Ding Yan's eyes flashed. He didn't expect the opponent to block this strike. He reached out his right hand, and a faint green talisman silently appeared.
Wood Spirit Talisman!
In the past, in order to escape, Ding Yan had detonated two talismans. After becoming an immortal, he spent half a day repairing the wood attribute talisman, while the earth attribute talisman had not yet been repaired. Of course, the power of the talismans was far from what it used to be. After all, when he last inscribed these talismans, he was only in the Qi Refining stage and only possessed elemental power. Now, as an immortal, he also had a strand of immortal energy within him!
As the realm advanced, the speed of creating talismans would increase. In his previous life, at his peak, with a single thought, he could conjure hundreds of talismans.
He stretched out his right hand and gently tapped.
Entangle!
The green light rippled out. In the void, it seemed as if illusory vines were entwining towards Hua Jiu.
Hua Jiu's eyes showed a hint of fear. Surrounded by the green light, his body became stiffer, showing signs of petrification. Illusory and yet real yellow vines appeared around his body.
This type of attack was unheard of.
"Windless Fan!"
At this moment, Hua Jiu, without caring about the disciples of the Hua Shen Sect behind him, shouted out. His elemental power circulated, and the residual immortal energy also merged into his fan-shaped treasure.
Instantly, the fan lit up.
The disciples who were originally standing on it lost their support and fell into the sea.
This fan was Hua Jiu's life treasure. He had been refining it since he became an immortal over three hundred years ago. When fully deployed, a layer of phoenix energy encircled his body, forming a protective barrier.
Ding Yan's eyes flickered. This was the first time he had seen someone in the immortal realm fully unleash their treasure since arriving in this world.
Just as Ding Yan was about to make another move, Zhao Siren, who had been standing on the side, suddenly extended his hand. Elemental power transformed into a giant hand, blocking between the two.
"Hua fellow cultivator is already severely injured, and has probably learned his lesson. Ding fellow cultivator, let him off. After all, it's not easy for us immortals to cultivate. Moreover, killing too many lives is detrimental to the great way..." Zhao Siren spoke gently.
He rolled up his sleeves, and on the golden edge, a faintly dim golden thread flashed.
"What's that thing?" In Ding Yan's pupils, a faint Yin-Yang vortex flashed and disappeared.
Zhao Siren's move seemed casual, but it concealed a hint of mystery. The hand transformed by his elemental force was the same as the golden silk thread at his cuff. Usually, in a fight, Zhao Siren's underhanded tactics often achieved unexpected effects because his opponent's focus was mostly on the shuttle-shaped magical treasure at his feet, not realizing that the golden silk thread was his true treasure, and the shuttle-shaped treasure was just a cover.
"Ding Daoist, how about giving me, Zhao, some face? Moreover, the envoy of the Sky-Scraping Sect is about to arrive..." Zhao Siren said.
Ding Yan's lips curled slightly, but he didn't speak.
Seeing the situation, Zhao Siren casually took out a pill and handed it to Hua Jiu.
"Hua Daoist, take this Nourishing Elemental Pill first."
As the magical treasure's aura dispersed, Hua Jiu showed a grateful look. At the same time, a very concealed look of resentment flashed in his eyes towards Ding Yan.
After swallowing the pill, Hua Jiu transmitted, "Zhao Daoist, I owe you a favor this time, and I will definitely repay it in the future!"
"Hua Daoist, don't be so polite. It's the ruins you mentioned earlier that interest me," Zhao Siren also transmitted.
Given Zhao Siren's character, he would not act without reason. Saving Hua Jiu was entirely because he had unintentionally blurted out information about the ruins.
The ruins left by the ancients may contain tombs or dangerous areas, or they may be a legacy of a certain sect. For example, the Sky Gate, mastered by the Sky-Scraping Sect, is the legacy of an ancient sect! In the Eastern Region, several major sects are aware of the existence of the Sky Gate. When the Sky Gate was once opened, it caused a great catastrophe. Later, the ancestor of the Sky-Scraping Sect took action, suppressed the situation, and reached an agreement with the three major sects, ending the disaster.
Since then, every hundred years, the three major sects and the Sky-Scraping Sect were allowed to enter the Sky Gate once. The items obtained were to be handed over to the Sky-Scraping Sect, with the remaining three levels being shared by the three major sects. It was precisely because the Sky-Scraping Sect obtained many secrets from the Sky Gate that they became increasingly powerful. In recent centuries, they have far surpassed the three major sects.
Ding Yan stood aside and did not make another move. But he harbored a slight sense of wariness towards Zhao Siren, not only because of the person's magical treasure, but more so because of the feeling that arose after witnessing his actions, as if the person had something extremely dangerous. What this "something" was, Ding Yan did not know; it was just an intuition, a feeling unique to an immortal.
Hearing this, Hua Jiu's gaze flickered and then transmitted, "Do you perhaps not know the origin of this Senior Ding?"
"I'd like to know the details," Zhao Siren replied.
"He was brought out from the secular world by Lu Renxing and has only been cultivating for just over ten years! Have you ever seen anyone become an immortal in just over ten years?" Hua Jiu asked.
"Just because of that, you claim he has obtained the secret treasures from the ancient ruins?" Zhao Siren clearly expressed dissatisfaction with this answer.
In the world of cultivation, geniuses were never in short supply. Though rare, it was not impossible for someone to become an immortal in just over ten years. In Zhao Siren's memory, he knew of a few such individuals.
"Humph, if it's just that, I naturally won't make any rash judgments. Do you remember the magical technique he displayed earlier?" Hua Jiu said.
Zhao Siren frowned, recalling the methods Ding Yan had used to cast the Wood Spirit Seal earlier.
"That kind of magical technique... I've seen it in an ancient text before. It's the method of the ancient Condensing Yuan Sect," Hua Jiu affirmed.
The ancient Condensing Yuan Sect could pre-condense elemental force and release it during combat, a method somewhat similar to the talismans and runes mastered by Ding Yan, which explained Hua Jiu's initial misidentification.
Zhao Siren's gaze flickered, but he did not speak further.
Just then, a dazzling blue light appeared in the sky.
A woman in white stepped on a white light and, with just three steps, appeared in front of the crowd.
She was a mortal of the Sky-Scraping Sect!
After she entered, everyone could see clearly that at her feet was a long fairy gown. Behind the fairy gown stood thirty people, all of the Qi Refining Realm, who were presumably disciples of the Sky-Scraping Sect here to train in the secular world.
The woman swept her eyes over the people present, pausing briefly as her gaze passed over Hua Jiu. With her insight, she naturally noticed his severe injuries. However, she didn't inquire about it and instead spoke, "Form the formation, and enter the mortal world!"
As soon as she finished speaking, a golden rune flew out from her fingertips and imprinted itself on the Mortal Formation.
Boom!!
The sky, covered in dark clouds at some unknown time, emanated a heavy atmosphere over the sea.
After the rune was released and affixed to the formation, the formation slightly flickered. The white-clad woman didn't hesitate and took out a fairy element from her storage bag. Along with the second rune, she struck again.
"A fairy element?!" Ding Yan's pupils shrank.
Fairy elements in the real world were more precious than the illusory Nine Heavens, even more precious than some elixirs. Only powerful immortals who had crossed the tribulation were qualified to extract one.
Two runes were released in succession.
The woman then closed her eyes and, when she opened them again, a powerful aura erupted from her body.
After releasing seven runes in one breath, a small entrance finally appeared on the formation.
After doing all this, the white-clad woman's face turned slightly pale. She took out a pill from her storage bag, swallowed it, and then adjusted herself a little before turning to the disciples of the Sky-Scraping Sect behind her and said, "You can go in now. Stick your jade card at the entrance, and the formation will automatically absorb you inside."
"Thank you, Master Uncle!" Many disciples expressed excitement at her words.
The woman didn't say anything further.
Zhao Siren turned around and said to the disciples behind him, "Go in. Whether you can hold onto your Dao Heart or not depends on yourselves."
Hua Jiu, on the other hand, simply waved his sleeve and swept the disciples in the sea, saying not a word, and then left directly.
Seeing this, Ding Yan's gaze flickered but ultimately did not pursue them.
It was extremely difficult to activate the Mortal Formation. If he went to chase Hua Jiu, he might miss this opportunity. Then he would have to wait for the next ten years. For a mortal, several decades weren't that many. Ding Yan couldn't guarantee that he could still find the original owner's sister ten years later.
"All right, all of you can go in as well," Ding Yan said to the disciples behind him.
After all the disciples had gone in, Zhao Siren, who had turned halfway, clasped his hands and said to Ding Yan, "As a new immortal, Ding Daoist, feel free to visit my Heavenly Treasure Pavilion when you have time..."
The white-robed woman from the Sky Sect looked at Ding Yan with surprise, then showed a pensive expression, ultimately not saying a word, disappearing into the sky.
"When I have time, I will definitely come to visit," Ding Yan also said with a cupped fist.
"In that case, Zhao Mou will await the arrival of Daoist friend," Zhao Siren said, manipulating a magical treasure and turning into a stream of light, flying away.
After everyone had left, Ding Yan turned and returned to the cabin.
Inside the cabin was a small bedroom. In the middle, Fang Yuyao was sitting cross-legged, surrounded by a little bit of elemental power like raindrops suspended around her.
Sensing Ding Yan coming in, Fang Yuyao opened her eyes and smiled.
"Fifth Martial Brother."
Unlike the other disciples, Ding Yan had kept Fang Yuyao in the cabin from the beginning because, in Ding Yan's memory, Fang Yuyao's hometown was the same as his.
"Sister, I'll take you home..."
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