Han Clan Immortals: I have a hundredfold energy-gathering bottle

"It seems that words are not enough to communicate."

Knowing that his spiritual aperture was shattered, Zhou Xuan neither rushed to act nor concealed his face, presumably because he was very confident that he would not make a mistake.

Han Jieliu sighed, calculating in his mind how much spiritual energy he had left.

Of course, he knew that this matter would not be resolved easily. The nonsense he had just said was just a delaying tactic to activate the talisman in his sleeve.

"This person is a direct disciple of the Flame Forging Peak. The peak uses fire, is good at refining objects, and has the most magical artifacts. The magical artifact on him is very likely a mid-stage Qi Refining artifact."

"Furthermore, his [Fire Virtue] path clashes with my [Water Harmony] path. Even with these talismans, I have no chance of winning in a head-on fight. I can only fight to the death and seize the opportunity to escape."

After making a decision, Han Jieliu's eyes turned serious as he looked at Zhou Xuan, who was attacking him.

He then activated all the talismans at once, mixed them with one object, and unleashed them all before quickly retreating.

"Imperial edict."

In an instant, several beams of golden light, sharp wood, and water vapor appeared before them, all heading towards the man in red.

Seeing the eight Qi Refining Stage talismans flying towards him, Zhou Xuan was somewhat surprised that this Qi Refining Stage 1 disciple was so wealthy and had such a generous nature.

It should be noted that in the sect market, an ordinary early-stage Qi Refining offensive talisman costs five spirit stones or more, and the more powerful it is, the more expensive it will be.

The scene before him was equivalent to forty or fifty spirit stones being thrown at him.

"How could an inner disciple from a clan of cultivators have so many spirit stones? Could he be a talisman master...?"

"No, it's said that this Junior Brother Han saved the Xue family's junior sister, which is how he got on Zheng Qingfeng's good side. So it seems that we might gain something else from him."

Faced with so many talismans, Zhou Xuan was confident, but he dared not be careless.

While casually making a mental calculation, his hands were not idle; he formed two hand seals.

"Breath Shifting Flame Technique"

"The changes of various fires."

He slightly opened his mouth and exhaled a wisp of fire, which trembled in the air.

The fire then quickly transformed into a spiritual shield, which stood in front of him, dissipating the power of the previous talismans.

Zhou Xuan seemed to have only recently broken through to the next level and was not yet proficient in his spells, so he did not manage to block all the talismans.

Two more streams of water, still carrying momentum, hurtled towards his body.

Zhou Xuan made no move, completely unconcerned.

The crimson robe she wore shone brightly, enduring the glare, though it dimmed slightly.

"Junior Brother Han, show me all your tricks, or I'll say you're being bullied by your senior brother."

Zhou Xuan defused the attack and chuckled slightly.

He waved his hand, dispelling the smoke from the talisman, and was about to look at Han Jieliu's location again.

But then he saw something revealed in the smoke from the dissipation of the eight talismans, which made his expression change drastically.

A magical array artifact suddenly appeared, containing more than ten spirit stones. The spiritual energy inside was swirling and flowing, clearly exceeding its limit, and it was only a foot away from me.

There was actually a concealment talisman on this magical artifact, and the formation itself seemed to have the function of hiding one's aura, which is why I didn't notice it at all.

Zhou Xuan saw what was in front of him clearly, his pupils immediately constricted, and his face turned ugly.

"What an insidious method... They actually concealed their presence and let the magical artifact self-destruct."

As a disciple of the Forging Flame Peak, Zhou Xuan also had some knowledge of magical artifacts and knew their characteristics.

Ordinary Qi-refining magical artifacts cannot self-destruct, but this kind of magical artifact with array diagrams inscribed on it is different.

In essence, it is a combination of multiple formations, which are adjusted by the formation plate. It is very fragile and easily disordered, and naturally has a limit to the amount of spiritual energy it can contain. If it exceeds the limit, the formations will conflict.

Now, this high-grade Qi Refining Array in front of us has more than a dozen spirit stones placed inside at once, and the power of the explosion is almost equivalent to a full-force attack from a mid-stage Qi Refining cultivator.

Seeing that the array diagram was already in front of him, Zhou Xuan had no time to use any other means, so he could only use the spirit boat in front of him to block it, and he activated all his spiritual energy to resist it.

"Boom!"

In the distance, as a huge explosion rang out, Han Jieliu, who was using the Swiftness Talisman to fly away, turned his head and couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache.

"It's a pity that I haven't actually used this magical artifact even once; it can only be used for this purpose."

Han Jieliu knew that he was only at the early stage of Qi Refining, and that ordinary methods would not be able to harm this person. He could only use this "firework" worth more than 130 spirit stones to help him escape.

"Magic artifacts are ultimately external possessions; thankfully, my life has been spared."

Han Jie glanced back and didn't hesitate.

Although Zhou Xuan did not pursue them, he still used the two Swift Travel Talismans alternately in his hands and quickly disappeared more than ten miles away.

Han Jieliu lowered his body, found a direction, and burrowed into the vast Dasu Plain, disappearing into the tangled branches and leaves.

Behind them, the smoke and dust dissipated.

Zhou Xuan lay on the ground covered in wounds. The spirit boat in front of him was completely destroyed, and even the crimson spirit robe he wore, which was at the mid-stage of Qi Refining, was badly damaged.

He stared hatefully in the direction where Han Jieliu had disappeared, took out a wisp of flame and a pill from his storage bag and swallowed them together, only then did his complexion improve somewhat.

"That's a brilliant tactic..."

Zhou Xuan knew that he was no longer in a position to pursue Han Jieliu, especially since the Great Stupa was unknown in its depths and filled with countless demons, making it as difficult as trying to catch the moon's reflection in the water.

If he fails to intercept Han Jieliu this time, he may not even be able to return to his sect.

"That kid still owes me a favor with the Xue family. Even if I obey orders and go back to join Peak Master He, he will definitely push me out to take the blame."

"I can't go back to this sect. It's just strange that I'm not usually arrogant, so why did I act so rashly today..."

Zhou Xuan realized something was wrong, and as soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to suddenly realize something.

"The power of mind manipulation, the ability to conjure life at a word... Master Xue!"

He recalled the rain that had just fallen in the sect along with the divine power. The few words that inexplicably arose in his heart dispelled his last shred of hope, leaving him terrified.

The power of Foundation Establishment is truly astounding; it can even affect this place...

Zhou Xuan instantly lost all thought of running away. An overwhelming fear surged into his heart, and he bowed down in terror towards Xiaowei Mountain.

"Grandmaster, please spare me! This disciple was foolish and almost committed a grave mistake, attacking and killing a fellow disciple. Please forgive me, Grandmaster, please forgive me..."

The surroundings were completely silent, and no one answered him. He dared not stop until blood flowed from his forehead, and his body, which was halfway through his prayers, suddenly froze on the spot.

A soft sigh seemed to echo from somewhere, but it was only for a moment, and Zhou Xuan's movements froze in mid-air.

It was as if an invisible sword had descended from somewhere, slicing through his body and gently severing his soul, causing him to suddenly lose both his soul and his life.

There wasn't a soul in sight in the vast, empty field, except for a few excited caws as crows circled down and began pecking at the still-warm corpse.

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