Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

Returning to the Spirit Peak Retreat, Zhang Yuanjing gave instructions to Yu Tianwan, Lu Tianying, and others, then set off north with Luo Yuanhao.

After several months of travel, they arrived near the Ink Bamboo Mountain Manor. From afar, they could see the manor gates wide open, with cultivators constantly entering and exiting. Among these cultivators were many at the Core Formation stage, all unfamiliar faces.

Zhang Yuanjing's heart sank. He knew that the people from the Heavenly Dao Sect and Jixia Academy had arrived much faster than expected.

Years ago, to cope with potential crises, the Xuan Tian Sect had withdrawn its surrounding strongholds. Important strongholds like the Ink Bamboo Mountain Manor were left to be managed by affiliated forces. These forces were instructed to only temporarily manage the area and, in the event of a strong enemy, to retreat, seal the mountain, or evacuate as the situation warranted, while also sending someone to report.

Therefore, in recent years, there had been no Core Formation cultivators in the Ink Bamboo Mountain Manor. The Core Formation cultivators appearing now could only be the invading enemy.

The location of the Ink Bamboo Mountain Manor was quite special. A large spiritual vein ran underground, one of the main veins of the Heavenly Mandate Mountain's large spiritual node. Under the Splattered Ink Mountain Range, this large spiritual vein was buried relatively shallowly. To prevent malicious destruction by enemies, after the Xuan Tian Sect weakened, they established the Ink Bamboo Mountain Manor here, garrisoned by affiliated forces, with the sect sending cultivators to inspect it regularly.

For the enemy to reach Heavenly Mandate Mountain and occupy the Ink Bamboo Mountain Manor so quickly, they had clearly scouted the area thoroughly, intending to destroy the Xuan Tian Sect's large spiritual node from this location, undermining it at its foundation.

Zhang Yuanjing first led Luo Yuanhao southeast, found the hiding place near Two Dragon Mountain that Xiao Yousong had previously used, and had him wait there. Then, he hurried towards the Ink Bamboo Mountain Manor.

"Yuanjing, Zhang San only detected the aura of one Nascent Soul cultivator, and it's not very strong, perhaps only at the early Nascent Soul stage," Zhang San said as they approached within a hundred miles of the Ink Bamboo Mountain Manor.

Intending to launch a surprise attack, Zhang Yuanjing used the Earth Dividing Art to burrow into the earth, and then used "Sky Obscurity" to conceal his aura, heading towards Ink Rhythm Lake.

In the southwest of the manor, there was a depression that had been excavated into a large hole at some point, digging down nearly five to six hundred zhang.

Those working in the hole were all cultivators above the Foundation Establishment stage, and there were even two Core Formation cultivators. The leader, however, was a Foundation Establishment cultivator, someone Zhang Yuanjing knew—Cai Fengjin, a formation master from the Immortal纹 Sect.

A murderous intent flashed in Zhang Yuanjing's eyes. He quickly approached the bottom of the hole and suddenly burst out of the earth, releasing the pressure of a Nascent Soul True Person like a mountain and a sea. All the Foundation Establishment cultivators, including Cai Fengjin, were suppressed to the ground without any resistance. Only the two Core Formation cultivators struggled desperately, shouting loudly.

"Who dares to launch a sneak attack on the cultivators under the jurisdiction of the Affairs Hall!" A sharp shout came from the manor, but it was clearly tinged with panic.

Zhang Yuanjing stirred up the mud, trapping all the cultivators. Just as he was about to kill Cai Fengjin directly, he saw a layer of red light spontaneously emerge from the man's body, actually separating his Mud Swamp technique.

At the same time, several spiritual talismans flickered under his feet, seemingly teleportation talismans.

Zhang Yuanjing was furious. He pressed down with his magic power, using this man as the center, and detonated all the mud and sand.

"Boom!"

Cai Fengjin was reduced to dust the moment the explosion occurred. The remaining cultivators, whether Foundation Establishment or Core Formation, were all torn apart, dying a gruesome death.

Even so, the spiritual talismans under Cai Fengjin's feet were still intact and successfully activated, turning into a ball of white light that teleported some of the severed limbs to an unknown location.

Zhang Yuanjing flew up and met the Nascent Soul cultivator flying through the air.

"Who are you, you scoundrel! How dare you, as a True Person, sneak attack Foundation Establishment juniors! It's truly shameful!" The newcomer was furious, questioning sharply.

This person looked young, with delicate features almost sculpted, very handsome, but his eyes were full of ferocity, with deep-set eye sockets, upturned corners, and pupils as black as a bottomless cold pool, exuding a bone-chilling coldness.

Zhang Yuanjing was too lazy to waste words with him and immediately used the Earth Covering Mountain Art, condensing a mud and sand formation nearly two hundred zhang in radius, enveloping the person.

"You are—Zhang Yuanjing!" The person's expression tightened. He abruptly twisted his body and quickly retreated.

Zhang Yuanjing remained silent, carrying the sky full of mud and sand, chasing closely behind.

That person was not good at flying either, and his speed was only slightly faster than Zhang Yuanjing's. He was chased shamelessly for several miles, and he couldn't save face. He took out a sword, mobilizing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth like a rainstorm, sweeping towards him.

Zhang Yuanjing was worried that this person would escape without making a move. Seeing that he finally counterattacked, he was overjoyed. He released the Source Stone and struck the person.

This person had obviously heard of Zhang Yuanjing's stone and didn't dare to be careless. He quickly retreated, fleeing again.

However, the moment he attacked, Zhang Yuanjing had closed the distance by dozens of zhang. The Source Stone shot out, and it was about ten zhang behind him.

This person sacrificed a spiritual treasure, a cloth bag, which suddenly covered the stone.

This move was unexpected, obviously prepared. Zhang Stone didn't have time to react and was caught accurately, trapped in the bag.

The Nascent Soul cultivator was overjoyed. He waved his sword backhand, drawing three water dragons, crashing into the mud and sand formation.

Zhang Yuanjing ignored Zhang Stone, flipped the surrounding mud and sand, covering the Nascent Soul cultivator.

This person didn't care. He changed his magic, first condensing a water armor, covering his body, and then drawing several streams of water to wash away the mud and sand, clearing a space of more than ten zhang in radius.

Zhang Yuanjing drew out the bone blade and struck the Nascent Soul cultivator. The bone blade used the mud and sand to conceal itself, quickly approaching the person. Within ten zhang, it flashed past, beheading him with a single blow in an instant.

His eyes were wide open, unable to imagine that he would die at Zhang Yuanjing's hands in such a simple and crude way.

In the Splattered Ink Mountain Range, there were still some Core Formation cultivators watching, hoping that their Nascent Soul cultivator could defeat the enemy. However, the battle had just begun and ended suddenly. They were so frightened that they fled in a hurry.

Zhang Yuanjing collected the Nascent Soul cultivator's Sumeru Ring, broke the divine sense and magic power imprints, glanced at it casually, and put it into the pouch at his waist.

At this time, the Source Stone had broken through the cloth bag spiritual treasure and flew back into Zhang Yuanjing's body. The cloth bag spiritual treasure could be large or small, and the Source Stone was bound by it no matter how it changed. But its grade was not high after all. When the Source Stone extended to more than ten zhang and repeatedly expanded and contracted, the item couldn't withstand it and broke open. Even so, it had trapped the Source Stone for several breaths. If its grade was higher, it would definitely be able to restrain the Source Stone for a long time. This needs to be paid attention to, and cannot be taken lightly.

Zhang Yuanjing flew to the deep pit and took out the "Dragon Seeking Jade" taken from Ge Yang to explore the spiritual veins in the ground. In just a few breaths, he identified the depth of the large spiritual vein below. From this pit down, he only needed to dig another two thousand six hundred zhang to reach the spiritual vein.

Zhang Yuanjing sighed softly and turned to leave. The depth and direction of the large spiritual vein were naturally formed. Although they could also be changed by means of the situation lineage in the formation, they could only be followed and not reversed.

He fled north, heading straight for Heavenly Mandate Mountain. Along the way, if he encountered cultivators from the Central and Eastern Domains, all those at or below the Core Formation stage would be killed without exception.

When he approached the sect, he used the Earth Dividing Art to hide in the earth and travel. When he was a thousand miles away from Heavenly Mandate Mountain, he saw spiritual treasures flashing red, white, black, and green lights in the sky from afar, engaged in fierce battle.

Zhang Yuanjing felt very strange: Clearly, they have the means of the Myriad Realms Pot, why not use it directly, but risk the sect being broken, and fight with the opponent? Could it be that the jade pot given by the Myriad Realms Pot is useless?

His heart sank, and he quickly burrowed into the earth, heading towards the mountain gate.