Mythical Cultivation

Zhang Tianming had already calculated Mei Lingshuang's attack. He had already ordered the other three to attack Wu Ming, so he also anticipated the others attacking him. While Mei Lingshuang's attack was impressive, even comparable to that of an average Qi Refining Level 8 cultivator, Zhang Tianming was no match for a Qi Refining Level 9 cultivator, let alone a mere Qi Refining Level 8 cultivator.

With a wave of his hand, dozens of golden daggers pierced Mei Lingshuang's sword beams. It was the first-level Golden Light Technique. This fundamental technique, in Zhang Tianming's hands, displayed extraordinary power. Wu Ming and his companions now pursued magical instruments, talismans, and secret treasures. Few used the techniques they had initially learned. After all, how could a technique be as convenient as a talisman, as imposing as a magical instrument, or as powerful as a secret treasure?

Zhang Tianming, however, had a special fondness for these fundamental techniques. In his view, so-called magic weapons and talismans were external objects; only one's own strength was the most reliable guarantee. Therefore, he spent a great deal of time practicing these basic techniques, constantly innovating and creating his own unique method.

Facing Mei Lingshuang's attack, Zhang Tianming remained unfazed. Instead, he unleashed his own modified Golden Light Technique. With a wave of his hands, dozens of golden light points shot out like lightning, each carrying a fierce aura as they collided with Mei Lingshuang's sword light.

With a few loud "bangs," the sword lights of both sides intertwined in the air, forming a dazzling web of light, sparks flying and radiant light. Mei Lingshuang's sword lights were shattered one by one by Zhang Tianming's golden light technique, turning into countless fragments that drifted in the air. Zhang Tianming's golden light continued to fly forward, directly towards Mei Lingshuang.

Mei Lingshuang's face changed. She hadn't expected Zhang Tianming to be so powerful. Her sword light was so vulnerable in front of him. She quickly used her body skills to avoid the golden daggers, but they followed her closely like a shadow, leaving her no chance to breathe.

Seeing Mei Lingshuang trying to escape, Zhang Tianming sneered. He waved his hand again, and more golden light flew out, forming a rain of light that enveloped Mei Lingshuang. Mei Lingshuang was startled. She felt a tremendous pressure, as if the entire space was sealed off by Zhang Tianming's golden sword technique.

At this moment, Zhang Tianming suddenly shouted, "Break it for me!" As his voice rang out, all the golden light burst out with dazzling light at the same time, instantly penetrating Mei Lingshuang's sword light and directly hitting her body.

Fortunately, Mei Lingshuang's defensive magic weapon was no gimmick. A bracelet rose up, blocking dozens of golden rays. Although Mei Lingshuang ultimately blocked Zhang Tianming's Golden Light Technique, a trace of blood oozed from the corner of her mouth. The recoil of the Golden Light Technique caused her Qi and blood to tremble, but she forcibly suppressed it.

No one had expected that a mere first-level spell could be so powerful, capable of forcing Mei Lingshuang to this point. It seemed the spell they had discarded wasn't that simple after all. Everyone present shared the same thought: they too would need to find a spell to cultivate properly.

Although Mei Lingshuang's participation in the battle didn't pose a threat to Zhang Tianming, Zhang Tianming's offensive against Huang Hao slowed down, causing Huang Hao to breathe a sigh of relief. He quickly took out his Qi-Recovering Pill and swallowed it to restore his true energy. Mei Lingshuang knew that the gap in strength between her and her opponent was too great. Defeating him was impossible and might even cost her life. Therefore, she was better off standing aside to distract him and distract him from his full potential against Huang Hao.

Mei Lingshuang, having figured it out, stopped showing off her prowess. Instead, she used her astral skills to stay several dozen feet away from Zhang Tianming, periodically using her flying sword to disrupt him, causing him to lose his composure and become hesitant when attacking Huang Hao. This gave Huang Hao a chance to catch his breath and recover some of his true energy. Mei Lingshuang also used this opportunity to observe Zhang Tianming's fighting style and weaknesses, so she could better assist him.

Wu Ming, watching Zhang Tianming's tactics from the battlefield, couldn't help but sigh in admiration. He knew his fellow disciples were powerful, but he hadn't expected Zhang Tianming to be so exceptional. His technique, in particular, made him realize the gap between him and the other.

In the early stages of Qi Refining, Wu Ming studied several techniques, such as Earth Shield, Small Palm Thunder, and Fireball. However, over time, he discovered that these techniques weren't as powerful as he'd imagined, and they struggled to be effective in actual combat. Consequently, he gradually abandoned these techniques and focused instead on improving his own True Essence.

But after witnessing Zhang Tianming's powerful spell today, Wu Ming realized that it wasn't that all low-level spells were useless, but rather that he hadn't truly grasped their essence. Perhaps with diligent practice and in-depth study, these seemingly ordinary spells could also unleash astonishing power. Thinking of this, Wu Ming couldn't help but feel thankful for meeting Zhang Tianming, who had taught him this lesson. Otherwise, if he continued like this, his strength would be limited.

At the same time, Wu Ming returned his attention to his own battlefield. He saw that the three young men had already surrounded him. The three flying swords transformed into nearly a hundred sword beams, slashing at him from all angles. These sword beams were as dense as raindrops, forming a magnificent wall of sword light, making it impossible to dodge. Faced with such a powerful attack, Wu Ming did not dare to be complacent. He fully mobilized his inner energy and unleashed the Qingyun Sword Technique to try to resist this wave of attacks.

Although Wu Ming's true essence might not be as abundant as the three men across from him, he was superior in quality. Therefore, the dozens of sword lights transformed from the Golden Light Sword managed to hold off the three men's sword lights.

However, Wu Ming knew full well that if he relied solely on his own strength to fight the three opponents, he would probably still face some difficulties. Therefore, while he unleashed the Qingyun Sword Technique, he also continuously used the Mountain and River Inkstone to harass the three opponents, making them fearful and unable to give their all. After all, they had witnessed the powerful power of the Mountain and River Inkstone firsthand, and no one wanted to be the next unfortunate victim.

Of course, the three men on the other side were no pushovers either. Although Wu Ming used the Mountain and River Inkstone to disrupt them, they also had other strategies. Two of them quickly pulled a stack of talismans from their storage bags and launched them at Wu Ming. Instantly, fireballs, blades, spikes, and other attacks rained down upon him. Meanwhile, the other man pressed his hands together, and the ground beneath Wu Ming's feet suddenly transformed into a swamp. It turned out he was using the Swamp Magic technique.