Xiuxian, I can travel to another world

Chapter 544 Spring and Autumn Cocoon

Even though they are both fifth-rank, their strength is still worlds apart.

As a core disciple of the Daoist Sect, Wang Ding cultivates top-tier martial arts techniques and possesses a set of supreme-grade Qi and Blood Divine Weapons.

His attack forced the three of them to join forces against him.

The old man's name was Pei Ran, and he was the chief steward of the External Affairs Hall of the Paijiao Sect. His subordinates called him Master.

His cultivation level was above the fifth rank, even stronger than Wang Ding's, but he was at a disadvantage as soon as they made contact.

His hands were brownish-brown, his fists were powerful and solid, and his blood and qi were scattered and then gathered again.

With a sway of his feet, he moved several feet away as if by teleportation, causing Wang Ding to raise an eyebrow.

"Dual cultivation of martial arts and magic, earth-based escape techniques?"

Long Nie is of dragon bloodline, wields a convenient shovel, and is tall, strong, and incredibly powerful.

Only it could stand against Wang Ding's halberd.

Wen Fangsi, a wandering cultivator from Lianshan Island in the East China Sea, was a person whose identity and origins were unknown to anyone.

This person wielded two short swords, his movements were elusive and unpredictable, and although his strength was weak, he had many tricks up his sleeve.

With the three of them working together, Wang Ding's momentum was momentarily halted.

"Step aside!"

The halberd trembled in the air, its wisps of energy condensing and growing heavier with each passing moment.

The invisible pressure made it hard to breathe.

"Together."

Wen Fangsi lowered his eyebrows:
"Take care of him first, then use the Divine Fruit?"

"it is good."

The Dragon Apostle nodded, and with a flick of his shovel, a burst of energy over ten feet long shot out.

If Wang Ding is allowed to continue accumulating power, the three of them will be no match for him.

"Stop, stop!"

Pei Ran flicked his wrist, slowly clenched his fist, and made a feinting punch forward. Stone slabs weighing tens of thousands of pounds flew into the air and crashed down in front of him.

The method he practiced was called Hunyuan Gong, which was an ordinary skill, but when combined with the Earth Element Technique, it could produce extraordinary effects.

When one's vital energy and magical power merge, one can leverage the might of heaven and earth with a meager strength, easily crushing ordinary fifth-rank cultivators.

No matter what.

His opponent was Wang Ding.

"boom!"

The halberd swung through the air, exuding a domineering aura, with waves of energy pressing down, each stronger than the last.

Wang Ding, wielding only a halberd, strode forward, forcing the three men to retreat repeatedly.

Not only that.

His sheer presence occupied almost a third of the square, forcing everyone to scramble outwards.

Fifth rank?

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it was a fourth-rank official.

"As expected of a core disciple of a top-tier sect, truly remarkable." Wen Fangsiyin remarked with admiration.
"If you two are still holding back, then there's no need to covet the divine fruit."

"Humph!"

The Dragon Apostle snorted coldly, his scarlet eyes darting around, and his muscles suddenly bulged.

Its back muscles twitched, and a pair of fleshy wings grew out.

Despite its small size, the fleshy wings doubled its speed, and the heavy, convenient shovel danced in a blur of motion.

For a while.

This caused Wang Ding's forward momentum to pause slightly.

"Ugh!"

Pei Ran sighed softly, a helpless expression on her face. She lightly formed hand seals, and her qi and blood gathered in the air.

The Dharma Form of Qi and Blood!

The true meaning of martial arts!

"Good!" Facing the three who were giving their all, Wang Ding didn't get angry but laughed, his blood surging again.

"Ha ha……"

"That's more like it!"

"boom!"

The air rippled outwards with each strike of the halberd, creating visible ripples that spread out one after another.

Countless afterimages streaked across graceful curves, once again suppressing the three.

Ok?
The three men's expressions darkened. The Overlord Cauldron—was it really that powerful?
The three of them still have some trump cards up their sleeves, but once they use these methods, there will be no turning back.

If it fails, it will be a fight to the death.

Moreover.

As a core disciple of the Dao Seeking Sect, how could Wang Ding not possess such means?

"Zheng!"

suddenly.

A soft murmur reached their ears.

The sound was not loud, but it was clearly audible, like a sword being drawn from its sheath and forcefully inserted into the battlefield.

Do not!
It didn't just insert itself into the battlefield; it also overwhelmed the four-person confrontation with an overwhelming force.

Zhu Ju, wielding swords and knives, unleashed the Ten Directions Killing Realm. With the Dharma Realm united, time and space seemed to freeze.

His cultivation and strength were certainly not stronger than the four of them, but his grasp of the timing was just right.

At the instant the four people's energy clashed, he rushed in with the speed of a whirlwind and instantly suppressed them.

The suppression could only last for two breaths.

but,
enough!
Zhu Ju's figure appeared slow but was actually swift; he took only two steps before approaching the Immortal Tree.

The four tried to struggle and stop them, but under the exquisite control, each of them was essentially facing the combined attack of the other four. The more they struggled, the more difficult it became for them to move.

"Whoosh!"

Just as Zhu Ju was about to touch the divine fruit, a stream of light flew out from Wen Fangsi's sleeve.

Ok?
Zhu Ju raised an eyebrow, and a sword light suddenly appeared beside him, slashing down at the incoming object.

The Dharma realm composed of the ten directions of killing realms still exists, and nothing can touch his body.

"Peng!"

The light shattered.

Zhu Ju's expression suddenly changed.

not good!

"Shh!"

A layer of transparent gel-like substance suddenly appeared nearby, instantly enveloping an area several feet in size.

Its speed was so fast that it even surpassed the perception of divine sense.

Even with Zhu Ju's divine sense as a third-grade primordial spirit, he could only see the gelatinous substance unfolding but was powerless to dodge it.

"Peng!"

The Ten Directions Killing Realm shattered, and the four of them retreated together, looking towards Zhu Ju, who was wrapped in gelatinous substance.

Zhu Ju lifted his feet off the ground, stretched out his right hand, and froze in mid-air, enveloped in a transparent gel, like an amber.

"Spring and Autumn Cocoon!"

Wang Ding's expression was solemn:

"You actually possess such a wondrous object?"

"Spring and Autumn Cocoon?" The Dragon Apostle's voice was deep:
"A legendary treasure that can freeze time?"

"good."

Wen Fangsi nodded:
"The Sun and Moon Silkworm, the Spring and Autumn Cocoon. Many years ago, I heard that I was traveling in the Western Barbarian lands and happened to meet a Gu Dao master. I obtained a Spring and Autumn Cocoon from that senior, and I never thought I would have to use it today."

"Rumor has it that once the Spring and Autumn Cocoon is activated, it will freeze time and space and consume the lifespan of others." Pei Ran's face showed apprehension.
"In a short while, a young man can be reduced to a skeleton and die from exhaustion of his lifespan."

"Many of the rumors are exaggerated," Wen Fangsi shook his head.
"The Spring and Autumn Cocoon does not freeze time and space; it only speeds up the flow of time and space in a certain place."

He looked at Zhu Ju and said:

"At this moment, the time in this person's spacetime is different from ours. A cycle of sixty years will pass within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. This person is about thirty years old. After escaping, he will be a ninety-year-old man."

"certainly……"

"That is, he was still alive at that time."

Wang Ding's eyes twitched, his gaze filled with astonishment.

Ninety years old?
As long as one has not advanced to the third rank and one's physical body has not transcended, one's essence, energy, and spirit will decline and one will be on the verge of death.

So does he!
"Brother Wen," Pei Ran asked.
"According to what you've said, is this friend also able to sense the flow of time? If he's cultivating inside, wouldn't he have sixty years more time to cultivate than us?"

"That's theoretically true." Wen Fangsi chuckled.
"It's actually impossible."

"Once the cocoon of spring and autumn breaks open, the person inside will be unable to move, unable to refine the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and unable to devour pills. At most, they can circulate their internal blood and qi. Let alone whether they can cultivate, they would probably have starved to death long ago if they had not eaten or drunk for sixty years."

That's right.

If someone is frozen in time for sixty years and cannot eat or drink, they will definitely starve to death.

The four exchanged glances and looked at the immortal tree again.

(End of this chapter)