Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 312 Bai Laogui
“What should we do? We are just watching him perform the secret technique, and it takes such a long time to perform it. The power of those three clones must be extremely powerful.” The old man in black robe said with some panic.

"It's too late to say anything. If we force our way into it now, we will reveal a huge flaw." Yi Xitian frowned, his face solemn.

"No problem. We have two imitation magic treasures for self-defense. Nie Zhaonan did not take out a more powerful treasure. Even if his magical powers are great, it is impossible for him to make up for the difference between the two imitation treasures with his magical powers alone." Zen Master Biyue said with a gloomy face.

"Yeah." Yi Xitian knew that he had no better way to deal with it at the moment, so he nodded, but the magic power in his body was poured into the "Water Control Flag" in his hand. Both the flag and the flowing river were emitting blue light, with countless runes rolling and the power skyrocketing.

Seeing that Yi Xitian was using all the power of the 'Water Control Flag' with all his strength, Zen Master Biyue did not hesitate at all, and also frantically urged the 'Mysterious Crystal Shield' in front of him. Then, both the 'Mysterious Crystal Shield' itself and the phantom that protected other people were all emitting a strong yellow glow, and the runes on the surface were flowing unsteadily, and they condensed many times thicker out of thin air.

"Go!" Nie Zhaonan shouted loudly, and the three divine thunder clones, which were emitting golden light all over their bodies, suddenly burst into dazzling light in their eyes, as if they had a trace of intelligence. In the hands of each of them, a long sword constructed by the power of divine thunder appeared. With arcs of electricity jumping, they rushed towards the opposite side. Wherever they passed, the space hissed and ripples appeared.

"Not good!" Although these three clones are obviously more powerful than ordinary late Nascent Soul cultivators, it is naturally impossible for them to break the defense of the Black Crystal Shield. However, Master Biyue suddenly had a flash of spiritual perception and his heart was pounding.

"Everyone offer your treasures!" Yi Xitian also had a bad premonition in his heart.

Hearing this, the others did not dare to be negligent. They hurriedly took out an ancient black small shield, a bead emitting spiritual light, and a gray token. For a moment, various colors of spiritual light shone brightly.

A loud bang of thunder resounded throughout the sky, and a dazzling golden arc of electricity suddenly burst out from the explosion, ricocheting and jumping in all directions like a dancing lightning snake, covering an area of ​​several miles.

Such a loud noise naturally alarmed everyone in Jinjing. Countless rays of light rose from various buildings, as if they wanted to see what was going on.

At the same time, a golden wave of air surged out from the clouds, sweeping away all the mist and heading directly towards the monks who had just taken off.

Upon seeing the terrifying appearance of the air wave, all the cultivators were thrown into chaos. Those with low cultivation levels fled back and hid in Jinjing City.

Those old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage released their protective magic weapons, which turned into pieces of light, blocking in front of them and retreating a few steps to give way.

"Damn it! Activate the formation!" An angry roar was heard from within the imperial city.

Beams of light suddenly rose from the four areas of Jinjing City. After they were shot out, they gathered at a certain point in the sky. Then, an extremely large light curtain appeared, like a crystal clear jade bowl, which contained the entire Jinjing City.

The monstrous air wave swept onto the light curtain, and the entire light curtain restriction suddenly trembled violently. Circles of waves like sea waves rippled out, and the defensive formation protecting Jinjing was on the verge of collapse.

"Golden thunder in broad daylight is a punishment from heaven! A punishment from heaven!"

"You ignorant fellow, there is clearly a battle between immortals!"

"It really is a battle between immortals. The noise is too loud!"

It was then that the mortals in Jinjing City reacted. They stared blankly at the sky filled with golden thunder through the trembling light curtain of the formation. It was all golden and nothing else could be seen.

At this time, Nangong Wan and her group had retreated several miles away, standing in the air, looking at the center of the explosion from afar.

Soon, the power of the divine thunder in the distance dissipated and disappeared, and everyone could see clearly more than a dozen figures floating in the air in the distance.

A man put his hands behind his back, letting the breeze make his clothes rustle, and looked calmly at the opposite side.

The ten figures opposite him were the cultivators who were fighting with Nie Zhaonan.

At this moment, the clothes of Zen Master Biyue and Yi Xitian are still intact, but the imitation magic treasures in their hands are extremely dim, as if they have been severely damaged.

The others were not so lucky. Except for a few black-robed old men and Xuan Lingzi who were close to the two, the others' clothes were not only torn and charred, but also blood was oozing out. There were fragments of treasures floating under their feet. The two most miserable ones were missing limbs and their faces were extremely pale.

"It is worthy of being an imitation spiritual treasure. Even if it does not have the power of a real spiritual treasure, it is still a rare treasure in this world. It can actually block the power of my three clones and the explosion of sixty thunder beads. But I have already tried your methods. Do you still want to continue?" Nie Zhaonan looked at everyone, paused his gaze on the two imitation spiritual treasures, and said lightly.

After hearing what Nie Zhaonan said, the ten people were all very depressed, especially Master Biyue and Yi Xitian. They seemed to be the least injured, but in fact they suffered the greatest losses, because they didn't know how much it would cost to restore the imitation magic treasures in their hands to their original state.

The others destroyed some defensive treasures and suffered some injuries, which was considered light. Of course, this was also because the two imitation spiritual treasures offset most of the power of the explosion, otherwise they would all have died.

In the situation just now, even if the Nascent Soul escaped, it would have nowhere to escape and would be annihilated into nothingness by the power of divine thunder that filled several miles.

No one responded for a while, and everyone looked gloomy. After a while, Yi Xitian said expressionlessly: "Fellow Daoist Nie's magical powers are amazing. We are defeated."

"Haha, I think all of you still have the strength to fight. I thought we should have one more battle." Nie Zhaonan said with some surprise at such a straightforward admission of defeat.

Yi Xitian, Master Biyue and the others all showed bitter smiles on their faces. Eighteen million spirit stones were wasted just by making a sound. Although the sound was extremely loud and everyone in the entire Jinjing city knew about it, seeing that Nie Zhaonan's breath was still not weakened at all and he looked like he had not yet given his all, they did not feel happy at all.

"Fellow Daoist Nie, here are your spirit stones." Xuan Qingzi flew over from a distance and threw out ten storage bags with a wave of his sleeves.

Seeing this scene, everyone felt even more bitter, but they still did not hesitate at all and threw out another storage bag. Nie Zhaonan showed such strength that even if they wanted to cheat, they did not have the courage.

Nie Zhaonan first took the ten storage bags handed over by Xuan Qingzi. Each storage bag contained one million spirit stones, totaling ten million spirit stones. He scanned them with his spiritual sense, and put them away after confirming that they were correct.

Then he checked the remaining ten storage bags and found that there was no mistake in the number of eight million spirit stones, so he put them away as well.

In just a short period of time, he had harvested 18 million spirit stones. Nie Zhaonan's mood improved involuntarily, and a smile appeared on his face. The speed of obtaining spirit stones was even faster than when he went to dig for spirit stone veins on Biling Island.

Nie Zhaonan originally wanted to continue the competition, but seeing the gloomy faces of the crowd, he gave up the idea. After today, he was afraid that no one would be willing to fight with him again.

After figuring it out, Nie Zhaonan's smile faded, and he looked towards an empty void, raised his eyebrows and said, "Daoyou have been watching for so long, why don't you show up?"

Since he arrived here, he found someone hiding in the dark, but he was confident that he was strong enough and was busy fighting, so he didn't pay much attention. Now that everything is over, he naturally wants to find out the person who is spying in the dark.

As if sensing the unhappiness in Nie Zhaonan's words, an old voice suddenly rang out from the void: "Hahaha, don't blame me, Fellow Daoist Nie. I'm just curious and watching from the side."

As soon as the words fell, an old man appeared out of thin air. He had white hair and a white robe. His face was as rosy as a child, and there was no aura fluctuation around him. He looked like an ordinary mortal old man.

As soon as the old man appeared, Xuan Qingzi and Xuan Lingzi suddenly bowed to him with great respect: "Greetings, ancestor!"

When the others heard this, they also realized that the white-haired old man was the Taiyi Sect's supreme elder, the incarnation cultivator - Bai Laogui, so they also greeted him.

Old Bai just glanced at them, nodded slightly, and turned his gaze to the young man opposite.

Nie Zhaonan was also looking at him at this time, and quickly said: "Brother Bai, why are you here instead of retreating in Taiyi Sect to break through the bottleneck of the middle stage of the Spiritualization?"

This old man Bai had a profound cultivation base, and had reached the peak of the initial stage of the Spiritual Transformation. However, Nie Zhaonan addressed him as an equal, and did not call him senior. The people present thought it was natural, and even Old Man Bai acquiesced.

Hearing the impolite tone, Old Ghost Bai did not get angry, but said kindly: "Haha, the vitality of heaven and earth in this world is scarce, which is not enough to support us to break through to the middle stage of the Spiritualization. Although I have the means, if I want to successfully advance to the next level, I will most likely destroy myself, and the chance of success is slim."

"I suddenly heard that a fellow Taoist like Brother Nie, who is extremely talented, has come to our Dajin. I was inspired and came to take a look." Old Ghost Bai explained calmly.

Hearing that this old man Bai was quite easy to talk to, Nie Zhaonan's expression also improved a little. Suddenly he thought of something, and with a bright look in his eyes, he invited him, "Daoyou, please come into the flying boat and have a chat."

As he spoke, he released the Lingyun flying boat, which instantly became several dozen feet in size and served as a temporary resting place. He then moved and flew towards the flying boat.

"I'd love to have that." Without any hesitation, Old Ghost Bai agreed and flew slowly towards the flying boat.

After landing on the deck, Nie Zhaonan moved his lips slightly, but no sound came out. Then he led Bai Laogui towards the depths of the cabin.

Nangong Wan's ears moved slightly, and she nodded imperceptibly. She looked at Qi Miao Zhenren, Xuan Qingzi and others opposite her, and said, "It is a rare opportunity for so many Yuanying stage fellows to gather here. How about holding a small exchange meeting on the flying boat?"

The war had just ended and many people were eager to leave, but after hearing Nangong Wan's invitation, they did not dare to leave without giving her face, and they were all in a dilemma.

Instead, Xuan Qingzi spoke up and agreed, saying, "It is indeed a good idea for the fairy to invite me."

The Taiyi Sect's great ancestor had come here in person, so he was naturally confident that they were safe and not afraid that Nie Zhaonan would take action against them.

Nangong Wan nodded slightly, and without caring whether others agreed or not, she took her sisters and the Twin Saints of Tianxing and flew onto the Lingyun Flying Boat.

Xuan Qingzi and Xuan Lingzi naturally followed without hesitation. After hesitating for a moment, Qi Miao Zhenren also flew away. After a while of hesitation, the others also entered the flying boat.

In an inconspicuous Taoist temple courtyard, Han Li slowly withdrew his gaze, and couldn't help but let out a breath and said: "Is this the end?" There was a sense of being left wanting more in his words.

"I didn't expect Brother Nie to have such a means to end the battle with just one move." Dayan Divine Lord thought for a moment and said afterward:

"But although Fellow Daoist Nie's move was beyond my expectations, it was also within reason. Those people obviously wanted to test Fellow Daoist Nie's strength. If the battle goes on for a long time, he will be exposed more. It is better to use a thunder strike from the beginning. This will not only show his own strength and make people feel apprehensive, but also better hide his own magical powers, making it difficult for people to figure out his depth."

"Is Senior Brother Nie really that strong? Even Jinhua cultivators need to treat each other as peers." Han Li's face was gloomy for a long time before he uttered this sentence.

If that was the case, he would have no hope of catching up with Nie Zhaonan, let alone refining a Nascent Soul-level puppet and the Three-Flame Fan. Even if he advanced to the Divine Transformation stage, there would be no hope.

“Alas, I indeed did not notice that there was a Divine Transformation cultivator hiding in the dark. I am really not as good as him.” Lord Dayan sighed deeply, and his voice suddenly became old.

"Just now the senior asked me to go and watch the battle. If I really go, there will definitely be some trouble." Han Li was not an ordinary cultivator. He had an unusually firm mind. He quickly adjusted his mood and said unhappily.

At least Lord Dayan will be discovered. It is possible that his peculiar state of existing in the world for thousands of years will arouse the interest of the old monster Huashen.

“Who knew that Brother Nie was so capable of making trouble that he even lured out a Jindan cultivator. In front of a Jindan cultivator, a Yuanying cultivator is just a junior. How could a senior care much about the affairs between juniors?” Lord Dayan said helplessly.

"Han boy, don't you go and see your senior brother Nie?" Lord Dayan suddenly asked.

"Senior Dayan, why do you have to joke like that? I didn't go to help before, so how can I go over now?" Han Li looked at the flying boat in the air and said blankly.

"Thinking too much about preserving yourself will naturally lead to this result. If you had stood on the side of Fellow Daoist Ling and the others before Fellow Daoist Nie arrived, even if you did not take any action, you would have been doing Fellow Daoist Nie a favor. With Nie Zhaonan's strength, he might have been so grateful that he could have sent Saint Maiden Tianlan away with just a few words." Lord Dayan suddenly said this.

(End of this chapter)