Chapter 465: Revised: Chapter 464 I Really Do Have the Power to Protect Myself
The warship sailed across the sky with astonishing speed.
Just then, the entire void suddenly darkened, a thick yellow mist spread, terrifyingly dense, blocking the heaven and earth from view.
At the same time, gusts of Yin wind came sweeping in, turning the world eerie and dim.
"Bad news, it’s an ambush."
"Be careful, this yellow mist is poisonous, quickly take the Antitoxic Pill."
"*Even my Divine Thought couldn’t extend more than a few meters before being blocked.*"
"*The Communication Talisman has lost its effect.*"
...
Cries of alarm quickly spread out.
"It’s the Yellow Fog True Demon Array."
Master Jin Ting’s face changed.
The Yellow Fog True Demon Array not only had poison attacks that impaired a cultivator’s power but also prohibited Divine Thought and blocked Communication Talismans. It was a commonly used Grand Array by the True Demon Sect to ambush enemies.
Extremely skillful, its power was immense.
"What audacity?"
Master Fushui’s eyes turned icy cold as he immediately activated the Defense Array on the Blood Peak Warship.
But in the next moment, countless attacks came from afar, bombarding the Blood Peak Warship.
Boom!
Almost instantly, the Defense Array on the warship dimmed greatly, then shattered under a blood-red Long Sword attack.
Slash!
It quickly broke apart.
"Hahaha... Master Fushui, long time no see."
A slightly crazed voice quickly spread out.
"I heard your Qingxu Summit was quite successful, collecting millions of Upper Grade Spirit Stones, making people envious."
Following that, a cold voice rang out almost instantly.
"So, we’re collecting this offering this time. You don’t have any objections, do you?"
The crazed voice resounded once more.
"Black Crow Old Demon? Poison-faced Scholar?"
*Master Fushui was shocked.* These two Demon Cultivators had eight-star and even nine-star battle power, but his tone grew colder as he said, "If you want to take these treasures, let’s see what you’re made of."
Immediately, he charged off the warship without hesitation, rushing out to battle.
However, as he charged, he did not forget to send a message to Bai Ziyue, "Fellow Daoist Kunlun, I am sorry, I didn’t expect Demon Cultivators to make a move this time. Be careful, focus on preserving your life.
Also, I’ve already notified Master Jin Ting, he will protect you closely."
Bai Ziyue was mildly stunned and was about to speak when he saw Master Jin Ting approaching quickly.
"Rest assured, Fellow Daoist. As long as I’m alive, no one can harm you."
Then, Master Jin Ting made a throw with his hand, and a massive Golden Bell enveloped Bai Ziyue completely, protecting him securely.
"I have the power to protect myself."
Bai Ziyue promptly said.
"Demon Cultivators are mysterious, their power extremely strong, caution is advised."
Master Jin Ting assumed Bai Ziyue was being overly confident, as facing the crowd of strange and powerful Demon Cultivators, even he was not very confident in preserving his life, let alone Bai Ziyue?
*Regardless of how it appeared, Bai Ziyue seemed to be only at the early-stage Divine Realm of Immortal Technique Realm, known for weak battle prowess as an Alchemist. He estimated that even the aftermath of the battle could severely injure him, and if he wasn’t careful, he might truly fall, which would be not only a loss to their Qingxu Sect but also something he couldn’t bear.*
Thus, as a precaution, he cast a Third-Grade Middle-Tier Defense Spirit Talisman over Bai Ziyue.
*Double protection should ensure that he wouldn’t fall due to being caught up in the battle, shouldn’t it?*
*Bai Ziyue felt a bit amused; such protection was something he truly had never experienced.*
*But such meticulous protection made it inconvenient for him to make a move.*
"Kill!"
"Die!"
At that moment, dozens of Demon Cultivators of varying strengths charged forth, launching all kinds of bizarre attacks rapidly.
Ghostly shadows, toxins, evil spiritual treasures swept over swiftly.
The disciples of the Qingxu Sect accompanying the Blood Peak Warship, who were also bravely combative cultivators from the Foreign Affairs Hall, immediately attacked fiercely, unleashing various attacks to meet the oncoming threats.
Boom!
The void trembled, yellow mist filled the air.
The battle plunged into an intense struggle instantly.
Master Jin Ting then faced a formidable enemy as a late-stage Divine Realm Demon Cultivator charged toward him, raising an orange sail that immediately unleashed white bone skeletons and black Yin Souls.
As he unfurled the sail, his black robe waved, seemingly containing space within, releasing a torrent of skulls.
These skulls, with eerie green lights flickering in the eye sockets, sent chills down people’s spines. Their mouths opened and closed, biting voraciously, as if to devour someone.
"Hmph!"
Master Jin Ting’s heart sank as he wielded a golden spear, which transformed into an arrow and pierced fiercely.
Crackling...
Countless white bone skeletons shattered as they met the spear.
But that demon cultivator’s orange-red sail suddenly unfurled, and the golden spear was immediately entwined. Following that, those skulls of the dead frantically wrapped around it.
Hot on their heels were nearly corporeal Yin Souls, the air filled with Yin Qi, ghostly cries, and wolf-like howls.
"You court death."
Master Jin Ting’s expression remained unchanged, and in an instant, a golden light swept out, enveloping all the skulls and Yin Souls, refining them on the spot.
"Ah..."
Countless mournful screams from the Yin Souls echoed.
Then, with a shift in his Divine Thought, he channeled it all into his Lifebound Dharma Treasure. Immediately, a green glow burst forth from the golden spear, shaking slightly as it broke free from the sail’s grasp, striking fiercely like a bright moon in the sky.
Clang!
The demon cultivator hurriedly summoned a white bone shield, barely managing to block the attack.
However, at that moment, the white bone shield cracked and shattered.
On the other side, at the same time Master Jin Ting made his move, a demon cultivator at the early-stage Divine Realm used the cover of the pervasive yellow fog to rapidly charge toward Bai Ziyue. A blood sword shot forth before the cultivator even reached him, crashing violently against the massive Golden Bell.
Bai Ziyue’s eyes lit up, and with a thought, his Lifebound Flying Sword, "Beiming," burst out from within him.
"Courting death!"
Master Jin Ting shouted, hurling out the Golden Sword without hesitation.
The moment the Golden Sword appeared, it shot forward with incredible speed, slicing fiercely towards the demon cultivator at the early-stage Divine Realm.
The demon cultivator’s face shifted dramatically, and without hesitation, a burst of blood light erupted from him, disappearing from his original position.
Blood Shadow Escape Technique.
This demon cultivator was clearly very aware of Master Jin Ting’s strength. Being only at the early-stage Divine Realm, he couldn’t withstand any of the opponent’s attacks, so escape was the best option.
At this moment, Bai Ziyue’s flying sword had to circle above to bypass the Golden Bell, thus it lagged behind and only managed to slash at the blood sword.
In an instant, it shattered it into pieces.
His Lifebound Flying Sword’s initial battle didn’t yield success, leaving him somewhat helpless. He could only call out again, "I really have the power to protect myself."
But Master Jin Ting had no time to respond.
Distracted, he was immediately targeted by the demon cultivator who seized the opportunity, enveloping him in a faint black light that sealed his six senses. Following that, the long sail unfurled again as if to engulf him entirely.
Meanwhile, another demon cultivator at the early-stage Divine Realm rushed out, brewing for a full three breaths, and unleashed a Divine Power Technique, which landed straight on Master Jin Ting. It immediately made him feel a significant depletion in his Qi and Blood, generating a profound sense of weakness from within.
Bai Ziyue was about to assist when a bone sword, burning with emerald ghost fire, rapidly approached him from afar, slashing fiercely at the Golden Bell above his head.
Simultaneously, a flying skullcap, spinning like a flying knife, came crashing toward him.
A cultivator in a black Daoist Robe approached like a sharp sword, his hands forming complex finger signs.
Then, with a slight gesture, a spirit light filled with chilling energy rushed towards Bai Ziyue.
"Die!"
Daoist Xie Yun sneered, like an assassin who had lain in wait all this time for this sure-kill strike.
Shush shush shush...
The bone sword struck the Third-Grade Middle-Tier Defense Talisman, slightly pausing, then shattered the talisman before continuing its forceful descent on the Golden Bell.
Clang!
A reverberating sound rang out.
Following closely, the skullcap, still spinning, slammed into the Golden Bell again.
Clang!
The Golden Bell trembled. Though it wasn’t shattered, it was swiftly knocked away,
Finally, the chilling spirit light shot down like an arrow, following the path cleared by the soaring Golden Bell, rapidly reaching Bai Ziyue.
"A mere early-stage Divine Realm Alchemist on the battlefield is as feeble as a chick."
Daoist Xie Yun murmured, his cold face full of a cruel smile.
The thought of personally killing a respected Third-Grade Alchemist filled him with immense satisfaction.
Imagining the prominent mark this would leave on his record, he couldn’t help feeling even more smug.
What about a Third-Grade Alchemist? On the battlefield, they could still be easily killed.
Thud!
A muffled sound rang out.
The spirit light from the finger sign struck Bai Ziyue.
But—
"How is this possible?"
Daoist Xie Yun’s eyes widened with disbelief.
The sure-kill strike was blocked?
He saw the seven-colored spiritual light that suddenly surged around Bai Ziyue and felt a sense of absurdity.
Defensive Divine Techniques?
But his attack was also a divine technique. Moreover, this technique had been cultivated to the Small Success Realm by him, coupled with his own realm suppression... Could it be that Fellow Daoist Kunlun cultivated the Defensive Divine Technique to Great Success?
How was this possible?
Bai Ziyue’s eyes brightened upon seeing Daoist Xie Yun’s sudden and swift attack.
His Beiming Flying Sword had long been eager for battle.
It was the perfect opportunity to test the flying sword’s power.
Hence, he didn’t even attempt to block the attack, but casually unleashed the Seven-Colored Tribulation Passage Spirit Light. With a thought, the flying sword sliced through the air, shooting forward at high speed.