At that thought, Lin Changheng slapped a [Swift Travel Talisman] onto himself, hastening his approach to reinforce her.
The distance between them continued to widen. Chen Guqing was doing this deliberately, driving the veiled female cultivator farther away. Even if something unexpected happened later, she would be doomed, too far away for anyone to come to her rescue.
Before Lin Changheng arrived,
the female cultivator had already deployed a second [Golden Bell Talisman], replacing the shattered one and shielding herself securely.
But her face had visibly paled. Clearly, the strain was considerable.
After all, fighting someone at late Qi Refining with her cultivation at the sixth layer of Qi Refining was still too much for her.
Had she not carried so many talismans, the consequences would have been unthinkable.
Yet those talismans were precisely why she had dared to intervene. Who could have known she would draw the fire onto herself, with the entire burden of the pressure falling on her shoulders?
"Hmph!"
Chen Guqing pressed his attack with the giant scythe again. At the same time, he reached behind himself and took out a pitch-black stone bottle, keeping it hidden behind his back. He wrapped the scarlet powder inside in magical power, and with a single pulse, it swept onto the female cultivator's golden bell the next instant.
There was no time to react.
Then something bizarre happened. The golden bell, which had always kept magic artifacts at bay and boasted formidable defenses, showed no reaction whatsoever.
The scarlet mist seeped silently through it and rushed straight into the female cultivator's face.
"What is this? Poison powder?!"
The female cultivator in the Veil Hat was startled. The powerful gust forced her to inhale some of it, and she hurriedly sealed her delicate nose with magical power before taking out