Daoist Competition

In Chengyuan Gorge, thunder roared and lightning flashed like dragons and snakes darting about, fiercely swirling down, causing the peaks to tremble and the heavens and earth to resonate.

The cultivators from the Ten Sects, Six Sects, and the two Xuanmo paths watched in awe, each showing a solemn expression.

Under such Divine Power and great method, without a Supreme Treasure for protection, it would be difficult for any individual to emerge unscathed.

On this occasion, the Thunder Skill Zhang Yan used was not unleashed carelessly but was deliberately guided, with more than half of it directed at Luo Canghai.

Yet Luo Canghai was quite formidable; though being constrained by the Dragon Carp Demon and unable to escape from this place, he was well-defended by the Four Symbols Sky Shuttle surrounding him, which flew back and forth, resisting and guarding, maintaining a stable defense. Any Divine Thunder that approached was deflected over ten feet away.

He was barely able to handle it just for self-preservation, but among the three Nascent Soul cultivators who came with him, two perished in moments, leaving only Wu Huanchen struggling there.

As for Zhou Qingyun, who was similarly trapped in the Forbidden Locking, Zhang Yan temporarily ignored her.

Currently, Zhang Yan was borrowing the power of the Dragon Carp Siren to impose the Forbidden Locking Heaven and Earth. If he attacked this lady, it would inevitably draw intervention from the Yuxiao Sect elders. Hence, he merely restrained her in the sky to prevent her escape, intending to resolve matters with Luo Canghai first and then deal with her.

Wu Huanchen was not faring well. The Purple Cloud Divine Thunder was tremendously powerful; under such Daoist skills, even a single strike could break his Protective Treasure Light. Now, assaults were unending, and even with the Mystic Lamp granted by Luo Canghai for defense, he felt strained.

Every bolt of lightning struck the thin mist emanating from the lamp, diminishing it slightly each time, showing signs of dispersal after several hits.

Desperately, he infused his entire body power into it, hoping to endure.

This violent thunder barrage, though fierce and scorching, lasted no more than a few breaths. By the time everyone reacted, the momentum had subsided.

Zhang Yan was initially prepared to cease, but at this moment, he suddenly perceived something, swept his gaze around, and noticed two familiar tunneling lights heading toward the gorge entrance. His heart stirred as he contemplated briefly, then smiled slightly and shouted, rotating the Mysterious Skill again, causing the purple Qi Gang Cloud overhead to rumble and vibrate, unleashing another hundred strikes of Purple Cloud Divine Thunder from it.

Luo Canghai was startled and incensed by Zhang Yan’s blatant attack. Calmly assessing, he thought, "Zhang Yan acts like this, probably his First-class Elixir Formation, his mana must be greatly depleted. When he retracts his skill, that would be an opportunity to attack and kill."

But this thought arose only to think of something else, cursed under his breath, and dismissed it.

Zhang Yan did not come alone; he was guarded by two Daoists, Zhang and Xu, making it impossible to find an opportune moment to strike.

Luo Canghai’s gaze shifted to Zhou Qingyun. His purpose here was to seize the token talisman, but it was currently in this woman’s possession. Robbing it from this Yuxiao Sect disciple would not be accomplished in a short time, and this place could no longer be delayed. If not departed soon, it would be difficult to escape.

He was a decisive person; sensing the futility, he ceased to insist, retrieved a Life-saving Talisman from his bosom, discreetly grasping it, waiting for a chance.

This talisman was a gift from his senior brother Lv Junyang before setting out, enough to ensure a safe departure. He relied on this item to dare venture deeply into Chengyuan Gorge to seize the token talisman.

Indeed, he harbored resentment; he initially wanted a True Artifact for protection, but no matter how he pleaded, Lv Junyang was unwilling to lend it. Had he truly brought it, perhaps by now he could have seized the token talisman.

At this time, the Heavenly Purple Cloud Divine Thunder continued striking down relentlessly. Luo Canghai felt unfazed, yet Wu Huanchen was increasingly unable to withstand it.

This East Sea cultivator saw the mist from the lamp growing thinner and knew that at this rate, within moments, he would perish without a burial place, sharing the same fate as Lady Qi and others. His heart filled with hatred, cursing silently, "Had it not been for Luo Canghai, I might have escaped long ago. How did I end up in such a plight?"

At this thought, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, suddenly conceiving a possibly life-saving idea; since he faced certain death, why not risk losing his life to try?

He gritted his teeth, feigned weakness, shaking his body repeatedly, edging closer to Luo Canghai. Secretly, he drew out the Shaking Mountain Gold Stick, seized an opportunity, courageously raised his arm, and struck at him forcefully, simultaneously shouting, "Luo Canghai, prepare to meet your end!"