He landed, his thigh muscles tensed, and he powered forward, heading straight for where the flames reached the sky.
That was the location of Hundred Refinement Hall’s magical treasure, the Mysterious Transformation Furnace.
At this moment, around a hundred disciples of Hundred Refinement Hall surrounded this treasure, activating it. The furnace fire lit up the sky, and within the blaze, various weapons like swords and spears whisked through the air, extending over a meter as they turned and charged at Chen Shi!
Chen Shi activated his Youlong Sword, defending against the attack of those treasures. A flying sword got close, suddenly melting in a streak of fire from beneath the Luotian Umbrella, turning into molten copper and iron, losing all its power!
Three Nascent Soul Realm practitioners and one Divinity Transformation Realm expert broke into the range of the Luotian Umbrella, attacking Chen Shi.
Before them appeared a vast sea of thunder, and they were like frail boats within a stormy sea, their journey fraught with peril.
"Do not summon your Nascent Soul," the Divinity Transformation Realm expert shouted.
He was the Incense Master of Hundred Refinement Hall, named Murong Yi, who practiced the Powerful Warrior Dharma Body Technique. As he activated his cultivation technique, his body exploded in growth segment by segment, instantly transforming into a two-storied tall Yellow Turban Warrior. His Primordial Spirit bolstered his physique, granting him immense strength as he trudged through the sea of lightning, charging at Chen Shi!
His physical body was indeed formidable; even the lightning that struck him couldn’t kill him.
As Murong Yi rushed forward, he saw a cold light darting about like a dragon, making a hissing noise beneath the Luotian Umbrella, passing through the foreheads and chest cavities of the other three.
The cold light slew the three Nascent Soul Realm practitioners and headed straight for him. Murong Yi reached out to grab it, but the light vanished.
He grasped at thin air, and in the next moment, the cold light appeared, striking him in the chest!
Murong Yi felt a pang of pain in his chest; fortunately, the Yellow Turban Warrior’s dharma body was formidable, and the cold light only penetrated two inches before being clamped by his muscles.
The cold light came to a halt; it was the Youquan Wandering Dragon Sword, the very weapon that Chen Shi had seized.
Murong Yi felt a surge of joy and reached for the sword hilt, thinking to himself, "To gain this without exertion!"
Just as his palm was about to grip the hilt, a stream of moonlight bathed the Youlong Sword, and it disappeared.
Murong Yi grabbed at empty air again, then a pain struck his throat as the Youlong Sword, reappearing suddenly, pierced it!
Murong Yi reached out, but under the moonlight, the Youlong Sword vanished again, striking his chest for the second time. This time, it penetrated over three inches deep at the same spot!
Murong Yi felt his heart pounding violently, and as he reached out again, he caught nothing.
The Youlong Sword weaved between the Yin Yang Two Realms; as he reached for it, it entered the underworld and came out striking another fatal point on his body in the mortal world!
Murong Yi was struck repeatedly by the sword and was on the verge of death. Fear set in and he immediately turned to flee, shouting, "Don’t approach the Luotian Umbrella!"
A bolt of lightning fell, striking his forehead and causing him to stagger. Murong Yi’s body went numb, realizing something was amiss, as his chest had been pierced by the Youlong Sword.
The Youlong Sword vanished and reappeared at his throat, slicing across his neck, and then disappeared before reappearing again at his brow, penetrating his brain!
Murong Yi’s eyes widened; he had encountered frightening events before, but never something as terrifying as this.
His Qi-Blood collapsed, strength drained away, and he fell downward. While not yet dead, he witnessed with his own eyes how the people rushing into Chen Shi’s range suddenly died, each successively killed by a dragon weaving between the Yin Yang Two Realms!
After all, he was a Divinity Transformation Realm expert. Even with his body dead, his Primordial Spirit remained. If he could fall out of the Luotian Umbrella’s coverage and use items like Discontinuation Ointment and other Spiritual Medicines, his life could be extended.
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The brush made a swishing sound as it struck Murong Yi’s forehead. With a flick, it extracted his Primordial Spirit from his body!
Below the umbrella, lightning fell like rain, striking his Primordial Spirit.
Murong Yi was reduced to ashes!
Chen Shi advanced, his brush-converted-spear thrusting out with a "Vast" reaching dozens of meters away, flipping the Mysterious Transformation Furnace and causing treasures to fly out in all directions, slaying the surrounding Hundred Refinement Hall disciples, leaving dismembered limbs to scatter chaotically.
Chen Shi retracted the spear and rushed forward, his foot flying out, making a clanging sound as he kicked the Mysterious Transformation Furnace away!
The furnace spun as it flew up, flames roaring, and treasures burst forth in all directions with a thunderous boom. This massive magical treasure blasted a huge hole in the formation set by Banshan Sect and Hundred Refinement Hall.
Chen Shi leaped out of the hole, into the clear sky above, the glaring sunlight shining down.
Chen Shi grabbed the descending Luotian Umbrella, which grew smaller and smaller as its pleats gathered and closed together.
Chen Shi, leaning on the umbrella, turned his head to look at a coming Banshan Sect disciple with a faint smile, his hand waving the brush to draw a Nightmare Wood Talisman on him before kicking him back into the Heaven and Earth Net Formation.
He grabbed the Mysterious Transformation Furnace and plugged the hole in the formation.
Chen Shi turned and walked towards the Great Southern Lake.
Behind him, from within the Heaven and Earth Net Formation came screams of agony, as Nightmare Wood tendrils whipped about, branches flew, moving people around in frenetic dances.
The formation was in chaos, and Banshan Sect disciples trying to escape were either struck by talismans and fell, burned to death by the furnace fire, or killed by the fiery eruption of weapons.
This Heaven and Earth Net Formation had truly become a battlefield of Asura.
When Baili Mu arrived at the scene riding a deer-pulled carriage, the formation had already collapsed, leaving only five Divinity Transformation Realm experts desperately fending off the assault of a huge Nightmare Wood!
Like a Demon King of a nightmare, the roots of the Nightmare Wood danced like black smoke, its branches carrying the corpses of Banshan Sect and Hundred Refinement Hall disciples.
Baili Mu’s eye twitched as he clenched his fists.
"Baili Sect Master, you’ve finally arrived."
Atop the branches of the Nightmare Wood, the corpses lifted their heads, their pupil-less eyes staring straight at him, each revealing a grin.
In unison, they spoke,
"Chen Shi of Qianyang Mountain awaits your esteemed arrival by the Great Southern Lake!"
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