Making Another Move, Fighting for the Eighth-Grade Magical Treasure Wind Settling Banner

"Break for me!"

Tong Chuan clenched his teeth and swung the Wind Settling Banner down with all his strength as though wielding a brush.

In an instant, the spell seal shattered. Within a radius of a thousand zhang, the spreading vines and the phantom image of the Blood Tree appearing above the fissure turned to nothingness and vanished.

Having done all this, Tong Chuan's face was already bloodless. He panted heavily, looking utterly drained and weakened.

The sudden change had caught him completely off guard.

Though he had barely managed to resolve it, he had also been injured as a result. Compared to the beginning, his cultivation had plummeted by more than half.

In the canyon, everyone watching the abrupt change could not help but tremble in fear.

Everyone had personally experienced just how terrifying Tong Chuan's strength was. Yet before this bizarre mutation, even someone like him had been nearly powerless to resist.

Had it not been for the special effects of the Magical Treasure in his hand, Tong Chuan would likely have already perished in body and soul.

At that thought, the auras surging around them all unconsciously weakened by several degrees.

In midair, though Tong Chuan had suffered severe injuries after resolving the crisis, he did not hurry to leave.

Lowering his head to overlook the crowd below, his eyes brimmed with fury.

Had he not been schemed against, he would never have suffered such serious injuries. Leaving just like this did not suit his nature at all.

"You ants truly are cunning, to think you came up with such a method to deal with me."

"Unfortunately... how could Bi Yun Xuan's methods be something you could ever hope to reach?"

"Next, it is time to send you down the road to the Yellow Springs!"

Tong Chuan