Chapter 365 366: Teleportation Encounter
"Daoist, run!"
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! A few more Golden Core Cultivators charged forward, self-detonating to block the attack from Feng You's Battle Array.
They were still fleeing, having left Qiuxia Valley far behind, but Feng You pursued them relentlessly.
Li Zhixuan watched in despair as his former sect brothers died one by one before his eyes. Gritting his teeth, he once again used his life-saving Spirit Talisman, teleporting away randomly with the remaining Golden Core disciples and Elders.
Normally, it could teleport a thousand miles, but carrying over a hundred Golden Core Cultivators reduced the distance to a mere hundred.
Qiuxia Valley was located deep within the territory of the Qixia Sect and was an extremely important mineral vein. The surrounding hundreds of miles were filled with countless Guard Arrays, even in the sky. Thus, it didn't take long for Li Zhixuan and his people to be discovered again.
And this time, the one who intercepted them was a Supreme Elder of the Qixia Sect, Feng Qing.
Feng Qing had just annihilated a group of Golden Core Cultivators and was searching the area. As ill-luck would have it, Li Zhixuan and his group teleported to a spot not far from him, triggering a Guard Array in the process.
Instantly, a sky full of flames erupted, forming a massive cage that trapped Li Zhixuan and the Golden Core Cultivators.
Now, even the Teleportation Talisman was useless. Li Zhixuan's talisman required time to replenish its Spiritual Qi after each use. Although it could be recharged quickly by manually infusing it with energy, Feng Qing clearly wasn't going to give them that chance.
The Nascent Soul Stage expert unleashed his power. Without a word, one True Flame Fire Circle after another swept toward Li Zhixuan and his men.
"Daoist, you don't have to take us with you! Our deaths are a small price to pay. As long as you live, there is still hope for the Wangyou Sect!"
"That's right!"
"Daoist, we will buy you time!"
With resolve in their eyes, the Golden Core Cultivators unleashed all sorts of defensive techniques, forming a wall in front of Li Zhixuan.
But the gap between the Golden Core Stage and the Nascent Soul Stage was simply immense. Even with all their power, they couldn't block the approaching fire circles. The Defensive Magical Artifacts and Protective Spiritual Qi of the two Golden Core Cultivators at the very front were shattered in an instant. Yet, they didn't retreat a single step, using their own bodies as shields to protect their comrades behind them.
Those who had followed Li Zhixuan this far were the most loyal cultivators of the Wangyou Sect. They were willing to sacrifice themselves for their sect and for their Daoist.
Seeing two more of his companions die, Li Zhixuan's heart filled with a mixture of grief and hatred. He clutched a Top-Grade Spirit Stone in one hand while frantically pouring Spiritual Qi into the Teleportation Talisman with the other. Right now, only this Spirit Treasure Transmission Talisman in his hand offered any chance of escape. In the presence of a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator, any talisman below the fourth rank was useless; their Daoist Domain alone would render such talismans inert.
Two more Golden Core Cultivators sacrificed their lives to block another wave of fire circles.
"Form the array! Form the array! Buy the Daoist more time!"
The hundred-odd Golden Core Cultivators formed a small Battle Array.
Seeing this, Feng Qing changed his attack. With the cry of a Fire Phoenix, a colossal flaming phoenix crashed into their array.
All hundred-plus cultivators were significantly injured by that single blow. A Battle Array without a thousand Golden Core Cultivators couldn't undergo a qualitative change. Against a Nascent Soul Stage expert, it was not only unwieldy, but its attacks were too slow to hit such a swift opponent. They were nothing but sitting ducks.
Li Zhixuan felt the charging speed of his Spirit Talisman and grew anxious. 'Faster, faster!'
As if his luck couldn't get any worse, after a few more waves of attacks, Feng You's Battle Array arrived.
"Hahaha! Li Zhixuan, it is your destiny to die by my hand! Now, die!"
The attack from a Battle Array of a thousand Golden Core Cultivators was terrifying to behold. Afraid that Feng Qing might steal his kill, Feng You held nothing back. His attack was unleashed with full force, draining the surrounding Spiritual Qi dry and concentrating the immense power into a horrific pillar of fire that shot toward Li Zhixuan and the others.
"Protect the Daoist!" the Golden Core Cultivators roared in unison, shielding Li Zhixuan deep within their Golden Core Battle Array.
BOOM! After the deafening explosion, the hundred-plus Golden Core Cultivators were instantly killed. Only Li Zhixuan, protected at the very center, survived. Even so, he had sustained severe internal injuries.
And at that exact moment, the Spirit Talisman in his hand lit up. Its charge was finally complete.
A flash of Spirit Light later, only Li Zhixuan's agonized roar was left echoing through the mountains.
"Feng You! Qixia Sect! I will be back!!!"
The teleportation instantly carried him a thousand miles away. Li Zhixuan was confident that he could fully recharge the talisman before any Nascent Soul Supreme Elder could catch him—unless Feng Fu himself gave chase.
Due to the multiple teleportations and his severe injuries, Li Zhixuan's vision and Divine Sense were both blurry. He immediately swallowed several medicinal pills, hoping to recover as much strength as he could. He never loosened his grip on the Top-Grade Spirit Stone and the Transmission Talisman for a second.
He shook his head, and his vision finally cleared. His heart sank.
Straight ahead of him stood a young cultivator dressed in the robes of a Qixia Sect Elder. 'If he's an Elder, he must be at the Golden Core Stage.' In his current condition, even a cultivator with a Mixed-grade Golden Core could finish him off.
'Does Heaven truly want me dead?!' Li Zhixuan thought bitterly.
'No, wait!' This Elder seemed to be only at the Foundation Establishment Stage. At the same time, the Daoist arts he cultivated from the Daoist Scripture of Void Forgetfulness stirred within him.
'Is this... is this the Yuqing Immortal Technique? How can that be? Impossible! How could the Yuqing Immortal Technique be on a Qixia Sect Elder? Shouldn't it be in the Wangyou Sect's Holy Land?'
Up to this point, the Wangyou Sect was still unaware that the Yuqing Immortal Technique had been lost.
The stirring within his body wouldn't lie. There was definitely something wrong with this strange Qixia Sect Elder.
"Who in the world are you?" Li Zhixuan asked, his voice cold.
The young Elder muttered to himself in self-mockery, "This damn luck."