Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

The Burning Sun Mountain disciples were dumbfounded, almost frozen in place.

Zhou Tianbao and the middle-aged scholar retrieved their magical artifacts that had been blasted away by the immense force. Seeing Zhang Yuanjing wielding his chains like a whirlwind, his entire body protected by powerful defenses, leaving no openings, they could only gather their strength and wait for an opportunity.

The young man surnamed Kuai secretly breathed a sigh of relief. His slightly slower reaction had allowed him to avoid the misfortune of having his magical artifact smashed by the chains. He had narrowly escaped a disaster. Otherwise, his spirit would have been greatly damaged by the flying swords, and his cultivation, even his path to immortality, would have been affected.

Zhang Yuanjing didn't know how many times he had smashed, until he felt the chains' power completely dissipate. Then, with a forceful pull, he tore the chains apart, turning them into a pile of scrap metal.

A look of horror flashed in Zhou Tianbao's eyes, but Zhang Yuanjing's dominance completely ignited his ferocity. He roared fiercely, "Junior Brother Kuai, control the gourd! The rest of you, restrain him! Kill him!"

He and the middle-aged scholar attacked together, each with three swords. His three flying swords were all a ghostly blue color, specializing in attacking the empty spaces around Zhang Yuanjing. Each strike released a faint aura of freezing air. This man, who came from Burning Sun Mountain, actually excelled in ice-based techniques.

The middle-aged scholar's three swords were all wood-attributed, which countered Zhang Yuanjing's earth techniques. They released wooden power within the earth walls and earth prisons, destroying them. However, his realm and cultivation were inferior to Zhang Yuanjing's, making it difficult to break through.

The sturdy man and the fat cultivator had lost their primary magical artifacts. Although they had other backups, their quality and power were inferior to the previous ones. They could only restrain him from the outside, focusing on protecting the young man surnamed Kuai.

The long-faced cultivator had lost his chains and looked somewhat dejected. The two magical artifacts he summoned, a short knife and a bell, were both of the insidious and stealthy type, which annoyed Zhang Yuanjing.

Seeing that the young man surnamed Kuai was about to use the ink jade gourd again, Zhang Yuanjing erected the Quicksand Formation, but only covered fifty feet around himself to make the formation tighter and stronger.

He looked back at Yu Hanyan's figure several times, seeing that although she was like a swaying leaf under the attacks of those sword energies, and her aura fluctuated, she always maintained the integrity of the illusion. He thought she could still hold on, so he maintained his strategy and continued to entangle with his opponents, keeping the situation unchanged.

"Boom!"

The ink jade gourd once again released a powerful stream of fire, breaking through the Quicksand Formation and ultimately colliding with the golden light cast by the Geng Metal Primordial Qi slip.

With the destruction of the sand formation, the six people once again urged multiple magical artifacts, launching a fierce attack on Zhang Yuanjing. Zhang Yuanjing relied on his strong mana to respond with earth prisons, earth defenses, and two defensive magical artifacts. Once he felt strained, he would release the Quicksand Technique again.

After repeating this several times, his mana was greatly depleted, but the young man surnamed Kuai was even more不堪. His handsome face was extremely pale, obviously overexerted and unable to continue.

After a fierce battle, the Burning Sun Mountain disciples switched to the fat cultivator to activate the ink jade gourd. This man's cultivation technique was also fire-attributed, which was compatible with this magical artifact. However, judging from the power released by the magical artifact, his control was far inferior to that of the young man surnamed Kuai. As a result, Zhang Yuanjing found it much easier to deal with.

After a long and inconclusive battle, Zhou Tianbao showed a look of anxiety. The middle-aged scholar suddenly transmitted a message, saying something unknown. Zhou Tianbao's eyes lit up, and he shouted to the fat cultivator, the sturdy man, and the long-faced cultivator, "Junior Brother Dongfang, Junior Brother Gou, Junior Brother Yu, attack the illusion beneath the rock!"

The three were slightly stunned when they heard this, then immediately understood and urged their magical artifacts to abandon Zhang Yuanjing and attack Yu Hanyan, who was undergoing the trial.

Zhang Yuanjing originally thought this was useless and would only provoke a strong counterattack from the sword energy in the giant rock.

Unexpectedly, the giant rock did not release sword energy to block these magical artifacts, but instead launched a more violent attack on Yu Hanyan in the illusory space.

Zhang Yuanjing immediately understood the reason. The giant rock did not consider the incoming magical artifacts as interference to the trial, but as a kind of assistance. Therefore, it directly applied the punishment to the cultivator undergoing the trial.

He was furious, but he knew that it was not yet time to kill. Before Yu Hanyan completed the trial, he could not attract the attention of nearby Nascent Soul cultivators.

He released the quicksand, moved quickly, and approached within a hundred feet of the giant rock. He did not stop, but continued to move forward, until the sword energy rushing towards him increased twenty-fold, and his body felt intense pain, before he stopped. At this time, he was only seventy feet away from the giant rock.

This undoubtedly subjected him to a frenzied attack from the sword energy, but the greatly enhanced sword energy also constantly repelled the magical artifacts harassing Yu Hanyan from behind.

Zhou Tianbao smiled sinisterly, "Overestimating yourself, daring to withstand the tyranny of the sword energy and fight against us. Even if you are the strongest in the Golden Core realm, you are not enough! Junior Brother Dongfang, drive the gourd and attack the illusion of the trial! The rest of you, attack him with all your strength, don't give him a chance to breathe."

Zhang Yuanjing circulated the Soaring Sky Art, strengthening his bones, facing the rock and backing away step by step. With each step, the attacking sword energy became stronger. He quietly took the black mud substance to resist the sword energy, while relying on the repeated impact of the sword energy to refine the substance.

"Boom!"

A stream of fire rushed out of the ink jade gourd, forcefully breaking through the torrent of sword energy and heading straight for the illusory space where Yu Hanyan was located.

Zhang Yuanjing was prepared. He waved the Heavy Earth Calligraphy Sword, connecting three earth prisons in front of the fire stream. At the same time, he quickly retreated more than ten feet, causing the sword energy to double again.

The fire stream was slightly slowed by the earth prisons.

When the earth prisons were quickly destroyed under the combined attack of the fire stream and the sword energy, the already more powerful sword energy launched a painful attack on the fire stream. Countless powerful sword energies surged forward, continuously impacting the fire stream. Before long, the fire stream was completely destroyed.

At this time, Zhang Yuanjing was less than sixty feet away from the giant rock. This distance was almost the limit that his body could withstand.

Among the Burning Sun Sect disciples' magical artifacts, there were some that could resist the sword energy and kill Zhang Yuanjing, but most of them were at the end of their rope.

Zhou Tianbao, relying on his profound profound skills, tried several times to drive his flying sword to break through the stream of sword energy and kill Zhang Yuanjing, but was easily blocked by Zhang Yuanjing's earth defense.

He looked at the middle-aged cultivator, who shook his head helplessly. It was rare to see someone like Zhang Yuanjing who could use his body to withstand the sword energy.

"Senior Brother Zhou, let me use the Little Burning Sun Pearl!" The young man surnamed Kuai stared at Zhang Yuanjing, who was standing under the giant rock in the fierce sword energy, with a cold killing intent flashing in his eyes.

"No!" Zhou Tianbao flatly denied the proposal, transmitting a message, "The Little Burning Sun Pearl is extremely powerful and will definitely attract nearby Nascent Soul cultivators. Let's wait and see what happens to the person undergoing the trial. If she fails, we will ignore her. If she succeeds, Junior Brother Kuai, immediately throw a Little Burning Sun Pearl at this Yuan Daoren, striving for a single hit to kill, and then go grab the opportunity of the person undergoing the trial!