Breaking the Formation

Zhang Wan Long and Li Qing Feng exchanged a palm strike.

This time, he reacted in time.

And he even managed to block Li Qing Feng's full-force attack.

Although he was at a disadvantage, his head wasn't instantly shattered as he had imagined.

"You didn't expect this, did you?"

Zhang Wan Long sneered, drawing his long sword and slashing at Li Qing Feng.

"Clang."

The three-foot Venerable Soul Banner was raised, parrying Zhang Wan Long, who was wielding a two-handed sword.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"I've made ample preparations for this."

Zhang Wan Long said in a low voice, a flicker of madness in his eyes.

Tu Shan Jun within the banner was also somewhat surprised.

The last time he saw Zhang Wan Long, he was just an ordinary person, who had practiced internal martial arts but was nothing remarkable.

Seeing him again today, the other party had become a Qi Refiner.

And it seemed he was more than just Qi Condensation First Layer.

His physical strength was far greater than before.

It was precisely because of this that he was able to block Li Qing Feng's palm strike.

Each layer of the Qi Condensation stage increases physical strength, but the improvement is indeed limited.

The qualitative change occurs when transcending from a mortal to a Cultivator.

Subsequent strengthening happens on this foundation.

Without a body-tempering cultivation method to actively refine the body, there would be no significant progress.

"So, Zhang Wan Long also used the Spirit Demon Foundation Fusion Technique. How did he manage to gather the materials?" Tu Shan Jun was puzzled.

But the answer became clear at this moment.

He was still an ordinary person two months ago, and now he had become a Qi Refiner. He must have used that evil technique.

The simplified version of the Spirit Demon Foundation Fusion Technique requires three individuals with Spiritual Roots who have already achieved Sensing Qi to perform the ritual.

Even if one of the original four unqualified individuals remained, he would still need to find two more people with Spiritual Roots who had achieved Sensing Qi.

It could only be said that Zhang Wan Long was lucky; he actually managed to find two such individuals.

Tu Shan Jun's expression remained normal.

Even if Zhang Wan Long had become a Cultivator, it didn't matter.

"You also used people as medicine?!"

Li Qing Feng sent Zhang Wan Long flying.

He immediately understood why Zhang Wan Long had become a Qi Refiner.

This situation was exactly the same as Zhang Gui's.

Li Qing Feng wasn't too surprised.

When he failed to kill Zhang Wan Long with a single palm strike, he had more or less guessed it.

Guessing was one thing, but Li Qing Feng was filled with rage.

If he was a Demonic Cultivator, then what were Zhang Wan Long and his son?

They were eating people!

"I know you're here, why don't you open your eyes and look?" Li Qing Feng drew his sword and looked around, as if searching for something. He was looking for the Immortal Master guarding Eight Directions Prefecture City.

He just wanted to ask, what exactly was a Demonic Cultivator?

Was someone holding the Venerable Soul Banner a Demonic Cultivator, while a Prefect who ate people was not?

The young Immortal Master lowered his eyelids and sighed softly.

He walked out of the shadows and faced Li Qing Feng directly.

Zhang Wan Long was sent back three to four zhang by the Venerable Soul Banner.

He barely managed to stop, but his two-handed sword had already broken into two pieces.

How could ordinary Artifact Refining compare to a Magic Tool, let alone a high-grade Magic Tool?

Seeing the guarding Immortal Master appear, Zhang Wan Long also felt a little guilty.

However, thinking of his only son's tragic death, this trace of guilt turned into anger instead.

A ferocious look appeared on Zhang Wan Long's hateful face, and he roared, "This is all because of you!"

That's right.

He would do anything.

The last unqualified person imprisoned.

His only son's headless corpse.

And the third person with a spiritual root that he had the steward search for after Zhang Gui's death.

Originally, Zhang Wan Long had already gone all out, preparing to kill the Prefectural Immortal Master while he was injured to gain power.

Unexpectedly, after five months, he actually found another person with a spiritual root.

Gathering these three people was what allowed him to gain the power to resist Li Qing Feng.

"What I protect is not justice, but the peace of the Prefecture City." The young Immortal Master shook his head. He knew what justice was in this world, but he also understood that what he protected was not justice.

It was true that the Five Spirits Sect was an immortal sect, but it also required offerings.

Cultivation required Wealth, Companions, Techniques, and Location, none of which could be missing.

Wealth was even ranked first.

The Great Liang Kingdom offered spirit stones to the sect every year, so the disciples of the Five Spirits Sect took on the responsibility of slaying the demons and goblins within the Great Liang Kingdom, preventing ghosts and anomalies from disturbing the common people.

If they encountered Demonic Cultivators, they would naturally kill them with a single sword strike.

Because Demonic Cultivators were also dangerous elements who would harm ordinary people.

The young man didn't know how to explain. He was also involuntarily bound and could only do what was within his duty.

Tu Shan Jun in the banner watched everything with cold eyes.

Not all people of the Orthodox Path were like Hou Boxu; such people were too few.

Many people were still like the current Prefectural Immortal Master, only considering doing what was within their duty.

Li Qing Feng didn't ask again. He no longer needed others to uphold justice for him.

Because in his hands, he held power.

"Since that's the case, let's see the real outcome under our hands."

Li Qing Feng roared.

Magic power surged around him, pouring into the Venerable Soul Banner like crazy.

The Ghost Face Banner transformed into a ten-foot size, the ferocious ghost face moving. The blinded eye had been restored, and a pair of scarlet eyes stared at Zhang Wan Long.

Today, anyone could live, but only Zhang Wan Long had to die!

The moment the seven-foot-plus body landed, it charged straight at Zhang Wan Long.

Wen Lichun was already dumbfounded.

His Spirit Official Dharma Eye flickered. He sensed that Li Qing Feng should still be in the early stage of Qi Condensation, and even with a magic tool, he couldn't stir up much trouble.

But what was this thing that jumped out?

A strong Evil Ghost, seven feet tall, with scarlet hair draped over its shoulders, and arms so thick you could run a horse on them.

Especially the two fleshy horns about two inches above its brow bone.

Just based on the appearance of this Evil Ghost, this was no ordinary Ghost Creature.

The moment the Evil Ghost appeared, the surrounding temperature plummeted, and its aura was immense.

"Oh my mother, what is this?"

The Sturdy Supporter's eyes widened, staring at Tu Shan Jun's back in astonishment.

"You've become stronger again."

The Prefectural Immortal Master held his magic sword horizontally, blocking Tu Shan Jun's path, his expression solemn.

Every time he saw this Evil Ghost, he felt that its aura was even stronger.

Moreover, the intelligence in its eyes was not something ordinary ghosts in banners could compare to.

He had seen many more powerful Ghost Creatures, but in terms of intelligence, they were inferior.

Unlike the one in front of him.

Cunning, cautious, yet ruthless when it needed to be.

It was truly heart-pounding.

Tu Shan Jun didn't know what the Prefectural Immortal Master was thinking. His pair of scarlet ghost eyes also stared at the young man.

He was looking for an opportunity.

An instant.

As long as there was that instant when he could bypass the young Immortal Master.

Tu Shan Jun could smash Zhang Wan Long's head.

"Kill the Demonic Cultivator, regardless of life or death!" Wen Lichun's words startled the sturdy supporter, and the two formed a pincer, trapping Li Qing Feng in the middle.

Li Qing Feng was fearless.

His Spirit Official Dharma Eye could tell that only the smiling person was difficult to deal with; the other's spiritual light fluctuations were basically on par with his own.

This indicated they were at most Qi Condensation Fourth Layer and Third Layer.

Although Tu Shan Jun's physique was robust, his speed was not slow at all. Only a flickering shadow could be seen before he had already appeared several zhang away.

"Five Spirits Sword Art."

The body of the Immortal Master guarding the town was enveloped by a Golden Light Talisman, shining brightly. His magic power fully supported the Ebony Flying Sword.

Growing with the wind, it transformed into a three-foot-long sword, blocking Tu Shan Jun's path.

"Roar."

A mournful ghost howl condensed into a sound wave, sweeping the surrounding black mist into waves.

Tu Shan Jun completely concealed his entire body within the black mist.

In the blink of an eye, he had already closed in on Zhang Wan Long.

Seeing that it was ineffective, the young Immortal Master joined his middle and index fingers to form a Sword Finger, drawing the Ebony Sword into his hand, actually intending to engage Tu Shan Jun in close combat.

Tu Shan Jun's current body could fully withstand a direct confrontation.

The Demonic Ape Will-Fixing Fist also fully utilized its advantage of flexibility and changeability.

Like an ape.

Long arms swung down like spears.

The floor tiles underfoot cracked one by one, extending over a large area.

As he moved back and forth, sand and stones flew.

Sword light flashed, but Tu Shan Jun was not afraid at all, trading injuries for injuries.

"Boom."

The raging Demonic Ape condensed into a fist intent, directly attacking the Divine Soul.

"Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts."

Li Qing Feng shook the Venerable Soul Banner. The one zhang Venerable Soul Banner was like a Sky Halberd.

At the same time as the sound of tearing through the air, over a hundred Evil Ghosts crawled out from the banner's surface.

Yin energy surged, and black mist spread and dispersed.

The hundred Evil Ghosts condensed into terrifying Ghost Creatures the moment they emerged from the Venerable Soul Banner.

They erupted suddenly, unstoppable.

Tu Shan Jun directly merged into the body of the Ghost Creature formed by the hundred ghosts, charging towards Zhang Wan Long.