Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

Zhang Yuanjing, using his divine sense, saw everything clearly, and a sense of frustration arose in his heart. This person's methods were truly bizarre. Despite being only in the Nascent Soul realm, he could freely switch between reality and illusion, far exceeding his understanding.

Should he fight or flee? And how should he fight, how should he flee? He was somewhat lost, but his body continued to drill downwards unconsciously.

Another two hundred zhang down, the earth's pressure around him was like that of giant rocks pressing against every inch of his skin. Not to mention escaping, even staying still would almost suffocate him.

He had no choice but to use the Mountain Moving Art and Earth Splitting Art to transfer the surging, relentless earth force outwards, blasting it towards the upper soil layers.

As a result, the upper soil layers cracked, connecting with the previous pit, forming an even deeper and wider fissure in the earth. This alleviated the pressure and allowed Zhang Yuanjing to continue descending.

He couldn't find any trace of the rat-shaped wood carving, nor did he dare to stop. He continued to drill downwards, continuing to use the Mountain Moving Art and Earth Splitting Art to carve out earth fissures, constantly descending.

Repeating this process, after a quarter of an hour, he had reached a depth of over five thousand zhang into the earth. The fissure above had become a huge pit, its depth almost extending from the surface all the way down to here, and its width had reached over a hundred zhang.

An exhausted Zhang Yuanjing took out the black mud obtained from refining bones and swallowed it, circulating the Sky-Supporting Art to refine it, replenishing the consumption of his physical body.

He was waiting, waiting for Zhang San to complete his breakthrough. However, Lu Gong might not give him this opportunity.

Above was the dark pit, five thousand zhang away, more than thirty li. At full speed, it would take nearly twenty breaths of time to escape. Within this time, it would be enough for Lu Gong to catch up with him. However, without a life-saving method, he could only choose to gamble once.

The Yin-Yang Creation Furnace did not react, and the Yin and Yang flames showed no unusual changes. Lu Gong was probably hiding somewhere above, waiting for him to fly upwards and deliver himself into his embrace.

He held his ground, waiting for Lu Gong to approach. If he could once again force him to suddenly materialize from the illusory state, it would be enough to escape. Of course, the prerequisite was that the Yang Refining Umbrella successfully break through and protect him.

After more than twenty breaths, the sound of tribulation lightning striking came from the surface again. With the fissures above, the noise was particularly clear.

At this moment, the Yin-Yang Creation Furnace suddenly moved, the two flames stagnated, and a strong suction force was released from within, falling towards the pit wall on one side.

An object appeared, but it did not struggle. Instead, it flew swiftly along with the suction force.

The rat carving! Lu Gong!

Zhang Yuanjing threw out the bone blade, slashing towards the rat carving.

The rat carving had a wicked smile on its lips. With a slight sway, it dodged the bone blade's strike. Obviously, the Yin-Yang Creation Furnace's suction force was insignificant to it. It approached the furnace on its own accord, not because it was restrained by the furnace.

Zhang Yuanjing used his mana to guide the bone blade, controlling it to turn back and slash again. The rat carving still swayed slightly, easily dodging it.

Zhang Yuanjing didn't try again. Instead, he caught the returning bone blade, grabbed the Yin-Yang Creation Furnace with one hand, and threw it upwards, smashing it towards the rat carving.

This move was unexpected by Lu Gong. Although the rat carving also dodged it, because it was too close, it was ultimately pulled to one side by the Creation Furnace's suction force.

Zhang Yuanjing threw the bone blade out again, controlling it to slash at the rat carving.

However, this time, before the bone blade could approach, Lu Gong took the initiative to leave the rat carving. He was prepared, so his internal energy was not affected. He quickly dodged the bone blade, summoned two flying swords, and unleashed several sword lights, directly slashing at Zhang Yuanjing.

These sword lights arrived in an instant, instantly slashing onto Zhang Yuanjing's body, but they were blocked by the armor formed by the Origin Stone.

Zhang Yuanjing guided the bone blade to counterattack, but he couldn't keep up with the person's dodging speed at all. On the contrary, the sword energy he released became more and more numerous and stronger, and each time it struck Zhang Yuanjing.

Lu Gong's aura was gradually increasing. When he came out of the rat carving, his strength was far inferior to when he was on the ground. It seemed that this was a flaw in his possession technique.

Zhang Yuanjing retrieved the falling Yin-Yang Creation Furnace and the returning bone blade, and once again drilled into the earth,勉力往更深之地而去.

Each time Lu Gong appeared from a wooden carving, the wooden carving would crack on its own, becoming unusable.

These wooden carvings were definitely not items that could be made casually. From the ground to this point, three wooden carvings had already been destroyed. Even if Lu Gong had more, he wouldn't have too many. Since there was no way to escape, then he would just wear him down like this, forcing him to reveal a flaw.

Lu Gong fiercely blasted several sword energies towards the soil layer below, but this was just a useless outburst.

He swept his divine sense over the ground and saw the black umbrella quietly suspended in the dense spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Although it had not completed its breakthrough, the sound of thunder rolling in the sky was no longer heard. He knew that the tribulation was coming to an end, and he didn't have much time left.

His face was gloomy. He took out another wooden carving, in the shape of an adult, with a young and handsome appearance, dressed as a Taoist, with two swords on his back. With a flicker of his figure, he possessed it, urging the wooden carving to hide into the earth.

Every hundred zhang he descended, Zhang Yuanjing used the Mountain Moving and Earth Splitting Arts to strike and release earth force, constantly extending the earth pit and escaping downwards.

At the same time, he ingested the black mud, refining it with the earth force to replenish his body's consumption.

At six thousand zhang below, the earth force became more and more ferocious, and the burden on his body had reached its limit. Even using the Sky-Supporting Art to strengthen his body was difficult to resist. The consumption of transferring the earth force also increased exponentially, and his physical body could not keep up, so he had to stop.

The earth pit was widening as it extended due to his repeated exertion, but it also collapsed from time to time. The upper part was no longer unobstructed, and some narrow places were cut off by the fallen soil blocks.

Zhang Yuanjing had just summoned the Yin-Yang Creation Furnace and had not yet urged it to release its suction force when the wooden carving appeared from the void on its own. Lu Gong didn't hesitate at all. He directly abandoned the wooden carving and charged out from it, driving the flying sword to directly slash at Zhang Yuanjing's head.

Obviously, after this ordeal, he had already given up the idea of capturing Zhang Yuanjing alive. He wanted to quickly cut through the mess, kill him and seize the ring to confirm whether the silver lotus was hidden within it.

Zhang Yuanjing protected his body with the Origin Stone and held the bone blade, slashing at the flying sword. But this was futile. The flying sword didn't approach directly, but instead poured down like rain, bombarding and slashing at him wildly.

Zhang Shi initially endured silently, but after three breaths, he began to cry out in pain.

Lu Gong's strength recovered very quickly, and the power of the sword light was rapidly released.

If Zhang Yuanjing couldn't break through, he would definitely not be able to defend. He had no other choice but to use all his strength to maintain the stone armor formed by the Origin Stone, and braving the torrent of sword light, he forcibly rushed upwards.