Chapter 420 - 268: Golden Spear Talisman Treasure, Picking the Peach
Chapter 420: Chapter 268: Golden Spear Talisman Treasure, Picking the Peach
A Talisman Treasure was a consumable Treasure created by a Core Formation Cultivator, who would extract and seal a portion of the power from their Lifebound Treasure. Its might far surpassed that of an Upper Grade Spiritual Artifact, making it a life-saving trump card coveted by Low Tier Cultivators!
Cheng Suling’s face grew even paler; activating this item was clearly draining her immensely. She didn’t bother to reply, instead biting the tip of her tongue and spitting a mouthful of Essence Blood onto the Talisman!
"Mixed Gold Halberd Talisman Treasure—slash!"
VMMMM—!
Without another word, the Talisman instantly erupted in a dazzling, brilliant light. It was so bright that even Lin Changheng’s eyes, which were focused on the area, stung faintly and began to water!
The small golden halberd grew with the wind, transforming into a ten-zhang-long, brilliant golden rainbow. Carrying an aura of sharpness that could tear through anything, it descended like a bolt of lightning from the heavens, slashing straight toward the Late Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator!
Before the golden halberd even arrived, its sharp killing intent had already caused his Magical Power to stagnate and his scalp to tingle in fear!
He let out a strange cry and desperately recalled the three Bone Shuttles to protect his front. At the same time, he summoned a black Bone Shield and retreated explosively!
BOOM!!!
The golden halberd slashed down!
The might of a Talisman Treasure was not to be underestimated!
The brilliant golden rainbow seemed to carry the might of the heavens and the earth, striking with immense power. The three black Bone Shuttles, which bore the brunt of the attack, let out a series of grating wails. The black light enveloping them dimmed instantly as fine cracks appeared on their surfaces, and they were sent flying back, their Spirituality greatly damaged.
Its momentum slightly reduced, the golden rainbow nonetheless continued its unstoppable path and cleaved down upon the hastily summoned black Bone Shield!
CRACK!
The Tier Two Upper Grade Defensive Spiritual Artifact, in which the Late Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator had placed so much hope, proved to be as fragile as paper before the Talisman Treasure’s strike. It held for a mere instant before shattering violently!
SPURT!
With his Spiritual Artifact destroyed, the resulting backlash caused him to violently spit out a mouthful of blood, and all color drained from his face.
Just as the golden rainbow was about to strike him, with the Late Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator having no way to evade and on the verge of being cleaved in two...
The situation changed unexpectedly once more!
He suddenly activated a Secret Technique! A faint gray shadow of light enveloped him, while another shadow shot out and locked tightly onto the stunned Luo Cultivator standing beside him.
The Luo Cultivator finally snapped back to his senses, his face instantly consumed by boundless terror. He struggled desperately, his Magical Power surging wildly as he tried to break free from the bizarre gray shadow.
But it was already too late!
The two shadows of light suddenly pulled and intertwined, and for a moment, space itself seemed to warp.
WHOOSH!
In the instant that Cheng Suling’s golden halberd from the Talisman Treasure slashed down with terrifying might, the two men’s positions were forcefully swapped!
The fatal blow that was originally aimed at the Late Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator was now directed at the Luo Cultivator, a Middle Stage Cultivator whose face was filled with despair and whose pupils had shrunk to pinpricks!
"No—!!!"
The Luo Cultivator only had time to let out a shrill, unwilling shriek before he was utterly consumed by the brilliant light of the golden halberd!
How could a mere Middle Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator possibly withstand a Talisman Treasure?
There was no violent explosion, no prolonged stalemate.
The moment the golden halberd touched his Magical Power Shield and Defense Talisman, their Spiritual Light melted away like snow in the sun.
Following that, his body, the defenses he had deployed, the Storage Bag on his person... everything was silently annihilated by the golden light, which contained the ultimate sharpness and the might of a Core Formation Treasure!
It was as if he had been completely erased from the world by an invisible eraser.
Not even a speck of ash remained!
Only the bottomless trench left in the ground and the terrifying energy fluctuations lingering in the air proved the existence and horror of the previous strike.
The phantom of the golden halberd slowly dissipated. The precious Talisman Treasure reverted to its Talisman form and flew back, though its Spiritual Light had dimmed considerably. It clearly didn’t have many uses left.
But the scene was still deathly silent.
Although the Late Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator had luckily escaped with his life, using that Shifting Form and Shadow Secret Technique had clearly come at a great cost. His face was as pale as paper, his aura was extremely weak, and the look he gave Cheng Suling was filled with lingering fear and venomous hatred.
Meanwhile, Cheng Suling, having used all her strength to activate the Talisman Treasure, found her Magical Power in turmoil. She could no longer suppress her injuries. Compounded by the fact that the strike had failed to kill its target, her Heart and Spirit wavered, and she spat out another mouthful of blood, her body swaying precariously.
"Die!"
The Late Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator threw all caution to the wind, pulling out another Tier Two Middle Grade Spiritual Flying Sword and attacking with his full strength.
He aimed straight for Cheng Suling, who had practically lost all ability to defend or respond.
A trace of sorrowful despair appeared in Cheng Suling’s eyes. She knew that since her trump card had failed to kill the Late Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator, death was practically her only path forward. Although the Talisman Treasure still held power, she no longer had the strength to activate it.
’To think my path on the Dao would end here... Now... I can only accept death...’
Her heart filled with anguish.
She even closed her eyes, quietly awaiting the arrival of death.
Yet, just at that critical moment—
CRACK-BOOM!
A massive thunderclap exploded in midair without any warning!
A blinding flash of lightning instantly swallowed all sound. Rampant snakes of electricity ravaged the area, tearing up the scorched earth once more! The Late Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator bore the brunt of it. Despite channeling a Magic Technique to protect his body with all his might, he was still sent staggering back, his Qi and Blood in turmoil and his aura flickering unstably.
His Spiritual Flying Sword was also caught in the blast, knocked away like a small boat in a tide of lightning and electrical snakes.
It let out a mournful cry as its Spiritual Light dimmed.
"Who’s there?!" the black-robed Late Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator roared, both shocked and furious, his Divine Sense frantically sweeping the surroundings.
The only response was a pair of pupils that suddenly lit up, as deep and dark as an abyss!
Cheng Suling’s eyes flew open in astonishment. She saw a figure in a green robe standing resolutely before her. He seemed so tall and formidable that her Heart and Spirit trembled.
"Brother... Brother Lin?"
This person was, of course, the newly arrived Lin Changheng.
...
Just a moment ago, Lin Changheng had been stunned by the might of the Talisman Treasure.
Then he saw the Luo Cultivator being used as a scapegoat by the black-robed Late Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator, and he was inwardly surprised by the ingenuity of such a peculiar Magic Technique.
Next, he saw that while the Luo Cultivator was dead, his Storage Bag had also been ground to dust and obliterated by the Talisman Treasure. Lin Changheng couldn’t help but feel it was a great pity—a complete and utter waste.
The situation was changing in a flash, but when it was time to act, Lin Changheng would not just stand by and watch Cheng Suling die. With a flick of his fingers, he shot out a [Celestial Thunder Pearl]—an item he had refined years ago in the Cyan Spirit District using Thunder Evil Power.
It landed a short distance in front of the Late Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator, spun once, and then detonated violently.
He had saved the woman.
Then, with a flash, Lin Changheng’s figure appeared like a phantom at the edge of the lightning’s glow. He didn’t attack directly. Instead, his eyes narrowed, and an invisible, intangible ripple that pierced straight to the Divine Soul spread out like a wave on water.
He directly unleashed his [Fifth Layer Hallucination Technique], which he had recently advanced.
The black-robed Late Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator had just recovered from the sudden shock of the Celestial Thunder Pearl when the scene before his eyes abruptly changed:
His long-dead master appeared before him, roaring furiously, accusing him of betraying his master and sect, of having the ambitions of a wolf. His Dao Heart wavered instantly.
"No... something’s wrong! It’s an Illusion Skill!" After all, the black-robed Late Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator’s Cultivation was not weak. He jerked awake just as he was about to be completely submerged in the illusion, but it was too late!
That brief moment of distraction was a fatal opening in a battle of life and death!
A flash of cyan-gold Sword Aura, like lightning streaking through smoke and dust, silently swept across his neck.
"Urk..." His pupils shrank violently, his face frozen in shock and disbelief as his head was sent flying into the air!
Blood sprayed.
The Spiritual Flying Sword, which he had just sent flying again, lost its controller once more. With a mournful cry, it fell to the ground.
"Fairy Cheng, are you all right?"
Lin Changheng supported the swaying Cheng Suling, but didn’t forget to direct his Cyan Gold Flying Sword to dismember the corpse, ensuring there was no possibility of resurrection, before finally recalling the sword.
"I’m fine. Thank you for saving me, Brother Lin."
Cheng Suling felt the strong arm supporting her. This, combined with the strong masculine scent of a man closer than any had ever been, made her feel a little flustered. At the same time, a long-forgotten sense of security began to bloom in her heart.
"I wish I had arrived sooner. Unfortunately, I was delayed by some matters, but thankfully I still made it in time."
Helping the woman sit down to meditate and regulate her breathing, Lin Changheng sighed softly and handed her a Healing Elixir.