Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

Since he didn't have a wide array of spells and magical treasures, Zhang Yuanjing decided to use the simplest and most direct method: smash the enemy in front of him.

Zhao Fenglei's Yin-Yang school of cultivation always emphasized setting up formations first, then gaining momentum, advancing slowly, and applying pressure layer by layer to form an irreversible, magnificent shape and momentum, ultimately achieving victory in battle.

Zhang Yuanjing had fought Song Tao and others in the arena before, and Zhao Fenglei had watched those fights. Therefore, he had come prepared this time. As the sand fell, he summoned dozens of cyan jade tiles and attached them to his body, transforming them into armor.

However, he hadn't expected Zhang Yuanjing to suddenly launch a fierce attack and arrive right in front of him. He quickly retracted the formation flags, exchanged them for a three-colored longsword, and swung it at Zhang Yuanjing.

Zhang Yuanjing activated the擎天诀 (Qingtian Art), spreading the power of thick earth throughout his body, and covered his fist with the Source Stone, heavily smashing it onto the three-colored sword.

"Clang!"

The longsword bent, directly threatening Zhao Fenglei's face.

Zhao Fenglei's mana surged out like a tide, trying to push the longsword away. However, the power transmitted from Zhang Yuanjing's fist was terrifying. Even with his mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation, he couldn't withstand it at all.

Reacting quickly, he tossed the longsword aside and moved sideways like a spinning whirlwind, shifting several yards away.

Zhang Yuanjing charged forward, his mountain-heavy fist relentlessly pursuing Zhao Fenglei.

At this moment, Ape Thirteen was already engaged in battle with Gu Yu. Gu Yu belonged to the military strategists' school, specializing in charging and breaking through enemy lines. He was a worthy opponent for Ape Thirteen, and they fought to a standstill.

Under the cover of the sand, the other two, Jin Andao, waved his hand, releasing more than thirty two-foot-tall puppet automatons. They were all made of black iron, with gears for feet, and wielded knives and axes, moving quickly. Under the shroud of mud and sand, they searched for Zhang Yuanjing's whereabouts.

Yun Song Taoist, with a sword protecting himself, continuously threw eight different-colored spiritual talismans around him. These talismans were different from ordinary ones, seemingly setting up a formation.

Outside the sand formation, Guo Songtao and the cultivator with the Gu surname stood together, releasing three swords above their heads, while the latter had already released the remaining insect beast, directing it to find Zhang Yuanjing's exact location from underground.

Zhao Fenglei retrieved another magical treasure, still a longsword, and summoned it into the air, slashing down at Zhang Yuanjing's head, while he himself quickly dodged.

Zhang Yuanjing relentlessly pursued, directly using his fist to defend against the incoming flying sword, while simultaneously creating more mud and sand.

"Boom!"

A loud explosion came from the western side of the sand formation, and the sand and stones within a twenty-three-yard radius suddenly disappeared.

Zhang Yuanjing was startled and glanced over, discovering that the commotion was caused by Yun Song Taoist. The eight spiritual talismans he had summoned were connected to each other, forming a special formation that cleared the sand and mud within the formation in an instant and prevented the outside mud and sand from spreading into it.

Moreover, this spiritual talisman formation could move, clearing away more sand and mud.

This commotion undoubtedly attracted the attention of the other five. Zhao Fenglei quickly swept towards Yun Song Taoist's location.

Zhang Yuanjing's expression darkened, and he made a decision in an instant. With a great magic seal in his hand, he solidified all the mud, sand, and stones around Zhao Fenglei.

Zhao Fenglei's movements immediately became sluggish. Zhang Yuanjing, who had been chasing from behind, flew up and slammed a fierce and unmatched punch at his back.

"Boom!"

The jade tile armor shattered into pieces under Zhang Yuanjing's mountain-heavy fist, its color turning pale.

Zhao Fenglei's face turned pale, feeling that all his internal organs had been shattered. He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of dark red blood.

As the mud, sand, and stones condensed, Jin Andao and Yun Song, except for Ape Thirteen and Gu Yu, who were still engaged in a fierce battle, discovered the flaws in the sand formation and easily broke out using magical treasures to clear the way.

Looking back, they saw that the wind, sand, and mud that had originally covered more than two hundred yards were now only gathered in two places, each covering an area of twenty to thirty yards. They could clearly see that fierce battles were taking place inside, with mud and sand splashing outwards from the impact of mana from time to time.

"Fellow Daoist Guo, how do we break the formation?" Jin Andao remained calm and asked Guo Songtao, who was beside him.

Guo Songtao pointed to the cultivator with the Gu surname and said, "Fellow Daoist Gu has a shapeshifting insect beast that is good at burrowing underground. It is searching for Zhang Yuanjing's location underground. If it finds him, let the insect beast restrain him. We will clear the sand and soil from the outside. Yun Daoist's talisman formation was very useful just now, so please put in a little more effort!"

Yun Song Taoist nodded, selected a nearby clump of mud and sand, surrounded it with spiritual talismans, and pushed it forward.

"Ba Ba Ba..."

Crisp collision sounds were endless, and the sand formation continued to shrink, quickly revealing the two figures fighting fiercely inside.

As soon as Jin Andao and Yun Song escaped, Zhang Yuanjing sensed it. Knowing that the situation was urgent and there was no time to hesitate, he used the Earth-Covering Mountain technique with all his strength, using the mud, sand, and stones gathered around him and Zhao Fenglei as a foundation to condense a mountain of earth to suppress them.

The jade tiles covering Zhao Fenglei's body had all been shattered, and he took out a golden shield, but the grade of this item was obviously not as good as the jade tiles. When the suddenly appearing earth mountain pressed down, it couldn't withstand it for even a breath and fell onto him, relying on his mana to barely protect him.

At this moment, a snake-like beast head emerged from the ground, opening its long mouth to bite at Zhang Yuanjing's crotch.

Zhang Yuanjing was also under the earth mountain, enduring strong pressure. The timing of this insect beast's surprise attack was accurate and ruthless.

Zhang Yuanjing snorted coldly, and the force on his shoulders was guided through his body and struck into the ground from his feet.

"Bang!"

A collision sound came from the earth, and the outstretched beast head screamed and quickly retracted.

He continued to punch, incorporating the weight of the earth mountain he was bearing into the Source Stone.

Zhao Fenglei tried his best, but under the pressure of the earth mountain, he could only barely move a few steps before Zhang Yuanjing's fist solidly hit the golden shield.

"Crack!"

The golden shield shattered in response, and the force of the heavy punch continued unabated, hitting Zhao Fenglei's chest.

At the critical moment, Zhao Fenglei slapped a powerful spiritual talisman on his body, and thick black ice immediately covered his entire body.

Zhang Yuanjing retracted his fist and smashed again, and the black ice made a loud bang, but other than dropping some ice fragments, it didn't break.

Of course, Zhao Fenglei didn't feel good either. The force penetrated the black ice armor and shook his body, making him feel that his internal organs had all shifted.

At this time, several powerful magical treasures suddenly bombarded the earth mountain together, destroying half of the top. The entire earth mountain suddenly lightened, and Zhao Fenglei quickly moved to escape from under the mountain.

How could Zhang Yuanjing let go of such an opportunity? He took a few steps closer, took out a thin and narrow ruler-long bone shard from his storage bracelet, and stabbed it into Zhao Fenglei's back.

"Puff!"

Like stabbing soft mud, the bone shard easily pierced through the black ice and pierced into Zhao Fenglei's body.

Zhao Fenglei let out a muffled groan, filled with surprise and disbelief, unable to believe that he would die here.

He tried hard to look back, wanting to see what kind of fierce thing it was that could penetrate the high-grade black ice armor talisman with one strike, but in just an instant, the bone shard had sucked dry the blood from his heart and devoured all his vitality.

He fell powerlessly, his breath cut off.