Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty Four – Lantern Fire Buddhist Boundary (1/2)
Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty Four – Lantern Fire Buddhist Boundary
Everyone travelled quickly through the ice mist. The mist people were born living in the ice mist and had methods to freely move within it.
Zuo Mo could see some hints as to what method they used. The mist people beside him formed thin ice mist shield. These rhombus ice mist shields allowed them to skate through the ice mist.
Zuo Mo’s mind shifted. He consciously started to mimic the mist people. He was unable to manipulate the ice mist but he had other methods. At the beginning, he failed completely, but as the number of failures increased, Zuo Mo slowly found the method.
At the beginning, he used ling power, but he quickly found that ling power was expended quickly. Then he switched to spiritual consciousness, it was also expended quickly. In the end, he found that shen power was the most effective and its expenditure was almost negligible. However, it was much harder to control shen power than ling power and spiritual consciousness. Zuo Mo could only barely maintain it.
Wei Sheng quickly noticed what Zuo Mo was doing. With a glance, he understood. Wei Sheng was extremely intelligent and his skill in sword essence very high. He was not a jack of all trades like Zuo Mo and quickly grasped the trick. He used the sword essence to form a rhombus shield around him and his speed suddenly increased!
Wei Sheng’s display stunned Bing Yao and the others.
Bing Yao suddenly snorted coldly. “In the front, I’ve found him!”
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Ding Zhen suddenly had a feeling of danger. He stopped in his steps, his expression changed abruptly, as he shouted at the trio of disciples, “Quick, run!”
The trio stilled and their faces paled. They were not slow in their reaction, turning and then running in three different directions!
There were sounds of rustling.
Three blue lights flew out of the ice mist and accurately struck the three disciples. Blue ice mist spread at a visible rate. Their terrified expressions froze on their faces as they turned into ice statues.
Pia pia pia!
The three ice statues smashed to the ground and instantly shattered.
Ding Zhen glared angrily, his eyes bloodshot. However, he did not counter-attack and shot towards the ice mist!
His heart was full of shock. He had to pass this news back to the sect! There was a mist people tribe of such scale!
“Want to run?” Bing Yao’s face was full of murderousness. With a cold snort, he pointed at the ice mist.
Hiss hiss!
Two light sounds hissed like poisonous snakes as the the mist shifted.
Two thin strands of ice mist shot towards Ding Zhen. Two burning rays of blue light penetrated Ding Zhen’s body in an instant.
Yet Bing Yao’s expression suddenly changed slightly.
Ding Zhen’s figure slowly faded within the ice mist until it disappeared. What had been penetrated was just his after-image!
“Everyone, step back!” Bing Yao suddenly said.
The mist people retreated like the tide leaving Bing Yao to stand at the front. Zuo Mo and the others also retreated to one side but Zuo Mo was more thoughtful. Zuo Mo and his group retreated to the flanks to prevent the other from running away.
Ding Zhen’s figure slowly appeared. He stared tightly at Bing Yao and slowly spoke, “I had not expected to encounter ancient descendants. Ding Zhen is very fortunate!”
Bing Yao was unaffected and said coldly, “Why have you trespassed into our restricted lands?”
“Restricted lands?” Ding Zhen’s eyelids jumped, “So that object is on your hands!”
“That object?” Bing Yao’s gaze focused.
“Haha,” Ding Zhen smiled faintly, “Do not waste words. I see that all the people here only you are close to me in strength. It will depend solely on Sir’s strength if you can keep me here.”
Bing Yao did not speak. He spread his arms, his fingers spread wide. Ten blue rays of light dangled from his fingertips like ten blue threads of light.
Ding Zhen’s talisman was extremely unique. It was the wooden fish [1] he usually used when chanting. The wooden fish was completely black and covered in miniscule vermillion sutra characters. The wooden mallet was also filled with squiggly sutra characters.
The moment Ding Zhen took out the wooden fish, Zuo Mo and the others changed expression!
Seventh-grade talisman!
This was definitely a seventh-grade talisman!
It was not surprising that Ding Zhen had a seventh-grade talisman. No one would believe that a yuanying xiuzhe from Xuan Kong Temple would not have a seventh-grade talismans. Zuo Mo and the others knew the power of a seventh grade talisman. Zong Ru’s prayer wheel was a seventh-grade talisman.
Both were seventh-grade talismans but the power they had in the hands of jindan and yuanying was drastically different. Seventh-grade talismans were the top talismans jindan could use and due to limitations in cultivation, jindan xiuzhe usually could only express twenty percent of a seventh-grade talisman’s potential, the great majority could only use one-tenth. Yuanying xiuzhe could use all the potential of a seventh-grade talisman.
The strength of a xiuzhe depended on many factors. Ling power, the quality of the spell cultivated, the depth of personal understanding, talismans etc, but the chasm in power between yuanying and jindan was one that was uncrossable. No matter in what skill, yuanying xiuzhe had an absolute advantage.
So when he saw the wooden fish that Ding Zhen took out was a seventh-grade talisman, Zuo Mo instantly had a bad feeling.
The destruction that a yuanying xiuzhe pushed to the edge could release … …
Looking at Ding Zhen that was holding the wooden fish and mallet with a grave expression, Zuo Mo could only hope that Bing Yao would be able to withstand the attack.
Yuanying was still something that made him feel unconfident … …