Escaping Danger

A fine hexagonal bronze mirror suddenly appeared, brushing past Yuan Jin and striking the Yuan Jin sword behind him. No miracle occurred; the defensive Law Artifact only made a crisp sound before being shattered into pieces by the ancient sword.

Ye Pinglin, who had just arrived, looked pale. He had put a lot of effort into this hexagonal bronze mirror, and was full of confidence in resolving Yuan Jin's predicament, but unexpectedly, he couldn't even withstand a single blow from this ancient sword.

Ji Wuwu, whose sleeve was being pulled by Ye Pinglin, was even more frightened. He had rushed over with Ye Pinglin, originally intending to hunt down the remaining cultivators of the Wang Household, but he was shocked by what he saw.

The old man instinctively wanted to run away, but remembering that he still had a young wife in the Chongming Sect, and not daring to face Jiang Qing's questioning after returning, his legs lost their strength, and he could only let Ye Pinglin pull him along.

At this moment, the sword's edge was less than three zhang away from Yuan Jin. The bronze mirror in Ye Pinglin had only blocked the ancient sword for a brief moment, which was far from enough to save Yuan Jin's life.

Ge Yangfeng observed the situation, a cruel smile spreading across his face. He was confident that with this sword strike, Yuan Jin's death would be even more gruesome than the one he had just lost—that of the Black-Haired Zombie.

With a loud bang, the ancient sword was knocked off course by an inch.

Ge Yangfeng's smile vanished instantly, and he looked at Kang Dabao with some apprehension. "This burly man can actually use that eye technique."

Yuan Jin noticed the unusual movement of the ancient sword behind him. As he dodged, his long-accumulated fist energy struck the ancient sword.

Having been struck by two formidable Daoist techniques in a short period of time, even the ancient sword, with its overwhelming momentum, was forced to emit a series of buzzing sounds and finally lost all its sharpness. Ge Yangfeng's sword was also temporarily out of control, and he could only hover uncertainly in the air.

In a short period of time, four Delusion-Breaking Golden Eyes shot out, and blood tears flowed from Kang Dabao's eyes again. However, he had been cultivating this pupil technique for a long time, so this time he did not fall into the predicament of almost being unable to see anything as before.

At this moment, he was extremely grateful that he had been kind-hearted back then and given Ye Pinglin a bronze mirror to Law Artifact.

If it weren't for the hexagonal bronze mirror that blocked the ancient sword for that brief moment, the Delusion-Breaking Golden Eyes would have been too slow, and his junior brother's body would probably have been sliced in two by the ancient sword.

After being struck by two Delusion-Breaking Golden Eyes and a punch, the ancient sword was finally summoned back into Ge Yangfeng's hands. The tall cultivator simply ran his index finger over the ancient sword from top to bottom and sensed that the bond between it and himself had weakened a bit.

This also means that the power of the ancient sword will be somewhat weaker in his own hands.

If I were to use this ancient sword now, it would probably only be slightly more powerful than using an ordinary top-grade magical Law Artifact.

But now is not the time to feel sorry for him. Ge Yangfeng slapped the corpse bag with his backhand, and a White-Armored Zombie with even greater spiritual light leaped in front of him.

This is the most secret skill of the Feng Prefecture Ge Household, passed down from the first ancestor, the "Ge Household Corpse-Nurturing Method".

Whenever a direct descendant of the Feng Prefecture Ge Household enters the Daoist path, his elders will provide him with a carefully nurtured spirit zombie based on his birth date, Cultivation Method techniques.

These spirit zombies were all created by the Ge Household using Secret Method. They started at the First-Tier Middle-Grade, equivalent to the Middle Qi Refinement, and were used to protect the family's disciples.

After a corpse raiser first obtains a spirit zombie, he must feed it three drops of his Essence Blood every ten days. Only after feeding it for a hundred ten days can the spirit zombie recognize its master and become the corpse raiser's natal spirit zombie.

At the same time, as the corpse raiser's realm improves, the cultivation level of the natal spirit zombie will also rise accordingly.

Ge Yangfeng's natal spirit zombie is an example of this; Ge Yangfeng is at the Eighth Layer of Qi Refining, and it is currently at the First-Tier Superior-Grade.

Several years later, if Ge Yangfeng to achieve Foundation Establishment, it would have a certain probability of advancing to Second Tier spirit corpse, becoming a figure that even Foundation Establishment True Cultivator would greatly fear.

Ge Yangfeng's natal spirit zombie had previously suffered severe damage from the Tie Xishui Heaven Overturning Seal, leaving a fist-sized hole in its chest.

Its eyes were also somewhat dull due to the effects of its injuries, unlike the two Black-Haired Jiangshi that had been so fierce.

But just by looking at its dense aura of death, Kang Dabao knew that this White-Armored Zombie was not easy to deal with.

"My family has dragged this Ge Household out for so long, we should be worthy of the Immortal Dynasty by now, and Tie Xishui probably won't have any excuse." Kang Dabao was now soaked in blood, and he felt that his robes were two pounds heavier than usual.

Ge Yangfeng's natal spirit zombie was still injured, and he was reluctant to use it to fight two insignificant brutes. If it were to suffer further damage, it would be hard to say whether he could maintain his position among the younger generation of the Feng Prefecture Ge Household.

Compared to other families, the Zuodao Lineage always seems to have less warmth at home.

At this moment, Ge Yangfeng's two Black-Haired Jiangshi were completely destroyed. He was reluctant to move his ancient sword and his natal spirit zombie. Relying solely on a Soul-Capturing Bell, he used the yin wind he conjured to both attack and defend, which subtly suppressed the four members of the Chongming Sect in the arena, preventing them from raising their heads.

Among them, Ye Pinglin was in the most dangerous situation. His cultivation level was the lowest to begin with, and the destruction of his magic Law Artifact earlier had already caused him considerable internal injuries. In addition, his combat experience had also been exhausted, which is why he was in the most disheveled state by the Yin Wind.

Even the old cultivator Ji Wuwu, relying on a Desolate Tier movement Movement Method that he had diligently cultivated to the Minor Accomplishment Realm in his early years, could move and dodge more easily than him.

Before long, Ye Pinglin's robes were torn, and then he was swept up by a cold wind and slammed hard into a giant tree.

Ge Yangfeng ignored him and turned away from the Yin Wind, letting Ye Pinglin fall heavily from the giant tree several meters high.

The young patriarch crashed to the ground completely unprotected, his bones broken in countless places. He let out a single cry of pain and then fell silent.

Yuan Jin was furious. Black energy swirled around his Tiger Sha Staff, dispersing a gust of black wind. He changed his footwork and dodged another attack.

With swift and agile steps, he actually approached Ge Yangfeng from within a few feet.

The sheer intensity of the Sha Qi emanating from him caused even the seasoned Ge Yangfeng to furrow his brow slightly. His natal spirit zombie beside him raised its hand to block the blow, its arm bones creaking from the impact.

But it was Ge Yangfeng card after all. With a flick of his wrist, he sent Yuan Jin and his black staff flying back.

Ge Yangfeng's expression was not good at this moment. He could feel that the injuries of his natal spirit zombie had worsened.

This doesn't mean that the spirit zombie is already at its last gasp and vulnerable, but his most important task at the moment is to rescue a living Wang Household from the Tie Xishui and bring him back to Feng Prefecture.

If the spirit zombie's vital energy is severely damaged, and it then faces that scoundrel Tie Xishui, let alone saving others, it might even perish there itself.

"Hiss... Fellow Daoist Ge, if we don't go save the Wang Household soon, it might be too late." Kang Dabao felt the wound on his back rupture even more, and looking at Ye Pinglin, whose life or death was unknown, his desire to retreat grew stronger.

"Hmph, I'll remember what happened today, and I'll repay you handsomely in the future." Ge Yangfeng wasn't someone who didn't know what was important. Since Kang Dabao had softened his stance, and looking at the dead and wounded on the other side, he probably really didn't dare to continue fighting.

Now that I've finally gotten a way out, I naturally have to say some harsh words, and I should take that step down as soon as possible.

After speaking, he looked around at everyone and then calmly and leisurely withdrew.

Kang Dabao kept a close eye on the direction Ge Yangfeng had left, not daring to relax his vigilance in the slightest.

He knew all too well that this was like releasing a tiger back into the mountains, offending the elite members of Foundation Establishment clan. If the Chongming Clan returned home and rallied its friends, and the Pingrong County did nothing, the Chongming Sect clan would be in imminent danger of extermination.

But this ferocious tiger was too savage to capture, so all they could do was wait for it to come and devour them.

Kang Dabao slowly moved to Yuan Jin's side and gently nudged the latter with his foot. "Go, see if Ye Pinglin can still be saved."

Yuan Jin's madness seemed not to have completely subsided. Hearing this, he was stunned for a moment. Meanwhile, Ji Wuwu had already rushed to Ye Pinglin's side and was looking at his injuries.

The old man was indeed very lucky; he was simply blown over by the cold wind, his robes and boots were torn, and he tumbled several times.

Although his face was badly bruised and looked horribly injured, he was actually in good condition and was the one in the best shape among the four.

Fang Yi Lao Xiufang got close to the young man, he sensed something was wrong. At this moment, most of Ye Pinglin's bones were broken, and countless fragments of broken bone were embedded in his internal organs and flesh.

Such injuries cannot be healed with ordinary methods!

Ji Wuwu hurriedly asked Kang Dabao for a few healing pills, and then briefly explained Ye Pinglin's injuries. Kang Dabao's brows furrowed tightly.

He also had a Life-Saving Yang-Restoring Pill in his hand, a rare First-Tier Supreme-Grade healing pill in the entire Pingrong County.

Although it is far less precious than Foundation Establishment Pill or other breakthrough pills, a single pill is still worth several hundred Spirit Stone.

Without much hesitation, Kang Dabao instructed Ji Wuwu to dissolve the life-saving Yang-Restoring Pill rejuvenating pill in water and have Ye Pinglin take it.

The young man's injuries were too severe; even taking such a miraculous elixir might not save him. This was the real reason why Sect Leader Kang Da hesitated.

"I wonder how things are going with Little Sanzi..."

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