Upon hearing this, Yu Hui and Zi Liao almost injured themselves while handling their magical artifacts. They exchanged a glance, inwardly groaning. How were they going to fight this battle? They couldn't afford to lose, nor could they afford to hurt anyone—this was far too difficult.
Taking advantage of the moment of the fight, Yu Hui teleported to Zi Liaodi's side and angrily transmitted his voice, "You idiot, you made them remove the shield formation, now we're in trouble."
The injustice in Zi Liao's heart...
However, having grown up with Yu Hui since childhood, he dared not speak back to his senior brother, and could only silently wield his immortal sword with impressive skill. Within a radius of ten feet, the air was instantly filled with a chilling and awe-inspiring aura.
Chicken Immortal and the others, seeing that the two had slowed their attacks, were about to increase the pressure. Suddenly, Zi Liao had another stroke of good luck, his sword energy surging forth, sending them flying in disarray. They were all furious; so this kid was pretending to be weak while actually being strong!
Of the four demon immortals, three and a half vented their anger on Zi Liao. In an instant, Zi Liao felt immense pressure and was caught off guard by the demon immortals' rapid and fierce attacks. Enraged, he roared, and his sword light doubled in size. He used every ounce of strength he had to barely withstand this round of attacks.
The strength of a veteran immortal is indeed extraordinary. With Zi Liao's sudden exertion, the four, including the Chicken Immortal, were no match for him. They made a quick decision and retreated rapidly, immediately keeping their distance.
Pig Immortal, who was hiding among them and watching the excitement, was surprised to find that his companions had fled in panic in the blink of an eye, and before him was an endless radiance, with countless sword lights flying towards him.
Pig Immortal cried out in alarm, his soul nearly leaving his body. He completely forgot Xiao Wenbing's instructions: in a life-or-death situation, one should use whatever one can get one of.
"call……"
It was as gentle as a breeze, then a flash of light and a deafening roar followed.
The Nine-Toothed Rake finally made its move amidst much anticipation.
In an instant, the wind rose, the clouds swayed, and lightning flashed and thunder roared.
The Nine-Toothed Rake was meticulously crafted by Xiao Wenbing, and the amount of earth's energy it consumed was no less than that of a genuine Xuanwu Shield. It can be said that this immortal artifact represents the highest limit he has been able to create so far.
Wind, clouds, thunder, and lightning—the power of the five elements—each sharp tooth represents a different power.
Therefore, when Pig Immortal truly unleashed this unparalleled treasure, even the space around him began to undergo strange changes.
An immense pressure converged from all directions; the power generated by this force was comparable to the might of the heavens.
The five colors representing the power of the five elements surrounded the Pig Immortal completely, no matter how dense the sword light of the Blazing Earth was, it could not harm the Pig Immortal in the slightest.
At the same time, the breeze suddenly grew stronger, seemingly creating a powerful rotating force in the air, causing the two elders of the Xuanji Sect to sway and lose their balance.
Two small thunderclouds suddenly formed in the void, with faint flashes of lightning visible. Although they were far from comparable to Feng Baiyi's Heavenly Thunder Sword, they were more than enough to intimidate people.
When the Nine-Toothed Rake was unleashed, the heavens changed color.
Volume 18, Chapter 3: The Nine-Toothed Rake (Part 2)
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The wind howled, lightning flashed, and thunder roared.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the demons and immortals all slipped away faster than rabbits, and in an instant they had escaped more than a hundred feet away.
The sword light of the Blazing Earth was entangled with the immense power of the Nine-Toothed Rake, making escape impossible.
He never imagined that his slight outburst of anger would attract such a jinx. When he saw the overwhelming array of various energies devouring his sword energy and then sweeping back in, he was terrified.
As an immortal who had lived for tens of thousands of years, he had some practical experience. Upon seeing such power, he knew he was no match for it. He made the wisest choice: Zi Liao twisted his body, intending to use teleportation to escape.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the spell was cast, he was filled with despair. The power of the earth immortal spirit used in the spell vanished without a trace in the void, like a stone thrown into the ocean.
The Nine-Toothed Rake is not only incredibly powerful, but it also possesses the ability to lock space. Such a divine object is a top-tier treasure even in the celestial realm.
In fact, Xiao Wenbing did not include this skill when he designed it. However, when the five elements are combined, water, fire, earth, wood, and metal meet, they naturally possess the characteristic of manipulating space. Coupled with the misty power of the clouds, the space within a hundred feet is naturally locked, and no one can use the fixed-point teleportation technique.
Realizing his spell had failed, Zi Liao reacted swiftly, immediately fleeing into the distance. However, this mere second's delay meant he couldn't escape the sea of clouds and mist in time.
"Crackling and popping"
Two small bolts of lightning struck first, and Zi Liao roared, his sword flying from his hand. The sword was surrounded by lightning, and suddenly, with a crisp sound, the sword could no longer withstand the bombardment of the lightning and was shattered into dust.
Zi Liao's scalp tingled at the sight. Good heavens! What kind of lightning and thunder was this? It could even diminish the power of a celestial artifact. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, otherwise he would have been seriously injured.
At this moment, he had no time to pity the immortal sword that had been with him for countless years. He knew that while the immortal sword was precious, it meant nothing compared to his own life.
With his legs still moving, since he couldn't use teleportation, he had no choice but to rely on his big feet to escape.
However, although his movements were fast, they couldn't outrun the various energies chasing him from behind. He was about to be enveloped by the dazzling, multicolored mist.
Suddenly, a large, thick black cloud burst forth behind Zi Liao. This cloud was not invincible; it was composed of fine lines.
Seeing his junior brother in danger, Yu Hui could no longer care about him. So, in a fit of anger, he threw out his whisk, trying to block the remaining attacks of the Nine-Toothed Rake.
However, although the whisk in Yu Hui's hand was far superior to the immortal sword in quality and power, it was still far inferior to the Nine-Toothed Rake. The clumps of black lines were like a paper tiger, which were silently swallowed up before they could even begin to show off in front of the colorful mist.
Yu Hui was terrified. Without saying a word, he immediately turned around and followed Zi Liao, taking big steps as he ran away as fast as he could.
Both of them possessed great magical power, but due to the interference of the Five Elements, although they were usually as fast as lightning, they could not even unleash one-tenth of their speed at this moment.
Seeing that he was about to be overtaken by the light mist behind him, Zi Liao could no longer care about saving face and shouted, "Grandpa, help me..."
On his face, the old Taoist's complexion was a mixture of red and green. He hadn't expected that the nine-toothed rake would possess such divine power. Seeing his two juniors rushing into the distance, closely followed by a cloud of light dozens of feet high, the situation was indeed not good.
Just as they were about to make a move, a burst of light erupted behind Zi Liao and the other two.
It took four more celestial artifacts pushing their power to the limit to barely manage to block the Nine-Toothed Rake.
The old Taoist priest breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that it was only the remaining immortals in the sect who had joined forces; otherwise, with the sheer power of this magical treasure, it would have been truly difficult to withstand it.
This was also the first time the pig spirit had used the nine-toothed rake. Upon seeing its immense power, it was overjoyed. Grabbing both ends of the rake, it swung it fiercely, laughing loudly, "If I, this old pig, don't unleash my power, you'll think I'm a sick...sick pig! Hey, take this!"
Having said that, he brandished this terrifying celestial treasure once more and danced forward.
The nine-toothed rake, with its nine streams of energy, amplifies the accumulated power in the arena with each swing, truly earth-shattering, sending sand and stones flying, inspiring awe in all who behold it.
Four figures appeared before Zi Liao and the others, their expressions grave. Clearly, even the four of them working together would find it extremely difficult to deal with this treasure.
Yu Hui and Zi Liao exchanged a glance, simultaneously chanting incantations to lend a helping hand.
However, the two of them lost their favored immortal artifacts and relied solely on...
In this chaotic天地元气 (heaven and earth's primordial energy), magic could not even unleash half its power.
After fighting for a while, he couldn't help but feel resentful. If he hadn't been careless and lost his immortal artifact, he wouldn't be in such a sorry state now.
However, it was absolutely unacceptable for them to leave the battlefield. If word got out that the mighty Xuanji Sect, with the combined strength of six top experts, couldn't even defeat an ordinary Immortal at the Earth Integration Realm, wouldn't people laugh their heads off?
In fact, the Xuanji Sect is one of the super sects that has been established for millions of years. Countless masters have emerged throughout the ages. Although no one has become a god, those who have become immortals are as numerous as carp crossing a river.
But like all sects, once they become immortals, most of them travel the world. In particular, those ancestors who were among the first to cultivate to the level of high immortals all went to other immortal realms and disappeared without a trace.
To date, only seven immortals remain in the Xuanji Sect. Besides one powerful expert at the Avatar Realm, there are two unfortunate souls who happened to be visiting relatives. Now, under the pressure of the Nine-Toothed Rake, all six of them except Mu Yun are here.
Although these six people ascended to immortality at different times and may not all know each other well, they all came from the same school. With their concerted efforts, they gradually turned the tide even when facing the utterly unfair Nine-Toothed Rake, a peerless immortal artifact.
However, including the old Taoist priest watching from below, they became increasingly alarmed as the fighting progressed.
Based on their level of expertise, they could easily see that the Pig Immortal opposite them was merely a newly entered Nascent Soul stage immortal. Logically speaking, someone of that level would be far inferior to any one of them. However, he happened to be wielding a strangely powerful weapon that defied all reason, which allowed him to fight six opponents at once without being at a disadvantage.
Moreover, to their great relief, this pig spirit seemed to have only possessed the treasure for a short time and had significant problems using it. It only knew how to wave it around, and had no idea which of the nine sharp rake teeth actually served its purpose.
Therefore, the three most powerful and troublesome elements—lightning, electricity, and fire—were actually used the least. Otherwise, even with the combined strength of all six of them, they would likely be in grave danger.
The Pig Immortal grew more courageous with each battle. However, he wasn't very bright and was somewhat timid. He often failed to maintain a composed demeanor when facing those with higher magical power than him. As a result, despite possessing such a treasure, he remained inconspicuous among the more than ten thousand immortals.
But now he could finally hold his head high. Just now, Zi Liao and Yu Hui hadn't even used their full strength, yet they were able to completely suppress the Chicken Immortal and the other three. But now, he, Old Pig, alone was more powerful than six immortals. Let's see who dares to bully him now.
Thinking of the happy things, Old Pig's face immediately lit up with a smile. However, his cultivation level was ultimately far inferior to that of his opponents. As time went on, Zi Liao and the others gradually developed a better understanding of each other, and the combined power of their actions was unleashed. They immediately became much stronger than Pig Immortal's half-baked control abilities.
Seeing that continuing the fight seemed to be going badly, Old Pig's eyes darted around, and he suddenly shouted, "You lot, come at me one by one if you dare!"
Zi Liao and the others frowned deeply. If they came one by one, wouldn't it be like throwing meat buns to a dog—gone and never to return?
The six men ignored this and only intensified their attacks, becoming increasingly fierce.
The Pig Immortal started yelling again, and Yu Hui, annoyed, shouted angrily, "You pig-headed fool, if you're so capable, why don't you just let us pass without weapons?"
Although Pig Immortal's intelligence isn't very high, it's absolutely impossible for him to abandon his Nine-Toothed Rake.
So, the two sides bickered and cursed at each other, creating quite a lively scene.
As for Chicken Fairy and the others, they had long since hidden themselves to the sidelines and watched from the sidelines.
It wasn't that they didn't want to help, but the Pig Immortal wasn't familiar with the Nine-Toothed Rake yet, so once the fight started, he couldn't distinguish friend from foe. The Rooster Immortal once tried to join the fray, but as soon as he joined the battle, a whirlwind blew by and sliced off a layer of flesh from his thigh. Luckily, he dodged quickly, otherwise, if he had gone any lower, he would have lost his right to crow every morning.
Because, being a eunuch means you can no longer make that loud and majestic sound...
He hurriedly withdrew from the battle, and upon closer inspection, his face turned ashen. The one who had attacked him was not an enemy, but that smug Pig Immortal.
The other three demon immortals suffered the same fate before fleeing in disarray. Enraged, the group resolved never to help again.
They looked enviously at the nine-toothed rake in the Pig Immortal's hand, and cursed inwardly in unison. Giving this treasure to the Pig Immortal was truly a waste of resources.
However, faced with Xiao Wenbing's decision, no matter how dissatisfied they were, they dared not utter a single complaint.
Volume 18, Chapter 4: Turning Enemies into Friends
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Xiao Wenbing watched for a long while without changing his expression, then looked at the old Taoist priest who seemed to be hesitating to make a prediction, and said with a smile, "Senior, I think we should stop now."
The old Taoist priest blushed. Six against one—no matter what, the Xuanji Sect had lost a lot of face.
He had long wanted to object, but couldn't bring himself to do it. Now, hearing Xiao Wenbing's suggestion, it suited him perfectly. He coughed lightly and said, "Alright, let's do as you suggest, fellow immortal."
Before they could finish speaking, the old Taoist priest had vanished without a trace.
Xiao Wenbing was taken aback, thinking to himself that the old man was indeed efficient and decisive. He had almost thought his master was by his side. He never expected to encounter someone in this immortal realm who resembled the old Daoist Xianyun in both appearance and personality. It was truly a stroke of incredible luck.
Turning to Mu Hanling, he asked, "Sect Leader Mu, who is this old man...?"
The current sect leader of the Xuanji Sect respectfully replied, "That is our ancestor, Mu Yun."
"Mu Yun?" Xiao Wenbing chewed on the word, a warm feeling inexplicably rising in his heart. He hadn't expected that the two of them would even have such similar names.
When his master ascends to the immortal realm in the future, he must make him come and meet this senior. Just thinking about the old man's dumbfounded appearance fills Xiao Wenbing with a strong sense of anticipation.