Chapter 99 Combat

"Haha, Cao Nanxing, it's been twenty years since we last met. It seems you haven't made any progress at all."

He Qiguan laughed loudly and waved the magic weapon in his hand.

Then, the animal patterns on the back of his long sword all came to life.

"roar!"

After a series of roars, these patterns transformed into real monsters, which lunged at Cao Nanxing.

"Boring!"

Cao Nanxing snorted, and the next moment their surroundings changed, transforming into a summer landscape of mountains and rivers.

Xu Yuanlang quietly climbed to the top of Bright Peak, without using any spiritual power, relying solely on his physical strength.

Normally, he wouldn't dare to resort to such underhanded tactics.

After all, Foundation Establishment cultivators have amazing perception. However, since the two Foundation Establishment cultivators were fighting to the death and focusing all their attention on each other, their perception of the outside world was naturally weakened. That's why he dared to take the risk.

"If there were auspicious energy on the mountaintop, each of my natal magic weapons would be infused with at least three of the five elements' energy."

In other words, each of his natal magical artifacts could take shape, and if the five elements were in harmony, he would be even more confident in breaking through to the Foundation Establishment realm.

He couldn't help but imagine the future when a large rock suddenly crashed down from the mountaintop.

He quickly let go and leaped three zhang away like a monkey, grabbing the edge of a slightly protruding rock. Suddenly, his finger stung, and he knew without looking that it had pierced his flesh.

But before he could even receive treatment, the large rock nearly grazed his body and crashed into the valley.

The broken stones fell on him, making him wince in pain.

Fearing discovery, he had no choice but to endure the excruciating pain, quickly bandage himself, and continue climbing.

"Someone has gone up the mountain!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from the foot of the mountain. Xu Yuanlang felt his blood run cold. How could he have been discovered despite being so careful?

"Don't let them go up the mountain, kill them!"

As the shouts of battle rang out, Xu Yuanlang was surprised to find that the target did not seem to be him. He quietly hid and looked toward the source of the sound.

It's Zhang Qing! This guy is currently fleeing up the mountain in a sorry state, with Yu Laojiu and his men behind him.

Hong Laoda's group's goal was the Mingxia Fruit, while his goal was the Fuguang Qi. Therefore, after killing Wen Lin, they parted ways.

The two sides are not aiming at the same goal, but now they are chasing and fleeing, and they will meet on Bright Peak sooner or later. Since that's the case, they can't just slowly climb up.

"There are several groups of people on Bright Peak now, and the spiritual energy is extremely chaotic, so even if I use my spiritual energy, I won't be discovered."

Thinking of this, he immediately channeled his spiritual power into his hands and feet, and in the next moment, endless power burst forth from them.

"boom!"

With a slight effort, he leaped more than ten feet away and then quickly headed towards the mountaintop.

"It's him!"

Zhang Qing fled in a panic, but then he suddenly saw a familiar figure. His spirits lifted, and he immediately harbored evil intentions.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, Fellow Daoist Xu, come quickly and help us deal with these pursuers."

Xu Yuanlang's running figure jerked, and then he quickly accelerated.

"That fellow Daoist is a Foundation Establishment expert from the Xu family. You are truly courting death."

Zhang Qing gave a fierce warning to the cultivators behind him, and the people who were chasing him slowed down.

"Turns out he's a big fish. You guys keep chasing this kid, I'll take care of that family cultivator."

Yu Laojiu spoke with a grin, then waved his hand, and his men swarmed after Zhang Qing.

He knew exactly what Zhang Qing was thinking—it was nothing more than using someone else to do his dirty work. But he didn't care at all. In his eyes, Xu Yuanlang was only at the eighth level of Qi Refining and couldn't change the course of the battle.

"Damn it!"

Xu Yuanlang was seething with hatred. The saying "better to die than to die" is truly a famous warning in the cultivation world.

He glanced back and saw Yu Laojiu leisurely following behind him, looking like he had him completely under his thumb.

"Zhang Qing, don't let me run into you, or I'll never forgive you, you bastard."

After cursing, he focused his attention and began frantically rushing towards areas with complex terrain and rugged roads, hoping to shake off Yu Laojiu's pursuit.

However, the other party was a cultivator who had managed to survive a failed breakthrough and possessed extremely solid cultivation. No matter how fast he increased his speed, the other party kept close behind.

It's like a stubborn plaster that you just can't shake off.

"We have to kill him!"

Thinking of this, he looked up and saw a stream flowing among the rocks in front of him, and a plan immediately came to mind.

He rushed toward the ditch, and Yu Laojiu, seeing his actions, did not find it strange and went in as well.

"Emerald bamboos—reaching high above the clouds!"

The moment he stepped into the ditch, countless bamboo roots suddenly sprouted from the cracks in the rocks like tentacles. Realizing something was wrong, Yu Laojiu immediately took out the magic weapon that made him famous.

"Blood-Transforming Blade - A Hundred Ghosts Chasing Souls!"

A crimson scimitar cleaved out, and countless vengeful ghosts and spirits howled and roared behind it. The tough bamboo roots seemed to be of no use at this moment, and were suddenly cut off by the scimitar, splitting the entire mountain rock in two.

Xu Yuanlang suddenly felt a sharp pain in his liver, a result of the backlash from the severe damage his wood-type natal magic weapon had suffered.

However, he had already made preparations. He swallowed the pill he had prepared in advance. His natal magic weapon, Fuyun Chang, had withered, but Xu Yuanlang still used his last bit of strength to force the bamboo leaves to dance like a vortex.

Blocking Yu Laojiu's view, Yu Laojiu didn't even glance at the blade-like sharp leaves, directly protecting his vitals as he crashed into them.

"Vermilion Bird - A Thousand Trees of Flowers!"

The moment Yu Laojiu crashed through the bamboo leaves, a blazing pillar of flame suddenly struck. Yu Laojiu narrowed his eyes slightly, raised the Blood-Transforming Blade in his hand, and slashed down fiercely with the force of splitting Mount Hua.

"Blood-Transforming Blade - Soul-Stealing Blade!"

The crimson blade struck the pillar of light, instantly severing it. The bright red pillar of light, as if stained with blood, became murky.

At that moment, Fu Yun Chang transformed into a beam of azure light and flew into his body.

"Young man, to have such cultivation at the eighth level of Qi Refining, and also possess two natal magic weapons of wood and fire, is quite unexpected."

Unfortunately, the outcome of a battle between cultivators ultimately depends on their level of cultivation.

Yu Laojiu looked at the pillar of light he had shattered with a smug expression.

"Have you said enough?!"

Xu Yuanlang looked at him coldly, then snorted. Yu Laojiu was shocked and then saw that the pillar of light he had shattered was emitting light.