Chapter 29: Wuji Moves to Kill the Heart
But Wuji was still defeating the first batch of small demons. After the big demon, more and more demonic tribes came, and their strength also increased accordingly. Wuji had no choice but to release the seal on his body, step by step from Tianxian, Zhenxian, Jinxian to Taiyi Jinxian.
As time passed, the distance from Wuzhou Mountain was getting closer and closer, and the distance from the demon clan's headquarters was also getting closer. The demons who came to trouble Wuji were getting stronger and stronger. Just a batch of them, still half a month ago, over a hundred Taizhen Golden Immortals jointly attacked Wuji. Under the premise that Wuji did not use his Mahayana Golden Immortal skills and did not expose his own trump card, Wuji suffered some minor injuries, and more than 60-70 of the Taizhen Golden Immortal-level demons were lost. Afterward, Wuji saw that things were not going well, so he displayed his magical powers and shook off the remaining Taizhen Golden Immortal-level demon generals.
After Wuji left, he found a secluded corner to recover from his physical injuries. At this time, the Taizhen Golden Immortal-level demon generals attacked, and although their attacks did not cause much damage to Wuji, under the joint attack of over a hundred Taizhen Golden Immortals, Wuji's physical body still suffered some injuries.
Wuji recovered his physical body while reflecting on the fighting experiences he had along the way, summarizing them and integrating these experiences into his combat skills, which further enhanced Wuji's actual combat power. After Wuji finished recuperating, he resumed his original route and continued to advance towards Mount Buzhou.
This day, Wuji continued to move forward as usual, but suddenly felt a sense of danger signal, feeling that he was locked in by the divine mind. Wuji realized that he might have encountered a more powerful Daluo Golden Immortal than himself.
It's clear that without using the bottom card, relying solely on physical strength is very difficult to escape the lock of this powerful divine sense. Rather than wasting magic by running away, it's better to stop and conserve energy, waiting in the best state to meet that unknown strong enemy.
Two big Luo Jinxian cultivators, one in the middle period of perfection and the other in the early period of perfection, arrived soon after. One of them spoke to Wuji first: "Wuji, you are Wolf Tian, the young master of the Wolf tribe." The other, slightly disheveled Daoist also said: "You are Jin Diao, the young master of the Diao tribe. I heard that you're very arrogant and have defeated countless people who came to challenge you on your journey. It seems like you're not that impressive after all?"
After finishing, he still showed a slight disdain and sneered at Wuji. Wuji's mental state had already reached an extremely high level, and with the two of them having decent cultivation, Wuji didn't think it was worth messing up the cause and effect for just a few words, so he ignored the two and continued walking forward.
Wuji's behavior was originally nothing, but for the two wolves, Lang Tian and Jin Dai, who were deliberately making trouble, this was a contempt for the two. The two had been the pride of the clan since birth, valued and respected by their clansmen, getting whatever they wanted whenever they wanted it.
Lang Tian has now become a great achievement in the middle of Da Luo Jinxian, and the old immortals among the clan's elders are about the same. The clan's elders have to look at their own faces when they have something to do, and the surrounding tribes around the tribe are also surrounding themselves, afraid of offending them. The Jinxi tribe where Jin Xi is located is one of them.
Lang Tian and Jin Lie felt humiliated, facing Wuji Dao: "You, a Taoist priest, dare to be so contemptuous of us, not daring to accept our challenge. Is your teacher the Turtle who taught you to be a turtle with its head shrunk in? Hahaha!"
Wuji originally had no good feelings towards the two, provoking himself was fine, but it was absolutely unacceptable to insult his own teacher. He spoke extremely coldly to the two: "Looking for death? Today, I'll let you know why the flowers are so red."
Wuji finished speaking and charged at the two without hesitation. Although Lang Tian's cultivation was stronger than Wuji's physical strength, Lang Tian had always been pampered and had little experience in actual combat, just like Wuji in the past. Despite being one level lower in cultivation, Wuji still managed to make Lang Tian and Jin Que's attacks clumsy and disorganized, and their defeat was only a matter of time.
The three of them fought for a while, Wujin saw that continuing like this would waste time and might even attract the attention of others, so he decided to end the fight quickly.
Wuji deliberately made a flaw to attract the attack of Lang Tian and Jindai. Then, he unexpectedly attacked Jindai's head, which was weaker in cultivation. Wuji's combat power was originally higher than Jindai's, and his speed was also faster. With a deliberate or unintentional move, he caught Jindai off guard, and Jindai's head was smashed to pieces by Wuji's one punch.
Only to see a primordial spirit flying out of Jīn Xiǎo's body at an extremely fast speed, flying far away. Even if Wújí wanted to stop it, he had the heart but not the power.
Wuji's yuan Shen escaped, and Lang Tian was also shocked by the scene in front of him. How could Wuji let go of such a good opportunity? In an instant, he turned to attack Lang Tian at extreme speed. Just as Wuji's fist was about to hit Lang Tian, Lang Tian came back from his panicked state and used his superior cultivation to dodge the vital spot. However, Lang Tian was still severely injured by Wuji's attack, and his strength was greatly reduced.
Just as Wújí continued to attack the heavily injured Láng Tiān, preparing to deliver the finishing blow, a three-petaled black lotus suddenly flew out of Láng Tiān's body and landed on his head. The petals scattered downwards, causing Wújí's attacks to be blocked by them and fail to hit Láng Tiān. Seeing that his attacks were ineffective, Wújí continued to attack, as if he would not rest until he had beheaded Láng Tiān.
The originally mortally wounded Wolf Heaven, who had already made preparations for an early death, did not expect that the three-product black lotus given by his father to protect himself would save his life at a critical moment.
Lang Tian, under the protection of Hei Lian, was unscathed and couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. Watching Wuji's repeated attacks being blocked by Hei Lian's three-product defense, he loudly jeered: "Can you do it? Come on! Hit me!" Sweeping away his previous despair.
Wuji stared at the small, triumphant-looking Wolf Tian in front of him. He had been attacking Black Lotus for half a day without success. If he continued to drag it out, there was no guarantee that Golden Armored Heavenly God wouldn't escape and tell Wolf Tian's backers to deal with him. Wuji couldn't help but feel anxious. Moreover, being mocked by Wolf Tian repeatedly made his anger surge - after all, even the most patient person has a temper. No longer caring about anything else, he immediately activated the Heaven and Earth Divine Transformation, transforming into a giant. At this moment, Wolf Tian looked like an ant in Wuji's eyes.
Lang Tian looked at Wuji, who had transformed into a giant between heaven and earth. He was wondering what kind of divine power this Taoist would use to deal with his turtle shell when he saw Wuji pick up the black lotus and stop attacking it. Instead, he quickly put Lang Tian and the three-piece black lotus together into Wuji's mouth and swallowed them in one gulp.
After Wújí devoured the three-petaled Hei Lián, he felt himself being locked onto by a divine consciousness and didn't dare to slack off. He hastily released his suppression of his own strength and fully exerted his divine powers to swiftly fly towards the Nǚzhōu Mountain in front of him. He deeply feared that if he lingered, he would be discovered by someone and killed by the Wolf Tribe's people.
Wuji flew with all his might, and after ten years, he finally reached the range of Mount Buzhou. In the vicinity of Mount Buzhou, due to Pangu's oppressive presence, one's divine sense search range would shrink by about a hundred times. Wuji could finally breathe a sigh of relief and shake off any potential pursuers that might be following him from behind, as the strand of his body was dissipating.
