Daoist Competition

Daoist Ji barely had time to think, sprang into the air intending to pursue, but had gone no more than ten feet when he felt a surge of danger approaching, a sharp sensation pressing towards his neck, causing his hair to stand on end.

Everything happened suddenly, at this moment he was in the midst of escaping, unable to turn around and evade, especially considering the fate of the others earlier; he dared not entrust his life to the Protective Treasure Light. His mind moved, and he activated a Divine Skill.

A sword light plunged through his chest, yet it seemed to have sliced through a phantom, leaving him unharmed.

Daoist Ji was startled but settled his nerves, shook his sleeve, and a talisman split in two lightly fell out.

This Divine Skill, "Shadow and Form," during a crisis, can substitute with a talisman refined from his Essence Blood to avert a disaster.

However, this talisman is difficult to refine, he only brought two from the Mountain Gate, ever since Fu Yang Sect was destroyed, he has been unable to gather the Spiritual Medicine needed to refine this item.

This shock made him retreat dozens of feet, looking up to see another sword light fly overhead, quickly disappearing.

He dared not act recklessly, confirming its departure, then suddenly thought: "This Zhang Daoist must be drained of Mana, knowing it’s hard to escape, intentionally plotted against me, and this time truly got away!"

Though he thought so, he was not eager to pursue.

Moments ago, seeing the sword light pass, he believed Zhang Yan had already escaped, yet Zhang Yan not only didn’t leave but lay hidden nearby, launching a sneak attack with the Flying Sword. Had it not been for the talisman guarding him, he would have been severely injured or crippled, leading to inevitable defeat. Having suffered this loss, he dared not be careless again, cautiously circled around the thousand silk, finally confirming he had indeed gone, then cursed once, urgently rising with tunneling light to pursue.

About to reach the hole’s mouth, he hesitated, becoming vigilant, slightly slowing down the tunneling light.

He took out a thumb-sized Jade Pheasant, lifted it into his palm, receiving the sky’s light, revealing a hazy glow, like the initial dawn sky, containing yang ready to rise, enveloping him entirely in layers of bluish-red hues.

This item, known as Dawn Stone, contains within it the essence of a cultivated pheasant, because the inner cultivation method of Fu Yang Sect mostly has a yin attribute, this item is originally meant to ward off evil. At a critical moment, without sparing the cost of damage, it can also be relied upon for protection, its effect even formidable compared to High grade Profound Artifacts.

Even he didn’t notice, Zhang Yan’s earlier sword, though it didn’t take his life, had worn away significant sharpness, making him doubly cautious.

With a treasure in hand, he dared to proceed upward confidently, but barely emerged from that hole when he felt a vicious wind coming down.

Looking up, his expression changed, as numerous yellow rays gathered above, as large as a towering mountain, imposing and mighty, at this moment pressing fiercely downward, its force overwhelming and thick, nearly unstoppable, if he proceeds upward, he’s sure to collide.

He hastily halted his Escape Skill, wanting to avoid via the right path, but soon, hundreds of inky water beads flew directly at him, all striking the Protective Treasure Light, instantly shattering into scattered spiritual energy, until encountering an inner layer of guarding light, were they blocked. But even so, his form was shaken back.

Suddenly the mountains plummeted, smashing into his head with a thundering crash, though deflected by the Dawn Stone, yet his head spun, chest tightened with suffocation, ears roared like drums, buzzing, his form unwillingly dropped back into the Thousand Luo Silk Net.

Only after falling dozens of feet did he regain his strength, face steeled with anger.

He hadn’t expected Zhang Yan not only didn’t flee but guarded that gap, seeing this situation, unless he actively resolved this Thousand Luo spider silk, he could dream of leaving.

Yet deploying this took quite an effort, especially to prevent Zhang Yan’s escape, additionally layered with some sect’s spells, now hastily, resolving it becomes even harder, not only costing much Mana, at least taking half an hour, even if eventually getting out, the previous advantage would be completely lost.

While contemplating his strategy, suddenly heard Zhang Yan’s clear voice from outside: "Fellow Daoist, if I guess correctly, the treasure of the Southwest Dragon Pillar was stolen by you and Hui Xuan, Elder Zhongtai Lin likely also perished at your two’s hands?"

Daoist Ji frowned, then sneered: "So what?"

Zhang Yan’s voice came again: "I have sent a Flying Book to Sect Leader Qiao, shortly, he will arrive with many others, not excluding the Southern Continent Three Sects’ Leaders, wonder by then, are you able to deal with them?"

Daoist Ji listened, appalled, at this moment, all sect leaders from East Victory Continent were gathered beneath the Dragon Pillar, these people might not know he already lost the Nine Yellow Star Bead, if discovering him here, they’ll surely come to kill without regard for anything.