Chapter 70 Quickly Transmigrate! Kidnapping Immortal Sect Disciple (35)
Feng Ziang felt a strange movement, which did not come from Wu Gang, but from the evil talisman itself.
"Wait..." He said in a low voice, stopping He Yushu from continuing to inject spiritual power.
The black light had surrounded them. He Yushu's defensive spell was about to fail, and the light of the white jade flute also dimmed.
His face was pale, and the blood at the corner of his mouth was even more obvious, but he still held on and looked at Feng Ziang worriedly: "What's wrong?"
Feng Ziang did not explain immediately. His eyes were fixed on the black gas, and his mind was working rapidly.
In the trading market, the evil spell that Yao Lao mentioned casually, at this moment, was like a bolt of lightning that cut through his thoughts.
That kind of spell draws its power from consuming vitality, but due to greed it has a fatal weakness - excessive absorption of spiritual energy will cause the spell to temporarily stagnate.
He felt a dull pain in his spiritual roots. The black energy was constantly eroding his spiritual power. The situation was indeed critical.
But there was a glimmer of excitement in his eyes. He possessed a special spiritual root that could quickly absorb and transform spiritual energy. This was the key to fighting against this evil spell!
He concentrated his mind, exerted his spiritual power to the extreme, and carefully sensed the trajectory of the talisman's spiritual power.
Sure enough, just as Yao Lao said, the spiritual power of this talisman flows in a unique way, showing a spiral upward trend, but in the center of the spiral, there is a tiny gap, which is the weakness of the talisman!
"Yu Shu, do you believe me?" Feng Ziang's voice seemed a little low in the black air, but it was unusually firm.
He Yushu did not hesitate at all. Even though he was already very weak at this moment, his trust in Feng Ziang never wavered.
"I believe you." His voice was weak but full of unquestionable firmness.
A confident smile appeared on Feng Ziang's lips. He gripped the sword tightly in his hand, his eyes gleaming with brilliance.
He did not attack the weakness of the spell directly, but instead made a move that surprised He Yushu...
He suddenly retracted his spiritual power, allowing the black energy to corrode him, and even pretended to be exhausted. He swayed a bit and whispered, "I... I can't do it anymore..."
Feng Ziang did not attack the weakness of the talisman directly, but deliberately showed weakness, pretending that his spiritual power was about to run out.
His body was staggering, his face was pale, and he even coughed up a little blood on purpose. He looked extremely weak.
When Wu Gang saw this, he was overjoyed, thinking that victory was in sight.
A smug smile appeared on his face as he stared greedily at the white jade flute in He Yushu's hand, as if he had already seen the infinite glory that would come after he obtained the treasure.
He relaxed his vigilance and even stopped activating the talisman, waiting for Feng Ziang and He Yushu to fall down completely.
At the moment when Wu Gang relaxed his vigilance, Feng Ziang's eyes flashed.
He suddenly raised his head, a sly smile on the corner of his mouth, like a cheetah that had been lurking for a long time and finally showed its fangs.
The spiritual energy in his body surged out like a surging river, instantly erupting with a powerful force.
The long sword in his hand shone brightly, transforming into a sharp sword energy that pierced directly into the weak point of the talisman.
He Yushu was also prepared. When Feng Ziang launched his attack, he suppressed the surging blood in his body and injected all the remaining spiritual power into the white jade flute.
The melodious sound of the flute suddenly turned sharp and piercing, turning into an invisible sound wave, which together with Feng Ziang's sword energy hit the weak spot of the talisman.
"Bang!"
There was a loud bang, the talisman emitted a blinding light, trembled violently, and then shattered like glass.
The black light dissipated instantly, revealing Wu Gang's terrified face.
The backlash of the talisman hit him hard. He vomited blood, flew backwards, and fell heavily to the ground.
Feng Ziang and He Yushu were also impacted, but they were prepared and quickly stabilized their bodies.
Feng Ziang walked up to Wu Gang, looked down at him, and had a mocking smile on his face: "Wu Gang, do you think you have won?"
Wu Gang covered his chest and raised his head with difficulty, his eyes filled with fear and unwillingness.
He never imagined that he would be tricked by Feng Ziang and lose so completely.
"You..." Wu was about to speak when he suddenly heard a flurry of footsteps behind him.
He turned his head suddenly, his face changed drastically...
"you……"
Seeing the situation turn around and their leader Wu Gang falling to the ground with serious injuries, Wu Gang's accomplices immediately scattered and fled in all directions.
He Yushu snorted coldly and swung the white jade flute. Rays of green light flew out like spirit snakes and tied up those people tightly.
They struggled in fear, but seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, unable to move. They could only watch He Yushu and Feng Ziang approach step by step, their eyes filled with despair and fear.
"Want to run? Too late!" Feng Ziang sneered, stepped on Wu Gang's chest, and asked, "Tell me, who ordered you to attack us?"
Wu Gang's face turned pale and his lips trembled, but he refused to speak.
Feng Ziang was not in a hurry. He slowly took out a pill from his storage bag and shook it in front of Wu Gang, saying with a hint of joking, "This is the 'Bone Erosion Pill'. It tastes really good. Do you want to try it?"
The notoriety of the Bone-Eroding Pill is well known in the world of immortal cultivation. Once ingested, one will feel as if a myriad of ants are gnawing at one's heart, causing unbearable pain.
A trace of fear flashed across Wu Gang's eyes, but he still clenched his teeth and refused to utter a word.
"You're still pretty stubborn." Feng Ziang raised his eyebrows and was about to increase his "persuasion" when He Yushu suddenly stopped him: "Ziang, wait a minute."
He Yushu found several storage bags from the tied-up accomplices and searched through them carefully.
Feng Ziang also temporarily put Wu Gang aside, walked to He Yushu's side, and watched him pour out the things in the storage bag one by one.
Most of them are low-level spiritual stones, pills and talismans, nothing special about them.
"We didn't find any useful clues." He Yushu frowned. These things could not prove that there was someone else behind Wu Gang.
Feng Ziang also realized the seriousness of the problem. If they couldn't find the mastermind behind the incident, they would always be passive.
He thought of the old man he met in the trading market before, maybe he knew something.
"Let's go to the trading market and find Yao Lao!" Feng Ziang made a prompt decision, pulled He Yushu and ran towards the trading market.
Along the way, they remained highly vigilant and did not dare to relax at all.
However, when they rushed to the trading market, they found that Yao Lao's stall was empty...
There was only a note pressed under a stone, which read: Come to Baicao Valley as soon as possible.
"Baicao Valley?" Feng Ziang and He Yushu looked at each other, and an ominous premonition rose in their hearts...
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