The Long Journey to Immortality

Therefore, the two kept this treasure as a means of dealing with specific situations.

Now is the perfect time to unleash this treasure. The two naturally work together to activate the magic weapon, maximizing the supernatural power of the scripture, and trying to use this righteous magic weapon to fight against the Black Tower magic weapon used by Wen Er Ya.

As they recited the scriptures, the two radiated brilliant light.

These dazzling lights are not merely superficial "special effects" created by magical artifacts.

The ghosts summoned by Wen Erya's magic weapon were afraid of the light and could not get close. Even a few bold ghosts launched attacks at Wen Erya's urging.

Baptized by the light that looked like "good things," they were instantly annihilated in less than half a breath, unable to get close to the white-bearded hermit and the red-haired cultivator.

The "good guy" uses a sneaky magic weapon.

The bandits who stalked and robbed the victims were using "righteous scriptures," a scene that is truly hard to describe or evaluate.

Han Lu, who was watching with an appreciative attitude, thought to herself, "Magic weapons are neither good nor evil; it simply depends on who holds them and what they are used for."

A slightly philosophical commentary did not allow Wen Er Ya's magic weapon to gain any advantage over Bai Hu San Ren and his companion.

As for Yi Qiyan's insect swarm attack, it was also stopped by another cultivator from the East Sea.

The pocket magic weapon previously used by this East Sea cultivator has been changed from an offensive function to a defensive function.

Even the weakest insect in Yi Qiyan's swarm could barely be considered a spirit insect.

However, the raging fire summoned by this magical artifact is still the best choice for dealing with this type of insect swarm.

The raging flames, used as a form of offense, blocked the insect swarm's path.

Those insects that Yi Qiyan used as expendable resources were no match for the raging flames unleashed by these magical artifacts.

The swarm of insects collided with the flames, and ninety-nine percent of them turned into ashes and roasted insects, falling from the sky and drifting into the East China Sea.

As for the high-level spirit insects that were being used as surprise attacks and sharp weapons under the cover of the swarm, they chose to remain silent when they saw that the situation was not good under Yi Qiyan's control.

Upon seeing this, Yi Qiyan quickly spoke up, calling out, "Erya!"

Wen Erya understood the call immediately.

He briefly diverted his attention to activate the white jade bottle that had previously contained these flames.

Although the magic weapon only unleashed 50% of its power, it still successfully absorbed a considerable amount of flames, opening a path for the insect swarm to attack.

Most of the small insects that had helped shield her from attacks and provide cover were dead. Yi Qiyan's carefully nurtured Spirit Insect King no longer cared about its own extraordinary nature. It took the lead, transforming into a streak of yellow lightning and charging out.

"I see!"

Originally, the fact that the spirit insects were killed by the fire at will had aroused suspicion in this cultivator from the East Sea. He was wary and on guard, fearing that this move was just a smokescreen by Yi Qiyan.

Now, seeing the spirit insect, which clearly possessed some skill, charging towards him, he immediately understood the mystery behind this move.

Without hesitation, the East Sea cultivator with dry hair and a pale face opened his mouth and spat out ten silver needles.

This set of silver needles is only a mid-grade magic weapon, but because it needs to be nurtured in the dantian for a hundred days after each use, it can be activated again.

Therefore, although this set of silver needle magic weapons is not of high grade, it has the power comparable to a spiritual weapon when used.

Using it in this "life-or-death moment" is quite appropriate.

Ten silver needles were drawn from their sheaths, forming two array formations like spirit swords, and pressed towards the only threatening golden spirit insect in the swarm.

Without using her divine sense to observe, Han Lu, as an observer, saw a golden thread and ten silver threads intertwining and weaving in the air, as if weaving a large net.

Only the two cultivators engaged in the battle truly understood the intensity of the fight.

The spirit insects cultivated by Yi Qiyan are quite powerful; they can even bully some low-level late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators in one-on-one combat.

At this moment, with Yi Qiyan's full control and the enhancement of her secret techniques, it was evenly matched with this set of silver needles.

The battle for gold and silver in the air was quickly decided.

Seven of the ten silver threads were broken before they could barely hold off Yi Qiyan's spirit insects.

The spirit insect, which had been driven back to Yi Qiyan's side, had three silver needles stuck in its body. It wasn't on the verge of death, but it was severely injured and unable to fight for the time being.

Seeing this, Yi Qiyan, who couldn't stand being taken advantage of, didn't hesitate.

He exhaled purple smoke again, pulled out the three silver needles as spoils of war, and at the same time flicked three fingers to feed the spirit insect three pills, each no more than one-fifth the size of a spirit pill. After the spirit insect swallowed the pills and began to recuperate and heal, he sent it back into the spirit beast pouch.

On the other hand, seeing that her favorite pagoda was helpless against the two East Sea cultivators, Wen Erya also chose to give up and instead planned to use other methods.

The battlefield fell silent for a moment.

Both sides have adjusted their assessment of their opponent's strength in the first two rounds of combat.

Wen Erya and Yi Qiyan raised the strength level of the three East Sea cultivators by half, bringing them to the standard of ordinary Golden Core cultivators.

After all, combat experience is invaluable, and being more ferocious in life-or-death battles can indeed significantly boost a cultivator's combat strength.

The three, including Baihu Sanren, also showed less discrimination against Wen Erya and Yi Qiyan, who were from the Central Plains and female cultivators, and placed them on the same level as themselves.

Furthermore, Baihu Sanren even altered his "escape route".

He did not expect to be able to capture either Wen Erya or Yi Qiyan in the battle and escape by exchanging them for a hostage.

Instead, he would demonstrate his strength, making Han Lu and the others understand that capturing him would come at a great cost, hoping that the Central Plains cultivators would cherish their reputation and be unwilling to get hurt, thus giving him the right to leave with his head held high.

The plan is good, but how it develops is no longer up to Baihu Sanren to decide.

Chapter 822 I Want Them All

With the battle situation returning to calm, Wen Erya and Yi Qiyan seized the opportunity to communicate and discuss countermeasures.

Although the two already knew that the other was a mediocre cultivator from the East Sea who had advanced to the Golden Core realm using a beast core, he was not someone they, as "geniuses" who had only advanced to the Golden Core realm less than ten years ago, could easily crush.

But it was precisely because they had determined the strength of their opponent that both of them became more determined to win this life-or-death battle with fewer troops.

After a brief exchange, they shared their battle plans.

Although there wasn't much time for brainstorming and arriving at a battle plan that each of them considered perfect, it was enough for Wen Erya and Yi Qiyan to cooperate more in the upcoming battle, just like when "Wen Erya helped the spirit insects pave the way," and to unleash their power at 120% or even 130%.

Having explained everything clearly, Wen Erya and Yi Qiyan did not hesitate at all. They took the initiative again, trying to use the many magical treasures in their storage bags to seize the initiative in the battle. With a continuous and fierce offensive, they wanted to teach these ruthless cultivators from the East Sea the principles of being a good person.

With all their magical weapons unleashed, the five people in the sky were once again locked in battle.

On the battlefield, there were fewer probing attacks and surprise tactics, and more solid, decisive methods.

The battle was fierce, and Fan Anxiang, who was watching from the sidelines, was also immersed in it, losing the initial trepidation.

Not to mention the only Foundation Establishment cultivator present.

Mo Yang, who had already formed a false core, looked on with envy.

He had already begun to imagine that after he formed his core, he would be able to fight with such fierce methods.

And what about Han Lu?

Like Wen Erya and the other two, they had less disdain for the abilities of the cultivators from the East Sea and more recognition for them.

But that's about it.

Just as she had when she made the initial decision, Han Lu was full of confidence in her two friends.

"The road is tortuous, but the future is bright."

The word "failure" didn't even cross her mind for a moment.

As expected, after about three hundred breaths of fierce fighting, the three East Sea cultivators had run out of tricks and could not come up with any new methods.

However, Wen Erya and Yi Qiyan's storage bags were like treasure bags, still containing novel magical treasures that were used in various ways to engage in the magical battle.

Furthermore, they possess several secret techniques that they haven't yet used, which could change the course of the battle and secure victory during this tense period.

Completely overwhelmed, the White-Bearded Hermit was already panting heavily despite still having 50% of his spiritual power remaining.

"How come these two cultivators from the Central Plains have so many magical treasures, many of which are spiritual artifacts?"

"It must be because I didn't consult a fortune teller when I went out to seek wealth this time, and I got the worst possible fortune."

……

Bai Hu Sanren was heartbroken and filled with resentment; he had completely lost his will to fight.

With his extensive combat experience, he knew very well.

In his current state, he is dying a slow death.

All the scenarios he had envisioned were actually just wishful thinking on his part, with absolutely no chance of them coming true.

These three cultivators from the Central Plains who suddenly appeared were far more powerful than he had imagined.

"It seems that the best course of action is to flee." The White-Bearded Hermit spread his divine sense outward, beginning to search for the safest "escape route," while also starting his plan to sell his two "brothers" for a good price, in accordance with his previous intentions.

Look, the white-bearded hermit shared a fake escape plan with the red-haired cultivator via telepathy.

“Red Hair,” the White-Bearded Hermit transmitted his voice, “These Central Plains cultivators are too powerful. The three of us brothers are probably no match for them. We should run now.”

Almost as soon as the red-haired man realized that Wen Erya and Yi Qiyan were not to be trifled with, he had already considered retreating. "Brother Whitebeard, we are both their targets. This place is vast and open, there's no place like this, where can we escape to?"

If this place were near the three major islands, the red-haired man felt there was still a glimmer of hope.

But in this uninhabited area, there are hardly any small islands around.

He didn't think he could escape in the middle of nowhere.

“Listen to me,” Whitebeard suggested, “I’ll use my disguise skill to temporarily transform both of us into Third Brother Thousand Eyebrows…”

Having heard the White-Bearded Hermit explain the plan clearly, and facing a life-or-death crisis, Red Hair could no longer care about brotherhood.

The red-haired cultivator was overjoyed upon hearing this, "Alright, the three of us will run in three different directions. If we're lucky, we might actually be able to save our lives."

Having roughly planned the direction, Baihu Sanren then used a different set of words to deceive his third brother, Qianmei.

Because, relatively speaking, Qianmei had not spoken rudely before and was not an important figure on the wanted list, so even if he surrendered voluntarily, he would have a good chance of surviving.

Therefore, Baihu Sanren used himself and Chifa to attract attention, allowing Qianmei to escape in another direction as his so-called "escape plan".

Hearing that his two companions were willing to make such a sacrifice for him, Qianmei was so moved that he almost burst into tears.

Qianmei replied, "I will follow your arrangements, elder brother."

With a little trickery, he managed to win over his two brothers.

The next step is to use tactics to inflate the price of the other party's offer.

The three of them exerted all their strength and temporarily knocked away Wen Erya and Yi Qiyan's magical weapons, repelling one wave of attacks. After finding a slight opening, Bai Hu did not hesitate to use his usual disguise technique on his own side and shouted, "Run!"