Mythical Cultivation

At this moment, the men in black who had been besieging Wu Ming noticed the change in the situation. When they saw the leader personally taking action, they decisively gave up on Wu Ming and turned around to rush towards the eldest son, hoping to seize the opportunity to capture him.

Faced with this group of aggressive men in black, the three palace guards guarding the eldest son tried their best to resist, but they were ultimately outnumbered and gradually unable to withstand the fierce offensive of the men in black. The eldest son's situation was precarious.

Just at this critical moment, everyone suddenly saw a dazzling light coming from the distant sky, followed by a long sword with a cold glow that cut through the sky like a meteor and fell straight down.

With a loud "clang" sound, the long sword that fell from the sky was firmly stuck in the ground, just blocking the group of black-clothed men who were about to rush towards the eldest son, successfully preventing their further actions, so that the eldest son who was already in a desperate situation was finally temporarily out of danger.

At that moment, everyone sensed a figure swiftly approaching from a distance like lightning, approaching the battlefield in the blink of an eye. Glancing closely, they saw a burly, imposing middle-aged man charging in front. This man was none other than Nangong Wending, the commander of the Bai Mansion's guards.

Nangong Wending's figure was like a ghost, and after a few leaps and bounds, he landed steadily in front of the eldest son. He clasped his hands together and bowed respectfully to the eldest son, saying, "Eldest son, I am sorry that I was late in helping you and frightened you. Please forgive me!"

The eldest son raised his hand slightly and said calmly, "Commander Nangong, please stand up quickly. There's no need for such formalities. The most urgent task is to capture these enemies first."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Wending quickly stood up and replied, "I will obey the orders of the eldest master!"

After saying this, he turned around and winked at the guards behind him. The guards understood and immediately dispersed, quickly closing the circle and tightly protecting the eldest son.

Nangong Wending, meanwhile, concentrated his mind and mobilized his spiritual consciousness. He closed his eyes slightly, and with a sudden movement of his consciousness, the gleaming sword, which had been quietly embedded in the ground, suddenly soared with a whoosh, as if summoned, and transformed into a streak of light, shooting straight towards the group of men in black not far ahead.

Seeing this, the men in black were horrified and raised their weapons to block the fierce attack. However, how could they compete with the powerful Nangong Wending?

You know, Nangong Wending is a cultivator who has already entered the realm of driving away objects!

The longsword swiftly darted through the air, like a dragon emerging from the sea, unstoppable. In a single encounter, two men in black were unable to dodge, their hearts mercilessly pierced by the longsword. With two screams, the two men instantly fell to the ground, dead, their blood staining the ground beneath them.

The other three men in black were so frightened at the sight that they no longer had the slightest desire to resist. Their faces turned pale as they desperately stretched their legs and ran, wishing they could grow two more legs so they could escape this terrifying place as quickly as possible.

After successfully repelling those people, Nangong Wending flashed and returned to the eldest young master's side as quickly as the wind, guarding the eldest young master like an indestructible mountain.

At that moment, several figures, accompanied by a flashing signal, swooped in and landed on the battlefield. As soon as these newly arrived guards appeared, they automatically immersed themselves in the fierce battle without any instructions.

The arrival of these new recruits was like dropping a few boulders into a previously calm lake, instantly disrupting the previously balanced situation and turning the situation into something more unpredictable. The Bai family, originally at a disadvantage, gradually reversed their disadvantage and the pressure gradually eased.

"Commander Nangong, please go and rescue the trapped Wu Qi as soon as possible. Don't worry about my safety!" The eldest son swept the whole room with a sharp gaze. Seeing that Nangong Wending was always standing firmly in front of him, he couldn't help but urge him.

"As you command, my lord!"

Upon hearing this, Nangong Wending immediately turned to look at where Wu Qi was. Seeing how Wu Qi had managed to hold out for so long against the powerful black-clad man, who had already reached the realm of controlling creatures, he couldn't help but feel a surge of surprise and admiration.

You know, facing an opponent of this level, it is not easy to hold on for a moment, let alone for such a long time?

Immediately afterwards, Nangong Wending's mind moved, the magic formula in his hands changed, and he shouted softly: "Go!" The long sword he controlled seemed to have a spirit, and turned into a cold light and rushed straight towards the black-clothed man in the distance who was directing another long sword to fiercely attack Wu Qi.

The man in black was originally concentrating on hunting down Wu Qi, but he suddenly felt a sharp sword energy coming towards him, and his face suddenly changed.

At this moment, he no longer had the mind to continue chasing Wu Qi. He hurriedly recalled his sword and used all his strength to perform defensive moves to block Nangong Wending's sudden attack.

At this moment, Wu Ming saw with his own eyes that the long sword that had been chasing him and wanted to take his life finally disappeared completely. This made his tense heartstrings relax instantly and he let out a long sigh of relief.

You have to know that although he had successfully entered the realm of exorcism, no one else knew about this except himself. More importantly, since he had never revealed this to anyone else, he had no idea how to use the art of exorcism.

If he could master the techniques and methods of driving creatures, then the outcome of the previous confrontation with the mysterious man in black would be uncertain. Perhaps with his own abilities, not only would he not be defeated by the other party, but he might even be able to defeat him in one fell swoop.

As for why Wu Ming couldn't control weapons, it was because the method of controlling objects in the previous world was completely different from the world he was in now.

The former relies primarily on Zhen Yuan as the dominant force, supplemented by spiritual consciousness to control magical instruments; whereas the latter relies solely on the power of spiritual consciousness to freely drive various weapons. The difference between the two is so vast that they cannot be applied to each other.

After this experience, Wu Ming secretly made up his mind: once this mission is successfully completed and he returns to Bai Mansion, he will not hesitate to disclose his current true cultivation status.

Then he could go to the library to search for relevant classics and secret manuals, and study the tricks and methods of driving things with great concentration. Only in this way could he truly display his strength to the fullest, without any constraints or restrictions.