongli Li simply glared angrily, and then the spiritual sword beneath his feet instantly shot out nearly twenty sword beams.

In the blink of an eye, the vines that had been baring their fangs and claws at Zhongli Li were cut into countless pieces, limp and powerless, lying back on the ground, and then turning into spiritual energy and disappearing into the air.

Just as Han Lu's spell was neutralized, Wen Er Ya's attack followed.

The Soul-Suppressing and Spirit-Locking Tower, which had multiplied to a height of seventeen or eighteen meters, swept towards Zhongli Li as if swatting a fly.

Despite the immense power he wielded, Zhongli Li remained remarkably calm in the face of this colossal creature.

With both hands outstretched in a lifting stance, several streams of spiritual energy were unleashed. The pagoda, which had just struck with overwhelming force, was instantly brought to a standstill in mid-air by Zhongli's response.

"go with!"