Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 297 High Grade Spiritual Weapon
"Hahaha...it's fine if others say so, but Fellow Daoist Chen's thunder technique is astonishing, even I can't compare to it. Why do you need to be so cautious?"

Fan Detian laughed heartily. Although his words sounded nice, there was a hint of disdain in his tone.

"Everyone says this person is quite capable in combat, but now, even before the battle even begins, he's already feeling fear... It seems he's just another name for nothing!"

Chen Mu smiled faintly upon hearing this, as if he hadn't grasped the deeper meaning behind it. He said softly, "I'm used to being cautious... How about Fellow Daoist Fan lead the way, and I'll follow closely behind?"

He was worried about not being able to join the battle, but since this person was so conceited, he was happy to see it happen, so he just went along with it and complimented him.

Fan Detian nodded slightly, then said solemnly, "That's fine. Fellow Daoist Chen's realm is weak, so you should just follow me!"

After he finished speaking, he took off into the air and flew forward.

Chen Mu laughed in his heart, stood up and slowly landed behind him.

Not long after, the two flew over a thousand feet away. Perhaps it was because Fan Detian's spiritual sense had a range of five thousand feet, and at this time he just happened to detect the situation ahead, and the light of escape suddenly stopped!
"Fellow Daoist Chen, there are thirteen evil foundation-building cultivators ahead..."

Fan Detian's expression suddenly changed. When he turned around to tell him, he suddenly came to his senses. Thoughts flashed through his mind, and he suspected that Chen Mu might have already found out everything.

But he quickly dismissed this thought. How could a cultivator in the early stages of his cultivation possess such a powerful spiritual sense?

"Daoyou Chen—"

He was about to continue telling his story, but before he could finish his words he was interrupted by a sudden inspiration.

"Whoosh!"

A pitch-black arrow flew across a distance of five thousand feet in a few breaths and attacked straight ahead, stirring up a stream of evil energy.

Fan Detian became alert and quickly moved forward, narrowly avoiding the attack.

Although Chen Mu had discovered it earlier, he was still shocked at this time.

This attack method is almost as good as the full-strength attack of a cultivator who has reached the peak of foundation building!
It should be that the other party worked together to perform...

While he was thinking, he saw several compelling ideas coming one after another, all hitting Fan Detian.

"Humph!"

Even a clay man has a temper. Under the continuous arrows, Fan Detian's magic power shook, and countless vines emerged from his body. In the blink of an eye, they were wrapped into a shield. Then he summoned blue clouds in the sky, condensed them into a beam and shot forward.

"Bang bang bang!"

There were a series of explosions, and the arrows actually penetrated the vine shield and shot towards Fan Detian, who was terrified.

Before his new strength was generated, he had no time to use any defensive means again. He could only hastily summon a low-level spiritual weapon in the shape of a monument and hold it across his body.

"Fellow Daoist Chen!"

Perhaps he felt that his spiritual weapon could not withstand the attack, so he immediately called out to Chen Mu loudly.

Chen Mu's heart moved when he heard this. With Fan Detian taking the lead in attracting the evil cultivators' attacks, the danger of him exposing his whereabouts was greatly reduced.

Besides, this person is supported by another country after all, so for the sake of justice, we cannot just ignore him...

Thinking of this, he suddenly raised his sword and swung it. Hundreds of water-colored sword qi swam out and turned into sword beams, shooting out like raindrops, covering the several arrow feathers!
"Ding ding ding..."

The arrow feather that had just penetrated the stele-shaped spiritual weapon swayed left and right under the pouring sword light. After a few breaths, it lost its strength and disappeared in a flash.

Seeing this, Fan Detian, who was panting, breathed a sigh of relief, and for a moment he felt dry mouth and tongue.

Not to mention the time he spent in Zhao State, even in his entire cultivation career, because everything went smoothly, he had never faced such a dangerous situation.

If Chen Mu hadn't taken action, he would have been in great danger...

"Thank you... Thank you, Fellow Daoist Chen."

Chen Mu frowned slightly and stared at the sky in front of him as if he didn't hear anything.

Fan Detian suppressed the mixed thoughts in his mind and followed his gaze.

But then three rays of light flashed across the sky and stopped not far ahead, revealing three black-robed figures.

"Hahaha... little thief, no wonder I scolded you for not coming out in front of the battle, it turns out you were hiding here!"

The black-robed monk on the right laughed out loud when he saw Chen Mu. From his tone, it was the monk named Zhong from before.

"Two brothers, this thief is the one who stole my spiritual sword. Hand him over to me and kill him!" "Oh?" A hint of coldness flashed in the eyes of the man in the middle, but then he chuckled and said, "Since Junior Brother Zhong has requested this, how can Junior Brother Guo and I get in the way!"

"Boom!"

The male cultivator named Zhong was about to say something when there was a loud bang from his spiritual vein, followed by a rolling sound at an incredible speed.

Chen Mu secretly expanded his spiritual sense and his heart became calm.

However, Shi Xin noticed their situation and led his men to counterattack.

The monk in the middle narrowed his eyes and said in a cold voice: "The garrison has come out, quickly deal with them and return, business is more important!"

"Yes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the two of them rushed towards Fan Detian, who had a bitter look on his face.

The male cultivator named Zhong grinned grimly, waved his hand and threw out several talismans, which turned into spiritual lights of different colors and hit Chen Mu like a stream of light.

"Bang bang bang!"

Before the spiritual light got close, it was dispersed by the sword energy swung by Chen Mu.

The male cultivator named Zhong's eyes flashed, but he didn't look surprised at all.

How could someone who could take away his spiritual sword and withstand the Seven Axes of Juetian be defeated by some spiritual talismans?

What he did just now was just a trick to hide his confidence!
He curled his lips into a smile, and a purple magic disk suddenly appeared in his hand.

Almost at the moment when the talisman disappeared, a black and white beam of light spurted out from the mirror of the magic disk. After a slight shake, it split into a bunch of thin threads and coiled around like a spirit snake.

Chen Mu's pupils shrank slightly when he saw this. With his spiritual sense, he felt an endless spiritual aura as powerful as the mountains pressing towards him.

"A top-grade spiritual weapon! That purple magic disk is actually a top-grade spiritual weapon! No wonder he's so confident and wants to kill me alone..."

I don’t know who this person is. He lost a set of Three Talents Spiritual Swords that were comparable to top-grade spiritual weapons, and then he took out a real top-grade spiritual weapon!

As his mind raced, he quickly changed his stance, replacing the Chongxu Huashan Seal with the Guishui Yinlei.

A top-grade spiritual weapon is no different from other ones, so he'd better be safe...

"Boom!"

The night lightning as thick as a giant python faced the fluffy thin silk, and they were evenly matched!

The male cultivator named Zhong became angry upon seeing this, simply because the situation was not as one-sided as he had imagined.

"Didn't Master Tian say that as long as I took out this treasure, I could avenge my previous shame... Why can't I suppress his thunder magic? Could he be lying to me?"

Little did they know that Chen Mu's thunder technique had improved a lot compared to before...

While cursing in his mind, the male cultivator named Zhong tapped the magic disk several times in succession, and strands of silk flew out, then entangled together and turned into a gray net that covered Chen Mu.

Chen Mu had calmed down by now, because as long as he could block the initial attack, he would be confident of victory.

After all, his own Taoist foundation is extraordinary, and his magic power is several times more than that of ordinary cultivators.

Moreover, although the power of high-grade spiritual weapons is astonishing, the consumption of magical power cannot be calculated by common sense.

"You are only an early-stage cultivator. How many times can you forcibly use a high-grade spiritual weapon..."

Chen Mu narrowed his eyes, and his magic power seemed to flow into the magic pattern endlessly, stirring up a series of Yin thunders of Guishui that shot up into the sky to meet the gray net that was about to cover him.

The two sides were in a stalemate, and the male cultivator named Zhong gritted his teeth and tried his best to activate the magic disk in his hand.

After only half a minute, he suddenly felt his mana stagnate. He then suddenly remembered Uncle Tian's advice: Don't be greedy for power, use it sparingly...

In an instant, the male cultivator named Zhong broke out in a cold sweat. If his magic power was exhausted, he would probably be killed by Chen Mu on the spot!

Fortunately, he reacted not too late and still had some strength to escape.

"Damn little thief!"

He cursed inwardly, and with a fierce urge of the magic disk in his hand, he forced back the lightning. Then he took off and in a few flashes, he was about to escape behind the other two...

(End of this chapter)