The lion's roar reverberated among the clouds, dismantling layer upon layer of the Imasurable Sect's array technique. The sound waves nearly killed the disciples on the ground, threatening to blow them away.
So that's the Nine-Headed Lion...
We're in trouble now...
This Nine-Headed Lion's aura is around the fourth rank; it seems to be a Nascent Soul Realm demonic beast...
Although a demonic beast at the sa Realm might not necessarily be stronger than a Cultivator, this one is cooperating with Elder Jiu Ling. It will be hard for even an average Nascent Soul Grand Practitioner to withstand their combined assault...
The nurous Nascent Soul Cultivators inside the hall walked out. They gazed at Elder Jiu Ling and the three-eyed lion in the sky, constantly exchanging thoughts via voice transmission.
"Isn't it called the Nine-Headed Lion? This three-eyed lion only has one head..." a disciple, brought by a Nascent Soul Daoist Lord to the grand ceremony, asked curiously.
"The na 'Nine-Headed Lion' refers to this lion's bloodline Divine Power. It can revert to its ancestral form, a nine-headed lion," one Nascent Soul Daoist Lord explained, eager to enlighten.
"If it actually lived in that nine-headed form all the ti, wouldn't that be incredibly cumberso?" another added. Several Nascent Soul Daoist Lords took the opportunity to instruct their disciples.
"Chang Kun is only at the Nascent Soul Early Stage. How can he possibly block Elder Jiu Ling?" one comnted.
"A five-hundred-year-old Nascent Soul Cultivator is still too young and impetuous. Rember, prudent and steady progress is the true path to longevity in the Cultivation World."
"As the saying goes, 'As long as the Green Mountain remains, there's no fear of lacking firewood.'"
"And always rember, avoid drawing unnecessary attention to yourselves under any circumstances."
Several Nascent Soul Daoist Lords used this chance to admonish their disciples.
"Junior Brother," Yan Luanqing called out, stopping Xu Xing as he was about to transform into a streak of light and depart from the hall. A hint of worry clouded her apricot eyes. "Do you have confidence?"
If Elder Jiu Ling were rely at the Mid-stage Nascent Soul, like Ze Sheng Ancestor or White Old Ghost, she would have faith in Xu Xing. But Elder Jiu Ling had the Nine-Headed Lion's aid, aning Xu Xing would be fighting one against two. The risk was simply too great.
"Against Elder Jiu Ling, I still possess so ans of self-preservation. Sister Yan, you need not worry," Xu Xing replied after a brief pause.
His current Realm was the sa as Elder Jiu Ling's—Mid-stage Nascent Soul—but his foundation was vastly superior. Even without relying on his Innate Immortal Qi or other Divine Powers that far exceeded his current Realm, he was confident he could defeat Elder Jiu Ling using only his own Magic Power.
"Take this Infinite Ruler for now." Yan Luanqing nodded slightly, retrieving the Infinite Ruler from her Storage Bag and handing it to Xu Xing.
"And this Spirit Talisman..." She hesitated for a mont, then removed a protective talisman from her jade neck. "Wear this, Junior Brother. If you encounter unexpected danger, it could save your life."
Having cultivated from a Bottom-level Cultivator to her current stage, she had encountered her own share of fortuitous opportunities. This Spirit Talisman was one of the greatest treasures she had obtained from outside the sect.
"Thank you, Sister Yan." Xu Xing accepted the Spirit Talisman and tied it around his wrist.
The Spirit Talisman emanated a faint warmth and a delicate, girlish fragrance reminiscent of sweet olive and orchid.
Suppressing a ripple of tenderness in his heart, Xu Xing sensed the Spirit Talisman's extraordinary nature. It felt like a spring, channeling Magic Power into his body along his ridians in a gentle, unceasing flow, like a trickling stream that never ran dry.
No wonder Sister Yan's Cultivation speed is so much faster than Ze Sheng Ancestor's, Xu Xing thought. The Magic Power converted by this Spirit Talisman is but a drop in the bucket for . For average Cultivators, however, it's probably equivalent to about a third of the Spiritual Energy they gather through their regular breathing exercises...
After receiving the Infinite Ruler and the protective Spirit Talisman from Yan Luanqing, Xu Xing hesitated no longer. With a wave of his Sleeve robe, he shot straight into the azure sky, facing Elder Jiu Ling from afar.
"Daoist Chang, forgive my impending offense!" Elder Jiu Ling declared. Standing atop the Nine-Headed Lion's head, he saw Xu Xing had already manifested a protective shield of Magic Power. After a respectful salute, he launched his attack without delay.
He slapped his Storage Bag, summoning an ice crystal spear that he thrust directly at Xu Xing. The spear glead with a frigid light, its chilling aura instantly transforming the nearby sky into a domain of swirling snow and ice.
「Next.」
Elder Jiu Ling produced three Array Banners. With a flick of his sleeve, he cast them out, planting them around himself and Xu Xing to form a Three Talents Formation.
Instantly, the ice crystal spear that had shot out monts before multiplied into nine, assailing Xu Xing from all directions.
An illusion array? Xu Xing frowned, surrounded. He scanned his surroundings. No, this is a battle array within array techniques, ford by the cooperation between the Spirit Beast and its master… His pupils contracted sharply as the nine ice crystal spears suddenly transford into nine three-eyed lions, all lunging to bite him.
The three Array Banners Elder Jiu Ling had just planted could indeed create an illusion array. An illusion array alone would be simple enough for him to break. However, this one was combined with the battle array of Elder Jiu Ling and the Nine-Headed Lion, making it incredibly tricky.
"Cicada Palace Seven thods, tamorphosis Technique!" Xu Xing shouted, forming hand seals. Instantly, a pair of vibrant green and red insect-like wings materialized on his back, beating powerfully.
His speed surged, allowing him to evade the nine lunging spears.
At that exact mont, however, the Nine-Headed Lion unleashed a deafening roar—a soundwave Spell designed to disrupt Xu Xing's movents. Simultaneously, its massive front paw swiped down from above, aid directly at Xu Xing's head.
"Feather Palace Technique!" Xu Xing called out. While evading the attacks in mid-air, he located Elder Jiu Ling and launched an offensive Spell. As his voice fell, seven white feather-cicadas, shimring like scales, erupted from his body and darted towards Elder Jiu Ling like agile vipers.
"Hmph, re parlor tricks from the Imasurable Sect. You think you can deal with with such paltry ans?" Elder Jiu Ling sneered. He calmly retrieved a Talisman from his robes and slapped it onto himself.
A dense water shield instantly ford, protecting his body and blocking the white feather-cicadas.
Imdiately afterward, however, the white feather-cicadas transford again, erupting into brilliant golden flas that blazed around him.
What kind of fla is this?! Elder Jiu Ling's expression shifted as he felt the searing heat of the golden flas. He hurriedly slapped out two more Talismans, adding another two layers of protection around himself.
As a Nascent Soul Daoist Lord of North Yue Country, he was intimately familiar with the Imasurable Sect's Cicada Palace Seven thods and knew their true capabilities. They were serviceable against ordinary Cultivators. However, against seasoned Nascent Soul Daoist Lords, the Cicada Palace Seven thods were largely ineffective. After all, the Imasurable Sect wasn't a major power; its Nascent Soul Ancestors represented the peak of its strength.
Yet, Xu Xing's application of the Cicada Palace Seven thods gave him pause. It was not only proficient but also displayed far more variations than he had ever seen from other Imasurable Sect Daoist Lords.
It seems impossible to win using only the signature techniques of the Imasurable Sect... Xu Xing shook his head with a sigh. He brandished the Infinite Ruler, his Taoist Treasure, to fend off the Nine-Headed Lion's relentless assault.
Previously, Elder Jiu Ling had provoked him, eager to test his Yin Fire against the Nine-Headed Lion. Xu Xing had initially thought Elder Jiu Ling was exaggerating. Now, engaged in battle, he truly understood how formidable the Nine-Headed Lion was. The demonic beast's hide was incredibly tough! He estimated that even if he were to use his Wind-Fire Divine Power, he could severely injure it, but a killing blow was not guaranteed.
"Mysterious Truth Art!" Xu Xing declared, no longer hesitating. He planned to use this technique to decide the outco. The synergy between Elder Jiu Ling and his demonic beast was enough to bridge the gap in their foundational strength; relying solely on the depth of his Magic Power wouldn't grant him a significant advantage.
「As his words fell.」
A faint luminescence blood high in the Heavenly Vault, illuminating the land for a hundred miles around. Wisps of ethereal Immortal Qi descended, converging upon Xu Xing. In an instant, he was enveloped in a silver-white radiance, Immortal Qi swirling around him. Behind him, a colossal feathering immortal materialized, towering several tis his size. Above his head, a connection to the Immortal World tore open, revealing glimpses of layered Immortal Palaces, mystical Caves, and hallowed Blessed Lands.
"Die!" Xu Xing's gaze, cold as ice, fixed on Elder Jiu Ling, who stood upon the Nine-Headed Lion.
The feathering immortal detached from Xu Xing, moving like a phantom. It traversed space in an instant, effortlessly pierced through the Magic Formation Elder Jiu Ling had deployed, and thrust its sword towards Elder Jiu Ling's glabella.
Standing on the Nine-Headed Lion, Elder Jiu Ling had initially dismissed the Feather Robe Immortal as just another flashy Divine Power, of which there were countless in the Cultivation World. What kind of Divine Power is this? It was only when the Feather Robe Immortal separated from Xu Xing that he sensed its terrifying might.
THUMP, THUMP, THUMP!
Elder Jiu Ling's heart hamred in his chest; a dreadful premonition of extre danger seized his mind.
"Substitute!" His eyelids twitched violently. He rapidly ford hand seals, activating a Divine Power to instantly swap his position with the Nine-Headed Lion, forcing the demonic beast to receive the deadly attack in his stead. The Nine-Headed Lion's hide was incredibly tough; it should be able to withstand this blow without critical injury.
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