69: Chapter 69 Heavenly Rank Teleportation Talisman

Qin Muchuan's eyes lit up when he heard this.

He had been Cultivating in Kunlun for over half a year, advancing from the Middle Stage of the Golden Core to the Perfection of the Golden Core.

The Heaven Rank Advanced Cultivation Technique, "Breaking Army Sword Canon," which he had obtained from the Cultivation Technique Pavilion, had been Cultivated to the second layer, and he was just worrying about not having an opportunity for actual combat.

"Leave it to me!"

Before Qin Muchuan's voice had even faded, his figure shot out like an arrow released from a bow. His long sword left its sheath, and the sword light slashed toward the nearest Yao Beast like a ribbon of silk.

It was a leopard-shaped Yao Beast, jet black all over, nearly a zhang long, with thick limbs, hook-like sharp claws, and saliva dripping from its bloody maw.

Seeing Qin Muchuan charging over, the black leopard let out a low roar, its body transforming into a black shadow as it pounced toward Qin Muchuan.

A flash of excitement crossed Qin Muchuan's eyes. His long sword traced a profound arc in the air: Breaking Army Sword Canon, First Form, Breaking Army Slash!

The sword light descended, colliding with the black leopard's sharp claws and producing a harsh sound of clashing metal.

The black leopard was sent flying backward, rolling twice on the ground before landing steadily. Its scarlet eyes stared fixedly at Qin Muchuan, the murderous glint in them intensifying.

Qin Muchuan was pleased rather than alarmed. Although his Breaking Army Slash hadn't severely wounded this black leopard, it had still made it suffer quite a bit.

The power of a Heaven Rank Cultivation Technique was indeed incomparable to ordinary Cultivation Techniques.

"Again!"

He gave a low shout and pressed forward once more.

On the other side, Su Fuguang was not to be outdone.

The Cultivation Technique he had chosen was the Heaven Rank Elementary "Flowing Light Sword Art," known for its speed; when the sword was drawn, it was like flowing light, arriving in an instant.

At this moment, he was entangled with two Yao Beasts. As the sword light flickered, the two Yao Beasts were forced to retreat step by step, with several wounds already added to their bodies.

Lu Jinghan stood in place, hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping back and forth between the two.

He did not make a move, nor was he in a hurry to leave; he simply watched quietly as Qin Muchuan and Su Fuguang fought the eleven Yao Beasts.

He wanted to take this opportunity to see exactly how effective his two Junior Brothers' arduous cultivation in Kunlun over the past half-year had been.

Qin Muchuan's Breaking Army Sword Canon was open and bold, with a majestic Aura, every sword strike carrying the power to destroy cities and conquer strongholds.

Although it was not yet proficient enough, and there were occasional instances of unstable Qi circulation, overall, it could be considered to have entered the inner sanctum.

Su Fuguang's Flowing Light Sword Art was fast as lightning, leaving no trace when the sword was drawn.

Those two Yao Beasts were forced into a flurry by his sword light, unable to grasp his sword path at all.

But Lu Jinghan noticed that Su Fuguang's consumption of Qi was much faster than Qin Muchuan's.

The Flowing Light Sword Art was a Cultivation Technique with an immense demand for Qi; if he couldn't finish the battle quickly, dragging it out would instead lead to a passive situation.

Lu Jinghan withdrew his gaze, having made his assessment.

The two's arduous cultivation over this half-year had not been in vain; their Cultivation Technique, cultivation level, and combat awareness had all made significant progress.

But their actual combat experience was still too little. Facing these unintelligent Yao Beasts, they could still hold the upper hand, but if they were to face a Human Race Cultivator of the same rank, they would likely suffer a great loss.

However, such things could not be rushed. Actual combat experience needed to be accumulated through repeated life-and-death battles; it couldn't be practiced by shutting oneself away.

"End this quickly."

Lu Jinghan finally spoke, his voice calm yet carrying an unquestionable tone.

"There is still a road to travel ahead; don't waste time here."

Qin Muchuan's eyes flashed with a sharp light upon hearing this, and a dazzling radiance suddenly erupted from his long sword.

The Qi within his body poured into the sword body without reservation—Breaking Army Sword Canon, Second Form, City Destroyer!

The sword light descended like a great mountain falling from the sky, smashing fiercely onto the black leopard.

The black leopard let out a miserable shriek, its massive body sent flying, crashing against the rock wall, then collapsing onto the ground, unable to climb back up.

Su Fuguang also stopped holding back. Flowing Light Sword Art, Third Form, Flowing Light Flash; the sword light was fast to the extreme, even leaving afterimages in the air.

Before those two Yao Beasts could react, the sword light had already slashed across their throats. Blood splattered, and both Yao Beasts fell to the ground simultaneously.

The remaining Yao Beasts saw that the situation was bad, let out low roars, and fled in all directions.

Qin Muchuan and Su Fuguang were about to pursue, but Lu Jinghan raised his hand to stop them.

"Don't chase. The terrain here is complex; following them in would be dangerous instead."

The two sheathed their swords and nodded.

Qin Muchuan sheathed his sword, let out a long breath, and grinned, saying, "Satisfying! This half-year of arduous cultivation was finally not in vain."

Su Fuguang also nodded in agreement, a look of lingering excitement on his face.

Lu Jinghan glanced at the two, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.

"Let's go; there is a longer road ahead."

Just as Lu Jinghan and the others stepped out of the dilapidated stone gate, before they could even steady their feet, an overwhelming pressure squeezed in from all directions like the sky collapsing.

Lu Jinghan's pupils shrank, his body stiffening like iron in an instant.

That pressure was like an invisible mountain, pressing down heavily on the three of them.

In mid-air, a gray figure stood with hands behind his back.

Yin Tianzheng's robes rustled in the wind, his Body Integration Peak Aura released without reservation.

Like a deity descended from the heavens, he looked down at the three people who were like ants.

His gaze was as cold as frost as it fell upon Lu Jinghan.

"The heart-cleansing bamboo is with you."

His voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable pressure.

Lu Jinghan's face was pale, his lips trembling slightly, but his eyes stared fixedly at Yin Tianzheng without the slightest retreat.

Yin Tianzheng did not waste words.

He raised his right hand, and a mass of jet-black light rapidly condensed in his palm, emitting a heart-palpitating Aura of destruction.

He was indeed wary of the Undergoing Tribulation powerhouse behind Lu Jinghan, but only wary.

As long as he was fast enough, fast enough to kill Lu Jinghan before the other party could react and return to the Liuli Sect with the heart-cleansing bamboo, even if that Undergoing Tribulation powerhouse was unwilling, they could do nothing to him.

After all, the Liuli Sect was not without its own Undergoing Tribulation powerhouses.

Following that, the jet-black giant palm descended.

The palm print grew with the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it had transformed into a size of about a zhang, carrying the power to destroy the heavens and the earth as it crashed down upon the three.

Before the giant palm had even landed, that terrifying pressure had already caused the ground to crack and gravel to fly.

Qin Muchuan and Su Fuguang's faces were pale to the extreme, blood seeping from the corners of their mouths, yet they couldn't even make a sound.

Lu Jinghan's heart also sank violently. A full-force strike from the Body Integration Stage—for the three of them, even being smashed to pieces wouldn't be enough to describe it.

Just as the giant palm was less than three feet above their heads, Lu Jinghan felt the teleportation jade talisman in his embrace suddenly become scalding hot.

A gentle white light shone from his chest, instantly enveloping the three of them.

Yin Tianzheng's jet-black giant palm descended, crashing onto the spot where the three had been standing.

The earth shook violently, mud splattered, and the bluestone ground was blasted into a giant pit a zhang deep, with gravel scattering and dust filling the sky.

The giant palm dissipated, and the pit was empty.

Yin Tianzheng's pupils contracted slightly, his gaze falling on the few faint traces of spiritual light at the bottom of the pit, his expression as gloomy as water.

"Heaven Rank Teleportation Talisman."

He spat out these words in a low voice, his tone carrying a mix of disbelief and annoyance.