Broken Promise

Magic Power surged into the Venerable Soul Banner.

The banner surface instantly stretched longer, and Tu Shan Jun wrapped the heavily injured Li Qing Feng onto his back.

He bent his legs.

With a thunderous burst, he suddenly leaped over the main gate.

The supporter clad in tortoise shell armor quickly swallowed a pill and charged forward again to block him.

"Those who block me shall die!"

Tu Shan Jun roared.

His body surged with Ghost Qi, and his fists exploded with power.

Bang.

Bang bang bang.

If one punch isn't enough to break it.

Then ten punches.

If ten punches aren't enough, then a hundred punches.

His swift Ghost Hands condensed into fists, smashing down punch after punch onto the Magic Tool tortoise shell armor on the sturdy supporter's body.

In just a few breaths, cracks had already appeared on the Magic Tool tortoise shell.

The sturdy cultivator's expression was horrified.

"How is this possible!"

His Magic Power Shield was actually about to shatter.

He quickly looked at Wen Lichun and shouted, "Save me."

"Break for me!"

Tu Shan Jun roared.

Today.

He was going to take Li Qing Feng with him.

No one could stop him!

Boom.

The tortoise shell armor on the sturdy supporter's body shattered with a bang, and he coughed up three large mouthfuls of blood, his rosy face instantly turning pale.

"Aren't you going to act?"

"Ding-a-ling."

The bell, infused with Magic Power, jingled, and invisible ripples like a large net bound Tu Shan Jun.

"Go!"

The Ebony Sword flew over again.

Sword Light danced, sweeping past Tu Shan Jun's side.

Invisible Sword Qi cut Tu Shan Jun's body, tearing his skin and flesh, causing blood to flow freely.

Before Tu Shan Jun could break through, the three of them formed a triangular formation, surrounding Tu Shan Jun in the center.

Tu Shan Jun's fists trembled slightly.

Shattering the Magic Tool had also caused signs of collapse in his fists.

His Scarlet Ghost Eyes vigilantly watched every Qi Cultivator.

Living cultivators were truly difficult to deal with.

Fortunately, among the three, there was still a soft target he could squeeze.

Instead of injuring ten fingers, it's better to break one.

As long as there were casualties, there would be a way to break the situation.

The young Immortal Master's expression was solemn.

He had only managed to strike this Evil Ghost by seizing the opportunity. Now that the sturdy supporter was injured, killing the Evil Ghost would be troublesome.

He had originally thought Li Qing Feng was a threat.

Unexpectedly, the threat wasn't Li Qing Feng, but the Venerable Soul Banner Magic Tool in his hand, and the Fierce Ghost Creature within the banner.

This Ghost Creature had excellent martial arts, was incredibly strong in close combat, and its Fist Technique was divine.

Not to mention its intelligence, which was no lower than that of a normal person.

It was even more cunning and insidious.

It didn't resemble those muddle-headed Ghost Creatures that were naturally born at all.

"Cough."

Just as the sturdy cultivator coughed up blood, Tu Shan Jun moved.

He closed the distance in a couple of steps.

Seeing the ghost creature approaching, a powerful aura assailed him, and the sturdy cultivator was actually so startled his breathing became chaotic.

Chaos meant opportunity.

In battle, if the breathing method is interrupted, magic power becomes difficult to sustain, and the aura around the body becomes stagnant. This is when a cultivator is most vulnerable.

Tu Shan Jun seized this moment, finding cleverness in chaos, snatching chestnuts from the fire.

He seized the moment the sturdy cultivator coughed up blood.

The ghost hand was like a hammer, directly smashing through the sturdy cultivator's head.

Bang.

It was like a shattered jar.

Red and white matter splattered everywhere.

Tu Shan Jun grabbed his living soul and threw it into the Venerable Soul Banner.

Reaching the Qi Condensation Third Layer cultivation greatly increased Tu Shan Jun's strength.

He was only a step away from the Qi Condensation Sixth Layer.

If that defensive tortoise shell magic tool hadn't been protecting the sturdy cultivator, he should have died under Tu Shan Jun's fists long ago.

There would have been no need for such intricate calculations and forced opportunities.

The Soul Banner devoured the Qi Cultivator's living soul.

The wounds on Tu Shan Jun's fists healed, and the places on his body cut by sword qi also recovered.

Even the penetrating wound had stopped bleeding.

It was unclear whether Wen Lichun was too late to rescue the sturdy cultivator, or if he hadn't intended to save him at all.

Even though his colleague's blood splattered on the spot, his expression didn't change. Instead, he stared at Tu Shan Jun with even more fervent eyes.

Too strong.

A Qi Condensation Third Layer cultivator couldn't withstand a single blow.

A Low-Grade Magic Tool was shattered by sheer force of fist.

And this was merely the work of an evil ghost from the Venerable Soul Banner.

Such a magic tool was definitely a treasure.

"Could it be a Peak Grade Magic Tool?" Wen Lichun suppressed the excitement in his heart, gripping his magic sword tightly.

While Wen Lichun was thinking, the Guardian Immortal Master had already made his move.

He brought the Ebony Magic Sword to his hand, swallowed a fiery red pill, and clutched several rectangular, regular-shaped stones.

"Kill!"

His voice was clear and resolute.

The Guardian Immortal Master charged straight at Tu Shan Jun.

To avoid harming Li Qing Feng on his back, Tu Shan Jun could only face him head-on.

In an instant, the two were locked in battle.

Wen Lichun didn't stand idle and joined the fray.

The entire Central Hall of the Yamen was a mess.

Half of it was already in ruins.

Now only the large roof remained, precariously supported by a few struggling pillars.

Tu Shan Jun's fists struck flesh.

However, the Guardian Immortal Master had Golden Light Body Protection on him. Although not as good as the magic tool tortoise shell, it still blocked a large amount of damage.

In contrast, Tu Shan Jun's body gained more wounds.

If they delayed any longer, once Li Qing Feng's magic power ran out, they would be lambs to the slaughter.

They had to find a way to break the situation.

Moreover, that Enshrinement from Liang Capital kept using the magic tool bell to affect Tu Shan Jun.

The already disadvantaged battle shifted further.

"I must find an opportunity to kill one of them. As long as I break through to Qi Condensation Sixth Layer, that's enough."

Tu Shan Jun searched for an opportunity.

But he saw Wen Lichun constantly attacking his back, looking intent on killing Li Qing Feng.

To protect Li Qing Feng, Tu Shan Jun could only give up ground again and face both of them head-on.

As he moved and dodged, the wounds on his body increased once more.

The Guardian Immortal Master frowned, feeling this was too despicable, but he didn't speak up to reprimand.

In battle, any useful move is a good move, even if it's despicable and insidious, one can't worry about such things.

The urgent priority was still to kill the ghost creature and destroy the Venerable Soul Banner.

Wen Lichun started his own little scheme.

Why not use the ghost creature to eliminate this talented disciple of the Five Spirits Sect?

Anyway, others wouldn't know what exactly happened, and there would be one less person to share the spoils.

Although the Five Spirits Sect Qi Cultivator's items would be reclaimed by their sect, the fat man's things were still in his Storage Talisman.

Wen Lichun immediately decided to pretend his Magic Power was depleted, and the influence of his bell also decreased accordingly.

This way, the Five Spirits Sect disciple, who was the main force, would definitely bear the greatest pressure.

Perhaps with just a slight withdrawal of his hand, the entire situation would be directly reversed.

The Guardian Immortal Master's expression was solemn; it seemed the Rogue Cultivator's Magic Power was insufficient.

Now he was bearing seventy percent of the pressure, and the situation was somewhat unfavorable.

Sensing the opportunity, Tu Shan Jun suppressed the joy in his heart, fighting and retreating, slowly moving closer to Wen Lichun.

Since someone with insufficient Magic Power had appeared, they could serve as a breakthrough point.

"Die!"

Tu Shan Jun, also feigning weakness, launched the attack first.

Wen Lichun's eyes widened, and he quickly and frantically activated his Magic Power.

He was about to ring his Magic Tool bell.

He never expected that this ghost creature was also pretending.

Why attack him instead of the Guardian Immortal Master, who was bearing seventy percent of the pressure?

He had forgotten that in battle, you pick the softest persimmon to squeeze.

The bell was instantly knocked away.

At the same time, the Ghost Claw, now free, smashed Wen Lichun's head.

It grabbed the Qi Condensation Fourth Layer Living Soul and threw it into the Venerable Soul Banner.

Tu Shan Jun's strength suddenly broke through to the Qi Condensation Sixth Layer.

"Roar!"

A fierce ghost howl resonated.

"This is bad!"

The Guardian Immortal Master's expression immediately changed drastically, his face turning ashen.

This ghost creature had actually broken through during the battle after killing the Qi Cultivator, becoming even more formidable.

"Bang."

Tu Shan Jun struck the Guardian Immortal Master's chest with a palm.

His Golden Light Body Protection instantly extinguished.

The Guardian Immortal Master flew backward, directly breaking the Central Hall pillar, causing the large roof above to fall.

With a boom.

Broken wood and shattered stone scattered.

Dust flew everywhere, and smoke rose.

Tu Shan Jun supported his body, shielding Li Qing Feng under his arm.

He bore all the weight alone.

Until the collapse stopped.

But at this moment, Tu Shan Jun felt the Magic Power supporting him fading.

He reached out to check the breathing of the person under his arm.

His body trembled slightly.

Li Qing Feng's face was peaceful, but he no longer had any signs of life.

The only Spirit Stone left in his hand had turned to powder, still tightly clenched.

Until his death, he hadn't forgotten to supply Magic Power to the Venerable Soul Banner.

Li Qing Feng was dead!

Tu Shan Jun could see his own body becoming dimmer.

He was about to return to the Venerable Soul Banner.

"Ah!"

A ghostly roar echoed.

Yin Qi lingered, refusing to dissipate for a long time.

Tu Shan Jun clenched his fists tightly.

He pounded them heavily on the ground.

He had...

...broken his promise.

He said he would take Li Qing Feng and fight their way out.

He said he would.

Plop.

A crystalline tear fell to the ground.