The giant hand, like a sacred mountain, fell down with a powerful force. The expressions of the mountain guarding disciples who were rushing here changed drastically, and they joined forces to create a ball of scorching fire, illuminating the mountains and forests for dozens of miles around.

"There is a strong Jindan attack..."

The Yunshui Sect dormant in the darkness in the distance instantly lit up with countless brilliance, rendering half of the sky colorful, and several powerful auras were looming.

The onlookers were so frightened, and Jiang Chuan and others who faced the power of Jin Dan were even more nervous. Even the power of spiritual consciousness was suppressed by this coercion and could not be extended out.

Except for Elder Yunhe.

Wisps of pure white mist like clouds and mist overflowed from his sleeves, gradually rising to the sky above the flying boat and gathering together, like an open white cloud umbrella, protecting the people below.

Although it seems to be weak and powerless, wherever Yan Lan passes by, the tyrannical pressure of the golden elixir is firmly taken down. No matter how hard the old ghost Zhang who hides in the dark exerts his force, it is impossible to suppress him with just his momentum and pressure.

Break it open.

In silence, the force in the huge hand became a little stronger.

Rumble.

The giant palm suddenly fell down and collided with Yan Lan.

The expected explosions and noises did not come, and all the aftermath and sounds were borne by the ups and downs of Yan Lan.

Yunhe, who was standing on the boat, felt the force, his expression moved slightly, he raised his sleeves, and the true energy that had reached perfection in his dantian was released without reservation, rolling like a tide and sinking into the mist on the top.

The haze flows rapidly, the color gradually becomes darker, and a hint of sky blue appears faintly in the white clouds.

Not only did it receive the palm, but it also surged upwards between the fingers, wrapping the whole body of the big hand in it.

Wow.

The mist gradually dispersed, and the palm inside was also revealed.

The big hand that was originally dark seemed to be assimilated by the mist, and also turned into the color of white clouds. The cold wind blew across the sky, and the big hand dispersed like clouds.

"This...is this?"

In the void in front of the boat, an old man wearing a vertical brown shorts walked out of nowhere. He had a lion's nose and a tiger's mouth, a tall figure, disheveled hair, and an unusually powerful aura. His eyes were full of shock.

"Who would have thought that a mere foundation-building monk could develop a magical power?"

The rough voice revealed the person's identity.

The great elder of Hualing Sect, Zhang Laogui.

"It's just a small magical power cultivated with the help of external forces. How can it be compared to a real magical power?"

With the power of perfect foundation building, Elder Yunhe, who received the blow from Jindan Zhenren head-on, did not show any emotion on his face. Looking at the appearance of Old Ghost Zhang, his expression became more solemn.

"We have arrived at the mountain gate of our sect. Do you want to continue, fellow Taoist Zhang?"

"So what about magical powers? It's not like the old man doesn't have any magical powers." Old Ghost Zhang snorted coldly.

That thing is related to his future path, how could he give up just like that?

"Since Fellow Daoist Zhang has magical powers to protect himself, why not compete with this sect?"

The clouds were rolling in the sky, and a middle-aged scribe with a pale face was walking in the sky.

With every step they took, the clouds gathered under their feet and formed a cloud light avenue, coming from the Yunshui Sect's mountain gate in front of a few people.

"Master/Senior." Jiangchuan and the others bowed deeply, and Elder Yunhe also bowed his hands solemnly.

The person who came was none other than Yunshui Sect’s only Jindan Zhenren and the head of Yunshui Sect, Yun Shan.

When the two of them approached Baiyun Mountain, Yunshan had already sensed it, but he noticed that another person was coming from secretly and saw that Yunhe still had the ability to protect himself, so he never took action.

"Fellow Fujiao, why don't you show up yet?" Yunshan looked behind Zhang Laogui.

A little yellow light lit up in the void, spread suddenly under the gaze of several people, and transformed into the appearance of a middle-aged man with a resolute face. As he took steps, he looked at the eagle and the wolf, showing the momentum of the first person in the three sects.

"Humph." Old Ghost Zhang looked ugly.

If it weren't for the sectarian elders under the other party's subordinates who used sect rules to restrict him to the spirit platform, he would not have sent Zhang Hao to collect the demon blood, only to return in vain, bringing the matter to such an extreme.

Master Fu Jiao's eyes passed over several people, but finally fell on Jiang Chuan, and said in a deep voice:

"The aura is brilliant, the aura is obscure, and the Tianlinggen is indeed extraordinary. Chen Yang and others must have died in your hands."

"It's just a fight between children, do you want Fellow Taoist Fu Jiao to intervene?" Master Yunshan stood with his hands behind his hands. As he spoke, he released his energy and covered several people on the boat.

"Just some minor Qi cultivators will die if they die. How could I interfere?" Master Fu Jiao said expressionlessly:

"But Chen Yang is my closed disciple after all. If the disciple dies, the master will always come forward to ask for an explanation."

"What explanation do you want?" Elder Yunhe took a step forward and stood side by side with Head Yunshan.

"Hand over what you have on you." Master Fu Jiao looked at Jiang Chuan, his true purpose being obvious.

He actually came here for the demon blood.

However, seeing the instant change in Zhang Laogui's expression, one knew that the head of the Hualing Sect had evil intentions and wanted to block Lao Gui Zhang's path.

"Fu Jiao, you..." Old Ghost Zhang said angrily.

Jiang Chuan's expression changed, he walked forward, cupped his fists and said:

"Since the real person is speaking, it is not impossible for the junior to send demon blood, but..."

His eyes swept over Zhang Laogui and then said:

"When I got the demon blood, I also had a needle-shaped treasure. This treasure is worth more than top-level spiritual weapons. I wonder what the real person plans to exchange for it?"

"Boy, do you want to die?" Zhang Laoguihu stared angrily at Jiang Chuan.

If Master Yunshan hadn't been here, he would have wanted to slap this junior to death with one palm.

Upon hearing the shape of this object, Master Fujiao's eyes moved slightly, and a smile appeared on his cold face:

"what do you want?"

"Spirit Transformation Technique." Jiang Chuan revealed his purpose.

The Spirit Transformation Technique is the method used by Chen Yang and others to refine demon spirits. It is the unique secret technique of the Spirit Transformation Sect. When fighting, it is equivalent to several people joining forces.

The other two sect disciples have been coveting this for a long time.

"It's impossible to give you the art of spiritual transformation." Master Fujiao flatly refused. Under Jiang Chuan's unchanging eyes, he continued:

"However, I can give you some insights from my experience in comprehending this technique. However, you must make an oath not to pass it on to others."

Jiang Chuan was overjoyed and swore to the sky. He made a vicious oath that made several real people's cheeks twitch. Finally, he threw his consciousness into the jade ring, as if he was looking for something.

Everyone in Jiangchuan did this, and Master Fu Jiao was very happy. He threw a blue jade slip with his hand, and under Zhang Laogui's eyes that almost burst into flames, he took the needle weapon that he found after searching for a while.

"The Dingling Needle is indeed this thing." Master Fujiao looked slightly strange.

This treasure was passed down from the Patriarch of Hualing Sect and has been enshrined in the Patriarch Hall. It is guarded by prohibitions and elders, so how could it appear in the hands of Old Ghost Zhang.

The secret of telekinesis, the runes on the needle spiritual weapon lit up, and a trace of demon blood dripped from it. Master Fujiao used the blood as a guide to perform secret induction.

Only after finding no remaining demon blood on Jiang Chuan's body did he put it into his pocket.

"If nothing happens, Great Elder, please come back to the mountain gate with me."

"Boy, it's best not to let the old man meet you."

Under the pressure of Master Fujiao's gaze, he coldly threw out a message from his spiritual consciousness, and Old Ghost Zhang followed the former figure away.

"This matter was done badly. You should have informed me in advance, tried to hide some demon blood, and secretly exchanged it with Old Ghost Zhang." Master Yunshan, who understood the cause and effect after Yun He's explanation, suddenly said.

No one thought that the situation inside Hualing Sect would become so intense.

But Master Fujiao has a high level of cultivation after all, and Old Ghost Zhang is not his opponent yet.

If Old Ghost Zhang can repair the natal treasure at this time, Hualing Sect will definitely be the first to be in chaos, and Yunshui Sect and Xuanji Mountain will also be waiting for the opportunity.

"I made a mistake in my judgment. I thought that after all these years, Old Ghost Zhang had long given up on seizing the position of leader." Yun He couldn't help but sigh.

"Elder, you don't have to blame yourself. It's always a good thing that Old Ghost Zhang has given up his path now." Yun Shan comforted him.

While the two were talking, Jiang Chuan weakly raised his hand and whispered:

"Ahem, um... I still have some demon blood in my body."

His eyes immediately fell on Jiang Chuan.
Chapter completed!