The opponent was using the power of his magic tool, attempting a classic lion-strikes-rabbit, sure-kill move. Naturally, he needed to withstand the first wave of attack.
Seeing that Wang Yuan remained silent.
Lu Rong sneered coldly, once again raising the smoke gun to his lips.
"I wonder how many times a beginner like you in the Foundation Establishment generation can use the power of a magic tool!"
Saying so.
He took a deep draw, and the tobacco in the pipe began to burn fiercely.
The previously restored smoke gun once more turned red-hot.
Witnessing this familiar scene, Wang Yuan’s expression grew stern.
He took several steps in mid-air.
Each step spanning a distance of ten meters.
Lu Rong looked on with a cold chuckle.
A futile effort!
Just wait for your death!
With a puff from his mouth, another red ball of energy shot out.
Wang Yuan stopped in his tracks; the attack speed of the smoke gun was simply too fast for him to evade at his current speed.
If that’s the case!
His two arms collided fiercely, and his Dragon Gang Tiger Evil Qi surged with a dragon’s howl and a tiger’s roar.
The Dragon Gang Tiger Evil Qi re-emerged, but it was a third weaker than the first time.
Boom!
An intense explosion echoed once more, the Dragon Gang Tiger Evil Qi shattered bit by bit in mournful cries, passing through the smoke and flying at Wang Yuan.
Staring at the incoming ball of energy, Wang Yuan’s eyes flashed coldly.
"Luo Chen was right, Tianlan is full of masters. But dealing with just a minor bigwig of a small force is already challenging"
"During the early stages, hiding and developing are essential."
"But ever since I, Wang Yuan, entered the Immortal Cultivation World from the mundane world, every opponent I’ve faced has been of a higher realm than me."
"But this is just another life-threatening battle!"
Thoughts raced through his mind quickly.
But his hand movement was just a flicker.
His arm extended and pulled back, readying a powerful strike.
The next moment, he lashed out with his palm!
Mountain Breaking Palm!
As the founder of this palm technique, Wang Yuan’s understanding of it exceeded even Luo Chen’s, especially after he had cultivated "Origin of Qi".
This mortal technique had been continually refined to the point that it could compete with those at Foundation Building stage.
A terrifying palm imprint was flung out from his hand.
This palm drained all remaining Spirit Power in Wang Yuan, even incorporating copious amounts of blood energy.
Bang!!!
An ear-splitting explosion rang out. Wang Yuan seemed to vanish in the energy annihilation of that red light sphere.
Lu Rong held tightly onto his burning smoke gun, watching the fluctuating energy sphere as it grew and shrank. He couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"This Luo Chen is indeed troublesome. He even left a magic tool in the Luo Tian Creed."
Sadly!
In the mighty Luo Tian Creed, there are barely a few Foundation Establishment cultivators who have been cultivating for several years, and most of them are newly promoted Foundation Establishment cultivators.
Even the greatest magic tool in hand, if it hasn’t been refined for several years, how can it be as easily controlled as I do?
This guy was probably obliterated in the attack.
Next, he needs to consider how to break into the Luo Tian Creed to plunder it.
"The Foundation Establishment Pill is merely for tricking those two idiots. I don’t have any clan disciples, nor do I have any students or disciples, so why would I need it."
"My aim is to destroy this Luo Tian Creed, as a way to avenge the humiliation Luo Chen caused me!"
"Back then, I had to sweep the floor for you, but now I’m going to sweep away your Luo Tian Creed!"
"Even if you luckily return from Qin Flower River alive and alone, you will still be at my mercy!"
Without caring about the other two battlefields, Lu Rong took a step and was about to fly to Danxia Peak.
However, the foot that he lifted was abruptly recoiled.
Lu Rong’s brow furrowed as his gaze fell on the place where the magic tool had previously struck.
"You’re not dead?"
From amidst the dust and smoke, a figure slowly walked out.
Naked, his muscles bulked up.
Large veins, like giant dragons and pythons, twisted all over his body.
At first glance, it is quite frightening.
Even the long hair that once draped over his back was gone, leaving only a bare head.
He lifted his head, staring hard at Lu Rong.
A horrendous killing intent seemed to gush forth like a flood, barely concealed.
Lu Rong quirked the corner of his mouth, "You didn’t die, so what? Now that you’ve exhausted all your Spirit Power, even a simple Qi Refinement Cultivator can kill you."
"Die, pitiful ant!"
With a falloff of his words, he dropped a magic tool flying sword that was aimed at Wang Yuan.
Dang!
Lu Rong’s pupils constricted as that flying sword was caught by Wang Yuan’s hand just before it hit his throat.
No matter how much he urged, the trembling sword barely moved.
Wang Yuan’s veins bulged as he squeezed his hand forcefully.
Crack!
Before Lu Rong’s astonishment, the flying sword magic tool had snapped in two, discarded on the ground like a piece of scrap metal.
Wang Yuan stared at him like a beast.
"I’ve exhausted all my Spirit Power, but can you still manipulate that smoke gun magic tool?"
We are both at the early stages of Foundation Establishment!
I’m at the First Level Foundation Establishment, and the time for refining the magic tool is too short, only allowing for one or two uses.
You’re at the Second Level Foundation Establishment, and your Spirit Power is only so much.
It is simply impossible to launch an attack like just now.
Wang Yuan was very confident, especially when he saw how weak the opponent’s sword control was, he could already tell the opponent’s current state.
Lu Rong fell into silence for a moment.
But soon, a cruel smile stretched across his face, and he burst out laughing.
"Ha ha..."
"You thought that I’m wasting Spirit Power because I don’t know how to fight?"
"You’re wrong!"
"Magic tools and magic items are just external objects. My strongest asset is still my body!"
Between bouts of laughter, he upended his smoke gun, and large puffs of black ash flew out.
The black ash fluttered about, not hitting the ground, but instead, it flew towards his body.
In just an instant, primordial armor appeared on his bare skin.