txolops Chapter 246 Randeng is pursued again, the Sage comes to his rescue.
Chapter 246 Randeng is pursued again, the Sage comes to his rescue.
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Burning Lamp gathered his magical power and struck forward fiercely, shaking off all the acquired spiritual treasures that were attacking him.
Amidst the burst of inspiration, he was overjoyed, thinking he had found an opportunity to escape, and immediately prepared to leap away from the place.
However, Lingya Xian and Jinguang Xian were already poised to make their move.
They simultaneously activated their magic incantations, causing the dozens of acquired spiritual treasures that had been shaken away to immediately stop their momentum, then change direction and attack the lamp once more.
The sound of the magic weapon piercing through the air was sharp and piercing, bringing with it streaks of light that blocked all of Randeng's escape routes.
"burst!"
Just as these acquired spiritual treasures approached within a few feet of Randeng, Lingya Xian and Jinguang Xian roared in unison.
In an instant, dozens of acquired spiritual treasures detonated simultaneously, a deafening roar that swept across the heavens and earth, and violent energy spread out.
Although Ran Deng possessed the cultivation of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, he was still unable to withstand the power of numerous spiritual treasures exploding at such close range. His protective immortal light shattered instantly, and he was violently thrown away.
Although the self-destruction of a postnatal spiritual treasure is not as devastating as that of a prenatal spiritual treasure, the combined power of dozens of such treasures is still enough to severely injure a Grand Luo Golden Immortal.
The lamp fell heavily from mid-air, crashing to the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.
His clothes were torn, blood was spilling from the corner of his mouth, and his breath was rapidly weakening; he was clearly seriously injured.
He struggled to stand up, but the pain all over his body made it difficult for him to move.
Lingya Xian and Jinguang Xian exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with murderous intent.
They pressed forward relentlessly, their hands forming incantations, clearly not intending to give Randeng any chance to catch his breath.
Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, the two knew that Ran Deng's cultivation was profound, and only by seizing this opportunity to completely eliminate him could they prevent future troubles.
Just as the two approached to within a few feet of Randeng, Randeng, who seemed to be exhausted, suddenly looked up, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes.
Just as the two of them approached, Randeng poured all his remaining magical power into the coffin lamp.
The next moment, the ghostly flames in the coffin lamp suddenly activated and attacked the two of them.
According to Ran Deng's calculations, he poured all his remaining magical power into the coffin lamp. Even if he couldn't kill the two, he could at least severely injure them.
However, Lingya Xian and Jinguang Xian remained calm despite their shock, as the protective talisman bestowed by Tongtian earlier automatically activated at this critical moment.
Two beams of clear light rose from their arms, transforming into a thin light curtain that protected them.
The ghostly flames crashed into the light barrier, hissing as they struck, but failed to penetrate and eventually dissipated slowly.
Lingya Xian gently touched the talisman on her chest, its radiance now slightly dimmed.
He glanced down at the lamps, a mocking smile playing on his lips:
"Senior Burning Lamp is truly despicable and shameless; his last stand was filled with such insidious tricks."
Unfortunately, the teacher had already bestowed upon you a protective talisman. It seems that today, senior, you are destined to face your doom.
Ran Deng closed his eyes and sighed deeply, his heart filled with despair.
He had exhausted all his means, and now his magical power was depleted, his injuries were severe, and he had no power to resist anymore.
Lingya Xian said no more, raised his hand to gather his magic power, and a stream of qi formed in his palm, which he was about to strike down on the crown of Randeng Tian.
"Fellow Daoist, rest in peace on your journey. Once you're listed on the Investiture of the Gods, remember to properly apologize to my disciples of the Jie Sect."
Lingya Xian's voice was icy, her killing intent unwavering.
Burning the lamp, his heart was ashen, he closed his eyes and awaited death.
However, just as Lingya Xian was about to kill Randeng, the world suddenly fell silent.
A powerful pressure descended from the heavens, as if the sky were collapsing and mountains and seas were suppressing, causing the three people present to freeze in place.
Lingya Xian and Jinguang Xian's expressions changed drastically. They could sense that this was the unique pressure of a saint.
Sensing that aura, Ran Deng suddenly opened his eyes, and in his ecstasy, he immediately shouted:
"Master, please save me!"
Although Lingya Xian and Jinguang Xian were intimidated by the holy power, their will was firm. After only a moment's hesitation, they once again activated their magic power, and the qi in their palms slammed hard against Randeng's head.
They knew that the sage's arrival must be to save Ran Deng, and only by killing him first could they avoid any unforeseen circumstances.
But those below the level of a sage are all like ants.
Before their attacks could even touch the lamp, they were deflected.
They were struck as if by a heavy blow, flying backward several feet before staggering to the ground, their blood and qi churning within them.
The next moment, ripples spread through the void, and a figure quietly appeared.
Zhunti's gaze swept over Randeng, then glanced at Lingya Xian and Jinguang Xian, his expression calm, and he slowly spoke:
"I was passing through this place when I saw Fellow Daoist Ran Deng being robbed, so I stepped in to help. We are fellow Daoists, why should we fight to the death?"
Lingya Xian and Jinguang Xian quickly steadied their breathing and bowed respectfully: "Greetings, Uncle-Master Zhunti."
Zhunti did not respond, but simply stood quietly.
Lingya Xian sensed something was wrong. He bowed deeply again and respectfully said:
"Since you have come to save Ran Deng, we shall take our leave. We wish you a long and prosperous life on your path, and bid you farewell."
After saying that, he quietly tugged at Jin Guangxian's sleeve and turned to leave.
From the moment Zhunti appeared, Lingya Xian knew that this matter was far from simple.
How could a sage's actions happen by chance?
His intention was probably not simply to save people. Now that Randeng is still alive and the sage has arrived, if he lingers any longer, the chances of survival are slim.
Jin Guangxian understood, and the two of them moved slightly, about to transform into light and escape.
Their prediction was correct; how could Zhunti easily let them leave?
"It would be best if you two young friends stayed. I think you would be quite suitable as mounts."
Zhunti lightly raised his palm, his knuckles twitching slightly, and Lingya Xian and Jinguang Xian froze in place, unable to move.
The next moment, the two changed their forms and revealed their true forms as a white elephant and a golden-haired beast.
Seeing this, Ran Deng finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Although he could not kill the two immortals with his own hands, making them his mounts only added to the humiliation, which was quite satisfying.
He even secretly speculated that these two mounts might have been specially prepared for him by Zhunti.
Unfortunately, Ran Deng's intentions were merely wishful thinking.
Zhunti flicked his sleeves again, and Cihang Daoren and Puxian Zhenren, two of the Twelve Golden Immortals, appeared as summoned.
The two were initially puzzled, but upon seeing Zhunti, the golden-haired lion, and the white elephant, they immediately understood everything.
His joy was no longer concealed and was written all over his face.
They had been eyeing Lingya Xian and Jinguang Xian for a long time, but due to a lack of opportunity and strength, they had never been able to succeed.
Now that their mounts were right in front of them, the two felt even more grateful to Zhunti, and their previous thought of joining the Western Religion was quietly rekindled.
"This disciple is deeply grateful for the generous gift from Uncle-Master Zhunti!"
Zhunti smiled faintly and gently instructed:
"The fact that you two suddenly acquired mounts is bound to arouse suspicion."
It would be safer to entrust them to Western religions for the time being.
But don't worry, I will have them change their identities and go to your side to help you.
Upon hearing this, Cihang and Puxian realized their mistake and bowed again in gratitude.
Zhunti nodded slightly, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.
Of all the people, only Randeng was in the most miserable state.
Not only did he gain nothing on this trip, but he was also seriously injured by Lingya Xian and Jinguang Xian.
But when faced with a saint, no matter how unwilling he was, he could only swallow his anger silently.