Hunyuan Immortal Sect

Chapter 457 Facing the Golden Core
As the enormous fireball, as large as a meteorite, hurtled towards him like a shooting star, Fang Mingxuan's eye muscles twitched violently a few times.

He never expected that Song Xian would follow him all the way. How did the other party see through his movements? He didn't have time to think about it anymore.

To his astonishment, the fire meteor unleashed by his opponent possessed such immense power.

He himself also possesses dual spiritual roots, having both fire and water attributes.

Because his main cultivation technique can enhance the power of water-attribute spells, he focuses on water-attribute spells in his cultivation, but he is not completely ignorant of fire-attribute spells.

He not only recognized this second-grade high-level Flame Meteor technique, but he had even practiced it himself. However, he had not reached the mastery stage and was only at the high-level. Although his mastery was not high, he was very clear about the power of the Flame Meteor.

The technique that Song Xian used far exceeded his imagination. What a joke! How could a fire meteor have such power?

Fang Mingxuan panicked. He had long heard that Song Xian was incredibly strong, far beyond what ordinary people could compare to.

He was naturally aware of his glorious feat of fighting three opponents and killing two of them.

However, he had never had any interaction with Song Xian. Hearing about it was one thing, but witnessing it with his own eyes was another.

Seeing the fire meteor spell he used, one realizes that his reputation is not only well-deserved, but may even be underestimated.

Dozens of enormous fireballs, each with a long trail of flame, set the air ablaze wherever they went.

The fireball clashed with the water dragon, and with a series of loud bangs, the water dragons shattered.

Fang Mingxuan retreated rapidly, and ice flowers flew from his palms, forming huge ice balls that met the fireballs.

Immediately afterwards, he clasped his hands together, and a dark light shone brightly around him. A phantom image condensed in front of him. As the light from his body flowed into the phantom image, the phantom image gradually solidified. Layers of ice spread around its body, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into an ice giant with empty eyes.

On the other side, Song Xian was not idle either. While Fang Mingxuan was casting the Frost Giant spell, he had already condensed three Flame Meteor spells.

Fireballs filled the sky like meteorites from outer space, sweeping towards the enemy.

In his True Eye of Insight, the power of all spells was clearly visible. The water dragon that Fang Mingxuan had used earlier was a mid-grade second-rank spell with only 375 points of attack power.

The ice hockey technique he then used was a second-tier superior technique with 650 attack power.

Apart from metal-attribute spells, a typical mid-tier second-grade spell only has 250 attack power, while a high-tier second-grade spell has 500 attack power.

From this, he could deduce that Fang Mingxuan must have cultivated a water-attribute technique, because the power of the water-attribute spells he used had increased by about 50%.

But these are nothing to Song Xian. His current Flame Meteor has a power of 1850 points.

Even though water element is superior to fire element, it is still not something that Fang Mingxuan's magic can withstand.

In mid-air, flames collided with the ice ball, creating a cloud of smoke.

"Fellow Daoist Song, there is no enmity between us, so why be so aggressive? Why don't we each take a step back? I will give you my storage bag and promise not to return to Tianshui City. How about we call it quits?" Seeing that his spells were as weak as tofu in front of his opponent, Fang Mingxuan tried to make peace.

Song Xian ignored him, his hands clasped together, still casting the Flame Meteor spell, condensing fireballs and hurling them at his opponent.

Fang Mingxuan shouted and thrust out with both palms, his spiritual power continuously flowing into the ice giant.

But the ice giant slowly stretched out its two arms, raised them above its head, and died as if summoning wind and rain.

Suddenly, snowflakes rose into the air, transforming into ice blades as they fell.

In an instant, the area within a radius of two to three hundred feet was covered with ice blades formed from snowflakes, densely packed and obscuring the sky.

This is Fang Mingxuan's ultimate technique. In the icy and snowy world, once unleashed, it can use the power of the Frost Giant to continuously condense ice-based magical attacks within a radius of several hundred feet around him until his spiritual energy is exhausted.

Countless ice blades gathered from all directions and attacked Song Xian, creating a magnificent scene.

Song Xian had already cast a wall of flames to protect himself, and seeing countless ice blades falling, he also showed a somewhat solemn expression.

Within his True Eye of Insight, these ice blades did not have strong individual attack power, each ice blade only had twenty points of attack power, but there were too many of them, and the number of ice blades from all directions was countless.

Meanwhile, Fang Mingxuan's spiritual power was also being continuously consumed. Clearly, these ice blades were not formed all at once, but could be continuously converted through spiritual power.

While controlling the previously condensed fireballs to attack the incoming ice blades from all sides, Song Xian also seized the opportunity to cast the Flame Wall spell.

If the other party is determined to compete with him in spiritual energy consumption, then they are truly courting death.

Not to mention the immense power of his fire-attribute spells, each time he casts the Flame Wall, he only needs 75 points of spiritual power to withstand 2200 points of spell attack power.

Even if he were to exhaust his spiritual energy, he could immediately replenish it with a hundred-year-old spiritual milk, so he wasn't in a hurry at all.

Frost and fire intertwine, and in this vast expanse of sky and earth, the opposition between ice and fire is like a collision of two worlds.

As time went by, Fang Mingxuan's spiritual energy gradually weakened, while Song Xian remained completely at ease.

Fang Mingxuan was both shocked and terrified. Although his Ice and Snow Divine Power would continuously consume the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it was far less than the consumption of other spells.

He had done comparative research himself and found that the spiritual energy consumption of this supernatural power was equivalent to casting two high-level water-based spells in one go.

In addition, water is naturally the best counter to fire, but even so, his opponent was still able to handle the situation with ease, which filled him with fear.

Seeing that he knew he couldn't outlast his opponent if things continued this way, he withdrew his palms and then struck down.

The frost giant also slammed the two objects raised above its head down, and instantly, ice walls appeared around Song Xian, layer upon layer, extending all the way to the front of the frost giant.

Dozens of enormous ice walls connected together, turning an area of ​​hundreds of feet in radius into an icy prison.

After using this technique to temporarily trap Song Xian, Fang Mingxuan immediately fled backwards.

But the next moment, he was frozen in place as if he had been frozen in place.

Suddenly, Song Xian was freed from the icy cage. In his hand was a palm-sized, silvery object, which was Chuan Kong Ye.

The moment the giant ice wall appeared, Song Xian had already sent Chuan Kong Ye flying out, and then silently escaped from the frost cage through Chuan Kong Ye.

At this moment, Fang Mingxuan thought Song Xian was trapped in the inner room and was completely unprepared. He only wanted to escape, but Song Xian took the opportunity to use the Soul-Shocking Technique, which directly penetrated the spiritual energy shield around him and disturbed his sea of ​​consciousness. As a result, he suddenly stood still.

The Soul-Shocking Technique is a top-tier divine power. It is activated silently, without form or color, and cannot be resisted by one's own spiritual power shield.

Without warning, the opponent can only resist if their spiritual power is stronger than the spellcaster's.

As blood splattered in mid-air, arcing through the air, Fang Mingxuan's head separated from his body, and he fell straight down.

Song Xian flashed to his side, took the storage bag from his waist, and searched his body, finding a total of three high-level storage bags.

He quickly found the Golden Essence Pill in one of the storage bags.

Looking at the golden, round, egg-sized pill in his hand, Song Xian was overjoyed, and a genuine smile appeared on his face. After cleaning up Fang Mingxuan's body, he vanished into thin air.

Song Xian didn't want anyone to know that he was the one who killed Fang Mingxuan and stole the Golden Yuan Pill.

The turmoil in Tianshui City over the past few months was ultimately caused by this Golden Essence Pill.

Without this item, Gu Xuntao, the leader of Xuanyang Sect, might not have agreed to help Huayuan Sect.

Similarly, the Golden Essence Pill was also a factor in Fang Mingxuan's cooperation with Xu Zhuoxuan from the inside.

Countless Foundation Establishment cultivators in the world covet this item, and once others know that he possesses a Golden Essence Pill, there's no guarantee that some might harbor malicious intentions.

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The Fang family's mountain gate was in complete disarray; after a great battle, blood and flesh were scattered everywhere.

In the distance, a streak of light shot towards them; the newcomer was none other than Su Yuan.

"Fellow Daoist Su, you're back. How did it go? Did you manage to intercept Fang Mingxuan?" Lin Zixiang quickly stepped forward. He knew that Song Xian had been secretly lying in wait nearby, but he hadn't found him and didn't know if he had succeeded. So he subtly inquired about Su Yuan's whereabouts.

If Su Yuan succeeds, then Song Xian will naturally have nothing to do with it.

"The Fang family members scattered and fled. I was too far away to identify which one was Fang Mingxuan, so my fellow disciples and I split up to chase after them. When I caught up with the fleeing person, I realized it was Jiang Han, whom I had already killed. How are things on your end?"

"After breaking through the great formation, we went to hunt down the fleeing remnants of the Fang family. Apart from a few who escaped, most of them have surrendered, and those who refused to surrender have been executed. The Fang family cultivators who surrendered are now being guarded by your sect's disciples."

As the two were talking, two more figures approached from a distance; they were Jia Yun and Huang Ziquan, the second elders of the Xuan Yang Sect.

After breaking through the Fang family's great formation, everyone went to hunt down the fleeing Fang family cultivators. Lin Zixiang led the Hunyuan Sect members and the Xuanyang Sect Qi Refining disciples in the pursuit of the Fang family's lower-level cultivators.

The Foundation Establishment cultivators of Xuanyang Sect scattered to search for the escaped Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Fang family.

As time went by, more and more Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Xuan Yang Sect who had been pursuing them returned.

After everyone gathered, they reported their situations. Of the four cultivators from the Fang family, Fang Mingxuan and Fang Boyuan were missing.

The other two, Jiang Han and Fang Zhongyu, have both been killed.

At night, the moon is bright and the stars are few.

After collecting the bodies of their disciples, the members of Xuanyang Sect returned to their mountain gate.

Beside the altar, Lin Zixiang and his group were directing everyone to clean up the battlefield and repair the magic array when a dark figure suddenly appeared from the northeast at an extremely fast speed.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful divine sense swept over everyone.

"It's a Golden Core cultivator, Xu Zhuoxuan has arrived." Lin Zixiang watched the figure approach, and when he saw who it was, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he shouted.

Before the words were finished, a huge golden warhammer descended from the sky, crashing down on the crowd like Mount Tai.

In the distance, a figure stood holding a golden hammer; it was Xu Zhuoxuan.

As the massive golden warhammer fell, the numerous Hunyuan Sect disciples were utterly powerless to resist and instantly turned into a pool of flesh and blood.

It turned out that when Xu Zhuoxuan learned that Hunyuanzong was leading a large force towards Tianshui City, he immediately set off from the camp to provide support.

He knew that once the Fang family was taken down, the Xuan Yang Sect would be free of this threat, and it would be impossible for them to recall the Hua Yuan Sect's personnel. In that case, all his plans and schemes would be in vain.

Although most of the team had arrived too late, he still came alone, but he was still a step too late.

Because Bianxi City and Yongning City are far apart, by the time the spies that Mingyue Sect had arranged in Bianxi City arrived in Yongning City to report this news, the majority of Hunyuan Sect's troops had already sailed into Tianshui City on second-tier spirit ships.

Therefore, although Xu Zhuoxuan rushed over immediately after learning the news, he still could not save the Fang family.

Seeing the dilapidated state of the Fang family's mountain gate, and seeing a large number of disciples dressed in Hunyuan Sect attire busy at work.

Enraged, Xu Zhuoxuan pulled out his golden warhammer and launched an attack on the group.

He visited Hunyuanzong three times to ask for his help, but was refused each time. That was bad enough, but now Hunyuanzong dared to oppose him and ruin his plans. This made him hate Hunyuanzong to the core, so he showed no mercy in his actions.

The phantom formed by the golden hammer was a hundred feet in size, and the light it emitted covered an area of ​​several hundred feet. Before the hammer could even strike, the Hunyuan Sect cultivators within it were penetrated by the golden light emanating from it, and their flesh and blood were torn apart.

The piercing screams, the sharp wails, and the terrified shouts echoed throughout the area, reaching straight to the sky.

The moment Xu Zhuoxuan launched his attack, the Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Hunyuan Sect had already gathered together. Faced with the attack of the Golden Core cultivator, everyone's expressions showed undisguised fear and tension.

For a time, no one dared to take the initiative to meet the enemy.

Lin Zixiang stared at Xu Zhuoxuan in terror, licking his dry lips. His mind went blank; he didn't know whether to flee or organize a counterattack.

"Senior Brother Lin, what should we do?"

"We're no match for them. Let's go!"

"He's only one person. If we work together, we might be able to win."

“We cannot deal with Golden Core cultivators.”

Before the group could decide whether to fight or flee, Xu Zhuoxuan had already set his sights on them. With a flash, he approached them, and the phantom of a golden hammer slammed down from above.

A dazzling golden light enveloped an area of ​​several hundred feet in radius.

With a loud roar, Lin Zixiang clasped his hands together, and golden pillars condensed, rising towards the giant hammer. The others also used their spells to meet the golden hammer.

With a loud bang, the golden giant hammer phantom and everyone's spells appeared in succession. In an instant, a series of cracking sounds rang out, and the spells that everyone had gathered shattered.

With just one strike, the spells of the ten Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Hunyuan Sect were shattered.

The strength of a Golden Core cultivator is far beyond what a Foundation Establishment cultivator can contend with. The difference in spiritual power alone is enormous. A newly promoted Golden Core cultivator possesses five times the spiritual power of a Foundation Establishment cultivator at the Great Perfection stage.

In addition, Golden Core cultivators can unleash more powerful supernatural abilities and spells, and use stronger magical treasures.

The difference in strength between the two is far greater than the difference in spiritual power. Not to mention that the ten Foundation Establishment cultivators of Hunyuan Sect are all at the early and middle stages, and there is not a single late Foundation Establishment cultivator. Their combat power is much weaker than that of a Foundation Establishment Great Perfection cultivator.

Therefore, with their combined efforts, they were easily defeated by Xu Zhuoxuan's golden hammer magic weapon. Everyone hurriedly took out talismans to protect themselves and finally withstood the attack.

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(I have something to do tomorrow, so I need to ask for leave.)
(End of this chapter)