txolops Chapter 60 Crisis
Chapter 60 Crisis
Just as Lu Xuan was overjoyed at the imminent success of the Xuanhuo Mirror, the cultivator surnamed Bai beside him suddenly launched an attack! He was originally sitting cross-legged to recover his depleted mana, but his hand gestures suddenly changed, and his eyes suddenly opened, looking towards Lu Xuan.
A blood shadow, condensed to the point of being tangible, shot through the air toward Lu Xuan.
The speed was so fast that even Luo Ming, standing to the side, only saw a blur before his eyes and had no time to react. After realizing what was happening, he narrowed his eyes slightly, "They've already started?"
"Hmph, this treasure is mine!" A maniacal smile appeared on the face of the cultivator surnamed Bai, but before the smile could fully bloom, his throat suddenly stiffened as if it were being choked by an invisible hand, and his eyes stared at Lu Xuan with disbelief and horror.
"Wait... your aura... how is this possible?!"
The blood-red light, powerful enough to pierce any protective barrier of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, was firmly fixed just a finger's width away from Lu Xuan's brow. A luminous spiritual light emanated from his body, completely imprisoning the blood-red light.
What terrified the cultivator surnamed Bai even more was that the aura emanating from Lu Xuan was several times more powerful than that of a Foundation Establishment cultivator at the peak, carrying a sense of oppressive force that made one's heart tremble.
The cultivator surnamed Bai was filled with shock and disbelief. He had just used the Blood Spirit Thorn technique to launch a sneak attack precisely because he had calculated that Lu Xuan was weakened by the enormous energy consumed in refining the magic weapon, and that he had no chance of escaping.
Luo Ming, a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator, was even less of a threat in his eyes. Little did he expect that it was all a deception orchestrated by Lu, who had been acting from beginning to end!
"Tsk tsk tsk! Brother Bai, we've known each other for nearly a hundred years, I never expected you would risk your life for a magic weapon." Lu Xuan slowly raised his eyes, his voice sinister and chilling, "If I hadn't already broken through to the Pseudo-Core Realm, I would probably have truly fallen to your Blood Spirit Thorn today."
"Hmph, so you've already tried to break through to the Core Formation stage, but failed. Now you're hiding your cultivation; I'm afraid you don't have good intentions!"
The cultivator surnamed Bai suppressed his fear, his gaze sweeping over the array patterns that were quietly lighting up around him. His expression grave, he shouted to Luo Ming, "Fellow Daoist Luo, this person clearly intends to kill us both once the magic weapon is completed! Only by joining forces can we have a chance of survival!"
Luo Ming's eyes darted warily between the two men, a sense of foreboding creeping into his mind. Neither of these two old foxes could be trusted; he just wanted to get away from this dangerous place as quickly as possible.
He originally thought that with his mental techniques, no Foundation Establishment cultivator could do anything to him, but he never expected that none of these old guys who had lived for nearly two hundred years were easy to deal with.
Moreover, at the moment the cultivator surnamed Bai launched his sneak attack, Lu Xuan had already secretly activated the array. The pale golden array patterns flowed across the four walls of the stone chamber, completely sealing off the entire space. Clearly, this was premeditated.
Pseudo-Core Formation!
Luo Ming felt a heavy weight in his heart. He naturally knew how terrifying this realm was—it was a special realm that a Foundation Establishment cultivator who failed to break through to Core Formation.
Although the mana in his dantian was not fully crystallized, it was much more solid than that of a Foundation Establishment cultivator at the peak of his cultivation. The protective aura on his body even possessed the charm of a Core Formation cultivator, making it impossible to break through with ordinary means.
"The cultivation world is indeed fraught with danger, everyone is so well hidden. I am still too young." Luo Ming sighed inwardly, feeling that he was still too naive.
He had only come here for a few bottles of pills, but he never expected to get caught up in such a life-or-death situation, with his opponent wanting to take his life.
"I had no intention of killing you two."
Lu Xuan slowly scanned the two of them, his voice remaining as gentle and polite as ever. However, in the current situation, this gentleness only sent chills down their spines. "If you obediently submit to the divine soul restriction I place upon you, you can save your lives today. Otherwise..."
Before he finished speaking, the threat was already evident in his words. Once the soul restriction was placed, their lives would be entirely in the other party's hands, and Luo Ming and the Bai-surnamed cultivator naturally could not agree to that.
Seeing that neither of them reacted, Lu Xuan's gentle expression vanished completely, replaced by a cruel, sneer: "Looks like you're refusing to listen to reason. Since that's the case, don't blame me if you end up being turned into puppets!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful aura of the pseudo-core swept out like a tangible force, crushing down on the two of them.
Luo Ming frowned sharply and hurriedly activated all his divine sense to resist, barely managing to avoid being suppressed by this oppressive force. He knew that if a cultivator's divine sense suppressed them during a battle, their strength would be greatly reduced, and they might even find it difficult to cast spells smoothly.
Seeing that Luo Ming could withstand his divine sense pressure, Lu Xuan's eyes flashed with surprise: "I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Luo's divine sense to be so powerful. I really misjudged him!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of light appeared in the magic bag at his waist, and two black shadows suddenly pounced out; they were actually two humanoid puppets.
The puppet had a ferocious face and was surrounded by a faint aura of death. Judging from its shape and appearance, it was obviously made from the flesh of two Foundation Establishment cultivators, and traces of flesh that had not been fully refined remained at its joints.
Luo Ming was shocked by what he saw and dared not hold back any longer. With a thought, he summoned the Blood Jade Spider. As for the other spirit beasts, facing such a scene would be tantamount to suicide. As for the Fat Sun Bird, it had just exhausted itself while refining the Profound Fire Mirror and was not suitable for fighting. Naturally, he would not waste his energy.
Only then did he realize that although he had many spirit beasts, when it came to a life-or-death crisis, he, as their master, had to be the one to take the lead. He couldn't help but reflect on whether there was a problem with his spirit beast training method.
In reality, his spirit beasts' advancement speed was quite normal, even a bit too fast; it was just that his master had encountered an enemy who was too strong.
Upon seeing the Blood Jade Spider, a level four demonic beast with an astonishing aura, Lu Xuan frowned slightly. He immediately sent out two divine thoughts to control puppets to entangle the Blood Jade Spider, while simultaneously raising his right hand to summon a gourd-shaped magic artifact.
The magical artifact rapidly expanded under his magical power, instantly becoming ten feet in size. The gourd's mouth suddenly opened, and billowing flames surged out, transforming into two blazing waves of fire that swept towards Luo Ming and the old man surnamed Bai respectively.
Although this gourd-shaped magic artifact is also a top-grade magic artifact, its power has greatly increased under the impetus of the magic power of a pseudo-core cultivator who has already crystallized halfway, far surpassing that of a foundation-establishment cultivator.
Upon seeing this, the old man surnamed Bai quickly summoned a blood-red flag, from which a blood-red light spread out, forming a blood wall in front of him, struggling to resist the onslaught of flames.
Luo Ming dared not be negligent and summoned his golden shield to defend. The hissing sound was incessant as the outer layer of magical shield melted rapidly under the scorching flames. He frantically poured magical power into the shield while simultaneously activating his Qianyang Fire Eye, scanning his surroundings intently for an opportunity to break the deadlock.
"Hmph, trying to run away?" Lu Xuan caught a glimpse of the Bai surname cultivator's unusual movements out of the corner of his eye and sneered.
It turned out that while resisting the impact of the flames, the cultivator surnamed Bai had quietly slipped to the edge of the stone chamber and was now summoning a cone-shaped magic weapon that was surrounded by the power of thunder and fire.
He frantically channeled his inner power into the magical artifact, and the cone-shaped artifact immediately unleashed an astonishing aura. Lightning crackled all around it, and crimson flames intertwined with pale purple lightning, emanating a terrifying aura of destruction.
"You actually possess a Thunderfire Cone?" Lu Xuan's expression changed slightly, and he quickly summoned another red flying sword to intercept. Thunderfire Cones are magical artifacts that are specifically designed to break restrictions, so he naturally dared not let the other party act recklessly. Once the formation was broken, today's plan would be in vain.