A life of leisure is worse than a life of flowers and splendour

Wushuang and his master quickly set foot on the second island. Compared to the previous one, this one could be described as "vast and boundless," its size far exceeding their imagination. Furthermore, within the archipelago of 16 islands, it was a true giant, like a dazzling pearl set within it.

But after stepping onto the path, before they could even leave, they instantly sensed something strange. A formation was forming, and both of them were instantly alert. Fortunately, the objects outside couldn't be used to create the formation; the enemy had simply used the terrain and some spiritual objects to create a simple, crude formation. They quickly broke through the formation and escaped, but it was during this brief moment that Wushuang sensed something strange.

Wushuang cursed inwardly, "Damn it! This damned aphrodisiac again! Is this damned Hehuan Sect's only resort to such despicable tactics?" She felt like crying, but no tears were left. This familiar feeling had returned. She'd been battling monsters so intensely for so long that she'd almost forgotten anyone could resort to such a lowly tactic.

Thinking carefully, this seemingly powerful formation before him was actually just a cover to confuse and paralyze himself and his master. Its real purpose was to buy time, so that they could secretly drug him. Thinking of this, Wushuang couldn't help but feel angry and helpless.

Master Xuancheng realized something was wrong and, seeing his apprentice about to collapse, he scooped her up and prepared to carry her away from here, tucked her under his arm. Going back was impossible, but he couldn't let those bastards get away with it.

However, Wushuang's body gradually grew scorching hot, and her consciousness began to blur. She couldn't help but press herself against Xuancheng Zhenjun, muttering to herself, "Master, take me away from here! I can't let that bastard get away with it! Bastard, bitch, when I become powerful enough, I'm going to overthrow his power..."

However, the two were surrounded by a person from the Hehuan Sect who was at the stage of transformation into a god and had four Nascent Souls. They blocked all directions.

"Master Xuancheng's disciple looks very uncomfortable. I'm afraid she won't be able to hold on for long. If you need it, I can make her an antidote. She won't lose out. My cultivation is much higher than hers. If it really doesn't work out, I will just marry her afterwards. I'm sincere enough." said Master Qingyang, the only incarnation of the Hehuan Sect.

Master Xuancheng's eyes widened, his face filled with rage, his cheeks trembling with anger. He clenched his teeth tightly, squeezing out harsh words: "Get out of here! You bunch of despicable and shameless people! The evil deeds you committed today will be avenged tomorrow! If anything happens to my disciple, I will make you pay with blood, and the fight will not stop until you die!"

Facing True Lord Xuancheng's threat, True Lord Qingyang laughed heartily with his head raised, "Hahahaha...Xuancheng, ah Xuancheng, why are you being so stubborn now? We're the only ones here, no other bystanders. Could it be that you're planning to personally detoxify your beloved disciple? In my opinion, you'd better give up as soon as possible. You're stalling for time, which will only make your beloved disciple suffer more. Look how miserable she is! Hahahaha..."

Xuan Cheng was so anxious at this moment that he couldn't care less about anything else. He only wanted to rush out. His figure was as fast as lightning, rushing forward recklessly. Meanwhile, the people from the Hehuan Sect saw this and immediately rushed over, and the two sides immediately confronted each other.

Although the disciples of the Hehuan Sect were afraid and did not dare to hurt Xuan Cheng easily, they still blocked his way tightly and showed no intention of backing down.

At this stalemate, a fierce gleam flashed in Master Xuancheng's eyes, and he shouted, "Watch out!" Then, with a wave of his hands, he unleashed his unique skill—Sparks of Fire. Instantly, countless sparks erupted from his hands, showering down in all directions like a meteor shower.

Faced with such a terrifying attack, the four Nascent Soul cultivators of the Hehuan Sect were immediately horrified and began to use their own defensive methods. They were in a panic and unable to take care of themselves.

Following the release of Sparking Fire, True Lord Xuancheng unleashed his might once again, immediately following with a Fiery Slash. This strike was incredibly powerful, sending blazing flames barreling across the battlefield, forming a path of fire. The scorching heat seemed capable of melting everything.

True Lord Xuancheng wanted to use the Fiery Slash to force his way through. However, just as he was about to break through the encirclement, a figure suddenly fell from the sky. It was True Lord Qingyang who stopped him in time.

The first move made by True Lord Qingyang was as powerful as thunder. He waved his sleeves lightly, and a powerful force surged out, intercepting True Lord Xuancheng's Fiery Slash.

This was the chasm between the peak of the Spiritual Transformation Realm and the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Realm! That enormous chasm, like a bottomless abyss, was no easy feat to cross. However, Xuan Cheng remained undeterred. After all, with the means he currently possessed, being able to temporarily contain those Nascent Soul cultivators was already quite a feat.

As for the formidable foe before him, who had reached the Great Perfection of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, Xuan Cheng already had a plan in mind. He stretched out his hand, and a powerful Spiritual Transformation sword talisman appeared in his palm. This sword talisman was one of his most valuable treasures, possessing astonishing power.

When the Divine Transformation Sword Talisman was summoned, True Venerable Qingyang's expression instantly grew solemn. As a cultivator at the Divine Transformation stage, he naturally understood the power of this sword talisman. Although he himself had reached the Divine Transformation stage, due to the unique cultivation techniques of the Hehuan Sect, he had utilized the strength of others to rapidly advance his cultivation. This gave him a clear advantage over Nascent Soul cultivators. However, if he encountered an opponent of equal cultivation, especially one like him, wielding the Divine Transformation Sword Talisman, he would have to proceed with caution, even as if facing a formidable enemy.

Instantly, True Venerable Qingyang felt a chill run down his spine, and every hair on his body stood on end. However, he reconsidered: the one controlling the sword talisman was merely a cultivator at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage. As long as he was prepared, it would be nearly impossible for the other party to kill him with the sword talisman. Even so, he knew the sword talisman's power was not to be underestimated. Continuing to fight would inevitably lead to injury. After careful consideration, True Venerable Qingyang, despite his reluctance, ultimately chose to yield. After all, his life was paramount.

Xuan Cheng and Wu Shuang fled desperately, hoping to use the power of the sword talisman to buy themselves some time to escape and put as much distance between them as possible. However, how could the other party let them go so easily?

Qingyan Zhenzun successfully dodged the sword talisman without taking any damage. He wanted to see if Xuancheng still had an endless supply of Divine Transformation Sword Talismans. After all, such a powerful and precious sword talisman must be limited in number. If they could catch up with him and strike decisively at the right moment, he would be unable to escape! As long as no one was killed, this matter would not end in a fight.