Immortals Step into Heaven

Siqin attacked again, even faster than before. A faint black light shone from her weapon, and each strike carried the power of destruction. Zheng Yuan and Li Xiuyun fought with all their might, but they gradually lost ground and suffered numerous new wounds.

Zheng Yuan took out the Golden Spirit Shield from his storage bag and threw it to Li Xiuyun, saying that they should buy time, as she would definitely lose once the effect of the medicine wore off.

Li Xiuyun took the Golden Spirit Shield and instantly understood Zheng Yuan's intention. She poured her magical power into the shield, and it instantly expanded several times, emitting a dazzling golden light, protecting her and Zheng Yuan. Siqin's attacks rained down on the Golden Spirit Shield, each impact causing it to tremble violently, but fortunately, it temporarily withstood Siqin's violent onslaught.

He took out several recovery pills from his storage bag and swallowed them.

Seeing that her attack was blocked, Siqin became more and more angry. She increased the output of her magic power, and the black light and the golden light intertwined, colliding to produce sparks.

Li Xiuyun gritted her teeth and held on hard. Her clothes were soaked with sweat, but her eyes remained firm. She held the Golden Spirit Shield tightly in her hand to prevent Siqin from breaking through the defense line.

As time ticked by, Siqin's attacks gradually wore thin. Zheng Yuan sensed this subtle change and opened his eyes, a glint of brilliance flashing in his gaze. "Now!" Zheng Yuan shouted, and he and Li Xiuyun simultaneously withdrew their Golden Spirit Shields and attacked Siqin. Startled, Siqin tried to dodge, but found her body less agile than before. She rushed to counter, but Zheng Yuan found a flaw and thrust the Flowing Light Sword straight into her chest.

Siqin's low-grade spiritual armor suddenly erupted with a blinding light, a tangible curtain of light that abruptly blocked Zheng Yuan's unstoppable Flowing Light Sword. Where the sword met the curtain of light, a dazzling halo of spiritual energy erupted. The Flowing Light Sword trembled slightly, emitting a humming sound, as if in frustration at the blocked attack. Siqin's sword slashed fiercely at Zheng Yuan, who quickly withdrew.

As Siqin watched Zheng Yuan retreat, she knew her situation was precarious. While the elixir she'd just taken had briefly boosted her strength, the passage of time and the effects of her previous injuries had left her body weakened. She knew that if she didn't quickly eliminate Zheng Yuan and Li Xiuyun, the effects of the elixir would wear off, leaving her in dire straits. So, she gritted her teeth and, without hesitation, pulled a talisman from her storage bag. As soon as the talisman appeared, it emanated a powerful, heart-pounding aura, stirring the air around her.

Seeing this, Zheng Yuan's face instantly turned pale as paper, his eyes filled with terror. He had never imagined Siqin could be so mad, willing to use such a powerful talisman to kill them. This was clearly a fight that would result in mutual destruction. "You crazy woman, do you want both of us to suffer losses? It's not too late for you to retreat now." Zheng Yuan's voice trembled as he tried to make a final attempt at persuasion, but he knew in his heart that hope was slim.

Siqin's expression shifted slightly upon hearing Zheng Yuan's words, a flicker of hesitation in her eyes. But soon, her gaze turned sinister, and the fire in her heart, filled with hatred and obsession, flared once more. "Hmph, you must die today!" She roared, the talisman in her hand blazing brightly, and then fiercely smashed towards Zheng Yuan and the other man.

Zheng Yuan knew there was no escape, and a flicker of determination flashed in his eyes. He took a deep breath and pulled out the talisman he had been reluctant to use from his storage bag. He muttered something, and frantically poured his own magical power into it. The talisman, sensing Zheng Yuan's spiritual energy, instantly unleashed an equally powerful force, charging towards Siqin's talisman. In this life-or-death moment, the two talismans, wrapped in immense power, roared towards each other.

Zheng Yuan hurriedly shouted to Xiuyun to be careful, and his bracelet emitted a defensive light screen in front of him.

Xiuyun also held the Golden Spirit Shield in front of her.

The two talismans met in mid-air, and instantly burst out with astonishing energy. The light shone like the scorching sun, and the huge impact force spread in all directions.

Zheng Yuan and Li Xiuyun, hiding behind low-grade spiritual weapons, were still flung back by the force, falling heavily to the ground, blood gushing from their mouths. Siqin was also in pain, thrown back repeatedly by the recoil, her blood surging through her body. She collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

Zheng Yuan and Li Xiuyun supported each other as they staggered to Siqin's side. Siqin had already fallen unconscious from the powerful impact of the talisman's collision. The surroundings were in shambles, filled with smoke and dust. Zheng Yuan glanced around cautiously, confirming there was no danger. Then he slowly squatted and reached for the storage bag from Siqin's waist. The bag felt warm to the touch, faintly pulsing with spiritual energy, clearly under a restriction.

Zheng Yuan carefully exerted his spiritual power, and it took some effort to break the restriction on the storage bag. The moment the restriction was broken, a soft light overflowed from it. He looked up at Li Xiuyun and said, "There are quite a lot of things in here. Let's split it up. It will be worth our fierce battle with her today."

Zheng Yuan emptied the contents of his storage bag one by one and examined them carefully. He saw a dazzling array of rare materials, gleaming magical instruments, jade bottles filled with medicinal elixirs, and numerous spirit stones emitting pulsing spiritual energy. An estimate put the value of these items at nearly 100,000 low-grade spirit stones—a truly considerable fortune.

Among the numerous items, Zheng Yuan discovered a manual titled "Shura Shatian Jue." Curious, he opened it, and after only a few glances, a look of surprise crossed his face. The cultivation method described in this manual was extremely unique, as if it contained the most powerful secrets of heaven and earth. If mastered, one's strength would soar by leaps and bounds, a feat that could be said to be a gift from heaven and earth. However, the practice was also extremely brutal, requiring countless hardships. The slightest mistake could lead to obsession and even death, making mastery nearly impossible. Zheng Yuan stared at the manual, a flash of inspiration coming to his mind, and then he fell into a brief moment of contemplation, as if pondering the secrets hidden behind it.

"Zheng Yuan, should we kill this female devil?" Li Xiuyun looked at Siqin, who lay unconscious on the ground, a glint of ruthlessness in her eyes. In her opinion, Siqin was so vicious that if she wasn't eliminated today, she would become a serious threat in the future.

Zheng Yuan came back to his senses after hearing Li Xiuyun's words. He frowned and thought for a moment, then slowly said, "Forget it! There may be a cause and effect between her and me. It's not appropriate to kill her today."

"Xiuyun, go take off her inner armor. It's actually a pretty good low-grade defensive spiritual weapon," Zheng Yuan continued.