The Miao Yin Immortal, after all, was a Core Formation Grandmaster.
With her mana stimulated, she waved her hand and let loose a Mother-child Firecracker Divine Thunder.
Boom rumble!
This Mother-child Firecracker Divine Thunder was quite peculiar, as one thunder ball exploded, it divided into myriad pieces, forming a vast net of thunder that enveloped the heavens, with electric arcs bouncing off it.
In addition to the destructive power of the Divine Thunder, it apparently also possessed the ability to trap and confine.
No wonder the Miao Yin Immortal had crafted as many as nine of these to slay the year beast.
The lightning wrapped around the whole desolate island, bursting it open.
In the midst of the dim sky and dark earth, a fierce roar suddenly broke out:
"Xi!!!"
The enormous desolate island shook violently, as if the Earth Dragon was flipping over, the ground warping and cracking, suddenly shattering into pieces, revealing a massive beast within, with countless rocks falling off its body surface.
This giant island was actually the transford form of the year beast!
"Xi!"
It roared again, and the aura around it condensed, massive like a mountain or abyss, as it opened its black hole-like eyes, seemingly aware that the three cultivators in the sky were not to be trifled with and prepared to flee.
The year beast had been slumbering for a long ti, and upon waking, it felt a hunger in its belly, intent on going to the lands above to feed on humans.
This creature was colossal in size and, in addition, had thick skin and flesh, such that attacks from common Core Formation Ancestors could be t head-on without it suffering any harm.
"Where do you think you’re going?"
How could the Miao Yin Immortal let it escape? With a light shout, she threw another Mother-child Firecracker Divine Thunder.
Although the year beast was enormous, it had one weakness: a pair of skyward-pointing ears, incredibly large, which could not withstand loud noises.
At this mont, the roar of the Mother-child Firecracker Divine Thunder thundered, reaching the nine heavens.
Many Miao Yin Divine Thunders followed the sound waves, entering its ears, ultimately injuring it.
’Xi!’
The year beast was naturally not of a good temperant, and now, with blood flowing from its ears and its ferocity erupting, it stopped fleeing and charged at the Miao Yin Immortal.
Its massive fra obscured the sky, its imposing presence astonishing as it opened its gaping maw, attempting to swallow the Miao Yin Immortal whole.
"Go!"
The Miao Yin Immortal, her body and sword as one, unsheathed her unparalleled sword evasion technique, transforming into a stream of light, her sword striking the year beast’s body.
The year beast was not only thick-skinned and fleshed but also possessed a protective Divine Skill that allowed it to continually regenerate.
Ordinary injuries would heal on their own in just a mont, giving it sowhat of an undying aspect.
But as all things in nature have their counters, this particular Divine Skill was most vulnerable to the Dao Fu Sword.
At the mont, the Miao Yin Immortal held the sword in her bare hand and deployed the ancestral Sword Technique of the Miao Xian Sect, a shocking rainbow strike landing on the year beast, carving out a large chunk of its flesh.
"Xi!"
The year beast felt pain and bellowed, but the wound did not heal on its own, which made it even more scared.
However, given its enormous size, even with a new wound, death from serious injury was still a long way off.
Fei Hong’er, from afar, saw her master controlling the sword light, struggling against the giant beast, and couldn’t help but shout, "Master, I’m coming to help you."
She wielded her Gang Qi and, with a gesture, released nine streaks of Red Talisman Silk.
Fei Hong’er, though the Sect Leader’s disciple, had not practiced swordsmanship. Instead, she cultivated a magical artifact called the Red Talisman Mixed Heaven Silk.
This magical artifact consisted of one hundred and eight thousand Lucky Red Talismans, linked together from end to end, with a red base and many golden Daoist talismans on it, gathering the energies of the five auspicious spirits. When deployed, blessings shone with multicolored lights, auspicious qi fell in streams, and a myriad of colors transford into the ancient real symbols of "blessings," "prosperity," and "longevity."
The nine red silks fluttered in the wind and suddenly lengthened, binding the year beast.
It was odd, that year beast, born from the malevolent energies of the heavens and the earth, was generally impervious to most Daoist Skills, yet the nine red silks bound it; and once the talismans of blessings, prosperity, and longevity adhered to it, its bones softened, its imnse strength drained, and for a mont, it could not break free.
"Excellent!"
The Miao Yin Immortal let out a long cry, "When Fei Hong’er first cultivated this artifact, her fate was already set. You, year beast, were destined to et this calamity!"
She controlled her sword again, turning into a streak of erald rainbow, aid for the neck of the year beast, and slashed down!
Snap!
The sword struck, the year beast cried out in panic, a deep wound visible to the bone appearing on its neck, yet it still did not die.
Zhong Shenxiu in midair could not bear to watch any longer.
The two won had three artifact counters, sched for so long, and were still only able to bombard the year beast frantically. The poor little creature was like being slowly cut to pieces but stubbornly wouldn’t die for the mont.
If the year beast had a spirit, it would definitely cry out, "If you’re going to kill, then kill; why torture so?"
"This mana is too weak, killing just a small beast, and it’s so dilly-dally."
Shenxiu grew impatient and casually pointed out.
The Poison Dragon Sword flew out, like a black flood dragon, the void at its edges cracked, revealing a hint of a massive destructive demonic intent.
It circled the year beast’s massive head just once, and the head, covered in wounds, dropped off.
The expression of Miao Yin Immortal froze as she looked at the Yin Yang Peach Talisman Sword in her hand, and suddenly wanted to throw it away.
Fortunately, her Dao Heart was still stable, she held the sword, delved into the body of the year beast, and in short order, erged from the torn belly holding a grayish-white inner core.
The surface of this inner core was uneven and dull grayish-white, not looking very impressive.
However, Miao Yin Immortal’s face bead with joy as she bowed in mid-air and said, "Thank you, Ancestor Shenxiu, for your help! This talisman sword should be returned to you."
"Never mind, I’ll give you the sword."
Zhong Shenxiu waved his hand nonchalantly, truly unconcerned with that shabby thing.
Previously, although Miao Yin Immortal felt like throwing away the Yin Yang Peach Talisman Sword, that was just a spur-of-the-mont thought, for a flying sword worth the attention of a Core Formation Ancestor was not a trivial matter. So, she gleefully accepted it on the spot.
Shenxiu’s gaze then shifted to Fei Hong’er, and he chuckled, "With the help of the year beast’s inner core, your Core Formation will surely be successful. Allow to congratulate you in advance..."
As he spoke, he took out another sword nad Ice Soul Crystal, "Consider this flying sword my personal congratulatory gift."
Fei Hong’er was montarily stunned, then quickly expressed her thanks, accepting the Ice Soul Crystal, her heart brimming with delight.
No matter how inferior the Ice Soul Crystal might be, it was still a flying sword.
Moreover, it was the unfortunate Qing Xiaozi who had used his Refining Gang Cultivation and exerted a hundred years of hard work to cultivate it, so among the cultivators of the Southern Wilderness Hundred Countries, it wasn’t too shabby.
Even for a Core Formation Grandmaster to generously reward a disciple, this was about the standard.
Fei Hong’er didn’t hesitate to accept the flying sword. Only monts later did she start to feel so trepidation, "Ancestor Shenxiu is quite generous... Could it be that he has taken an interest in us, master and disciple? ...If he really is interested, what if I accepted? Accept, or accept?"
Zhong Shenxiu was oblivious to Fei Hong’er’s tangled thoughts.
His generosity was simply aid at baiting these two students for future sches.
Besides, these objects were not particularly precious in his eyes.
After chatting with Miao Yin Immortal for a bit and gaining a deeper understanding of the sects of Southern Wilderness, he said his goodbyes and left, walking away with an air of ease.
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