Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

The Ding Spirit manipulated the stone man, collected the seven array flags, and threw them to Zhang Yuanjing: "Kid, these are good stuff, much stronger than ordinary spiritual treasures. It's a pity your cultivation is shallow and you don't understand formations, so they're useless to you."

With the array flags collected, the formation ceased, and the clumps of white light began to transform back into Drunken Bees.

The setting of the Corridor Labyrinth was such that as long as there were living cultivators in the scene, spiritual energy would surge in, causing the Drunken Bees to transform from illusions into reality.

The Ding Spirit muttered 'troublesome' and then used the earth-splitting technique to swallow all the white light into an underground earth prison, temporarily trapping them.

Before long, the scene changed again, replaced by another void scene. After a quarter of an hour, the scene changed again. From this twenty-fifth scene onward, the scene change speed suddenly doubled, changing once every half quarter of an hour.

"Looks like either someone died or someone quit!" the Ding Spirit said with certainty.

"Can you voluntarily quit?"

"Hehe, as long as you have a disciple token, you can voluntarily quit. If you don't have a token, you don't have this way out!"

"Did Wen Songnan quit?"

"If there are four people in the labyrinth, then two must quit to double the scene changes."

Zhang Yuanjing calculated in his mind. He, Wen Songnan, Xuan Yi, plus the yet-to-be-seen Ling Xiao, made exactly four people. Then Wen Songnan must have quit, and either Xuan Yi or Ling Xiao must have fallen. Ling Xiao? He shook his head secretly. Then it could only be Xuan Yi!

Soon, the fiftieth scene arrived. It was a dark canyon, with the cries of apes echoing incessantly from the cliffs on both sides, which was quite desolate and terrifying.

The Ding Spirit carefully guarded, preparing for an encounter with the late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator that Zhang Yuanjing had mentioned.

However, nothing happened. Besides the two of them, there was only the simulated ape cries.

"Could it be that there are more than four people? What a waste of time!" The Ding Spirit lamented, full of helplessness.

Zhang Yuanjing felt that he had gained a lot. Of the fifty different scenes, he had experienced only a few, and most of them he had never been to, or even seen before. Moreover, these scenes would create some kind of danger, which was of great benefit for tempering the Dao heart.

Half a quarter of an hour passed quickly, and the darkness instantly faded, revealing a square arena. This arena was about a hundred feet in circumference, suspended by thick chains between steep cliffs, swaying back and forth in the mountain wind.

"To think that the one competing with me in the end would be little friend Zhang! Hahaha!" A vicissitudinous voice came from the opposite cliff, revealing a bit of desolation and a bit of pain.

"Ling Xiao!" Zhang Yuanjing's expression tightened, and he subconsciously took two steps back.

"Ling Xiao? That late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator? That's not right, his aura is at most mid-stage Nascent Soul, and not a very strong mid-stage cultivator."

"It's him, Senior!"

"Oh, could it be that he's concealing his aura? To be able to hide it from this old man's fiery eyes, he does have some skill!"

Ling Xiao leaped down from the cliff and stood on one side of the arena. He looked at the stone man in front of Zhang Yuanjing with a complex expression, his eyes revealing a fierce light.

In the Teaching Hall, he led Xuan Yi and three Core Formation cultivators, tracking Wen Songnan and his companion all the way, first breaking into the True Martial Hall. This hall was where magic treasures were stored, even more than the spirit weapons stored in the Chengyuan Hall, reaching more than five hundred pieces, including many high-grade and even top-grade magic treasures.

However, Ling Xiao was determined to get that token and did not stop at all, only chasing after Wen Songnan. Wen Songnan and Wen Zaidao had no choice but to flee with their heads down, turning a blind eye to the magic treasures that exuded powerful auras. Xuan Yi, Sun Zelin, and Chen Zhen followed closely behind.

Only Feng Wujiu, relying on the fact that he was a disciple of Chu Tianxiong, quietly fell behind. When the people in front disappeared, he turned back to break the restrictions and take the treasures. He took a fancy to several powerful top-grade magic treasures, but after repeated attempts, he only broke the restriction on the 'Gengjin Primordial Qi Slip'. He then went to grab high-grade magic treasures, obtaining three treasures including the 'Dingzhen Compass'. Seeing that he had spent too much time, he had to reluctantly give up the treasures in the hall and chase after them again.

It is said that Wen Songnan and his companion were chased away by Ling Xiao in a panic, feeling both helpless and indignant. After leaving the True Martial Hall, they entered the Chongyuan Hall, which was full of spiritual energy and was a place for disciples to cultivate. On the north side of the main hall, there were four teleportation arrays. In a panic, the two did not have time to distinguish and each chose a teleportation array to rush into. They carried ordinary disciple tokens, so they could activate the teleportation arrays.

As the formation was activated, Ling Xiao, Xuan Yi, Sun Zelin, and Chen Zhen arrived. Ling Xiao and Xuan Yi forcibly squeezed into the teleportation array where Wen Songnan was, while Sun Zelin and Chen Zhen squeezed into the teleportation array where Wen Zaidao was.

In this way, Wen Songnan, Ling Xiao, and Xuan Yi were teleported to the Flying Sky Pavilion, while Wen Zaidao, Sun Zelin, and Chen Zhen were teleported to the Immortal Planting Garden.

After Wen Songnan landed, he saw a door in front of him and rushed straight over. Because he had an ordinary disciple token, the door opened by itself. Ling Xiao and Xuan Yi also followed closely behind.

As for Feng Wujiu, because he fell behind, he did not know where the others had gone. He had to fiddle with the four teleportation arrays himself, and finally activated the simplest one, teleporting to the dense forest behind the Houtu Hall, bumping into Zhang Yuanjing, who was teleported out at the same time.

It is said that after Ling Xiao entered the Corridor Labyrinth, he wandered around, experiencing fifty scenes, but he still did not understand what was going on. In the fifty scenes, he had only met Xuan Yi once and had not seen anyone else. He only realized with his keen intuition that this place was a competition, and he instructed Xuan Yi to kill any foreign sect cultivators without mercy.

When he reached the edge of the cliff above the arena, he saw the rules written on the side of the arena: the winner exits the formation, enters the third floor of the pavilion, and obtains the Flying Sky Token. Only then did he realize that this place was where the thing he had been seeking was stored.

He did not see Xuan Yi here, knowing that she had probably fallen, and he was both sad and angry. Anyone who dared to stop him from taking the token would have to bear the long-accumulated anger in his chest, burning as fiercely as subterranean fire.

"Is this the reliance you dare to fight me with?" Ling Xiao pointed to the tall stone man and shouted at Zhang Yuanjing.

"Well, the aura is like a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator." The Ding Spirit's voice became a little serious, and the person in front of him put a lot of pressure on him.

Late-stage cultivators have a deeper understanding of the spiritual power of heaven and earth and the essence of spells. It is impossible to rely on a few simple spells to make them helpless, as it was with Wen Songnan and Xuan Yi.

"Since we're here, come down, don't be timid. Ling will never show mercy!" Ling Xiao's aura gradually rose, locking onto the stone man, ready to attack violently.

The Ding Spirit was provoked by Ling Xiao's arrogance and immediately manipulated the stone man to jump onto the arena, standing upright, with a blank face coldly facing Ling Xiao's electric and sword-like gaze, while the aura around him suddenly became violent.

Ling Xiao was restrained by the stone man's aura, and his rainbow-like aura slightly weakened, and his high fighting spirit also dropped by three points. This shocked Ling Xiao and his expression became extremely solemn.

The opponent's grasp of timing has reached a pure and skillful level, entering the arena just as his aura was about to rise, using a little force to defuse his initial advantage.

At this time, the two sides had equal momentum, their auras intertwined, and they fell into a stalemate of confrontation. Whoever makes the first move will face the opponent's fierce counterattack, and no one can be completely sure of victory or defeat.

Such a strong confrontation consumes a lot of soul power.

Although the Ding Spirit is the soul of an object, naturally weak, it has tens of thousands of years of cultivation after all, and it also has the support of its original power, so it is still strong.

Ling Xiao, on the other hand, was injured in his soul by a quasi-Deity Transformation level alien demon in the Void Demon World, and could not last long.

In less than two quarters of an hour of confrontation, he realized that the enemy was strong and he was weak, and he could not delay. Therefore, he sacrificed the Cold Piercing Pearl, spinning like the wind, and used a move called 'Soul Extraction' to forcibly extract the stone man's soul power and weaken its advantage.

However, at this time, the two were in a state where a single move would affect the whole situation. Ling Xiao's attack gave the Ding Spirit an opportunity to take advantage of.

Through the confrontation, the Ding Spirit had keenly discovered that Ling Xiao's soul was unstable, not like the state of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

Therefore, as soon as Ling Xiao made a move, it found his flaw, that is, although Ling Xiao took the initiative to attack, he adopted a roundabout strategy and a long-term approach, showing his lack of determination and confidence to fight quickly and decisively, which also meant that he would lack sufficient defense against the enemy's full-strength raid.

The Ding Spirit was an old and cunning spirit, and in a battle of the same level, it would not let go of such an opportunity. It immediately gathered its mind, stabilized its soul, and then mobilized the power of all the spirit stones in the stone man's chest and abdomen formation, and used a move called 'Flying Stone' with all its strength.

Flying Stone is the most powerful, easiest to use, and most common earth-type attack spell. It uses earth power to create a giant stone out of thin air and hit the enemy. The move is simple, the stronger the magic power, the greater the power. As long as the enemy is locked, the opponent has no escape and can only take it head-on, purely winning by force.

A dark giant stone, three feet square, like a flying meteor, with a strong sound of breaking through the air, slammed into Ling Xiao, who was still fully controlling the Cold Piercing Pearl.

At the moment when the giant stone started, Ling Xiao already understood that he had made a mistake due to carelessness, and his heart shook violently. At this moment, there was no other way but to use all his magic power to fight head-on and seek life in death.

He was, after all, a hero of his generation. At the critical moment of life and death, he eliminated distractions, emptied his mind, and his magic power poured into the Cold Piercing Pearl madly. Layers of Xuanbing Qi seeped out from the pearl, condensing into blocks, clustered together, shaped like a round shield with spikes.

At the same time, he stretched out his right palm and pressed it on the inside of the Cold Piercing Pearl, and suddenly pushed his magic power forward, pushing this strange round shield to meet the attacking giant stone.

It was too late to say it, but then, with a 'boom', the giant stone collided with Xuanbing. The giant stone's momentum was blocked, its power accumulated internally, and it trembled violently, while Xuanbing shattered into slag, flying in all directions, and at the same time leaving behind freezing power around the giant stone.

Ling Xiao, who was close behind, trembled all over, spitting a mouthful of blood on the Cold Piercing Pearl, and then a foot-tall Nascent Soul flashing red light appeared on top of his head. It looked a little listless, its eyes slightly opened, shooting out strange light, and secret words were lightly uttered from its mouth, and the power of the Nascent Soul gurgled out, rapidly flowing into the Cold Piercing Pearl.

The Cold Piercing Pearl was shaped like a giant ball, its light was great, and the Qi swords were like a forest, and the flying thorns were like rain, constantly attacking the giant stone.

"A foot-long infant, it really is a late-stage cultivator. Why is it so fierce, and must force me to show my true form! This time I'm at a great loss..." The Ding Spirit muttered, its tone heartbroken.

Zhang Yuanjing was watching with his heart shaking and his eyes dizzy. There was a movement in his arms, but it was the infant fist-sized Houtu Transformation Cauldron that flew out on its own.

It turned around in the air, instantly turning into a large cauldron more than three feet high. The black soil in the cauldron rotated, and an inexplicable force quickly gathered.

At this time, the giant stone finally could not resist, and with a 'bang', it burst open from the inside, and the rubble flew all over the arena.

The Cold Piercing Pearl was pushed back by the force of the explosion, and Ling Xiao retreated several feet after it.

With a few 'crack' sounds, spider web-like cracks appeared on the surface of the Cold Piercing Pearl, while the foot-tall Nascent Soul dimmed and wrinkled all over, like a deflated skin, shrinking by half.

"Ah!" Ling Xiao shouted, stepped hard on the ground, and once again pushed the huge Cold Piercing Pearl towards the stone man.

At this time, the stone man had exhausted its spirit stones, leaving only a useless shell.

The big cauldron flying in mid-air suddenly tilted down, and a handful of black soil was sprinkled on the stone man, and quickly submerged into its body.

At this time, Ling Xiao discovered the existence of the big cauldron, and a look of horror appeared on his face. The cauldron's Qi was obscure and its strength was unclear, obviously beyond the range of his divine sense, and it must be a treasure with a great background.

He originally thought that his opponent was only a stone man with the strength of a late-stage Nascent Soul, but he did not expect that behind the stone man, there was such a strong enemy.

Despair filled his heart, but there was no other way.

Ling Xiao's hand tightly grasped the Cold Piercing Pearl that had accompanied him for most of his life, and he shouted sadly, "Old buddy, kill!", and with a resolute spirit of no return, he slammed into the stone man with the Cold Piercing Pearl.

Another 'boom' erupted on the arena, and the stone man and the Cold Piercing Pearl exploded at the same time, and Ling Xiao's body and Nascent Soul also exploded at the same time. The huge shock wave shook around like a monstrous wave, the arena collapsed section by section, and then the whole disappeared, revealing a half-zhang square space tunnel in place, and a strong hurricane swept out from it.