645 Crushing the Martial Arts Grandmaster Part 2 (2/2)

Just as Bu Xingyi pulled out the longsword, loud raucous laughter rang from the surrounding crowd. The people looked at Bu Xingyi as if they were waiting for a good show. Many of them watched with mocking looks in their eyes.

Even though the Ming Temple was famous in the four large mysterious dimensions, they did not have a good reputation. There were many warriors from various sects gathered here, but there were not many who sympathized with the grand elder of the Ming Temple.

Bu Xingyi took out a spiritual stone from his sleeve. He shook his wrist and prepared to activate the spiritual weapon longsword.

However, something unexpected happened. The spiritual power channeled into his spiritual weapon long sword. The longsword had not yet begun to shine with spiritual light before it seemed to extinguish the next moment. The spiritual weapon long sword did not react at all.

Bu Xingyi's expression changed slightly, turning to fury in the next moment. The spiritual power that he had channeled into the spiritual weapon longsword had drained away without a sound. It was as if there was an invisible mouth in the air that had sucked away all his spiritual power.

Could it be that spiritual weapons were restricted in this space? Bu Xingyi was shocked. He tried once again to channel spiritual power into the spiritual weapon longsword. However, there was no reaction at all. All the spiritual power seemed to drain away and was lost.

”Elder Bu Xingyi of the Ming Temple, this space does not only suppress the cultivation levels of warriors: it even restricts the use of all items belonging to immortal cultivators. No immortal cultivator items can be used in this space,” one of the spectators said. Some people had been here for a slightly longer period of time and understood some of the rules in this space.

Booming laughter erupted from the crowd. To those who understood the rules of this space, Bu Xingyi's action earlier was rather comedic.

The space they were in was very odd. It not only suppressed the cultivation levels of warriors, but all items to do with immortal cultivators also cannot be used here.

Mo Wen was shocked by this piece of information. He tried to channel some spiritual power into the Five Beasts Hoop and realized that there was no reaction at all. This place was very strange. It suppressed the power of warriors to the greatest extent.

Bu Xingyi turned red when he heard what the spectator had to say. He had encountered Mo Wen as soon as he had gotten here. He did not have time to understand the rules of this place. He had been mocked and shamed again and again. Bu Xingyi wanted to die.

He was the grand elder of the Ming Temple and had plenty of treasures in his hands. He had hidden methods that were terrifyingly powerful. However, he could not use any items related to immortal cultivators in this space. That meant that his treasures were useless in this space.

Bu Xingyi pulled out a roll of talisman techniques from his shirt. The power of talisman techniques was equivalent to an attack by an immortal cultivator. One could use the spiritual power stored in it. Something like this was rare in the ancient martial arts world and was as such relatively precious. One would not use the talisman techniques unless they had no choice.

He was a martial arts grandmaster, so it was not surprising for him to have one or two talisman techniques in his hands. If the power of the talisman techniques was strong enough, it could save a martial arts grandmaster's life.

Mo Wen had received a roll of talisman techniques in the underground palace, but he had not used them. He would not use them unless he truly had to. The talisman techniques were like ancient spell talismans. The power within them would reduce with each use.

Bu Xingyi's wrist shook and the talisman technique flew into the air and unfurled. The power of the heavens and the earth rippled and gathered towards the talisman technique in the air.

A terrifying aura rose slowly from within the talisman technique. Bu Xingyi's talisman technique was powerful. Its aura was slightly higher than that of a martial arts grandmaster's. Bu Xingyi usually treated this talisman technique as an object that could protect him, and he would not use it so easily. However, he was at the point that he was willing to do anything to kill Mo Wen.

The terrifying power of the talisman technique made all the warriors around take a step back. There wasn't a single item belonging to a martial arts grandmaster that could be deemed weak.

However, an invisible force fell from above the moment the talisman technique unfurled. The force enveloped the talisman technique.

The next moment, all became calm once more. The power of the talisman technique disappeared completely. A painted scroll fell from above, falling onto the pitted ground with a clatter. Evidently, the power of the talisman technique could not be used here.

What was unexpected was that while the talisman technique could not expend its power, everyone could feel that the talisman technique had lost a large portion of its power. It was as if it had been used once, and its power had been sucked away into the void.

”Damn the heavens! You and I will not exist under the same sky!” Bu Xingyi was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood. His already ashen face became even paler. The talisman technique could not be used, and a portion of the power inside it had been sucked away as well. Now, the power in the talisman technique could only be used once more at the most. Furthermore, its power might not be as strong as before.

Pfft!

Jin Ying, however, could not resist laughing. It seemed as if the space was pitting itself against Bu Xingyi intentionally. Misfortune had befallen him again and again since he had appeared here. If she were in his shoes, she might not be able to stand it.