Power Crush

"Why is your divine sense so strong? Don't try to fool me with that Sand Camel Beast. Third Brother's Earth Evasion Technique has already reached the level of silent tunneling, there's no way a mere Sand Camel Beast could detect his movements!"

Having lost one member before the battle even began, the two black-robed cultivators attacking Zhou Yang were both shocked and enraged. Their gazes towards the young man in white couldn't help but carry a hint of apprehension.

This situation was truly bizarre!

They were well aware of their companion's abilities. Although his cultivation level was lower than theirs, only at Qi Refining Layer Seven, he had spent over thirty years immersed in the Earth Evasion Technique. When he executed it, even a cultivator at Ninth Layer Qi Refining would suffer greatly if they weren't careful.

Over the years, the three of them had cooperated and used this technique to kill countless powerful enemies. Many experienced veterans had fallen victim to their tactic. Yet today, they had stumbled upon a young man who looked no older than twenty or thirty. This was simply too uncanny!

"You talk too much!"

Zhou Yang looked at the two stunned Sand Bandits, raised his hand, and directly hurled two Tier 2 Talismans at them.

Of course, he wouldn't tell them that due to being reborn, his divine sense was naturally much stronger than cultivators of the same level. Therefore, although his mana cultivation was at the same Qi Refining Layer Eight as the two Sand Bandits, his divine sense was something even legendary cultivators at Grand Perfection Qi Refining Layer Ten might not be able to match.

He had once asked an elder in his family who was also at Qi Refining Layer Eight. He learned that the divine sense outward projection range of an ordinary Qi Refining Layer Eight cultivator was only seventy to eighty meters. Some might have a few extra meters, some a few less, but the error wouldn't exceed ten meters.

However, his current divine sense outward projection range had already exceeded one hundred and fifty meters!

This distance might not be comparable to the thousands of meters that Foundation Establishment cultivators could project their divine sense, but for ordinary Qi Refining cultivators, it was already an unreachable level.

One had to know that even before Zhou Xuanhao reached Foundation Establishment, his divine sense outward projection range had barely broken through a hundred meters!

While divine sense might not be as crucial as mana cultivation for cultivators, the benefits of strong divine sense were evident.

With his powerful divine sense, Zhou Yang could detect many dangers invisible to the naked eye much faster and earlier than other cultivators. The range of his artifact attacks also far surpassed that of cultivators at the same level.

Furthermore, with strong divine sense, cultivators would have much greater resistance to mind-altering and illusionary spells and techniques compared to ordinary cultivators. It would even make opening the Violet Palace and condensing the Golden Core easier in the future.

In short, there were many benefits to having a strong divine sense. Zhou Yang had never even told his parents about his naturally strong divine sense, so how could he possibly reveal it to outsiders?

Since childhood, the elders in his family had warned them, the younger generation, that to live long in the cultivation world, they must always keep more trump cards for themselves. The more and stronger their trump cards, the greater their advantage in combat with enemies.

And the reason a trump card is a trump card is that no one knows about it except the cultivator themselves. Once it's known, it's no longer a true trump card!

The two Sand Bandits before him thought he was young and easy to bully. They believed that since they were all at Qi Refining Layer Eight and they had a numerical advantage, victory was assured.

Little did they know what kind of existence this young man they had provoked today truly was.

Zhou Yang didn't lack anything, especially not Talismans, elixirs, or Artifacts!

It couldn't be helped, after all, he had a godmother who was a Tier 2 High-grade Talisman Master, a father who was a Foundation Establishment Alchemist, and he himself was a Tier 2 High-grade Artifact Forger!

At this moment, when he attacked, it wasn't a single strike, but a barrage of various Tier 2 Talismans hurled at the two Sand Bandits.

With his Qi Refining Layer Eight cultivation, using Tier 2 High-grade Talismans only consumed less than half a percent of his mana. And the total number of Tier 2 High-grade Talismans he possessed exceeded twenty.

These Tier 2 High-grade Talismans had a market price of around 30 low-grade spirit stones. Defensive Talismans and some special types would be slightly more expensive.

For an ordinary rogue cultivator in the Late Qi Cultivation stage, having one or two Tier 2 High-grade Talismans readily available was already quite good. They were usually kept as a trump card for turning the tide, treasured immensely. They wouldn't dare to casually throw them out like trash to attack someone, as Zhou Yang was doing.

Explosive Flame Fireball, Ice Spear Technique, Geng Metal Sword Qi...

Upon seeing several Tier 2 High-grade spells of different attributes hurtling towards them, the faces of the two Sand Bandits under their black scarves turned pale. They knew then that they had picked a fight with someone formidable.

"Damn it, I didn't expect this kid to be a Foundation Establishment Seed from some family. We've really messed up this time!"

The two Sand Bandits cried out in misfortune, hastily pulling out their life-saving Talismans to activate them while desperately channeling mana into their defensive Artifacts for protection.

For Sand Bandits like them who engaged in robbery, their own cultivation strength was important, but their judgment was sometimes even more crucial.

Sand Bandits with good judgment never provoked enemies who appeared difficult to deal with. They would rather let prey escape than put themselves in danger.

Speaking of which, these two Sand Bandits had been in the robbery business for quite some years, and their judgment wasn't bad, otherwise, they wouldn't have survived until today.

Before making their move, the three Sand Bandits had secretly tracked Zhou Yang for half a day. After several investigations, they confirmed that Zhou Yang was indeed alone, and only then did they formulate this night raid plan.

Logically, with three against one, even if Zhou Yang's Artifacts were exquisite, he shouldn't have been able to withstand their combined assault.

After all, having been Sand Bandits for some years, their Artifacts were not bad. Even the crimson banner in the black-robed cultivator's hand was a Tier 2 High-grade Artifact.

However, as the saying goes, "When you walk by the river often, you're bound to get your shoes wet." Everyone makes mistakes sometimes!

Despite all their calculations, the three of them never expected that the prey they had chosen was a "Foundation Establishment Seed" from a cultivation family!

The so-called "Foundation Establishment Seed" refers to family geniuses like Zhou Yang, who are placed with high hopes by their elders within their respective cultivation families. Strictly speaking, they are family cultivators who, as long as they don't perish midway, will be able to take the Foundation Establishment Pill to reach Foundation Establishment in the future.

These "Foundation Establishment Seeds" usually do not easily leave their family's territory. Even if they do, they typically travel with their elders and are always equipped with life-saving items bestowed by their elders.

Sand Bandits operating in the desert generally avoid teams that appear to be a combination of old and young. No one wants to invite the frantic retaliation of a Foundation Establishment cultivator for the sake of one bounty.

Zhou Yang was alone, and his cultivation was only at Qi Refining Layer Eight. Before he made his move, the three Sand Bandits considered him an ordinary family cultivator adventuring alone for experience, and had no idea of his true identity.

It was only when they saw his fierce attack, unleashing several Tier 2 High-grade Talismans at once, that the two Sand Bandits facing him belatedly realized this fatal piece of information.

Upon realizing this, the two Sand Bandits immediately knew that this deal was definitely not going to happen today.

Therefore, after using their trump defensive Talismans in conjunction with their defensive Artifacts to block Zhou Yang's initial wave of attacks, the black-robed cultivator holding the crimson banner shook his banner, releasing seven or eight human-head-sized crimson fireballs to counterattack Zhou Yang. He shouted, "Second Brother, this guy is tough. It's getting dangerous, let's get out of here!"

Before his shout even finished, he slapped a Tier 2 Low-grade Divine Speed Talisman onto himself to enhance his movement speed, then turned around and fled.

"Big Brother, wait for me!"

The Sand Bandit wielding the conical Artifact's eyes widened in panic. He quickly slapped a Divine Speed Talisman onto himself and followed, afraid he wouldn't be able to escape if he was even a step slower.

Zhou Yang, who was using the Silver Gang Shield Artifact to block the fireballs, saw this and his expression immediately changed. He angrily roared, "You want to run after wasting so many of my Talismans? Stay here!"

As soon as his shout fell, he raised his right hand and flung out a dark red flying needle, about a foot long.

In the vast darkness of the night, the toothpick-sized flying needle was hardly noticeable. The two Sand Bandits who were fleeing never expected Zhou Yang to possess such a cunning artifact.

By the time their divine sense detected the movement of the dark red flying needle piercing through the air, it was already too late to react to the artifact, whose flight speed surpassed the speed of sound.

"Ah! Big brother, save me!"

With a flash of dark red spirit light, the Sand Bandit wielding the conical artifact hunched forward, instantly falling to the ground with a scream.

Under the attack of the flying needle artifact, which was of high-grade second-tier and specifically designed to break through shield-type spells, the protective golden light on his body was no thicker than a piece of paper, unable to provide any defensive effect.

The Sand Bandit wielding the banner artifact, who had fled ahead, saw this and immediately fled even faster. While escaping, he even summoned a black shield artifact to block behind him. Clearly, he had learned from his companion's fate and was afraid Zhou Yang would pierce him with a needle as well.

However, he was overthinking it. Once artifacts like this flying needle lost their stealth and surprise element, they were difficult to use effectively.

Furthermore, flying needles were not easy to refine. The artifact itself was much more fragile compared to flying sword artifacts of the same tier. If it were intercepted rashly, it could easily be damaged. Zhou Yang did not want to destroy this highly commemorative artifact just to kill a Sand Bandit.

Besides, he had more than just this one trump card in his hand.

"Wasting a rare Lightning Talisman on you, you're worth dying for!"

He looked at the Sand Bandit who was about to escape the range of his divine sense, a flicker of pain flashed across his face. Gritting his teeth, he activated a talisman in his hand that pulsed with faint blue electric light.

Boom!

In the pitch-black night sky, a thunderous roar suddenly erupted. Then, with a flash of lightning, a blue lightning bolt as thick as an arm descended from the sky, smashing down onto the Sand Bandit who had already reached the top of the sand dune.

Under this terrifying lightning punishment, the Sand Bandit's defensive artifact and defensive spells became a joke. Before even a single breath passed, he was reduced to a pile of charcoal, artifact and all, by the lightning strike.

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