Chapter 449 70: Gold Foil, Jiu Ying, Sisters

He was dressed in a magnificent robe, with an extraordinary air about him. The Sword Intent emanating from his body was pure and sharp.

This person was none other than Fang Jingyuan, who had rushed here from the Abyssal Marsh in the Yun Country.

Several years had passed since he traveled through the Wilderness with his father, Fang Cheng. Fang Jingyuan had successfully condensed his Life Talisman two years ago, mastering the Celestial Demon Slaying Immortal Technique.

Thanks to the talisman seed left for him by that Tribulation Realm Great Power in the great tomb all those years ago, the foundation of his condensed Life Talisman was incredibly profound. His Magical Power was immense, far surpassing other Cultivators of the same stage.

However, after advancing to the Life Talisman stage, he gradually discovered that the growth of his Cultivation had slowed significantly. For someone with his personality, this was truly difficult to bear.

Cultivating in seclusion was like building a cart behind closed doors; it always felt like something was missing.

He went to the Yinluo Sect to ask his grand-master, Sun Fuguo, for advice. Only then did he learn that he needed to go out and gain experience, to travel the world, broaden his horizons, and comprehend the Celestial Dao.

More importantly, only by tempering his Dao Heart in the crucible of danger could he achieve a breakthrough!

He resolutely bid farewell to his mother and embarked on a solitary journey through the Jin Country.

At this moment, Fang Jingyuan zipped through the downpour, a Protective Spiritual Light shielding him from the wind and rain.

The sky ahead was dark and gloomy, an apocalyptic scene.

He had no shortage of Flying Escape Magical Artifacts or Talismans, many of them high-grade, yet he chose the most primitive method of flight, blending into the vast expanse of wind and rain.

Suddenly, he heard a series of loud bangs and the clang of metal ringing through the storm. Fang Jingyuan halted his Escape Light and gazed into the distance.

Between the somber heavens and earth, deep within the densely clouded sky, a ball of spiritual light faintly burst forth. The sounds of a magical battle were coming from there.

Fang Jingyuan's expression flickered. After a moment of thought, he silently formed a Spell.

A terrifying aura materialized behind him, and the phantom of a ferocious beast quietly appeared.

It had the body of an ox, the tail of a dragon, and nine vicious, menacing serpent heads that let out a silent roar.

The Demon Saint, Jiu Ying.

The Jiu Ying phantom transformed into a watery light that enveloped Fang Jingyuan, and then vanished into the storm, as if becoming a part of the endless rain itself.

In the distant sky, two groups of Cultivators were locked in a fierce, life-or-death battle.

One group consisted of three Cultivators in cyan armor. Judging by their Divine Techniques, which were all steeped in demonic intent, and their ruthless, lethal strikes, it was obvious they were Demon Sect Cultivators.

The other group was clearly at a disadvantage, with their Cultivators being killed one after another. The two strongest among them were, surprisingly, a pair of tall, beautiful women.

The two women looked nearly identical, with eyes like bright stars, elegant dark brows, and delicate features. Both had Early-stage Life Talisman Cultivation.

At this moment, the two women worked together, summoning a glittering golden ring that hovered above their heads. It spun rapidly, creating a cascade of afterimages that blocked their opponents' attacks.

But it wasn't enough to protect their other companions. The Cultivation of those few was inconsistent; a single glance revealed they were Loose Cultivators, no match for experts from a major Demon Sect.

The three Demon Sect Cultivators quickly slaughtered the remaining Cultivators and began to jointly besiege the two women.

At the same time, two more streaks of cyan Demonic Light flew in from the distance, and someone shouted, "Not a single one got away."

The leader sneered, "Ning Shuang, Ning Xue, hand over that golden foil now! If you truly anger us brothers, we'll make sure you two sisters will wish for death but be unable to find it!"

All five of them were Demon Dao Body Refining Cultivators. They were tall and burly, clad in battle armor and wielding weapons like long halberds and sabers. As they brandished their weapons, Demonic Light flared and their killing intent boiled.

The golden ring above the sisters' heads trembled as it blocked the five men's attacks at incredible speed, but it was clearly on its last legs, its power failing.

The sisters' minds were linked. Knowing they would have no other chance if they didn't escape now, one of them raised her hand and released a streak of golden light.

A yellow sparrow emerged, carrying a sheet of golden foil in its beak. In an instant, it shot skyward and vanished into the thick clouds.

The five Demon Cultivators sneered. Three of them shot into the sky to intercept the sparrow, while the remaining two continued to besiege the women, clearly having no intention of letting the two beautiful Female Cultivators go.

Just then, a sudden clap of thunder exploded in the sky.

Immediately after, a blinding thundercloud about an acre in size abruptly appeared, sweeping the three Demon Cultivators into it.

The two beautiful women cried out in unison. The golden ring suddenly trembled and split into over a hundred copies, shooting out in all directions. The two besieging Demon Cultivators hastily defended themselves.

Seizing the opportunity, the two women's Escape Lights merged into one as they fled frantically into the distant sky.

But they had only flown a hundred zhang when a streak of Demonic Light, which had long been lying in wait, shot out at an angle. It struck the two of them viciously, like a predator pouncing on its prey.

The two women cried out in pain as they were brutally struck by a Profound Black Iron Chain as thick as a bowl. Their spiritual light shattered, their faces turned deathly pale, and blood trickled from the corners of their mouths.

The iron chain coiled around the two women like a venomous snake, subduing them.

A tall, burly, cyan-armored giant emerged, treading on thin air. He sneered, "A couple of mere Spirit Moon Sect Disciples think they can escape from me? What a joke."

Without their protective spiritual light, the two women were instantly drenched by the torrential rain. Their mature, graceful curves were completely revealed, and a bestial lust flickered in the cyan-armored giant's eyes.

The giant didn't notice that while he was capturing the two women, something had happened to his five comrades.

First were the three who had shot into the sky. Just as they were about to catch the sparrow, a Thunder Pill clutched in its claws suddenly exploded.

The thundercloud expanded, unleashing the full power of a Tier Two Thunder Pill.

The three circulated their Demon Skills, doing their utmost to resist the might of the lightning. But they never expected an invisible, formless sword light to quietly slip into the thundercloud and flash across their necks in an instant.

This sword light was incomparably sharp, far exceeding the limits of their defenses. Like cutting down weeds, it instantly extinguished their life force.

The sheet of golden foil remained unharmed amidst the lightning and was gently taken by a youth shrouded in water and fire.

「A moment later.」

The youth urged his sword light onward, which moved silently through the torrential rain.

Two muffled, thunder-like hums of a sword rang out, only to be immediately drowned out by the clap of real thunder that filled the sky.

Five mutilated corpses plummeted down.

The youth's sword light gracefully appeared before the cyan-armored giant.

The giant snapped to his senses, but by the time he did, he was already submerged in an endless torrent of Sword Auras.

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