Starting with the consumables of the Demonic Sect, one can barely achieve immortality.

Upper Yin Star Flame.

This was a killing move that Yan Cheng had never used in front of the Corpse Cultivators. Although Zhong Tianying, who was behind Lin Ting, had witnessed it firsthand, she had never revealed a single detail to him.

The reason is simple: both are at the mid-stage of Qi Refining, so if Lin Ting could really force Yan Cheng to use this fire...

So unless someone at the Foundation Establishment stage intervenes, she'll be practically dead the moment the fireworks start.

The cold flames engulfed Lin Ting, but just before the corpse cultivator's body was burned, the dark light from the ring shone into her eyes even faster than the flames.

Black Gold Corpse Control Ring!

For ordinary corpse cultivators of equal rank and cultivation level, this move is almost unsolvable.

[Controlling Her] Shenmiao gave her final command just before her consciousness faded, causing her to move her feet and rush towards her two accomplices like a cannonball!

"broken!"

Seeing his fellow Daoist's delicate body, which was still warm just a moment ago, turn into a chilling killing intent in the blink of an eye, a thousand thoughts raced through Chen Xiang's mind:

"It's Yan Cheng... He must have noticed our approach much earlier and made preparations long ago!"

"But beneath this unpredictable fog, all sensory techniques are ineffective... How could he detect us from a hundred paces away!"

"Surely the Palace Master himself bestowed the magical treasure upon us!"

Spiritual artifacts, magical artifacts, and spiritual treasures correspond to the three realms of cultivation: Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, and Core Formation.

A cultivator with profound knowledge and high level of skill may be able to wield an artifact of a higher level than himself with the aid of secret techniques.

However, in the boundless sea of ​​fog, magical artifacts alone are insufficient to see objects a hundred paces away.

How could Yan Cheng, with his Qi Refining stage, possibly use a spiritual treasure? The moment he even thought of it, all the spiritual energy in his body would be drained!

Chen Xiang began to regret not stopping Lin Ting in the palace.

From Yan Cheng's perspective, he naturally viewed Lin Ting's actions as being at his behest.

This is a celestial sect, unlike the south where everything is based on reason and evidence. A mere suspicion is enough to trigger an attack!

But then he swayed and instantly used the [Instantaneous Movement Technique] to quickly dodge behind the wordless stele.

This technique, hailed as the fourth body technique beyond the three body techniques, can be used flexibly even without reaching the later stages.

Chen Xiang has devoted himself to this technique for many years, and his speed is unmatched among his contemporaries.

Tan Qi, however, may not necessarily possess such skill in movement techniques.

With a thud, the female cultivator used the Substitute Technique at the last second, successfully avoiding Lin Ting's corpse that was crashing into her head.

However, in just a moment, her still-shaken face lifted, and the hairs on her long, pointed ears stood on end.

"you……"

The next moment, a sword light pierced her neck from behind, and at the same time, a pair of small hands slammed into her chest, killing the corpse cultivator instantly!

As Chen Xiang watched Deng Jian and Pei Yi launch their attack from the mist, his first thought was to find out where Yan Cheng was.

Adhering to the principle of shooting arrows first and then drawing targets, he suddenly drew a sharp short knife from his sleeve and swung it behind him!

With a soft swish, the blade sliced ​​away wisps of flying snow.

Yan Cheng appeared above him in an instant, a hint of appreciation flashing in his cold eyes:

"He has some skill."

The next moment he flicked his finger again, and the Upper Yin Star Flame crashed down!

This flame is the most powerful spell in Yan Cheng's repertoire, and it is difficult for any corpse cultivator to compare with it.

In the past, Yan Cheng would be mindful of the gazes of the Foundation Establishment cultivators in the Hall of Longevity, and would never use this technique unless it was a matter of life and death.

However, now that he had decided to kill, he naturally immediately resorted to the most efficient method!

The two were at similar levels. Yan Cheng not only overwhelmed Chen Xiang in terms of the quality and quantity of spiritual power, but also had a superior cultivation technique. This contest should have been decided in the blink of an eye.

But Chen Xiang was able to make a name for himself in the godforsaken place of the Hall of Longevity, so he must have some tricks up his sleeve.

He moved again, instantly retreating and picking up the golden bow on his back. With a flick of the bowstring, a gust of wind repelled the flames that were about to engulf him!

Yan Cheng's gaze sharpened:

"A spirit bow... a Geng metal spirit bow infused with wind magic crystals?"

【罡风】As one of the long-lost traditions in the Northern Territory, it has only been mentioned briefly even in Tian Tong's usual lecture hall.

Yan Cheng's understanding of this path was not deep. He only knew that this path was the path of wind, rain, thunder and clouds, which could control frost and heat, suppress morning dew and radiant light, and was fierce and ruthless, and could suppress yin fire and cold qi!

On the golden bow in Chen Xiang's hand was a small crystal, about the size of a fingernail, with a hazy, misty appearance, called "Gale" crystal. The moment he drew the bow, it shook off the starlight!

Seeing that Xingyan, whom he had thought would surely succeed, had achieved nothing, Yan Cheng couldn't help but sigh:

"Heroes of the world are truly as numerous as carp crossing a river..."

"It's a pity that you, Chen Xiang, are not among these heroes. You may seem impressive, but it's only because of the prestige of your third senior brother and this crystal."

"How can something that relies too much on external things last?"

After saying that, he stretched out his fingers and claws, trying to snatch the spirit bow from Chen Xiang's hand!

Soul-Stealing Mysterious Yin Claw!

He had mastered this technique long ago, but rarely used it in actual combat.

The reason is simple: how many people in the Hall of Eternal Life could force him into a situation where he needed to fight hand-to-hand?

Even if he uses his claw technique, it will be useless if it forces him into close combat.

As for Yu Zi, even the frost released from the "Shangmiao Body Refining Mysterious Chapter" might not be able to withstand it, so how could he possibly use his claw technique?

With a clang, the five claws, wreathed in purple flames, slammed into the surface of the golden bow. Had Chen Xiang not drawn the bow quickly, the flames would have already engulfed his arm.

However, although the gale had the effect of dissipating the starlight and cold fire, Chen Xiang's arm was not made of iron after all. How could it withstand Yan Cheng's vicious and continuous attacks?

"The most urgent task is to create distance and use my archery skills to outmaneuver him..."

He glanced at the motionless golden sword case behind Yan Cheng:

"Otherwise, if he uses a weapon, I will undoubtedly be defeated at this distance!"

At this moment, the renowned corpse cultivator on the fourth floor of the Longevity Hall had no more room to hold back. He secretly channeled his inner energy, and his arms were instantly covered with a thick layer of corpse aura.

The Secret Method of Entangling the Yin Body!

After receiving the blessing of the evil energy, his physique and strength increased by more than 30% compared to usual.

It also has a natural resistance to attacks from the cold qi category.

With this added power, he became fearless. He still held the golden bow in his left hand, and his free right fist unleashed a hundred punches in an instant, the black evil energy instantly dispelling the chilling air that filled the sky!

The Hundred-Step Heavenly Fiend Fist!

Before he was chosen by his third senior brother to learn archery, this fist technique was already his unique skill that he had practiced diligently for many years. During the more than a thousand days from the early stage of Qi cultivation to the middle stage of perfection, he never slacked off for a single night.

Chen Xiang was well aware that there must be a reason why he was able to be taught this boxing technique as soon as he entered the hall, thus developing combat power far superior to his peers.

For example, during a future exploration of a secret realm, you might punch someone that a high-level cultivator is trying to stop.

Knowing full well that he would become a pawn or even a discarded piece, he has continued to throw punches for the past 1,800 days and nights.

All for a sliver of opportunity to seek the Dao.

Having gone through countless hardships and uncertainties to get to this point, how could he tolerate Yan Cheng cutting off his hope!