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On the battlefield, Kuaihuo Zhenren and the white-clad woman transformed from Shan Haiqi were locked in fierce combat.

Kuaihuo Zhenren stood on yellow clouds, his palms flying, and one after another, earth-yellow handprints slammed down from the air. Each palm was like a mountain pressing down, causing the ground to crack and the air to explode.

The woman in white moved swiftly, protected by the aura of mountains and enveloped by the power of the sea. Although she was repeatedly pushed back by the giant handprint and her clothes were torn, she showed no signs of defeat.

With a flick of her left hand, the earth beneath her feet cracked open, and a stream of underground water gushed forth, transforming into a water dragon.

With a clenched right hand, several giant rocks materialized out of thin air and crashed down on Happy True Man like meteors.

Kuaihuo Zhenren remained expressionless, his hands pressing down lightly. A thick earthen wall rose up from the ground in front of him. The water dragon crashed into the wall and collapsed with a roar. The boulder that hit the wall only left shallow dents.

He immediately clapped his hands together, and the earthen wall suddenly exploded, turning into a sky full of yellow sand that swept towards the woman in white.

The yellow sand blinded her, and the woman in white froze. The Happy Immortal seized the opportunity, taking a step forward and closing in on her, striking her chest with a palm.

This palm strike concentrated seventy percent of his true energy; even before the palm arrived, the force of the wind pressed her robes tightly against her body.

The magical power of a Golden Core stage cultivator has condensed into true essence, which is incomparable to the magical power and spiritual liquid of a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator.

The mountain shadow in the white-clad woman's eyes suddenly shone brightly. Instead of dodging, she crossed her arms to block, and a majestic mountain peak appeared behind her.

With a single palm strike, the illusory mountain peak trembled violently, cracks spreading across its surface, yet it forcefully blocked the attack. The woman in white was blasted several feet away, a wisp of spiritual light escaping her lips, but she quickly regained her footing, her eyes blazing with even greater fighting spirit.

The Happy Immortal withdrew his palm, his expression changing slightly. He felt a series of sharp pains in his meridians—the secret technique was beginning to backfire.

If that palm strike had been delivered when she was younger, it would have been enough to shatter the spiritual light of the incarnation of a high-grade spiritual weapon, but now it only injured her superficially.

His own vital energy was rapidly declining, and every breath he took to maintain his peak condition was burning through his lifespan.

In contrast, the woman in white, though her spiritual light had dimmed somewhat, still maintained a steady aura, with the true essence of mountains and seas flowing around her, making her even more harmonious than at the beginning of the battle.

She seemed to sense Kuai Kuo Zhenren's unusual behavior, and a slight smile appeared on her lips as she calmly regrouped her attack.

Happy Master sighed inwardly. He knew that if he dragged this out any longer, he would inevitably be the one to lose.

But if he wanted a quick victory, he would have to pay an even greater price. The flag opposite him seemed tireless, while his old body had reached the edge of its limit.

It is indeed a high-grade spiritual weapon; even if it is only used by a Foundation Establishment stage junior, it can still have such power.

It's a high-grade spiritual weapon that can injure a Nascent Soul cultivator, but Sect Leader Lu's strength is insufficient; he's only at the Foundation Establishment stage and can't fully utilize its power.

Therefore, even a True Person of the Joyful Life, a True Person at the early stage of the Golden Core realm, could suppress this high-grade spiritual weapon—the Mountain and Sea Banner—for a time.

It's just that Happy True Man is getting old and can't hold on for too long. In time, he will inevitably fall into a disadvantageous position and even fail.

Thinking of this, Kuaihuo Zhenren flashed towards the four Foundation Establishment stage cultivators, Sect Leader Lu, Hua Luoyu, Lu Chuanxuan, and Jiang Shi.

He couldn't handle high-grade spiritual artifacts, but dealing with a few Foundation Establishment stage juniors was a piece of cake.

A cold glint flashed in Kuaihuo Zhenren's eyes, and he stopped entangled with the woman in white.

He retreated rapidly, taking the full force of her water dragon attack. His robes tore on his back, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, but he used the momentum to rush straight towards Sect Leader Lu in the distance.

"You brat, prepare to die!"

Sect Leader Lu is from the Qingyun Sect, and the Qingyun Sect has never had a good relationship with Biluo Valley.

Moreover, this time, Sect Leader Lu even brought a high-grade spiritual weapon with him!

If given the chance, Master Kuaihuo wouldn't mind killing the Qingyun Sect Leader and seizing a high-grade spiritual weapon before he dies!

He thrust out both palms simultaneously, and a large, earth-yellow handprint swelled to a diameter of three zhang (approximately 10 meters). A faint phantom of a mountain was condensing in the palm of his hand—this was an earth-elemental divine power!

This strike contained five parts of his true essence; the wind from his palm plowed a deep trench in the ground, its power terrifying.

Sect Leader Lu's face turned deathly pale. Faced with a desperate attack from a Golden Core cultivator while only at the Foundation Establishment stage, he didn't even have time to think of dodging.

No matter how much preparation Master Lu made, he was still terrified and turned pale when faced with a single divine attack from a Golden Core cultivator!

Just at the critical moment, a beam of emerald light descended from the sky.

"Wood Spirit Shield—"

Hua Luoyu raised her hand, and a talisman glowing with blue light burned out in mid-air, transforming into a huge vine shield. The shield was covered with branches and leaves, full of vitality, and stood in front of Sect Leader Lu.

A third-grade superior spirit talisman, comparable to a full-force attack from a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, its wood-elemental true essence so dense it was almost tangible.

The giant handprint slammed into the vine shield, and the mountain phantom collided violently with the power of the vines, creating a deafening roar.

The wooden shield was riddled with cracks, yet it was not shattered in the end, and the giant handprint disintegrated in the recoil.

Although a Grade 3 superior spirit talisman is powerful, it is still just a spirit talisman, and this one is a defensive spirit talisman.

Although a Grade 3 superior spirit talisman is powerful, it is still just a spirit talisman, and this one is a defensive spirit talisman.

As the flowers fell and the rain stopped, Fu stood there, coldly looking at the carefree immortal.

"Good, it seems you've prepared quite a few things to win me over," said the Happy Immortal.

His wrinkled face showed no expression.

You can't tell what his mood is at all!

"Elder, you are already very old. For the sake of the sect, please stop resisting." Hua Luoyu took out another high-grade third-rank spirit talisman and said.

Sect Leader Lu had already summoned back the incarnation of the superior-grade spiritual weapon, the Mountain and Sea Flag, and held it in front of him. He had been startled by the sudden attack from True Person Kuaihuo.

As the head of the Qingyun Sect, Headmaster Lu had not encountered such danger in a long time, nor had he felt such a life-or-death crisis.

"You want my soul, my golden core foundation! You even want my flesh and blood! As your senior, I can give you these things, but we'll have to see what you're capable of."

The Happy Immortal spoke as if instructing a junior.

As a Golden Core cultivator, even if he had only condensed the lowest grade three Golden Core, and even though he was now very old.

Even when facing a high-grade spiritual weapon, he felt no emotion whatsoever.

In his nearly two thousand years of life experience, this was just a minor matter.

He has experienced crises that were even worse than this!

Moreover, Kuaihuo Zhenren was not forced to enter this misty mansion; he went in voluntarily.

He had long anticipated this crisis.

The reason he still came in despite anticipating such a crisis was because he had some plans!

Even if Kuaihuo Zhenren has lived a pretty good life on his own!

But he still wanted to defy fate!

Every cultivator who embarks on the path to immortality desires to defy fate and change their destiny!

Even he, a true man, is no exception!