Mythical Cultivation

The flying sword slashed towards Zhang Tianming at astonishing speed. Just as it was about to strike him, a brilliant light suddenly flashed up, firmly blocking the flying sword. This light came from the robes Zhang Tianming wore, which successfully blocked the fatal blow. Zhang Tianming felt a sense of relief when he saw that his robes had worked.

However, the danger wasn't over. Wu Ming's Mountain and River Inkstone sensed the seal's resistance weakening beneath him, and seized the opportunity to suppress it once again with all his might. Just as Zhang Tianming was about to unleash his Golden Light Technique for the third time, he suddenly felt a powerful sense of restraint, the force originating from the pressure of the Mountain and River Inkstone.

This sudden change nearly caused his Golden Light Technique to fail, but thanks to his mastery of it, he was able to perform it. Despite this, Zhang Tianming knew that this success was merely a fluke, and he would have to be more cautious going forward.

At the same time, the Mountain and River Inkstone was gradually sinking, and Zhang Tianming felt the restraint on his body becoming increasingly stronger. Fortunately, his Golden Light Technique had already been completed, and he was finally able to deal with the huge threat above his head.

Zhang Tianming snorted coldly, forming hand seals with his hands and shifting some of his attention to the magical instrument above his head. The seal suddenly shone with a dazzling light, then slowly rose upwards, carrying the Mountain and River Inkstone. The feeling of restraint on him gradually disappeared.

However, Zhang Tianming wasn't one to passively take a beating. A cultivator at the pinnacle of Qi Refining, he was nearly defeated by two cultivators of a lower realm than himself. This dealt a heavy blow to his pride, and he naturally couldn't accept such an outcome. He wouldn't let them go easily; he was determined to get back at them.

He recalled the two magical instruments that were entangled in the sky, and then launched another attack on Wu Ming and Huang Hao. He controlled the flying sword, instantly splitting into hundreds of sword lights, which slashed towards Huang Hao like a rain of swords, trying to block the opponent's attack. He was well aware of the power of Huang Hao's defensive magical instrument, but he didn't expect that this attack would be able to break through its defense.

At the same time, he quickly pulled a talisman from his storage bag. It was a second-tier talisman—the Giant Tree Talisman! Unfolding in the wind, the talisman instantly transformed into an immense, towering tree, charging towards Huang Hao with unparalleled force, hoping to use this power to break Huang Hao's magical weapon defenses.

As for Wu Ming, the Tiancang Pearl, carrying a powerful pressure, slammed towards him with an unstoppable momentum. Zhang Tianming had no intention of using his flying sword again. The reason was simple: Wu Ming's two flying rings were clearly top-grade magical instruments, while his own flying sword was only a mid-grade one. He'd already done something foolish like trying to hit a rock with an egg once; he wouldn't make the same mistake a second time. After all, a mid-grade magical instrument was expensive, and he wasn't financially well-off at the moment.

Not only that, Zhang Tianming then used the Golden Light Technique, instantly summoning hundreds of dazzling golden lights, and pounced towards Wu Ming like a hungry tiger, attempting to take Wu Ming down in one fell swoop.

Having fought Wu Ming before, he had a certain understanding of his strength. Excluding the high-grade magical weapon, Wu Ming was at most on par with an ordinary Qi Refining Level 8 cultivator. In his opinion, an eighth-level Qi Refining cultivator would definitely not be able to withstand this round of attacks, so he was full of confidence in this attack.

Zhang Tianming was going all out this time. He wanted to get rid of the two men in front of him as quickly as possible to avoid any unexpected situations. After all, who knew if they had other hidden tricks that they hadn't used yet?

Huang Hao and Wu Ming saw that their attacks not only did not cause any harm to their opponents, but instead aroused their opponents' anger. They realized that they might face a fierce attack next.

At this moment, Elder Ding wasn't overly worried. Although his physical condition and the rules of the secret realm prevented him from unleashing techniques beyond the Qi Refining realm, he wasn't afraid of any Qi Refining foe. Furthermore, while Zhang Tianming was formidable, he considered him merely average. After all, he had witnessed countless demons over the years, and he didn't take a mere genius with potential seriously.

He controlled the flying sword, which also turned into hundreds of sword lights, which continuously intertwined with the opponent's sword lights, and injected his true energy into the small tower that defended himself to resist the towering trees that were rushing towards him.

His hands weren't idle either. With a casual gesture, a giant earth-brown beast materialized from thin air. The beast was enormous, nearly ten meters tall, towering like a small mountain. Its appearance was remarkably ape-like, covered in a thick layer of earth-brown fur that blended seamlessly with its surroundings.

The beast exuded a savage aura, as if emanating from the wilderness of ancient times, creating a feeling of immense oppression and suffocation. However, despite its ferocious aura, the ape seemed lifeless and lifeless. In contrast, the firebird summoned by Wu Ming's Firebird Talisman was vivid and full of dynamic beauty, appearing even more like a living being.

Then, Elder Ding commanded the beast to launch a fierce attack on Zhang Tianming. The beast's massive legs moved, each step creating an earthquake-like vibration as it charged towards Zhang Tianming with unstoppable momentum. Its bloody maw opened wide, baring sharp fangs, as if it intended to tear Zhang Tianming apart.

"Alas, this body is still too weak. I can only perform the most basic spells. What a pity!" Elder Ding sighed inwardly, a look of helplessness on his face. You have to understand that the ape he summoned was no ordinary ape, but a powerful demonic beast that existed since ancient times. This demonic beast possessed terrifying power, capable of destroying heaven and earth. His magic only managed to summon a glimmer of this demonic beast's spirit, but it was enough to enable him to dominate the world of cultivation for many years.

However, due to the limitations of his physical body, Elder Ding was unable to fully unleash the spell's true power. He had summoned only a wisp of the beast's fur. Even so, this wisp of fur still displayed unparalleled power. If the beast's full potential could be fully unleashed, its might would be earth-shattering, unstoppable. Thinking of this, Elder Ding couldn't help but sigh deeply.

Although this was the case, it felt different for Zhang Tianming. When he felt the breath of the monkey, his soul trembled. He knew that this monkey was extraordinary and not easy to deal with, so he used all his means to resist.