txolops Chapter 195 Yuan Magnetic Demon Core
Chapter 195 Yuan Magnetic Demon Core
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The rampant magnetic force gradually dissipated, and the chains binding the four demon soul giants loosened. Their figures faded away, returning to the Thousand Demon Banner.
The black tortoise let out a low growl and retreated to Luo Ming's side, warily looking around.
Luo Ming took a breath, calming his surging blood and magical power, feeling incredibly refreshed. He waved his hand to retrieve the Profound Yuan Pearl, his gaze falling on the pile of rubble. A sweep of his divine sense revealed several objects shimmering with spiritual energy within.
He stepped forward, brushed aside the rubble, and quickly found several pieces of "Yuan Magnetic Crystal Stones" of excellent quality. These were condensed from the essence of the Yuan Magnetic Stone Beast's shell and were precious materials for refining special magic treasures or cultivating Yuan Magnetic Divine Power.
To his even greater surprise, under a large piece of gravel, he discovered a piece of metal the size of a walnut, dark gold in color, with a sharp, restrained aura—it was Geng Jing!
It seems that this Yuan Magnet Beast has a habit of collecting high-purity metal minerals, and it actually has such a piece hidden in its body.
Finally, his gaze settled on the center of the rubble, on an irregularly shaped crystal about the size of a fist, grayish and seemingly inconspicuous, yet faintly radiating pure magnetic fluctuations and rich demonic energy—this was the beast's demon core!
Overjoyed, he reached out to take it. Just then, the Xuan Turtle beside him suddenly let out a rapid, low growl, its massive head approaching the dusty demon core, its dark golden eyes revealing an intense desire to devour it, conveying a clear and unmistakable urge to devour it through the spirit beast contract.
Luo Ming paused, recalling the enormous turtle he had seen deep in the abyss of the southern sea years ago. Its ability to manipulate magnetic fields and its immense strength had left a deep impression. The Xuan Turtle also possessed ancient bloodlines. If it could devour this demon core containing pure magnetic power, it might truly awaken similar abilities and greatly increase its strength.
After a brief deliberation, Luo Ming decisively abandoned his plan to use the demon core for alchemy or weapon crafting. The Xuan Turtle was his natal spirit beast, and its increase in strength would directly benefit him.
"Here you go!" he uttered in a low voice, flicking his finger, and the dusty Yuan Magnetic Stone Beast Core flew towards the Xuan Turtle.
The Xuan Turtle was overjoyed. It opened its mouth and swallowed the demon core. Immediately, its body lit up with an earthy yellow light, mixed with wisps of grayish-white air. Its aura began to fluctuate. It lowered its body, as if it was about to start digesting this immense power immediately.
"Buzz!"
Several incredibly powerful divine senses swept across the mine area, which had just experienced a great battle and was in a state of chaos, like an invisible storm, and locked onto him firmly!
Immediately afterward, a whooshing sound rang out, and three figures appeared at the other end of the mine almost simultaneously. They were none other than the Ninth Elder, the Black Wind Old Monster, who had just been fighting a great battle in the cave in the distance, and Liu Yuangang, the Liu family patriarch with a bitter smile and a dilemma!
The three men's gazes first swept over the rubble scattered by the Yuan Magnetic Stone Beast. Sensing the lingering shockwaves of the intense battle and the dissipating demonic aura, their faces showed astonishment. They clearly hadn't expected anyone to be able to single-handedly defeat this troublesome beast. But when their eyes fell on Luo Ming, their astonishment instantly transformed into something else.
The Ninth Elder's eyes were sharp, filled with scrutiny and a hint of curiosity. Liu Yuangang, on the other hand, was surprised and puzzled.
The Black Wind Old Monster's turbid old eyes lingered on Luo Ming's face for a moment, then looked at the Xuan Turtle beside him. A hint of doubt flashed across his face, but then, as if he remembered something, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his face burst forth with uncontrollable ecstasy and greed!
"Wang Chan! It's you, you brat!"
Black Wind Old Monster's voice was shrill with excitement. He stared intently at Luo Ming, and exclaimed with wild joy, "Hahaha! I've been searching high and low, and here you are, without even trying! You were hiding here!"
He learned from Wen Tianren that Luo Ming possessed a supreme demonic treasure, which he specifically instructed to use the alliance's resources to search for this person. However, for sixty years, they had not been able to find any trace of him.
He didn't give Luo Ming any chance to explain or react. Before he finished speaking, his withered hand had already risen, and the black flying knife that had once injured the Spirit Suppressing Flag reappeared, transforming into a deadly beam of light. Its speed was extremely fast, carrying a chilling wind and a sharp killing intent, aiming straight for Luo Ming's dantian! He actually intended to kill him instantly and then seize the treasure!
A Nascent Soul cultivator's sneak attack is as fast as lightning and astonishing in power; an ordinary Core Formation cultivator would absolutely not be able to withstand it.
Luo Ming felt a chill run down his spine the moment the other party locked onto him with their divine sense. When he heard the name "Wang Chan," his heart trembled even more, and he knew he had been exposed. Faced with the deadly black light that was about to strike, he was terrified and reacted almost instinctively.
"go!"
The twelve Xuan Yuan Pearls instantly formed a layered black light screen in front of him. At the same time, his magical power surged, and a solid black protective shield with the phantom of a Xuan Turtle instantly covered his entire body. This was the Xuan Gang Shield that he cast using the essence blood of the Xuan Turtle.
"Sizzle! Bang!"
The jet-black flying knife cut through the light barrier formed by seven layers of Xuan Yuan Pearls with unstoppable force, before being tightly bound by the power of Xuan Water and stopping in the distance.
Luo Ming breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this. Each layer of light screen was formed from a Xuan Yuan Pearl. The opponent's flying knife was equivalent to directly breaking through his seven magic treasures. If his magic treasures could not be reassembled after being cut, and if his mind and spirit were not connected, he would probably have been seriously injured.
"What?!"
The ecstasy and ferocity on Black Wind Old Monster's face froze instantly, turning into incredulous astonishment. Although his "Ghost Blade" was not his natal magic weapon, it had been refined for many years and possessed considerable power. Moreover, it was driven by his Nascent Soul cultivation. In his angry sneak attack, it was actually blocked by a defense hastily set up by a Core Formation cultivator?
In a fit of shock and rage, the Black Wind Monster's eyes burned with even greater killing intent. With a flick of his withered finger, the black flying knife deftly twirled in the air, its blade gleaming with an eerie light and the wind growing fiercer, poised to strike Luo Ming down once more, determined to kill him with a single blow.
Clearly, the attack had failed to defeat Luo Ming, a cultivator in the early stage of Core Formation, leaving this Nascent Soul cultivator from the demonic path feeling humiliated.
However, this time, his attack failed to land.
A faint, clear starlight arrived first, like a ribbon falling from the sky, precisely positioned between the black flying knife and Luo Ming. The starlight appeared gentle, yet it contained an overwhelming and unstoppable magical power and a suppressive intent like that of a star.
"clang!"
With another crisp sound, the black flying knife struck the starlight, but it was easily deflected as if struck by rotten leather, its momentum completely dissipated.
"Fellow Daoist Black Wind, isn't it beneath your dignity to suddenly kill a mere Core Formation junior?" The Ninth Elder's gentle yet authoritative voice rang out.
He had stepped forward unnoticed, standing between Luo Ming and the Black Wind Old Monster. Starlight swirled around him, his aura deep and profound. He subtly directed the pressure of the Nascent Soul stage towards the Black Wind Old Monster, his gaze calm yet sharp.