Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

"I am Sun Zelin, and I have come today to witness the abilities of the esteemed scholars of the Xuantian Sect."

The Core Formation Stage cultivator, seeing Yu Tianwan's lips move slightly, knew he was using voice transmission. He couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, so he announced his name, determined to let this person know his prowess.

His hand seals changed rapidly. The Bloodshed Bamboo, which was fighting the silver flying sword in the air, flashed with a strange red light, and a line of ancient yellow characters jumped out, knocking the flying sword away. Then, the Bloodshed Bamboo disappeared from its original location, reappearing next to Yu Tianwan's neck.

Yu Tianwan tilted his head, moving his neck half an inch away. The bamboo brushed past, cutting open a thumb-sized wound, and fresh blood flowed freely.

Yu Tianwan groaned, waving his right hand and summoning a bronze square shield to protect his vitals. His left hand clenched tightly, and his natal magic treasure, the Frost Sword, which was suspended in the air, shone brightly, causing the temperature to plummet within a radius of several dozen feet.

This move was called "Freezing Space," a special technique for small-scale control, specifically designed to deal with extremely fast magic treasures like the Bloodshed Bamboo.

Sun Zelin sneered, raising his hand and summoning five more flying swords, coordinating with the Bloodshed Bamboo to attack. The five swords were the main attackers, while the Bloodshed Bamboo remained hidden, waiting for an opportunity.

These five flying swords were different from those typically used by cultivators. They were not of the five elements, but exuded a strong aura of death. As they flew, they made "beep beep" sounds, like the howling of Yin winds or the wails of wronged souls, possessing both the advantage of flying swords and the effect of sonic attacks.

Coupled with the Bloodshed Bamboo lurking above, waiting for a fatal blow, it placed a strong psychological pressure on the opponent.

Yu Tianwan's face was calm, without anxiety or fear. He steadily blocked the attacks of three flying swords with the bronze square shield, and used the Frost Sword to entangle the other two swords, secretly releasing Frost Sword Qi to continuously slow down their speed. He fought steadily, guarding his defenses, and was not in a hurry to escape.

On the other hand, Sun Zelin, having fought for a long time without success, was becoming restless, wanting to use a powerful move, but he was worried that his attack would be too heavy, injuring Yu Tianwan and causing the mission to capture the opponent alive to fail, making it impossible to explain to the Real Person who was secretly watching the battle.

The other two Core Formation cultivators were also eager to participate. After all, this was a battle personally overseen by a Real Person, and a good performance would be more useful than doing ten or eight major events at other times. However, Sun Zelin had a very high status in the sect, and without his order, the two did not dare to act rashly.

Half a quarter of an hour passed, and the two had exchanged blows for sixty or seventy rounds. Sun Zelin's two flying swords became sluggish, and Yu Tianwan took the opportunity to frequently control the Frost Sword to attack Sun Zelin. Sun Zelin had no choice but to mobilize the Bloodshed Bamboo to defend against the Frost Sword's attacks.

"This man's Qi flow is long. Don't be so lukewarm. Use heavy blows and see what his bottom line is!"

A gentle and majestic voice sounded in Sun Zelin's ears. He immediately perked up, letting out a long roar. The five flying swords that were besieging him soared into the sky, interweaving with each other to form a wheel-shaped magic treasure with the sword tips pointing outward and the sword hilts connected in a circle. Then, they spun rapidly and crashed into Yu Tianwan.

Yu Tianwan's expression turned stern, and he was about to dodge. Suddenly, the two Core Formation cultivators behind him attacked. One summoned a red ribbon, sealing off his retreat like a fiery cloud. The other threw three white bone claws, grabbing towards his back from the left, right, and top directions.

"Break!" A flash of lightning appeared in Yu Tianwan's eyes. He quickly pushed his hands outward, and the freezing Qi around him suddenly exploded. The power of ice that had been laid out at some point burst open, shooting towards Sun Zelin and the other two.

The three retreated several feet together, summoning defensive magic treasures to block in front of them. At the same time, relying on their divine sense to sense the location of the attacking magic treasures, they continuously cast spells to continue driving the attack.

Yu Tianwan flipped his hand and patted his chest, activating the mid-grade high-quality Vajra Talisman that he had already held in his hand. Then, he pushed the bronze square shield hard towards Sun Zelin's wheel-shaped magic treasure.

The two collided head-on, and the bronze square shield exploded instantly, with fragments splashing in all directions. The momentum of the wheel-shaped magic treasure was slightly reduced, but the rotational force was still strong.

At this moment, a burst of sound suddenly came from one side of the wheel-shaped magic treasure, and its direction of flight changed instantly, actually crashing towards the Core Formation cultivator on Yu Tianwan's left rear.

It turned out that the Frost Sword Qi that had been stained by the two flying swords on the wheel-shaped magic treasure when they were entangled with the Frost Sword was detonated. Although the power was very small, at this critical moment, it forcibly twisted the direction of the wheel-shaped magic treasure by a large angle.

The Core Formation cultivator on the left was controlling the defensive magic treasure, shielding against the sky-filled bronze fragments. He did not expect that Sun Zelin's ultimate weapon would attack him.

There was no time to dodge. He could only forcibly raise a mouthful of mana, pushing the defensive magic treasure forward, while he retreated rapidly.

With a "bang," this person's defensive magic treasure could not withstand the blow of the wheel-shaped magic treasure, and it immediately shattered like a lump of dry mud hitting a giant rock.

The momentum of the wheel-shaped magic treasure slowed down, but it still flew forward. Taking advantage of this pause, this person flipped over and flashed to the side, finally letting the frightening ultimate weapon pass.

"Fire Junior Brother, be careful!"

"Be careful, retreat quickly!"

Before this person could feel fortunate, two shouts of "be careful" were uttered almost simultaneously. Before he could react, he felt a sharp pain in his neck and lost consciousness.

When the wheel-shaped magic treasure changed direction and crashed into this person, Yu Tianwan followed closely behind the wheel-shaped magic treasure, using the Vajra Talisman to withstand the splashing magic treasure fragments. Taking advantage of this person's dodge, he quickly drew his sword and killed him.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. The other two were unable to rescue him at all, watching helplessly as Yu Tianwan killed one of their own in a one-against-three situation.

Sun Zelin's eyes were bloodshot, filled with anger. He could almost imagine the expression of the person watching the battle, and the word that he might spit out at any time: "Waste!"

"Where are you going!" he roared, and the wheel-shaped magic treasure started again, killing towards Yu Tianwan like a whirlwind.

The other person followed closely behind, his face a little pale, and it was impossible to tell whether he was angry or scared.

Yu Tianwan had seized the initiative and had already flown dozens of feet away, so he was not afraid of the wheel-shaped magic treasure's pursuit. If Sun Zelin wanted to catch up with him, he would have to take back the magic treasure, otherwise it would eventually run out of energy.

And once the magic treasure was taken back, it would revert to five flying swords, and when attacking again, it would have to be reassembled. This was a flaw.

However, his purpose was not to fight the two to the death. With his strength, it would be almost impossible to injure his opponents again if they were on guard. He was now just a pawn, a pawn to lure out flaws and seize the initiative.

He was confident that his guess was correct. If Tianmoyuan wanted to obtain information as soon as possible, attacking him would be the most appropriate. Although there were always six Core Formation cultivators from the Xuantian Sect stationed at Shumishan, they were only at the early stage of cultivation and always focused on cultivation, unlike himself who often managed sect affairs.

This time, one of the Core Formation cultivators stationed at the seal was rotated, and he took this opportunity to go to Shumishan alone under this name. As long as Tianmoyuan got the news, they would likely regard this as an opportunity. Now that Core Formation level cultivators had already taken action, was the Nascent Soul Real Person nearby?

Yu Tianwan's mind was racing. It would be unwise to turn back and fight at this time, because he did not have absolute strength. Actively seeking battle was either courting death or serving other purposes, which would inevitably arouse suspicion.

If he fled blindly, he would not be able to escape in the end with the two Core Formation cultivators chasing after him relentlessly. At this time, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought of a very simple but practical method, which was to accelerate his escape towards Liuyun City.

Thinking of this, he did not hesitate to take out a mid-grade high-quality Wind Riding Talisman from his storage bracelet, slapping it on his leg. His speed immediately increased by 60%, like a wisp of green smoke, instantly widening the distance between him and the two behind him.

Sun Zelin's eyes were about to split, and he was about to take out a Wind Riding Talisman to compete with him. At this moment, a long vine, like a flying dragon, swept across the sky from several miles east of the group, tying Yu Tianwan, who was speeding along, tightly.

Sun Zelin quietly sighed, knowing that the Real Person had taken action, and he had lost the opportunity to make up for his mistakes. This time, he would completely fail to win a good impression in front of this Real Person.

"Crack!" Suddenly, a flash of lightning appeared, breaking through the clear sky and striking the place where the long vine flew out from.

Sun Zelin was immediately stunned and shouted, "Daytime Heavenly Lightning! What's going on?"

"How dare you, you brat! Hmph—" A furious voice sounded at the place of the lightning strike, followed by intense fighting sounds.

In an instant, the earth shook and the mountains swayed, and strange phenomena appeared in the sky, sometimes thunder and fire burning the sky, sometimes torrential rain pouring down, sometimes strong winds sweeping the ground, sometimes heavy snow falling, sometimes giant rocks shaking the mountains, sometimes long swords clashing, sometimes floods rushing, sometimes ten thousand trees flying into the sky.

After another half a quarter of an hour, a young scholar wearing a red cloak and a seven-star crown soared into the sky, escaping like a streak of blood, bringing a sound that pierced the sky.

Sun Zelin and the other person were struck by lightning. They looked at each other, each taking out a mid-grade high-quality Wind Riding Talisman, activating them, and running away in different directions.

They saw clearly that the escaping scholar was Chu Tianxiong, the Tianmoyuan Nascent Soul Stage cultivator who had come to Shumishan to preside over all affairs. He was obviously severely injured and on the verge of death, so he used the Blood Light Escape, which had extremely serious consequences.

After two breaths, a Taoist with white hair and a red face, wearing a gray Taoist robe, flew into the sky, looking at the blood light that had become a red dot in the distance, and shook his head unwillingly, muttering, "He was willing to self-detonate such a precious spiritual treasure. He's a ruthless character!"

He gently lifted his foot and crossed several miles in one step, quickly arriving next to Yu Tianwan, reaching out and stroking, grabbing the long vine: "Well, it's still a top-quality magic treasure, the Immortal Binding Vine, not bad, not bad."

Saying that, he stuffed the long vine to Yu Tianwan, who was standing up and about to salute: "Don't be polite. You risked your life to lure out the great enemy, so this is for you, consider it a reward."

"Real Person, how is it? I was bound just now, and my divine sense was restricted, so I don't know the outcome of the battle!" Yu Tianwan insisted on finishing the salute before hurriedly asking.

This gray-robed Taoist was Qi Tianxiang, the Xuantian Sect Nascent Soul Real Person.

"Severely injured, I guess. Without a hundred years of secluded cultivation and miraculous pills to repair the foundation, I'm afraid he won't be able to recover his cultivation." Qi Tianxiang said lightly, his tone revealing some dissatisfaction.

Just now, relying on a unique skill of concealing aura that he had painstakingly cultivated for hundreds of years, he lurked beside the battlefield. At the moment when the Tianmoyuan Nascent Soul Real Person revealed his position, he launched a surprise attack, relying on the magical treasure Heavenly Lightning Halberd, using the most skilled and most powerful Divine Firmament Heavenly Lightning, succeeding in one strike, and continuously using killing moves. Seeing that he was about to kill his opponent, the other party actually detonated his natal spiritual treasure at the risk of serious injury, forcing him back, and then forcibly escaped using the Blood Shadow Escape, which had extremely strong sequelae, causing the victory that was at hand to be ruined. How could he not be filled with regret!

"Haha, the Real Person's attack is indeed extraordinary. A Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator was crippled just like that. We can be considered to have gained a great advantage!" Yu Tianwan was overjoyed, never expecting the results to be so amazing.

Qi Tianxiang waved his hand casually, and a silver flying boat appeared beside the two of them. This was a high-level Wind Riding Vehicle that could travel 500,000 miles a day.

He said in a deep voice, "Let's go, rush to Shumishan within half a day and catch those demonic brats by surprise. Then, rush into the secret realm and eliminate that 'Mustard Seed Space' before the Tianmoyuan reinforcements arrive!"

His eyes were clear, reflecting the white clouds in the sky, appearing firm and determined.