The group of Foundation Establishnt cultivators had just ford an array and taken flight when they saw Master Fengfeng falling, prompting a chorus of shocked cries.
The Feathered Scholars of the Xuanguang Sect hurriedly rushed forward to catch Master Fengfeng.
Master Moyun panted heavily. His Spiritual Power was almost depleted, but fortunately, the Primordial Pearl was still under control, quietly resting. He snatched the Primordial Pearl and discarded the Immortal Spirit Hand that had been tainted by the Blood Boiling Poison, intending to place the Treasure Pearl into his Dantian.
However, just as he mustered a bit of strength, the Primordial Pearl began to tremble, frightening him into halting his actions. He could only hold it in his hands, realizing he could not provoke it.
Master Fengfeng felt his insides burning as the blood poison spread throughout his body, even seeping black blood from his seven orifices.
He struggled to give an order: "Hee Yangchen, gather... your subordinates to encircle the enemy, don’t let... them escape. Guan Xuan, stay behind."
Guan Xuan, who was the Mid-Stage Foundation Establishnt cultivator brought by Li Xingyuan earlier, turned pale and started trembling when his na was called.
Hee Yangchen saw the situation and understood most of it. He gritted his teeth and commanded, "Follow ! The enemy may be a Golden Core, but now their Spiritual Power is exhausted; we have nothing to fear! We just need to delay them so the Master can recover!"
But looking at Master Fengfeng, it seed the poison had seeped into his bones, beyond recovery. How could he recover in such a state?
If Master Fengfeng were to perish... everyone began to sche, and despite Hee Yangchen’s urging, they hesitated, unwilling to exert force.
Master Moyun snorted coldly, clutching the Primordial Pearl and ready to escape.
But as his escape light activated, a brilliant five-colored light surged forth, enveloping him. With a clattering sound, twelve Xin tal Divine Locks, like dragons or serpents, coiled around him!
It was Lu Qian!
For Lu Qian, there was no way Master Moyun could be allowed to escape alive, or else the Yunshan Sect would face endless troubles in the future!
He also feared that if he confronted Master Moyun, the latter might recall certain details and reveal his sches, causing significant trouble. But because they had only communicated through the Dharma Conch before, without eting face-to-face, as long as he remained silent, Master Moyun would not recognize him.
At that mont, he exerted all his strength. The Heavenly Torrent Spiritual Mist was unable to block the Golden Core Divine Sense, and he had no choice but to engage in a head-on attack. Following the Xin tal Divine Locks was the Duo Chao Geng Gold Divine Sword, which surged forward to encircle him.
At this critical juncture, the Xuanguang Sect had yet to reapply the Immortal Dragon Slayer Painting, and Li Xingyuan and others had not appeared, leading Lu Qian to speculate.
It seed that when he and his allies were dragged into the Fearful Illusion Realm, sothing else had transpired, likely resulting in the demise of Li Xingyuan and others, with the Immortal Dragon Slayer Painting lost as well.
In that case, he could only fight with all his might.
Guh Niqiang, steeling herself, slid to Master Moyun’s side, temporarily suppressing all the complex emotions in her heart.
In the blink of an eye, flas erupted around her, with the Golden Crow Illusion shrieking loudly. It compressed quickly to a few feet around her, its golden-red flas transforming into blazing Cyan Flas, entering its most powerful combat form.
With an outstretched hand, she unleashed a strike. A pale Bing Fire Divine Crow screeched forward, charging fiercely at Master Moyun.
The two from the Yunshan Sect launched a bold attack, startling everyone.
Hee Yangchen’s expression brightened as he applauded loudly, moving forward and shouting, "Our sect has its Secret Technique to dispel this poison! If anyone hesitates again, when the Master recovers, you’ll be the first to be dealt with!"
Hearing this, everyone was shocked and dared not delay, quickly following with their escape lights.
Facing Lu Qian and Guh Niqiang’s attack, Master Moyun, nearly exhausted of Spiritual Power, roared in anger, "Brazen juniors!"
He waved his hand, brandishing the Poison Dragon Cloud Banner, enveloping himself fully.
With a crash, the Xin tal Divine Locks bound the Cloud Banner tightly, but in the next mont, they were corroded and snapped by the lethal poison covering the banner.
The razor-sharp Duo Chao Divine Sword and Guh Niqiang’s Cyan Fla Divine Crow shot forth almost simultaneously. They exploded with a boom, with Geng tal and Bing Fire’s energies wildly roiling over the banner, but the fierce poison mist corroded them, leaving only light scratches and scorch marks.
The sheer toxicity and defensive nature of this Magical Treasure were enough to withstand Lu Qian and Guh Niqiang’s attacks!
This was Lu Qian’s first ti taking action publicly since reaching Foundation Establishnt. Observing intently, Han Wen pondered. Although Lu Qian’s Array Transformations were astonishingly fast, the power seed similar to the last arena battle. Why hadn’t he progressed? After Foundation Establishnt, what Dao Pattern had he acquired?
Daring to conceal his strength against a Golden Core, this brat was truly audacious.
He was unaware, however, that Lu Qian was in a predicant. His Dao Pattern was actively mobilizing Innate Spiritual Qi for control, not usable elsewhere for the ti being.
Now it had been a stick of incense’s ti, with another half hour remaining. Hopefully, Master Fengfeng could quickly execute a move!
Delayed by Lu Qian and Guh Niqiang’s attack, the others finally caught up, surrounding Master Moyun.
Master Moyun flicked his hand, causing several poison pearls to burst open with a roar. The billowing poison mist erged, shrouding his figure.
All Foundation Establishnt cultivators feared the potency of the Golden Core’s poison, worried that their Spiritual Artifact striking the mist would be instantly destroyed. They could only cautiously send various Magic Techniques and Talismans into the mist, instantly corroded upon entry, and effortlessly intercepted by the Poison Dragon Cloud Banner beside Master Moyun.
Yet Master Moyun still felt a sinking heart. While these attacks barely amounted to scratches, they were still stalling his progress. Many ants can indeed kill an elephant. With his Spiritual Power almost depleted and unable to effectively control Magical Treasures, lingering here too long could spell disaster.
As Hee Yangchen, with eight Foundation Establishnt disciples from the sect, surrounded Master Moyun, two Peak Masters remained by Master Fengfeng’s side, along with Guan Xuan, specially nad to stay behind.
Stared down by the two Peak Masters, Guan Xuan was as pale as a sheet, even his lips trembling. Master Fengfeng was already bleeding from his mouth and nose, unable to speak, using his last ounce of strength to seize Guan Xuan’s arm.
One Peak Master shouted sternly, "Hurry up! The sect raised you to this day, providing for you, all for this mont. If you hesitate again, I’ll kill you now and slaughter your entire family!"
The other Peak Master spoke in a deep voice, "Quickly! Your wife and children, our sect will care for, do not worry!"
Under pressure and urging, Guan Xuan let out a cry, shut his eyes, and placed both hands on Master Fengfeng’s head, activating his Dao Pattern.
Dao Pattern, Disaster Replacent!
In an instant, the Blood Boiling Poison in Master Fengfeng was stirred, forcibly extracted through Guan Xuan’s hands, and surged into his own body. In re monts, Master Fengfeng’s complexion improved, while Guan Xuan endured unbearable pain as the Blood Boiling Poison began penetrating his organs.
Extracting your disaster, I substitute with my life!
This is the Dao Pattern, Disaster Replacent.
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