Gou Dao Changsheng: Starting from the Reincarnation of a Demon Cultivator

Chapter 829 Killing Powers: Overcoming Strength with Softness
Chi Mingzi's gaze swept over Ruan Xiang, whose face was ashen, whose breath was faint, and whose core had even developed a crack.

He cursed the guy inwardly as a piece of trash.

His bright red robes fluttered as he spoke in a deep, low voice.

"Fellow Daoist Ruan, please don't be anxious."

Immediately, his sleeve trembled, and a foul stench wafted out, while five-colored miasma wisps drifted down.

The phantom images of five venomous insects—the Black-footed Spider, the Red-scaled Snake, the Green-backed Toad, and the Golden-armored Centipede—flashed by one by one.

"The five poisonous creatures are mutually generative and mutually destructive."

The five-colored miasma circulated, with black, red, blue, gold, and purple poisonous auras intertwined, transforming into a clear spiritual liquid. The fishy smell disappeared, and a faint fragrance wafted out.

"Wow!"

Nourished by the purifying elixir, a touch of color returned to Ruan Xiang's pale cheeks.

Gripping the Azure Sea Town Ruler tightly in her hand, she knew that as long as the superior-grade magic weapon remained, she would eventually recover.

"I can still be saved!"

Fang Yi frowned slightly as he watched the five poisonous energies twist and turn, transforming into a great medicine to nourish his origin. "Third-tier, mid-grade medical cultivation."

"Chi Mingzi, you already knew that I lent you the poisonous miasma to hone my medical skills?"

"I know that."

"I'm not like that good-for-nothing Ruan Xiang, who gets schemed against without even realizing it."

Chi Mingzi's eyes were dark and greedy, like a gluttonous beast, as if he wanted to devour Fang Yi whole, skin and bones.

"A third-tier superior spiritual physician, in the vast Great Cloud Immortal Cultivation World, only one such person, Fellow Daoist Qingyangzi, has appeared in five hundred years."

How could I refuse?

"After all, the difference between medicine and poison is just a matter of a single thought."

"To grant Fang Yi's request is to grant your request, fellow Daoist?!" A cold light flashed in Fang Yi's eyes, his heart filled with vigilance, and his robes fluttered in the wind.

"Every poison master who has condensed poison essence has the potential to advance further and glimpse the realm of a fourth-tier grandmaster."

"Hahaha, Qingyangzi, if you don't break through, how can I advance any further?"

Chi Mingzi's long hair flew wildly, and his vulture-like voice echoed over Jiuquan Mountain.

"The Great Cloud Spiritual Vein is poor and spiritual objects are rare. It is difficult for mid-stage Core Formation cultivators to break through to the next realm. Most of them first step into the realm of Sect Master True Person to accumulate foundation."

But how could those unaffiliated cultivators know that if they wanted to establish their own monastery and advance to become sect leaders, there were three paths?

The lowest level relies entirely on high-grade magic treasures, using their sixth-level Core Formation cultivation to refine the essence of the magic treasures.

Although he had achieved the unity of man and treasure and reached the Core Formation Realm, his origin was corrupted, and he could barely escape from the clutches of a Grand Realm Master.

Further progress will also be difficult.

"Just like Ruan Xiang, her magical power, foundation, and nascent Daoist temple were not so much cultivated on her own, but rather brought to their full potential by the Bihai Town Yuan Ruler using her magical body."

It's okay to deal with mid-stage Core Formation cultivators, but as long as a cultivator reaches the level of a Sect Master, it's not enough.
At best, she has won.

"As for the one in the middle, Qingyangzi, do you know why?" Chimingzi's Thousand Cocoon Jar spewed out miasma, and a swarm of five-colored insects surged out.

Fang Yi shook the Void Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner in his hand, and blades of leaves condensed and shot out, continuously shattering the poisonous insects.

"It is impolite not to reciprocate."

With a flick of his sleeves, his robes fluttered, and seven beams of precious light emanated from the Bodhi branch, creating strange phenomena amidst the azure mist.

"Snap!" Bai Mu Qingling's whip struck down, and he spoke in a deep voice.

"The so-called middle level refers to cultivators who have entered the upper level of the third rank through various cultivation arts such as alchemy, talismans, formations, artifacts, medicine, and poisons."

With the addition of top-grade magic treasures, one can also be called a sect leader or a true master.
Even disregarding their combat abilities, such a True Person's cultivation level of the upper third rank is enough to command the respect of a Grand True Person.

"Yes, it is extremely difficult to master all the arts of cultivation and advance to the third-tier superior level."
Moreover, one also needs a high-quality magic weapon with suitable attributes; otherwise, water and fire are incompatible, and wood and metal will compete for the same path, so how can one talk about evolving a Daoist temple or domain?
"All the sects of the Great Cloud Sect possess a lineage that aligns with their sect's most prized treasure, which is why our lineage has endured through generations."

Chi Mingzi's eyes were deep and mysterious as he locked his divine sense onto the Hundred Wood Green Spirit Whip, his face showing approval.

"The self-evolving divine power of the Great Completion is only a handful of times in the entire history of the Great Cloud Dynasty."
"Qingyangzi, you are truly exceptionally talented. That old monster Tianque still has such a sharp eye."

"However, you may also try my wondrous magical powers."

His withered index finger extended, and a wisp of dark gold cicada pattern instantly coiled around it.

Press lightly with your index finger.

"Golden Cicada Finger!"

"Oh!"

The two wondrous techniques, one gold and one azure, collided, and the dark gold cicada pattern, as if possessing a spirit, continuously gnawed at the branches and leaves of the Hundred Wood Azure Spirit Whip.

"Does the law possess a primordial spirit?"

Xu Qingshe, who was wielding the Heaven and Earth Furnace to fight Ruan Xiang, trembled in his hand, his eyes filled with shock.

"No, it's still a hair's breadth away."

"Chi Mingzi actually has such a background?"

Ruan Xiang, who should have seized the opportunity to strike, also stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

"I see.
No wonder my senior sister, who was at the fifth level of Core Formation and a mid-grade third-level spiritual healer, perished so easily back then.
No wonder Yuan Hai of the White Bone Sect, who is already the sect leader and has inherited two great treasures, the White Bone Demon God and the Yin Soul White Bone Sword, is still so wary of Chi Mingzi.

"Without the help of magical artifacts, it's uncertain who would have become the leader of the White Bone Sect a hundred years ago."

She suddenly realized, her expression a mixture of laughter and tears, her face serene.

"A hundred years ago, Chi Mingzi's foundation in the art of poison was enough to break through to the level of a sect leader, but it was suppressed by Yuan Hai with the help of Master Yu Yuan."
Now, he has seized the opportunity, and the trapped dragon has ascended to heaven.

If Yuan Hai cannot break through to the Great True Person realm, the cultivator who will take charge of the White Bone Sect afterward will likely be that cunning old monster, Chi Ming.

'Young Master Xu, even in the Central Plains, this Chi Mingzi can be called a prodigy.'

If my intuition is correct, he is just over sixty years old, and his lifespan still has more than two hundred years to go.

Within the ancient bronze ring, 'Old Chen's' eyes widened in amazement. As a remnant soul of the Nascent Soul stage, his knowledge was vast, far surpassing that of Xu Qingshe and Ruan Xiang.

They also clearly saw through Chi Mingzi's thoughts.

"A greedy mind, and with rare spiritual treasures in the Great Cloud Realm, he'll use the True Person realm of the Sect Master to lay the foundation for his future cultivation."
Using poison to demonstrate the Dao, thus replenishing the foundation of the Dao.
If Chi Mingzi truly succeeds, he might very well have a place among the Nascent Soul True Monarchs in the future.
This diving actually can raise dragons, and more than one at that.

Chi Mingzi seemed to sense something and swept his divine sense over Xu Qingshe.

'This seems to contain fluctuations of divine consciousness.'

Seeing that Xu Qingshe's aura was exactly the same, he used his divine sense to see the branches on the Hundred Wood Green Spirit Whip shimmering with a green hue as they fought against the dark gold cicada pattern.

"It also touches upon the Dao of the Primordial Spirit in the Dharma?"

"Qingyangzi, you truly possess extraordinary talent!"

A slight smile played on his lips as he murmured softly.

"Qingyangzi, with your talent, you are obsessed with the petty power struggles of the Great Cloud Realm, which shows that you have no path to enlightenment."

"Do you know how long I've been planning this opportunity?"

"century!
For a full century, not a single spiritual healer in the Great Cloud Dynasty broke through to the third rank.
Not to mention, with courage and diligence, one can advance to the upper third rank in the path of spiritual medicine and condense one's natal medicinal energy.

"Has Shangfa ascended to the position of Sect Leader True Person?"

Fang Yi closed his eyes slightly, waved his hand to retrieve the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch, and sensed the dim precious light and the gaps in the branches and leaves that had been eaten away.

If not retrieved in time, the original source will be contaminated, and the Blood Bodhi Branch will be unusable for a short period of time.

His eyes darkened, a hint of shock flashing across them.

"The so-called master of the sect, the one who achieves the lower level of the method is called the treasure slave. Someone like Ruan Xiang is better than the average mid-stage Core Formation cultivator."

The Sino-French lineage of Daoist traditions holds promise for further advancement, allowing for easy combat with a Grand Master and subsequent escape.

Those who achieve the highest level of enlightenment are called "Heavenly Pride".
After breaking through to the third rank of the Hundred Arts of Immortal Cultivation, cultivators can continue to improve, using the Hundred Arts to make up for deficiencies in cultivation, insufficient magical power, and the origin of magical treasures.

Whether it's the medical arts of regulating medicinal energy, the poison master's tempering of poison essence, the alchemist's refining of elixir roots, or the array master's cultivation of their natal array patterns, once they reach a minor level of mastery, they can all rival the origin of a high-grade magic weapon.

A deep longing and admiration flickered in Chi Mingzi's sinister eyes.

"The Great Cloud lineage has been passed down for thousands of years, and the methods for the sect leader to break through to the next level are only two: the lower and middle methods."

Until a top hero emerged from the lineage of the Xuan Yang Mountain Ancestral Hall, who gathered the essence of hundreds of herbs, medicines, and flowers to refine the origin of spiritual plants.

Ultimately, he broke through his cultivation level using the essence of spiritual plants and entered the realm of a sect leader.

Such a once-in-a-millennium genius

He glanced at Ruan Xiang, whose face was gloomy, chuckled, and continued speaking.

"The emergence of such a once-in-a-millennium talent has completely shattered the Biyue Pavilion's ambition to dominate Dayun."

Back then, Biyue Pavilion was backed by the Zoroastrian Church, and the two Grand Masters, Liyue and Yuyuan, suppressed its power.

Meanwhile, the Great Void Shaking Cloud Boat, a treasure passed down through generations of the Xuan Yang Mountain Ancestral Hall, was also damaged and its protective barrier was destroyed in the Jian Yang Secret Realm.

Due to the damage to its fundamental source, it cannot be activated for at least a century.

Without top-grade magic treasures, there would be no sect leader.

Logically speaking, among the three Xuan Yang lineages, the main lineage has been severed. Not to mention cultivators at the sixth level of Core Formation, even Core Formation True Persons have long since disappeared.

The sect's most treasured artifact in the Ancestral Hall cannot be activated, and there is no sect leader or master overseeing it.

Only the Wugengzi lineage remained, struggling to hold on. The old monster Tianquezi was ruthless, but he couldn't manage alone.

Even a Grandmaster who has broken through to the next level, fighting two opponents at once, can only protect himself against the Biyue Pavilion.

Yu Yuanzi's master, Grand Master Li Yue, is also a first-rate figure among Grand Masters of the same rank.

Who could have imagined?
"Without the power of a top-grade magic weapon, a cultivator has still managed to break through to the sect leader realm, and he's even keeping it hidden."

"That battle forced Biyue Pavilion to retreat into hiding, and severely injured Grand Master Liyue, who passed away early."
Thus, what was originally the superior method of breaking through realms by relying on the essence of the magic weapon has fallen to the intermediate method. The two methods of breaking through realms have also changed into three methods: superior, intermediate, and inferior.

If it weren't for the passing away of the Great Master Guang Sheng.

"Tsk, how dare Biyue Pavilion scheme against Fang Yi?"

Chi Mingzi stroked the Thousand Cocoon Jar in his hand, murmuring softly, filled with longing:

"By using the spiritual plants that are not good at fighting, he shattered the Dao hearts of the two generations of Great Masters of Biyue Pavilion, completely ruining the great prosperity of Biyue Pavilion."

From then on, Yu Yuanzi was willing to lower his proud head, take Tian Dao Wu into his eyes, and ask my White Bone Sect for help.

Fellow Daoist Fang Yi, do you consider such a person to be a prodigy?

"Master Guangsheng"

Fang Yi's eyes darkened. Huang Guangsheng was a ruthless character in the Mingquan Sect in his previous life.

If not for bad luck, he might have been able to go even further.

"Grand Master Huang Guangsheng is like a candle in the darkness, paving the way for us cultivators who wish to advance further."

Unfortunately, he was limited by his spiritual root and aptitude, as well as by the barrenness of the Great Cloud Realm and the restrictions of the Great Yu Sect, and thus, we have never seen the Great Master Guang Sheng advance any further.

Chi Mingzi's disdainful gaze fell upon Xiao Changce, and he said with contempt:

"In my younger days, I longed to become a disciple of the Great Master Guang Sheng, but alas, I ended up in the White Bone Sect."
Master Guang Sheng is exceptionally talented in cultivation, but his choice of disciples is practically blind.

He recruited only good-for-nothings as his disciples.

"Xiao Changce has lived for over sixty years, yet he's not even a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator. It's truly astonishing."

"you!"

Xiao Changce trembled, his eyes bloodshot, and he was furious, but when he thought of his master's achievements, he sighed softly.

He really embarrassed Huang Guangsheng.

"Tsk, this old good-for-nothing still has some shame." Chi Mingzi sneered repeatedly, his words tinged with envy.

"If I could become a disciple of Master Guang Sheng, I would have already broken through to the Great Master realm. Why waste my time like this, trapped by insufficient foundation?"

"Fortunately, things have taken a turn for the better, and I have finally met Fellow Daoist Fang Yi, a person with outstanding talent in medicine."
I also waited for my opportunity.

After refining fellow Daoist's pure essence
Using your natal medicinal energy to verify what you have learned, it is enough to complete your foundation and allow you to reach the quasi-fourth level of the Poison Path.
What Grand Master Guang Sheng cannot do, I may be able to accomplish.

"If it weren't for matters concerning the path of cultivation, and out of respect for Grand Master Guang Sheng, I wouldn't have bothered to take action against Qingyangzi's junior."

Fortunately, you have already condensed your natal medicinal energy and entered the realm of a sect leader. Now, go all out in this battle.

"I cannot be considered to be bullying the weak."

Chi Mingzi extended his withered five fingers, his palm pulsating with magical power, revealing a five-colored poisonous essence.

The sweet aroma dissipated on its own, even before the poison was activated.

"boom!"

Xu Qingshe's expression changed drastically. In his soul, 'Old Chen' frantically warned him, and the golden flames of the Heaven and Earth Furnace in his hand steamed.

"Nine Dragons Refine the Realm!"

The heavens and earth, like a furnace, shone brightly, with scorching flames and billowing crimson smoke rolling endlessly.

The crimson dragon bones condensed in an instant, but were instantly corroded by the poisonous miasma. Xu Qingshe's expression was solemn, and his fingertips changed into hand seals.

"Burning Flame Technique!"

The bone spirit's cold flames were exhaled and devoured by the gilded treasure flames, transforming into smoke and mist that condensed on the skeleton.

Meridians, flesh and blood, scales and armor, sharp claws.
"Yan!"

The crimson dragon's head and horns were majestic. The crimson dragon shook its scales, and golden lines started from its ferocious single horn, passed through its back, and went all the way to its tail.

The nine-headed crimson dragon breathed out fiery energy, transforming into a domain of true flames, not for attacking or killing enemies, but solely to protect itself from the poisonous aura emanating from the Crimson Netherworld Prince's natal poison essence.

Beside her, Ruan Xiang's face was ashen, and she screamed in a high-pitched voice.

"Chi Mingzi!"

You disregard the alliance between our two factions, plotting against me and refusing to submit to Master Yu Yuan?!

"You insolent servant!"

Chi Mingzi frowned slightly, and a wisp of purple-gold medicinal energy rose from his fingertips.

"Wonderful Method: Purple Ginseng Preserves Vital Energy!"

The wisps of medicinal fragrance drifted down, avoiding the poisonous aura, nourishing Ruan Xiang's body, and within a few breaths, all the pain in her body was suppressed.

"The sect's third-tier inheritance of the [Azure Sea Vine Scripture]—a wondrous method of Traditional Chinese Medicine?!"

Yu Zhi Zhenren wore an apricot-yellow butterfly-patterned dress, carried a green bamboo medicine basket on her back, and her pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints.

This Chi Mingzi, using the medical skills inherited from the Biyue Pavilion, was far superior to hers.

Chi Mingzi glanced at Ruan Xiang and reprimanded her, "Get out of my way, don't delay my actions!"

"This is a disaster! While Yu Yuanzi may be feared, would she risk her life for you and me?"

"Ah.

Fellow Daoist Chi Mingzi spoke so righteously and eloquently, just to attract my attention.

This despicable behavior in private is truly laughable.

Fang Yi flicked his sleeve, and the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch lashed down behind him, a cyan whip shadow falling.

"Snap!" A dark golden insect shadow, shrouded in colorful miasma, was struck down. "A complete Yuanjin Cicada corpse, used to refine a third-tier poisonous gu?"
This poisonous Gu, adept at stealth and assassination, must have required considerable effort from you, fellow Daoist.

"Fang Daoyou has a good eye."

Chi Mingzi closed his eyes, a sharp glint in them, and waved his hand to recall the Yuan Jin Chan Gu, saying helplessly.

"The previous generation of the True Person who inherited the spiritual medical lineage of the Biyue Pavilion died under this Hidden Shadow Golden Cicada."

I intended to give you a quick death, but unfortunately, you are too cautious.

"Edict!"

Chi Mingzi's black hair flew wildly as he held the Thousand Cocoon Jar in his hand, his eyes filled with a chilling killing intent.

His face was solemn, and he bowed deeply.

"Please, Fellow Daoist Fang Yi, sacrifice your life to help my path of cultivation endure."

"boom!"

The dark gold insect patterns were a hundred times larger than before, accompanied by the sound of cicadas chirping, gushing out from the yellow mud patterns.

It transformed into a dark golden poisonous blade, which Chi Mingzi held in his hand.

"Golden Cicada Slash!"

"Zheng!"

The clanging sound of metal clashing against metal was deafening, and in an instant, it slashed towards Fang Yi's neck.

"Another profound and perfected technique?!"

"Buzz!"

With a flick of his finger, Fang Yi caused the Azure Lotus Banner to sway, transforming into a vast sea of ​​lotus leaves that stretched to the sky, creating an endless expanse of green.

"Tear it!"

The Golden Cicada Slash drew a shrill arc, its dark gold poisonous breath billowing out, causing the green lotus in the lotus sea to wither and its vitality to be completely corroded away.

Fang Yi frowned slightly, his aura receding like a withered ancient tree, silent and still.

Lotus light appeared beneath his feet, swirling with azure mist, and his figure blurred in an instant.

"puff!"

A dark golden blade of light slashed through, tearing the robes.

Hundreds of feet away, Fang Yi stared at the sleeve with a solemn expression, having a section cut off.

"It's purely a killing technique; the Great Cloud actually has a cultivator who has reached its peak."

"What a terrifying blow."
"If I were in that situation, could I withstand this attack?"

On the battlefield of Jiuquan Mountain, all three factions of cultivators had ceased fighting.

Xu Qingshe smiled bitterly. So far, the outcome of the battle at Jiuquan Mountain has already fallen to Fang Yi and Chi Mingzi.

Even with the full assistance of the other Core Formation cultivators, they could not change the course of the battle.

"The divine and wondrous methods of pure killing are so deeply hidden by Chi Mingzi."
"How did Yuan Hai suppress this old monster, preventing him from stepping out of the White Bone Mountain gate for a hundred years?"

Ruan Xiang frowned, only using the Azure Sea Town Ruler to protect herself, and no longer attacked Xu Qingshe.

She felt a pang of regret.

"Did Master Yuyuan make a mistake in his calculations?"

The saying goes, "Drive away the wolf to devour the tiger."

But now it seems that the White Bone Sect is clearly a cunning and ruthless tiger descending from the mountain, while Fang Yi, though with a bright future ahead...
But Chi Mingzi is already a major threat!

If she hadn't been knocked down from the level of a sect leader, she would have said she had already taken action to help Fang Yi.
At the very least, Fang Yi must be ensured that he does not perish or die.

“Fang Yi.” Xiao Changce’s eyes were filled with concern, and a bronze lamp in his sleeve shone brightly.

"There is indeed a resemblance to Master Guang Sheng in this Crimson Nether Child."

He looked shocked and felt utterly helpless.

Even with a green candle in hand, there was no guarantee of success.

"Fang Yi, don't lose!"

"Pure killing power, these are the wings of the rare and wondrous insect, the Golden Cicada?"

Fang Yi calmed the Xuan Yin Soul-Slaying Blade, which was trembling incessantly and brimming with fighting spirit, in his lower dantian.

As the dark gold cicada blade slashed down again, its killing intent chilling to the bone, the Void Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner in his hand swayed.

A five-colored spiritual light—blue, white, black, red, and yellow—brushed down, empowered by the power of the grotto-heaven.

The dark gold cicada blade trembled, its cold light no longer solidified, as if it were sinking into a swamp.

"A treasure from a hidden cave, used to suppress people by force?"

"Heh, you truly live up to your reputation as a grand-disciple of the Great Master Guang Sheng; you're far superior to your useless master."

Chi Mingzi's hands pulsed with colorful magic power. Deep within the Thousand Cocoon Jar, on the female corpse covered in insect patterns, lay countless dark gold insect eggs of varying sizes.

As dark golden liquid seeped from the insect eggs.

With a flick of his finger, the five-colored, vibrant natal poison essence fell into the jar.

"Zheng!"

The sound of limbs colliding rang out, insect runes were drawn, and another dark gold cicada blade shot out.

"If the treasure of the cave can block a Golden Cicada Slash, what about another one?"

The dark gold cicada blade fell, shattering the five-colored swamp.

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

Two cicada blades rang out with a long, resounding clang as they slashed toward Fang Yi's head.

"Poisonous Essence, Minor Completion."
"This Crimson Nether Child has entered the realm of a sect leader through the methods of cultivation, and now he is eyeing my natal medicinal energy."

Fang Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, his fingertips changed their hand seals, and he murmured to himself.

"Using medicine to support drug trafficking is acceptable, but using drug trafficking to support medicine is not necessarily unacceptable."
Fellow Daoist Chi Mingzi, I am also extremely envious of your innate poisonous essence.
With this minor mastery of poison essence in hand, and aided by the Blood Witch Altar, I hope to glimpse near-fourth-tier medical skills.

'The cycle of life and death turns!'

Within the dantian, the withered and decaying Daoist aura of the cyan-gold golden elixir completely receded, replaced by a vibrant life force like a babbling brook.

His pupils darkened as he scanned the three blood-red figures surrounded by ghostly aura.

"Among my fellow cultivators, someone actually forced me to fully activate the Life and Death Scripture."
However, we should be careful, as Xuechi, Xuanmei, and Yingui are connected with Luxiaozi.

For the sake of understanding the cycle of life and death, prosperity and decline, as described later, one should not alert the enemy.

"Wow!"

An ancient, vigorous tree rose up from behind Fang Yi, surrounded by strands of vitality, transforming into a towering, azure-green spirit tree that blotted out the sky.

"go with!"

The Void Realm's Withering and Flourishing Banner fluttered, the power of the grotto-heaven flowed, and another five-colored precious light swept down, turning into a swamp to suppress a dark golden cicada blade.

Fang Yi made a grasping motion with his fingertips, and thousands of strands of green hair hung down from the ancient tree, condensing and merging into one.

"Azure hair, swiftly."

"Shh!"

The slender, silky shadows fell, crisscrossing and forming a net that caught another dark golden cicada blade.

"Tear it!"

The net was easily torn apart and shredded into pieces.

Chi Mingzi chuckled lightly, and with a flick of his finger, the killing intent of the dark golden cicada blade increased by another three points.

"Fang Yi, you think you can entangle my Golden Cicada Slash with a mere Heavenly Azure Silk Technique?"

His gaze swept over the gnarled branches of the Azure Sky Spirit Tree, and he spoke with a playful tone:
"It seems that you have not inherited the core lineage of the Green Wood Palace."

Let's stop here for today.

A thin, long insect-eye-like mark appeared on the dark gold cicada blade, instantly locking onto Fang Yi.

Chi Mingzi, his robes fluttering, a wicked look on his face, murmured softly.

"A Thousand Miles of Locking Form, Golden Cicada Blade Slash!"

"Qingyangzi, let's set off!"

"is it?"

Fang Yi extended his long fingers, and behind him, the branches of the Azure Spirit Wood swayed, with strands of green hair falling down.

A strand of azure hair appeared in his hand.

"buzz"

The withering and flourishing spiritual patterns flashed by, and several strands of azure silk were combined into one, woven into a net, with the energy of the four seasons turning in the shadows, and a touch of resilience emerging.

"Wow!"

Even when caught in the net, a single flick of the finger could sever the net, and it was cut in two by the dark gold cicada blade.

Upon seeing this, Chi Mingzi's brows relaxed slightly, and the Golden Cicada Slash was refined into the mature molted remains of the Golden Cicada.

Taking its meaning from sharp metal and poisonous energy, it is a pure killing and killing technique.

"Ok?"

His expression suddenly changed drastically.

"How can it be?!"

"Why is it impossible?"

Fang Yi's long, slender fingers intertwined, weaving a net that continuously scooped down.

Even with the sharpest blade, the Golden Cicada's attack is relentlessly entangled.

“It’s rude to come and not reciprocate.

"Fellow Daoist Chi Mingzi, you have made several moves, but now you have also suffered a blow from me."

(End of this chapter)