The sword light flew in, exuding a montum akin to piercing through the sky, causing a montary daze among everyone present.
When Wu Huanchen snapped back to reality, he was both shocked and fearful; he had never thought Zhang Yan would also vie for this token talisman. Had he known earlier, he might have sought an alternative opportunity. But now, with the taphorical arrow already nocked, retreating was utterly impossible.
He pointed to the direction from which the sword light ca and shouted, "Two fellow Daoists, quickly go and obstruct him. I’ll get the token talisman."
The two vice hall masters of Wudang Spirit Hall glanced at each other, mounted the Gang Wind, and split left and right, heading toward the sword light.
Lady Qi struggled with the demon spirit that had seized a corporeal shell in several bouts, feeling that although she couldn’t defeat this person, she was more than capable of defending herself. Worrying that those two vice hall masters might not be a match for Zhang Yan, she said to her junior sister Ding Yu, "Junior sister, I can handle this here; you go assist those two fellow Daoists."
Ding Yu responded, jumped out of the battle circle, and went to et Zhang Yan alongside the two.
Wu Huanchen deeply understood Zhang Yan’s prowess, but seeing three people approaching to block him, his mind was slightly at ease. He swiftly turned around and headed towards the token talisman.
As long as he seized the object and had the previously refined protective Dharma treasure guarding him, he was certain he could forcefully carve out a path.
Elder Shen’s face showed a mocking expression; he wouldn’t let this person take the talisman so leisurely. With a thought, three dazzling talismans filled with spiritual energy floated from above him. Pointing upward, these talismans spun rapidly, swiftly smashing through the air!
Wu Huanchen was alard; these Three Talismans were sharply nacing, each one being no less formidable than the earlier ones. If one were to strike him, it could easily sever him into several pieces. He absolutely couldn’t ignore them and had to halt his tunneling light to repel them with his Divine Weapon.
At this mont, the middle-aged cultivator standing on the peak had a flicker in his eyes. Now that everyone was restrained by opponents, the token talisman was left unattended. Should he advance now, he could likely succeed.
After glancing around, he stealthily mounted the Gang Wind, rapidly rising up, transforming into a Green Light ascending into the Yun Tian. Monts later, he reached the talisman, grabbing it into his palm.
Finding it so easily acquired, he couldn’t help but rejoice, unwilling to linger here. He urgently activated his tunneling light heading towards Qingdan Peak.
On the Demon Cloud, spectating, Ms. Xu furrowed her brows, seemingly annoyed by his sneaky behavior, and snorted softly. She took up the Vermilion Phoenix Bow, aid an arrow at his retreating figure, and shortly released a red glow shooting through the air.
The middle-aged cultivator suddenly sensed sothing amiss; before he could react, the Treasure Light on his body abruptly shattered, feeling as if soone forcefully shoved his back, causing him to stagger forward, nearly falling off the cloud head.
After stabilizing his tunneling light, he looked back, recognizing Ms. Xu had ambushed him. Slapping his waist, a flash from the Jade Pendant enveloped him in a green light. Still glaring at this woman fiercely, he continued towards the Bu Tian Pavilion.
Although Elder Shen was combating with Wu Huanchen, he possessed a higher level of Daoist cultivation, still having leisure to monitor the battleground situation. With a shift of his eyes, he saw the middle-aged cultivator escape with the token talisman, chuckled mockingly, and recalled the Three Talismans.
Wu Huanchen saw the talisman being taken, feeling urgency in his heart, unwilling to entangle with Elder Shen here. Watching him voluntarily retract his hand, he had no intention of lingering more, retrieving his stick, and ascending in a tunneling light, pursuing the middle-aged cultivator.
His cultivation was indeed in Power Dao; though his escape skill wasn’t extensive, under normal circumstances he’d surely be unable to catch up with the middle-aged cultivator. But Ms. Xu’s earlier arrow inadvertently aided him, causing a slight delay, enabling him to catch up.
Upon catching up behind the middle-aged cultivator, he unreservedly raised his Divine Weapon and swung a blow towards his back.
This strike was infused with an imnse amount of Qi Power, bursting through the atmosphere with a whistling rush, the stick hadn’t even landed, yet the sound had already seized the ears.
The middle-aged cultivator felt a sense of trepidation; dare not directly withstand it, he swiftly turned around, raising a fist-sized, crystal-clear pearl in his hand. Once the object saw daylight, it cast a silver glow, shielding him comprehensively.
The Shaking Mountain Stick crashed down, directly onto the silver glow, detonating with a loud noise, causing silver light to burst, scattering in fragnts.
The pearl in the middle-aged cultivator’s hand cracked into powder, falling in a flurry, while Wu Huanchen too was propelled backward by the rebound force, retreating several dozen yards before stabilizing himself, inhaling deeply, raising his Divine Weapon, and advancing again.
The middle-aged cultivator saw him advancing fiercely, quickly producing a Jade cup, gently turning his wrist. A yard-wide soft white glow arose and swiftly cascaded, circling his body.
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