aircannonsinc Chapter 100 Battle of the Eight Great Prodigies
Chapter 100 Battle of the Eight Great Prodigies
Chapter 100 Battle of the Eight Great Prodigies
Starlight shone down, and Qin Chengcheng sat with her knees drawn up to her chest, clinging to the gnarled roots of the ancient tree.
Her long, white dress cascaded down her back, her feet resting on a hollow in the tree root. The starlight shimmered on her fair insteps, making them appear crystal clear and pure.
She was also quite exhausted by this time, but she sensed that Chen Yi had reached a crucial point in his cultivation, so she asked Chen Yi to go into seclusion first, while she kept watch over him at night.
Chen Yi didn't stand on ceremony, nodded slightly in acknowledgment, and then began to try to compress and combine the thunder, fire, and golden light into one, which was an extremely dangerous project.
Back then, he was able to compress ordinary golden radiance into dark gold crystals because of a mortal cultivation technique called the [罡甲功]. The principle of this technique was to condense blood and true energy to a certain degree to form a protective armor.
Previously, Chen Yi had used some kind of spiritual energy to enhance the principle of this technique, transforming it into a small trick for applying the golden radiance: compressing five golden radiance particles into a single dark gold crystal.
Now, he wants to try to further compress the Thunderfire Radiance, whose energy per single crystal exceeds that of a Dark Gold Crystal.
This requires not only a superhuman level of spiritual awareness, but also absolute control over the golden energy and a powerful physical body capable of withstanding backlash—especially the ability of the bone orifices to accommodate such energy must be maximized.
Fortunately, Chen Yi already meets almost all of these stringent requirements.
But to be absolutely sure, he decided to add another layer of protection.
Chen Yi silently observed Qin Chengcheng's deep thought, then, after a moment's thought, took out the near-third-tier Crimson Flame Fruit he had picked that day.
He took a small bite first, sensing the strength of the medicine. After confirming that his Golden Bone Body Refinement was sufficient,
Only then did they slowly take it little by little.
In fact, he could have swallowed it whole and absorbed it using the system's power.
With others around, Chen Yi acted cautiously, making sure every step was logical and avoiding any potential problems for himself.
Even if this person is Qin Chengcheng.
Even so,
Qin Chengcheng was also extremely surprised, looking at Chen Yi with disbelief.
"Are we just going to eat it raw like that? This is a near-third-tier Crimson Flame Fruit!"
The fire-attribute spiritual power contained in the near-third-tier Crimson Flame Fruit is extremely pure and concentrated. If an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator were to swallow it rashly, he would probably be instantly burned in the throat and internal organs by the violent fire spiritual power.
The best way to deal with it is to refine it into a pill, neutralize the violent fire elemental energy within, and purify its medicinal power.
Even a body cultivator at the peak of the Copper Bone realm would likely experience nausea and excruciating pain if they consumed such a substance.
However, Chen Yi acted as if nothing had happened. After taking a small amount, he immediately closed his eyes and began to absorb the medicinal power.
This action caused Qin Chengcheng's pupils to shrink slightly.
Her slender fingers unconsciously covered her lips as images from the day flashed through her mind—Chen Yi's figure as he withstood the heavenly lightning, his reaction as he dodged Feng Qingjun's sneak attack with the shadow needles, the power he unleashed when he flicked the shadow needles away, and the explosive force he displayed when he turned to chase after Feng Qingjun.
All signs point to one possibility: Chen Yi seems to have cultivated to the Golden Bone stage, and his progress is definitely not low!
But how long has it been, and he's already reached the Golden Bone realm?
It's said that in body cultivation, refining bones is easy, but refining to the point of having golden bones is extremely rare.
A slight ripple stirred in Qin Chengcheng's heart, adding another layer of mystery to Chen Yi.
The moment the Crimson Flame Fruit entered his stomach, a violent surge of fire elemental energy coursed through his meridians like magma.
However, due to his Golden Bone level of body refinement, his internal organs were not burned under the protection of the three-colored golden light.
At the same time, the body's systems immediately activated, precisely extracting the spiritual essence contained within.
These precious spiritual elements were fully infused into the deduction of the Golden Radiance Compression Technique, and the originally obscure key points suddenly became clear.
Although the thunder, fire, and golden radiance are extremely violent, Chen Yi discovered that if earth and wood-attribute golden radiance were used to neutralize them, the thunder, fire, and golden radiance could be fused together without exploding.
Fifteen minutes later,
Having exhausted all the spiritual energy of the Crimson Flame Fruit, Chen Yi had completely mastered the technique of compressing the golden radiance of lightning and fire.
At this moment, the residual medicinal power of the Crimson Flame Fruit was still churning, and Chen Yi took the opportunity to activate the system to completely refine it.
At the same time, the magnetic lightning ball that had absorbed half of the lightning power was activated, and the pure lightning spiritual power surged into the meridians like a silver snake, intertwining with the fire spiritual power that had not yet dissipated.
He then generated ten more Thunderfire Golden Radiance within his body.
Thus, Chen Yi began to attempt to compress and combine the five Thunderfire Golden Radiances into one.
With precise control of his divine sense, the five golden lights slowly rotated within his meridians, drawing closer to each other.
With each approach, it bursts forth with blinding lightning and fire, as if to tear your meridians apart.
However, Chen Yi had already mastered the trick, using the earth and wood attribute golden light as a buffer to forcefully press the five golden lights together in one place.
"boom--"
A muffled sound came from the meridians, and a brand new Thunderfire Golden Crystal finally took shape.
This golden crystal is a deep purplish-gold color, with fine lightning patterns on its surface, and a crimson fire elemental power flowing inside, like magma.
Simply by hovering within the meridians, it emitted a heart-palpitating fluctuation, and the energy it contained had reached a terrifying level of near-third rank.
Chen Yi attempted to introduce it into the bone orifice of his right hand.
The moment the golden crystal entered his acupoint, his entire right hand glowed with a purplish-red light, and a burning sensation came from his bone acupoint, as if it were about to melt through his bones.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on Chen Yi's forehead, but he gritted his teeth and persevered until the golden crystal finally stabilized and slowly rotated in the bone cavity, smoothly exchanging spiritual energy with the surrounding meridians like breathing.
After a short rest, he repeated the process, storing the second Thunderfire Crystal in the bone cavity of his left hand.
This time it was even more difficult; the bones in his left hand even made a faint "crackling" sound, as if they might shatter at any moment.
Ultimately, both golden crystals were successfully hidden in the bone aperture, but this was already the limit that Chen Yi could currently withstand.
Since there were no bone openings to hold the remaining ten Thunderfire Golden Radiance, Chen Yi used them instead for bone forging.
The golden light flowed through the bones, each wash giving them a faint golden hue.
When the last golden radiance was exhausted, his golden bone refining progress advanced by one-fifth, bringing the overall progress to 85%.
When Chen Yi opened his eyes, the starlight had become sparse, and the sky was beginning to lighten with the first light of dawn.
Beside her, Qin Chengcheng stared wide-eyed, her mouth slightly agape, at Chen Yi in a daze.
Just now, the fiery lightning object that condensed in Chen Yi's hand bones made even her feel a sense of unease.
This is definitely a method that can threaten those at the Pseudo-Core stage.
Moreover, these are skills and abilities he cultivated, not external objects.
This kid is already this strong.
For so many years before, was he really just one of my subordinates and a private chef?
Thinking of this, Qin Cheng felt somewhat lost.
She always felt that the eight years of memories she had lost were incredibly important to her.
Because she had given away her most precious, soul-to-soul connection, which she cherished above all else.
Although she never said it aloud, Qin Chengcheng knew what kind of person she was.
If it weren't for her true willingness, she wouldn't have offered up her divine possession even at the cost of her life.
That was something she considered more precious than her own physical purity.
but,
These precious memories are nowhere to be found.
"Having lost that memory, it seems I've lost one of the most important choices of my life."
Qin Chengcheng's starry eyes were filled with confusion, but she made a silent vow that if she had the chance, she would find her former self no matter what.
"A fairy?" Chen Yi gently roused her from her reverie.
"Fairy, I'm all better now. You should rest for a while too."
"Um."
Qin Chengcheng nodded slightly, glanced at Chen Yi with reassurance in her beautiful eyes, and then naturally closed her eyes and entered a meditative state.
They didn't even retain the most basic sense of vigilance.
This subconscious action went unnoticed by her—when did she become so at ease cultivating beside this man?
A surge of magical energy emanated from Qin Chengcheng.
The starlight faded, and the sky turned white.
Chen Yi watched the rising magical energy around her, and only after confirming that there was no danger did he take out the spirit pet pouch.
The demonic power of the Crimson Flame Sparrow in the bag surged like boiling water, clearly unable to fully digest the violent energy of the Spirit Flame Serpent Gallbladder.
After thinking for a moment, Chen Yi reached out and covered its body, using the power of the Taiyi Longevity Technique to gently nourish it.
At the same time, Chen Yi's three-colored divine sense entered the depths of its soul, and inscribed several more soul restriction patterns into the original master-pet contract.
While strengthening their connection, Chen Yi also transmitted some cultivation concepts to it.
Chen Yi's magic helped stabilize the powerful flame medicine within the Spirit Flame Serpent's gall.
The Crimson Flame Bird's aura gradually stabilized, its body enveloped in flames. Before long, it reverted to its original form.
It transformed into a peacock-sized, fiery red bird.
His aura surged, and his demonic power reached the late stage of the second tier.
After regaining consciousness and sensing Chen Yi's help, it was about to let out a soft cry...
However, Chen Yi silenced its cries with his divine sense, preventing it from disturbing Qin Chengcheng's cultivation.
The Crimson Flame Sparrow changed its expression and let out a clear cry during its connection with Chen Yi's consciousness, expressing its endless gratitude and its determination to be loyal to the death.
In this mutation, it allocated some of its energy to increasing its body size.
If the master says there's a lack of mounts, then it will grow into a mount. As long as the master doesn't abandon it, it's fine with anything.
Half a day later, Qin Chengcheng awoke from her meditation, her body brimming with magical power, her skin glowing with a radiant sheen.
She opened her starry eyes.
Looking at Chen Yi, who had already prepared a meal of demon beast spirit dishes, she smiled slightly:
"Chen Yi, thank you for your hard work."
Her lips curved slightly upward, and her voice was like a clear spring striking a rock.
After a quick meal, the two prepared to continue their journey.
Qin Chengcheng gently brushed aside the stray hairs that had appeared at her temples with her slender hand, a cold glint flashing in her eyes, and said in a chilling voice:
"If I encounter Feng Qingjun again, even if I don't want the opportunity, I will make him pay the price."
Chen Yi nodded in agreement, not expecting that Fairy Qin would hold a grudge no less than his own.
After everything was ready, the treasure-hunting rat darted ahead to lead the way, while the Crimson Flame Sparrow transformed into an ordinary bird and circled and kept watch several miles away.
The two maintained a safe distance and walked slowly, sensing the movements ahead through the spiritual connection of their spirit pets.
More than an hour later,
The two traveled thirty li (approximately 15 kilometers) of mountain road.
Fluctuations were transmitted one after another through the connection of consciousness.
The squeaking of the treasure-hunting rats suggests an unusual spiritual energy emanating from the cliff face to the side.
The Crimson Flame Sparrow cried out a warning in Chen Yi's mind—five miles away, amidst dense thunderclouds, several cultivators were besieging a guardian golden eagle.
The spirit vines hanging from the cliff face shimmered with three-colored light; they were the rare auxiliary material for refining the Crystal Condensation Pill, the "Three-Colored Cloud Pattern Vine".
Each vine that reaches three colors is close to the third rank and is worth at least three thousand spirit stones on the black market.
Chen Yi relayed the information his spirit pet had gathered to Qin Chengcheng via telepathy.
The two decided to go and investigate, because the cliff face was perfect for someone like Feng Qingjun to launch a sneak attack and steal treasures, and the three-colored vines were exactly what Qin Chengcheng needed to collect the Crystal Condensation Pills.
Qin Chengcheng lightly made a hand seal, completely concealing her aura.
Chen Yi then activated the third-level Concealing Breath Technique, stepping into the shadows of grass and trees with each step, almost unnoticed.
Several dozen breaths later, the two hid behind an ancient tree three hundred feet away from the cliff.
Through the gaps in the branches and leaves, one could see that the golden eagle at the peak of the second tier had tattered wings and was still making its last struggle.
The four-person team below showed excellent teamwork:
The four included a puppeteer, a beast tamer, a body cultivator, and a sword cultivator.
The beast tamer held the Beast Soul Banner, constantly weakening the golden eagle's demonic power; the puppeteer manipulated a humanoid puppet to launch a feint attack;
The strongest was that swordsman—he stood with his hands behind his back, and the Jade Dragon Sword in the air emitted a clear and melodious dragon's roar from time to time. Every time he struck, he accurately hit the golden eagle's vital points.
Chen Yi and Qin Chengcheng had also met this person before; he was none other than Long Xitian, the chief disciple of the Jade Dragon Sect.
As for the body cultivator in their group, Chen Yi squinted at him for a long time and could roughly confirm his identity.
His left arm looked unnatural, like a prosthesis, and his right arm was covered with two grenade wrist guards.
This person should be Zhao Jingwu.
"That's interesting."
Chen Yi and Qin Chengcheng are not bad people, but they are not pushovers either. Furthermore, the concept of stealing monsters and treasures doesn't exist in the cultivation world.
Treasures are born of heaven and earth; those with the right fate will acquire them.
Even if these people kill the guardian golden eagle, it doesn't mean that the three-colored spirit vines belong to them.
There's also the protective lightning array that needs to be broken.
However, these individuals are powerful and work together seamlessly. Forcing their way in would only provoke their enemies, and there's no guarantee they'd succeed.
Chen Yi and Qin Chengcheng remained hidden in the background, silently observing and waiting for their opportunity.
There are many others like them, hiding and waiting for their chance to act. Everyone is watching, ready to make a move if an opportunity arises, and otherwise let it go.
Long Xitian and his group were aware of this, which is why they chose to slowly whittle down the golden eagle to preserve their strength for any eventuality.
The golden eagle let out a mournful cry as the flying sword pierced its neck, its blood splattering on the cliff face before it plummeted to the ground.
The four-person team did not immediately advance, but instead remained vigilant and set up a defensive formation.
To guard against the monks outside.
Long Xitian stood with his hands behind his back, the Jade Dragon Sword hovering above his head. Amidst the clear, resonant roar of a dragon, he surveyed the surrounding dense forest:
"Long Xitian of the Jade Dragon Sect is here on business. I hope you fellow Daoists will give me some face."
The sound, imbued with the magical power of a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator, echoed through the canyon.
"Half of the industries in Lake and Sea Immortal City belong to my Jade Dragon Sect. If any of you lose control and attack us today, don't blame my Jade Dragon Sect for settling scores with us in the future."
Before he could finish speaking, a rustling sound came from the woods.
Seven or eight concealed auras quietly retreated, and some cultivators even crushed their escape talismans and turned into streaks of light to flee into the distance.
Chen Yi squinted and saw at least a dozen figures retreating from the shadows of the trees—Long Xitian's intimidation had indeed made ninety percent of the covetous ones back down.
Chen Yi and Qin Chengcheng neither left nor made any rash moves; they chose to continue observing.
At this moment, the puppeteer's humanoid puppet was in front, and Zhao Jingwu was behind. The two of them slowly climbed up the cliff wall, preparing to pick the few tricolor spirit vines.
"Snap!"
When the first bolt of lightning struck, the puppet instantly exploded, scattering fragments everywhere.
It turns out that the puppet, which appeared to be a second-tier high-grade puppet, actually had incomplete internal spiritual patterns. It relied entirely on temporarily injected energy to maintain its appearance and attract the lightning array's attacks.
Sure enough, after using the defective product to trick the lightning array into unleashing its strongest attack, Zhao Jingwu found it much easier to withstand the second lightning strike.
Zhao Jingwu crossed his arms, and the lightning-infused wrist guards emitted a dazzling magnetic light, refracting most of the lightning force towards the surrounding rock walls.
As the remaining lightning energy flowed into his body, Zhao Jingwu's bronze bones resonated, and a faint golden light emanated from his shoulders.
With a roar, a dazzling golden light suddenly erupted from his body, forcefully expelling the invading lightning spirit power.
The precious golden light perished along with the lightning, turning into sparks that dissipated into the sky.
This attack consumed at least ten high-energy golden rays from Zhao Jingwu.
"So extravagant!"
Chen Yi secretly assessed that if it were him, he would not only not consume the golden light to resist the lightning, but would also absorb the lightning and convert it into new golden light.
This is where the difference between the two lies.
Fortunately, after Zhao Jingwu withstood the attack at a great cost, the thunderclouds above needed to recharge, creating an opening.
He endured the numbing sensation brought on by the lingering power of the lightning, stomped his toes on the rock wall, and used the Golden Step to soar into the sky.
This leap covered more than ten zhang, and it looked like it was about to touch the Three-Colored Cloud Pattern Vine.
The most crucial moment had arrived, and Chen Yi and Qin Chengcheng waited silently in their hearts.
If that person is here, now is the best time to make a move.
really,
At that very moment,
On the cliff face, a sudden change occurred.
A seemingly ordinary boulder a hundred feet away suddenly exploded, sending fragments flying.
A blinding blue light burst forth with terrifying speed, comparable only to a pseudo-core cultivator, heading straight for the three-colored spirit vine.
"Feng Qingjun, you're asking for death!"
Long Xitian roared, his furious roar echoing through the valley, unleashing his unreserved peak Foundation Establishment power.
The jade dragon sword at his waist transformed into a white rainbow and soared into the sky, its trembling blade emitting a dragon's roar that echoed through the valley.
Wherever the sword pointed, the air was rippled with visible force.
A burst of laughter came from within the blue light:
"Hahaha! Rare treasures belong to the virtuous! Little Dragon of the Jade Dragon Sect, today I, Feng, will only take the treasures and not kill anyone. You should be thanking me!"
The flying sword, imbued with the might of a dragon's roar, had already reached the azure light, its power causing all the cultivators present to change color.
Chen Yi's pupils contracted slightly as he secretly assessed the power of the sword strike—even with his golden-boned body, taking it head-on would inevitably result in some superficial injuries.
The advantages of sword cultivators are on full display at this moment: flying swords are not only fierce in attack, but also have long range, speed and agility.
If I were the one being targeted by a flying sword, my response would be...
Chen Yi was calculating in his mind,
The next moment, his eyes lit up.
In a flash, the azure light split in two, like water cleaved by a sharp blade, precisely flowing from both sides of the flying sword.
As the flying sword's momentum waned, the two streaks of azure light merged back into one, their speed increasing rather than decreasing, continuing to hurtle towards the spirit vine.
"【Azure Wind Escape - Wind Spirit Clone】. Feng Qingjun's signature technique."
Qin Chengcheng's voice transmission rang in my ears.
Chen Yi suddenly realized, then a look of envy appeared on his face.
The opponent's mastery of Wind Release techniques has reached an unparalleled level.
If it evolves further, it might transcend the realm of spells and skills, reaching the level of [supernatural powers].
Before the azure light traveled at high speed through the air, it could not only split into two, but also maneuver and change direction in confined spaces.
It can be described as exquisitely subtle.
Chen Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, unleashing his three-colored fused divine sense at full power, attempting to capture its mysteries.
Each time the blue light shifted, it left faint ripples in the air, as light as a dragonfly skimming the water.
But the closer you look, the more you realize the unfathomable mystery within—the seemingly simple trajectory changes actually correspond to the winds of heaven and earth, and every flow of spiritual energy is perfectly natural.
"As expected of one of the Eight Great Prodigies," Chen Yi thought to himself.
Such exquisite escape techniques are beyond the reach of ordinary skills; they must be a unique, innate skill honed through countless trials.
Just then, Long Xitian's Jade Dragon Sword had already changed direction, but it was still a beat too late.
The azure light, as nimb as a swimming fish, bypassed the sword's edge and rushed straight towards the spirit vines on the cliff face.
"Xiao Wu, get out of the way!"
In desperation, Long Xitian shouted at Zhao Jingwu in the air, begging him to save his life.
Zhao Jingwu ignored him, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.
His right arm, adorned with lightning-fast bracers, erupted with blinding lightning, and golden light emanated from his body like a volcanic eruption, forming a dazzling light shield around him.
Using this momentum, he squeezed into the edge of the azure escape light and grabbed at the nearest spirit vine with his five fingers like hooks.
A cold snort came from within the blue light.
Last night, that Golden Bone Warrior also used the Golden Radiance technique, causing him to lose his Shadow Needles.
New and old grudges surged into his heart, and he immediately turned thirty percent of his escape light into a sharp blue blade and slashed at Zhao Jingwu.
"Bang!"
The golden light shield trembled violently, and Zhao Jingwu was struck as if by lightning, flying backward off the cliff.
He spat out a mist of blood, and his right arm guard shattered inch by inch, drawing a tragic arc in the air.
Feng Qingjun, having gained power, was relentless, his azure light tracing dazzling paths across the cliff face.
With each flash, a spirit vine disappeared, and in the blink of an eye, all four tricolor cloud-patterned vines were collected.
"Hahaha!"
Amidst the wild laughter, a beam of azure light shot into the sky, about to disappear into the distance.
In the distant dense forest, Qin Chengcheng's slender hand had already grasped three ice crystal talismans, her starry eyes flashing with a cold light.
Just as she was about to make her move, she heard Chen Yi's deep voice transmit in her ear:
"Fairy, don't rush, let's wait and see."
Chen Yi had already quietly given the Crimson Flame Sparrow, which had just advanced to the late stage of the second tier, an order for it to follow Feng Qingjun at a distance.
When the opponent does not use a third-tier escape talisman, the Crimson Flame Sparrow, known for its flight speed, can keep up for dozens of miles without losing sight of the target.
Chen Yi possessed powerful spiritual sense. From Long Xitian's reaction, he didn't detect any anger at having his treasure stolen. Instead, there was a faint smile playing on his lips.
This unusual behavior made Chen Yi suspicious, and he persuaded Qin Chengcheng, who was about to take action, to stop him.
Don't rush into things. Take a step back and wait. Even if you miss the opportunity, you can try again next time.
really,
The moment Feng Qingjun snatched the spirit vine,
Above the cliff face, two extremely powerful fluctuations of magical energy appeared, each reaching the level of near-third rank.
A purple sword light suddenly shone brightly, shooting towards the blue light cluster at the edge of the cliff with a sense of panic.
"Feng Qingjun, you have committed many unjust acts; today you will pay the price!"
A clear yet gentle girl's voice echoed through the valley.
At the same time, a figure like a savage beast appeared above the cliff and charged down with a roar.
It was a giant, as tall as an iron tower, who was running down the vertical cliff face with his feet parallel to the ground, leaving burning footprints on the rock face with each step.
The crimson flames engulfing his body scorched and distorted the air, and the suffocating heat could be felt from a great distance.
Chen Yi's pupils constricted sharply—this was the true mastery of the Golden Bone Technique!
The golden bones that were faintly visible in the flames contained a terrifying power capable of shattering mountains.
These two are none other than Qi Yourong and Qi Wuba, two of the eight greatest prodigies.
Qi Wuba possesses a fire-type celestial spiritual root and has cultivated a unique flame body-refining technique. He combines physical and magical cultivation in combat, resulting in extremely strong defense. Moreover, once someone gets close to him, even a near-third-tier demon beast or cultivator could be blasted to pieces by him.
"It's you guys!"
Feng Qingjun's face paled in shock. He could bully ordinary sect cultivators, but facing the combined attack of two of the eight great prodigies, he wasn't confident of victory.
Moreover, he realized that he had been set up today.
"Very well, so you're Long Xitian of the Jade Dragon Sect, are you? I'll remember you! Just you wait!"
As soon as he finished speaking,
Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the talisman in his palm.
The near-third-tier golden light shield activated instantly, and a ring of dazzling golden light immediately appeared around the azure escape light.
"clang--"
The purple flying sword collided with the golden shield, producing a deafening metallic clang.
The surface of the golden shield was immediately covered with spiderweb-like cracks, but this also bought Feng Qingjun a moment to catch his breath.
Without hesitation, he unleashed all his magical power, increasing the speed of his azure escape light by another three percent.
However, at this moment, the tower-man had already charged over, stepping on the cliff face, while the green dumpling was still in the air...
The man from the tower suddenly smashed a boulder the size of a house and shot it directly at the green dumpling.
"Stay here, you bastard!"
Qi Wuba laughed wildly, his golden bones radiating dazzling golden light, completely enveloped by crimson flames, drawing a brilliant fire meteor in the air.
"boom--"
The two beams of light collided in mid-air, unleashing a deafening roar.
Flames and blue light exploded simultaneously, and two figures fell from the sky like kites with broken strings.
"Qi Wuba! You're a madman!"
Feng Qingjun, with disheveled hair, awkwardly steadied himself.
His most prized Azure Wind Escape technique was forcibly broken and will be difficult to reconstruct in a short period of time.
Meanwhile, Qi Yourong, standing atop the cliff, had already begun to perform a sword incantation, and the purple light was beginning to re-condense.
In contrast, Qi Wuba, despite the blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, laughed even more ferociously.
Even as he plummeted, he didn't forget to lock onto Feng Qingjun's aura, his entire body erupting with magical power like a volcano: "You little bug, if I don't crush you today, I'll change my surname to yours!"
Feng Qingjun's expression shifted between anger and uncertainty as he watched the approaching purple sword light. Finally, he burst into a tirade of curses:
"You're all crazy! You siblings are all crazy!"
Feng Qingjun cursed inwardly, having encountered two groups of reckless madmen in the past two days.
Yesterday, I used up one of my treasured third-tier escape talismans to escape. If I were to use it again today, it would be a huge loss.
What annoyed him even more was that even if he escaped now, given the personalities of the Qi siblings, they would surely cause him endless trouble in the secret realm in the future.
Unless he uses that talisman, but once he uses that talisman, his strongest attack method in this secret realm will also be consumed.
"Fine, I guess I'm just unlucky!"
Feng Qingjun's expression hardened again, revealing a look of heartache.
He made a hand seal, and suddenly a strong wind arose around him.
During the fall, countless air currents converged on him like rivers flowing into the sea, instantly forming a violent whirlwind with a diameter of more than ten feet.
He stood in the eye of the storm, his robes fluttering in the wind.
Not far away, the tower, its body gleaming with firelight, was about to charge towards Feng Qingjun in the eye of the storm.
Suddenly, his expression changed, and he stopped in his tracks. His expression was uncertain.
"You still have this?"
(End of this chapter)