Chapter 145 Fierce Battle with Lan Boting
Foundation Establishment Divine Ability: [Physical Flight]!
It consumes no energy, as if it were an innate instinct. Its speed is similar to that of wielding the Blue Butterfly Sword, but it does not consume true energy. It is as simple as raising a hand or moving a foot.
To accelerate, you need to consume true essence.
Wang Yu ignored the rapidly approaching alligator below, and after finding his direction, continued to advance towards the other side of the withered leaf swamp.
One hour later.
He roughly verified the flight speed of a Foundation Establishment cultivator; a drop of true essence was enough to sustain him for three days without stopping, making his speed twice that of a high-grade flying magic weapon.
If one learns a second-tier escape technique, the difference will be at least tenfold.
besides.
There is also a Foundation Establishment Divine Art called [Protective True Qi], which has low energy consumption, near-instantaneous casting speed, and protective strength equivalent to a regular second-tier low-grade defensive technique.
With the combined advantages of these two realms, it is evident how difficult it is for a Qi Refining cultivator to kill a Foundation Establishment cultivator, not even considering true essence, techniques, and other methods.
Fortunately, these are abilities unique to human cultivators.
There are no demons, spirits, or monsters, or rather, they are different types of divine abilities. It is said that after condensing the Golden Core, human cultivators will give birth to even more divine abilities.
These characteristics can completely distinguish beings of different realms, but it is difficult to gain a huge advantage in battles within the same realm. They have value, but not as high as one might imagine.
That concludes the discussion.
Wang Yu has achieved all his goals for returning home, and even slightly exceeded them. Now, it's time to go back and collect his inner disciple benefits.
Establish a government, amass wealth, control cities, and plunder the riches of the land! Just thinking about it makes the future seem bright.
Just then, Wang Yu, who was about to set off, suddenly heard laughter coming from ahead, accompanied by a strong sense of resentment and killing intent, which blocked his way.
Hahahaha~
"You little devil, you've kept me running around in this stinking swamp day and night for months, and I've finally caught you."
"Hmph—surrender now!"
Wang Yu frowned. He had just taken a breath of fresh air when he saw such a repulsive creature, which made him feel truly nauseous.
“It’s you.”
"It is indeed me." Lan Boting raised his sword and pointed it at Wang Yu. The long sword he always carried on his back hummed as it was unsheathed and pointed at Wang Yu, revealing his aura as a fourth-level Foundation Establishment cultivator.
"Wang Yu, is it? Today I, Lan, will take your head to atone for this failure in slaying the demon."
"funny."
After achieving dual Foundation Establishment, Wang Yu's resources became even more abundant. So what if he was only in the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment?
"If it weren't for Changxi's scheming, wanting to gain more by using my identity, there wouldn't have been this calamity of Kuye City. You forced us into this situation."
Lan Boting glared angrily: "Changxi's greed is her own doing, but you shouldn't have harmed me as well."
"This one? Ha—"
Wang Yu scoffed, revealing a disdainful expression.
"How arrogant! You think you need my scheming? With Fellow Daoist Lan's temperament, you'll die somewhere in the dark sooner or later, with no one to claim your body!"
"presumptuous!"
Swords flash, rivers surge.
The superior-grade magic weapon longsword unleashed a sky full of sword energy, each strike possessing the power to crush even a Qi Refining cultivator. Cultivation level plus magic weapon—that's the peak of a human cultivator's power.
Wang Yu had just broken through and had not yet refined the Earth Element Cauldron and the Glazed Soul Lamp. As he twisted his body, he flew into the sky, but the river sword energy all turned around and continued to attack him.
He couldn't help but curse inwardly.
"Grass!"
Strategically despise the enemy, but tactically take them seriously.
Lan Boting, who came from the Tianxu Sword Sect, was not among the top of his generation and had never studied at the Zhengqi Academy, yet his swordsmanship was still sharp.
In the same category, it would definitely be considered a top-class horse.
Not to mention Wang Yu, who has just broken through and hasn't had time to update his other methods, we need to pay attention to him!
During the chase, Wang Yu quickly assessed his own abilities. First-tier spells were nothing to worry about; they were only good for dealing with early Foundation Establishment cultivators, and far too inadequate for dealing with Lan Boting.
That means only the demonic art [Soul Devouring Evil Armor Technique] and [Mysterious Yin Hand], one of the core techniques of the Yellow Springs Temple, can help him in this battle.
Especially the second-tier superior spell, Xuan Yin Hand.
With Foundation Establishment True Essence and the Great Completion Realm, one can fully unleash the profound mystery and full power of this technique, far surpassing the mere dabbling of the Qi Refining stage.
To win, the Xuan Yin Hand technique will be the key to victory.
It should not be used lightly.
Faced with hundreds of sword beams relentlessly pursuing him, Wang Yu had an idea and flew back in the direction he had come from, where there were late-stage second-tier alligator dragons, which might be a target he could use to gain leverage.
Upon seeing his disheveled appearance, Lan Boting burst into laughter.
"So what if you've broken through? You're still just an ant, just like you were a few months ago. I should thank you for the spiritual energy fluctuations you caused, which have guided me in the right direction."
Having said that, he leaped forward, leaving a trail of pale blue light, several times faster than Wang Yu.
"Boom—"
At this moment, the sword energy river finally caught up with Wang Yu, and just as the two were about to collide, an ice wall appeared beneath his feet.
While stomping down hard.
His body burst forth with power, like a charged charge or a spring-loaded launch, propelling him forward and accelerating rapidly to escape danger.
The ice wall was destroyed by the sword energy, and with a loud bang, it continued to chase after Wang Yu, giving the impression of a fight to the death.
Lan Boting, who witnessed everything from behind, was stunned for a moment. He seemed not to have expected that magic could be used in this way. He was somewhat angry that he had not been able to defeat a newly promoted Foundation Establishment cultivator who had not even mastered escape techniques.
With a flick of his right hand, the storage bag hanging at his waist emitted a burst of spiritual light, and a magical artifact emerged.
"Binding Rope, go."
He grew impatient and directly used a method specifically designed for demonic cultivators. Wang Yu, catching a glimpse of the yellow light that far exceeded the speed of the sword energy out of the corner of his eye, felt a jolt of unease.
"There's another high-grade second-tier magic weapon?"
Fast! Too fast!
Since the two were not far apart, the yellow light rope arrived at Wang Yu's side in the blink of an eye.
In a flash, he was tied up tightly.
His hands were forcibly tied behind his back, and his legs were forcibly brought together. The Demon-Binding Rope bound him like a worm. Even though the veins on his forehead were bulging, he was unable to break free using the power of a physical cultivator.
This magical artifact is quite remarkable; it cannot be broken by brute force!
"Ants are just ants."
With a disdainful tone, hundreds of sword beams finally collided with Wang Yu. Amidst the countless particles of spiritual energy, the figure who had been casting the spell to condense the Black Fiend Armor was sent flying hundreds of meters away.
"Cough cough—"
As a superior demonic art, the Soul Devouring Evil Armor Technique prioritizes spiritual defense, and the souls obtained through soul devouring are mostly second-tier souls, possessing immense power.
He was somewhat powerless against Lan Boting's sword energy.
Struggling to his feet from the mud, Wang Yu coughed up blood repeatedly. Fortunately, the Demon-Binding Rope did not have the effect of blocking his true essence; otherwise, the outcome would have been uncertain.
Blue light lingered above him.
He said it from a bird's-eye view.
"Not running anymore?"
"Heh, why don't you look back?"
Wang Yu's confident tone made Lan Boting feel uneasy. He scanned the area behind him with his divine sense but found nothing, which immediately annoyed him.
"At a time like this, why would you need to..."
"hold head high!!!"
In the blink of an eye, a large hole was carved out of the swamp, and a huge alligator dragon, more than 20 meters long, rose into the sky from the ground like a dragon emerging from its cave.
The already ferocious head, enhanced by the bloodline secret technique, transformed into a huge mud dragon head, which viciously bit down at Lan Boting.
"I--"
Splat!
As if it had just eaten a small snack, the alligator landed with a thud and looked in Wang Yu's direction with some confusion, but apart from a few messy footprints, there was no one there.
Just as it was about to come and take a look, blue light suddenly came out of its mouth.
Lan Boting, covered in stomach acid and disgusting digestive waste, rushed out in a disheveled state, his eyes practically spitting fire in his embarrassment.
A broken fang was still lodged in his lower leg, completely piercing it, causing profuse bleeding.
"You bastard, you bastard!"
River Sword Technique: Water and Sky Meet at the Line.
He didn't even consider a mere late-stage Foundation Establishment demon beast a threat. Before the third rank, human cultivators held an absolute advantage, let alone a disciple like him from a dominant force.
He was annoyed that he had been misled by Wang Yu's despicable methods.
The attack actually came from underground.
The condensed sword energy transformed into a long line, reminiscent of the wondrous transformation of sword energy into silk. Seemingly ordinary, it actually contained terrifying destructive power.
The monstrous alligator roared to the sky and stomped its short leg.
The nearby swamp began to boil, and the filthy mud and water washed upwards, only to be cleaved in two by the blue line.
The attack continued unabated, striking the alligator's carapace and leaving a wound deep enough to expose bone. The alligator cried out in pain and became enraged.
He proactively unleashed the mud ball ability that Wang Yu had seen before.
In this realm, one-on-one, wild battles take place.
But how could Lan Boting be willing to let his plan to shift the blame work? With a pull of his right hand, Wang Yu, who was in stealth mode, was pulled by the Demon-Binding Rope.
They were also pulled into this vast, ever-renewing mud ball domain, which could be quickly restored even when broken.
Lan Boting could sense Wang Yu's location by using the connection between his physical body and the magical artifact, but the alligator dragon could not; in its eyes, he was the only opponent.
The great war has reignited.
Sword light and mud splattered, and scales and flesh were scattered from time to time. Wang Yu huddled at the edge of the mud ball domain, gritting his teeth and voluntarily severing his left arm.
Thus, a gap appeared in the binding of the Demon-Binding Rope, and as the Illusionary Step was used, a phantom body with a physical form was left to be bound in his place.
The main body quickly changed direction, waiting for an opportunity.
On the battlefield of the three, a human and a beast were fighting to the death. It must be said that the alligator dragon's body was incredibly strong. Even though it had been slashed and wounded, it still unleashed a powerful fighting force.
As expected of a demon beast with dragon blood, it does have some skills.
"Damn it, cough cough—"
On the other hand, Lan Boting, although he had the advantage, also began to cough up blood. In this mud ball domain, the power of the alligator dragon's innate magic was greatly increased, and he had to be careful to guard against every attack.
"To offer blood to the sheath, to sacrifice oneself for the sword."
"Blood Essence Sword, swiftly!"
As if he had made up his mind, Lan Boting used his trump card. In an instant, blood light burst forth, and a terrifying, chilling sword aura appeared like a crack.
It is crooked and twisted, yet it possesses an extreme sharpness.
(End of this chapter)
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