Chapter 68 Quickly Transmigrate! Kidnapping Immortal Sect Disciple (33)
Wu Gang's insidiousness and cunningness forced him to be on guard.
He knew that Wu Gang would not let it go, so he had to be careful and cautious at this critical moment.
After returning to his own cave, Feng Ziang immediately entered the closed secret room and prepared to break through.
He knew that only by improving his own strength could he truly get out of the predicament.
He sat cross-legged, circulated his spiritual power, and began to absorb the precious materials he had obtained earlier.
However, just when he was about to break through, a powerful interfering force suddenly attacked, making it impossible for him to calm down completely.
He knew that this was Wu Gang's trick.
At this moment, a cold light enveloped the entire secret room.
He Yushu appeared around the secret room at some point in time. He formed seals with his hands, and streams of spiritual energy formed a protective barrier around him, completely blocking out Wu Gang's interfering force.
"Focus on your breakthrough. I will protect you." He Yushu's voice was cold and firm, like a stream of clear spring flowing into Feng Ziang's heart, making him feel unprecedented peace of mind.
Those restrictions emitted a cool light, just like He Yushu's firm determination to protect them, unbreakable.
Feng Ziang took a deep breath, suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind, and activated his spiritual power again.
He knew that this was the critical moment for his breakthrough and the beginning of his counterattack.
Outside the secret room, Wu Gang's face was terribly gloomy.
He didn't expect that He Yushu would actually intervene in this matter and set up such a powerful ban.
"He Yushu, you are courting your own death!" Wu Gang said with gritted teeth, his eyes filled with resentment.
He quickly formed seals with his hands, and a beam of black light shot towards the secret room...
In the secret room, Feng Ziang felt a powerful force impacting the restrictions set by He Yushu.
He opened his eyes and looked at He Yushu, his eyes full of worry.
He Yushu's expression also became solemn, with beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.
He gritted his teeth and tried his best to maintain the restriction and prevent Wu Gang's attack from breaking through.
"Feather Book..." Feng Ziang called out in a low voice.
He Yushu turned to look at him, a look of determination flashing in his eyes. "Zi'ang, wait for me..."
Feng Ziang felt a warm power flowing through his body, and his originally restless spiritual roots gradually calmed down, like the clear sky after a rainstorm.
He took a deep breath and guided the power to flow through his meridians, repairing the previously damaged meridians.
As the medicinal properties of the material continued to take effect, the surrounding spiritual energy also rushed into his body frantically, forming a small spiritual energy vortex around him that emitted a whistling sound.
Feng Ziang felt as if his body was wrapped in abundant power, and every cell was cheering for joy.
However, this force was too strong and his body was under tremendous pressure. Sweat soaked his clothes and his face turned pale.
But he knew that this was the critical moment for his breakthrough and he had to persevere.
At this moment, a loud noise was heard, the restrictions in the secret room shook violently, a black shadow flashed by, and Wu Gang actually broke through some of the restrictions set by He Yushu and broke in.
"Feng Ziang, you are dead!" Wu Gang had a ferocious look on his face, holding a black dagger in his hand, and exuding a cold aura.
Upon seeing this, He Yushu's face changed, and he cast his most powerful spell without hesitation - Ice Soul Frost.
An ice-blue spiritual power, like an ice dragon, roared towards Wu Gang.
Wu Gang was caught off guard and was hit by this powerful force. He flew backwards and hit the wall of the secret room, letting out a muffled groan.
"You..." Wu Gang covered his chest with his hands, a trickle of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with shock and unwillingness.
He didn't expect He Yushu's strength to be so strong.
He Yushu ignored Wu Gang and quickly returned to Feng Ziang to protect him.
"Zi'ang, just focus on your breakthrough, leave this to me." Although He Yushu's voice was still cold, it carried a hint of imperceptible tenderness.
Feng Ziang nodded. He knew that now was not the time to be distracted. He had to make a breakthrough as soon as possible.
He closed his eyes and circulated his spiritual power again, absorbing the spiritual energy around him.
Wu Gang struggled to stand up, a sinister gleam in his eyes.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took out a black pill from his storage bag, and swallowed it without hesitation.
"He Yushu, do you think you can stop me like this? I must kill Feng Ziang today!" Wu Gang's voice was hoarse and cold, and his body began to emit a strange black aura...
"Do you think you can succeed again?" He Yushu's eyes were cold, and an ice-blue sword condensed in his hand and pointed at Wu Gang.
Wu Gang was unwilling to accept defeat. He gave a sly smile, muttered something, and slammed his hands on the ground.
Black runes spread from his palm, cracks appeared on the ground, and black vines emerged like snakes, carrying a nauseating stench, and coiled towards He Yushu.
He Yushu's eyes froze, and the ice-blue sword in his hand swung a sword flower, flashing with cold light, cutting through the attacking vines.
However, these vines seemed to have infinite vitality. The broken parts regenerated quickly, and more vines surged out from the ground, surrounding He Yushu like a black tide.
The ground was dyed pitch black, and a pungent smell filled the air, making people dizzy.
He Yushu remained calm in the face of danger. He continuously injected spiritual power into the ice-blue sword. The sword glowed brightly and gave off a chilling aura.
His body was as fast as lightning, shuttling through the gaps in the vines, his sword flashing, and every swing cut through large vines.
Even though the vines regenerated at an astonishing speed, they were unable to stop He Yushu's powerful swordsmanship.
Inside the secret room, the spiritual energy around Feng Ziang surged, forming a huge vortex.
He successfully resolved the backlash of his spiritual roots, and the originally violent spiritual power became docile, nourishing his meridians like a trickle of water.
His cultivation was improving rapidly, and the opportunity for a breakthrough was right in front of him.
He felt the surging power in his body, like a volcano about to erupt, and he knew that the time to lay the foundation was now!
The light became brighter and brighter, and Feng Ziang's body seemed to have turned into a light source, illuminating the entire secret room.
He suddenly opened his eyes, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and a powerful wave of spiritual power spread out from him and spread throughout the entire immortal gate.
He successfully broke through and reached the foundation-building stage!
Feng Ziang walked out of the secret room, his powerful aura was so strong that no one dared to look directly at him.
He looked at He Yushu struggling with the vines, a smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.
He Yushu also saw him, and a hint of relief flashed in his eyes.
Wu Gang's face turned pale when he saw this. He realized that the situation was hopeless and turned around to escape.
"Want to leave?" Feng Ziang sneered, and with a flash of his body, he stood in front of Wu Gang.
"Now, it's time to settle the accounts between us."
He Yushu dealt with the remaining vines and walked to Feng Ziang's side. The two stood side by side, like gods descending from heaven.
Wu Gang looked at them, his eyes filled with fear and despair.
He knew that he had failed utterly.
"Zi'ang..." He Yushu suddenly spoke, with a hint of worry in his voice.
Feng Ziang turned to look at him, a hint of doubt in his eyes.
He Yushu's gaze fell behind him, and his eyes suddenly became fierce.
"careful!"
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