My talisman pen is omnipotent. How should you deal with it?

When Xuan Ye heard this, it was like heavenly music filling his ears. The heavy stone in his heart instantly fell away, and naturally, what happened before was forgotten by him.

The Golden Guardian quickly flew to Xuan Ye's side, stretched out his hand and firmly grasped one of his arms, and said in a firm tone:

"Young Master, don't worry. As long as I am here, I will escort you back to the Tianyin Sect headquarters safely even at the cost of my life!"

Before he finished speaking, he pulled Xuan Ye to a direction and hurriedly flew away.

Xuan Ye looked at Dharma Protector Jin with gratitude: "Dharma Protector Jin, this young master will definitely..."

Before he could say anything else, he suddenly felt a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out uncontrollably. His vision went dark, and even speaking became extremely difficult.

On the ground not far from them, a seemingly ordinary divine eye was quietly watching all this, recording the situation here completely. At the same time, Chu Ci, who was hiding in the distance, saw through all the situations through the divine eye.

When Chu Ci heard the three words "Golden Protector", he was overjoyed. This was truly a case of finding something without any effort.

Unexpectedly, the Golden Protector he had been looking for was right in front of him, and the Tianyin Sect had just been destroyed. Now, there was only a dying young master left by the Golden Protector's side.

There is no doubt that now is the perfect time to pursue them. If we can successfully capture the Golden Protector, we will most likely find out the origin of the flywheel talisman.

Chu Ci had witnessed the young master's methods with his own eyes, and he knew very well that if the other party had not been injured, he would not be his opponent.

Although he had never fought against the Golden Protector, Chu Ci firmly believed that his current strength should be enough to defeat him - after all, he was just a foundation-building cultivator.

Thinking of this, Chu Ci no longer hesitated at all, and even ignored the nearby divine eyes for the time being. He fixed his eyes on the direction where the Golden Protector was fleeing, and with a spring of his legs, he quickly chased after him.

However, right now, the area within a radius of thousands of miles is filled with people from the Luoying Sect and the Divine Sword Sect. They are searching for the remnants of the Tianyin Sect, and small-scale fierce battles can be seen from time to time.

If I were unlucky enough to be discovered by these people, they would probably attack me immediately without even listening to any of my explanations.

So for the sake of safety, Chu Ci decided to continue using the invisibility talisman and the breath-suppressing talisman, speeding up and running wildly on the ground.

It was also difficult for the Golden Protector to fly fast at this time. After all, not only did he have to carry the seriously injured young master, but he also had to always pay attention to and avoid the powerful enemy who was chasing him from behind.

The Golden Guardian stared at the young master beside him, his eyes flickering. Not long ago, he had already had the intention to kill, but in the end he did not act immediately, which naturally had his own considerations.

During this period of time, the distance between him and Chu Ci was gradually narrowing.

On the other side, Changchun Patriarch successfully caught up with Mu Jue not long after. Seeing that there was no hope of escape, Mu Jue simply stopped, suddenly turned around and looked directly at Changchun Patriarch, and said:

"Fellow Daoist Changchun, we have known each other for a long time. Could you please spare my life today?"

Changchun Patriarch responded with a gloomy expression:

"Hmph! You actually have the nerve to speak? We are both Jin cultivators and have known each other for many years, yet you took advantage of the weakness within my sect to launch a sneak attack. Considering that you have admitted your mistakes and repented, I can let you go. But the prerequisite is that you must hand over the piece of spiritual nourishing wood as compensation to our Luoying Sect!"

At this moment, Patriarch Changchun was very worried about whether Patriarch Wuji could keep Jiyin and Zhiyin. If Mu Jue insisted on fighting to the death, he would not be able to kill him completely in a short time. It would be better to let the other party go. However, he was determined to get the Yangling Wood.

Hearing what Changchun Patriarch said, Mu Jue's face became a little stiff. His cultivation had not improved in a hundred years, and he was afraid that he would stay in the late Nascent Soul stage for the rest of his life.

And this thousand-year-old spiritual tree is too important to him.

Thinking of the short life span he had left, he glanced at the Changchun Patriarch who was standing in front of him and whose cultivation was one level higher than his. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said as if he had made a great determination: "Okay, I hope you can keep your promise."

Before he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and threw the extremely precious spirit-nourishing tree out without hesitation.

Patriarch Changchun steadily caught the spirit-nourishing wood, and after looking at it carefully, an expression of ecstasy appeared on his face.

He knew very well that the value of this ten thousand year old soul nurturing tree was incomparable. With such a treasure on his side, even if he encountered an accident in the future that caused his physical body to be destroyed, his soul could rely on this item to be preserved for ten thousand years.

Seeing that Changchun Patriarch had taken the Nurturing Spirit Wood into his pocket, Mu Jue turned around and was about to leave. Suddenly, he heard Changchun Patriarch shout, "Daoist friend Mu, please stay!"

Mu Jue's heart suddenly tightened, and his first thought was that Patriarch Changchun wanted to go back on his word and might even kill him to prevent future trouble.

After all, the matter of nourishing the spirit wood is of great importance. If this matter were to spread, it would undoubtedly be a huge hidden danger to the Changchun ancestor.

"Friend Mu, please don't misunderstand!" Patriarch Changchun saw through Mu Jue's thoughts at a glance and explained:

"I have no other intentions. I just want to tell you that the Black Wind Nation is sending more troops to the Baoxia Spiritual Mine, and the situation is becoming increasingly serious. I hope you will consider that we are all fellow Jin Nation members and go to reinforce our five major sects.

In addition, aiding the enemy like today must never happen again. I believe that Daoyou is also aware that Jiyin and Zhiyin are both cultivators from the Black Wind Nation. What Daoyou did is no different from treason and surrendering to the enemy?"

After hearing this, Mu Jue's face turned red and white, and he bowed hurriedly: "I will remember Brother Changchun's teachings."

Upon seeing this, Patriarch Changchun said no more and turned around to walk back the way he came.

Not long after, he arrived at the place where Patriarch Wuji and others were fighting fiercely.

At this time, there have been changes on the battlefield. Ancestor Wuji is seen controlling the Yangweiqin to fight fiercely with Zhiyin, while Ancestor Yifeng is still fighting against Jiyin.

As for Nangong Jun, after all, he had just been promoted to the Nascent Soul stage not long ago, and his strength was relatively weak, so he could only wait for an opportunity to use silver needles to assist in the battle.

Although Ji Yin and the other two were not at an advantage in numbers, the two Ten Thousand Souls Banners in their hands echoed each other and cooperated well, and they were not at a disadvantage at all.

For a moment, strong winds howled within a radius of several miles, gusts of cold wind stirred up huge waves, and countless wronged souls and evil spirits danced wildly in the air.

These wronged souls and evil spirits were like locusts passing through a land, leaving no grass growing wherever they passed. If any treasure was slightly touched by their aura, the spiritual energy contained in it would be lost quickly like a flood.

The Tianwu Demon-Sweeping Sword and the Yangwei Lute were already covered with a large number of wronged souls and evil spirits. If these two spiritual treasures were not themselves rare treasures, they would have collapsed and disintegrated long ago under the fierce erosion.

However, most of the evil spirits in the banner were also killed.

Yifeng and his two companions had a slight advantage, but Jiyin and his two companions put up a stubborn resistance, and the two sides were in a stalemate for a while.

At this moment, Patriarch Changchun suddenly appeared on the battlefield like a ghost.

When Ji Yin and the others saw the Changchun Patriarch, their hearts sank. The two looked at each other, roared in unison without hesitation, and at the same time urged the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in the air to spin at high speed.

In an instant, all the remaining souls in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner rushed out of the banner as if they had received some kind of command.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jiyin and Zhiyin turned around and rushed away into the distance at a speed as fast as lightning.