Daoist Dragon Profound used the Wind-Control Art to summon a violent wind. A whirlwind suddenly arose in the forest with him at its center, its powerful suction pulling the surrounding trees to sway. The pervasive frost smoke was swiftly drawn into the vortex and sent spiraling up into the sky.
The blade-like whirlwind gradually cleared the surroundings, yet a cold smile rose in Shu Han’s heart.
“Finally, you’ve shown an opening!”
Amidst the howling wind, Shu Han flicked his wrist, and ten Fire God Talismans flew from his grasp.
Lightweight and fluttering, the talismans were swept along by the violent wind like harmless fallen leaves, quickly encircling Daoist Dragon Profound.
Shu Han leaped back three steps, covering ten zhang, and shouted, “Explode!”
Daoist Dragon Profound’s pupils contracted sharply. He had intended to use the whirlwind to scatter the smoke, never expecting ten Fire God Talismans to drift out from within it. Caught in the middle of casting a spell, he had nowhere to evade and hurriedly summoned a white ancient dragon to coil around his body. Ten fire cones detonated around him simultaneously, igniting a giant fireball twenty zhang wide within the forest.
The searing flames nearly caught Shu Han in their radius.
This strike satisfied him immensely. Ten Fire God Talismans detonating at close range-even an old Foundation Establishment ghost would have to shed a layer of skin!
Yet a beam of bloody light suddenly shot out from the heart of the fireball.
Alarm spiked in Shu Han’s chest, but evasion was impossible.
The bloody light drove straight toward his brow center.
Thud!
The Blood Soul Sword halted right before his forehead.
A round shield rose from his chest, intercepting the fatal strike.
The shield’s outer layer shattered instantly.
To launch an immediate counterattack after taking ten Fire God Talismans at point-blank range!
He had been too careless! An old Foundation Establishment ghost was truly formidable!
The first layer of the Black-Iron Heart-Protecting Mirror was broken, leaving him with only two layers of defense remaining.
Shaken to the core, Shu Han immediately tossed out two frost smoke pellets, plunging himself back into concealment so Daoist Dragon Profound’s Divine Sense could not lock onto him.
At the center of the scorched clearing, half of Daoist Dragon Profound’s elegant white hair had been scorched black.
He spat out a breath of turbid air as the white dragon protecting his body dimmed. Fury burned in his chest as he cursed silently: Where did this little bastard get so many high-grade fire talismans? My White Dragon Helm is nearly ruined!
Staring at the renewed billows of frost smoke, Daoist Dragon Profound bristled with rage.
“Little thing! Didn’t you want to know what high-grade techniques are recorded in the Dragon Profound Three Revolutions Divine Art? This old man will let you die with your eyes open!”
Here it comes!
Shu Han’s hand trembled slightly as he gripped another frost smoke pellet, closely monitoring the shifting currents of the smoke. The moment a gap appeared, a new pellet would instantly fill the void.
To avoid being directly targeted by Daoist Dragon Profound’s Divine Sense, he had lost count of how many frost smoke pellets he had prepared over the years.
Enshrouded in the smoke, he felt oppressive waves of spiritual pressure rolling in from all directions. Daoist Dragon Profound’s peak Early Foundation Establishment pressure made it difficult to breathe. Find the original chapter at novelping . com.
“Little thing, do you know the greatest characteristic of the Dragon Profound Three Revolutions Divine Art?”
“Abundant Spiritual Power!”
The shout sent a chill straight down Shu Han’s spine.
Though blinded by the smoke, he clearly heard three separate voices calling out from different directions, each maintaining the full pressure of the Early Foundation Establishment stage.
He drew in a sharp breath. Could Daoist Dragon Profound have split into clones while maintaining his original cultivation realm?
Understanding dawned on Shu Han.
The Triple Revolution of the Dragon Profound Three Revolutions Divine Art granted a cultivator nearly three times the Spiritual Power of ordinary peers.
Dividing into three bodies naturally left the cultivation realm undiminished!
Facing one was already a desperate struggle.
Three?
How could anyone fight this?
Calming his racing mind, Shu Han used the frost smoke as cover and inched toward one of the figures.
A sudden prickle of spiritual intuition made him spring away from his spot.
A rain of swords plunged from the sky. The Blood Soul Sword divided into thousands, pelting the ground like a violent storm.
That was not all. From three distinct directions, torrential waves of sword Qi swept across the area while violent winds surged outward, rapidly stripping away the surrounding smoke.
Shu Han sprinted through the thinning haze, desperately dodging the relentless downpour of blades.
Holding nothing back, Daoist Dragon Profound maintained his three-body split and poured out his Spiritual Power without reserve, compressing Shu Han’s evasion space step by step.
Since precise targeting was impossible, he would simply purge the entire region.
Dodging by a hair’s breadth, Shu Han threw smoke pellets with frantic haste.
Anxiety gnawed at him. At this rate, his remaining stash would soon be exhausted.
Without the smoke to shield him, he truly would become a turtle in a jar!
He gritted his teeth.
Since the old ghost did not care about exhausting his Spiritual Power, there was no room to hold back anymore!
Clutching a handful of Fire God Talismans, he scattered them as if they were worthless paper.
Instantly, the entire forest erupted into a sea of fire.
Daoist Dragon Profound stared at the cascading pillar of fire in utter shock. How does this brat have an endless supply of high-grade talismans? Exactly how many did Old Bai give him? Faced with such reckless bombardment even a Foundation Establishment cultivator was forced to scramble in retreat.
This extravagant display instantly awakened every member of the Dragon Profound Sect.
Standing upon Yandang Mountain, they watched explosions light up the rear mountain until it resembled a purgatory of fire, turning every face pale with terror.
The First Elder and Third Elder exchanged hesitant glances, debating whether to investigate. According to their plan, the Headmaster should be refining the Deficiency-Mending Pills in the rear mountain; why had such a violent battle broken out? This chapter is updated first at NovelPing.
Their pills depended on the outcome, yet the scale of the combat clearly surpassed anything they could handle.
Could another Foundation Establishment expert be fighting the Headmaster?
A streak of golden light slashed across the sky above.
The Second Elder swept toward the rear mountain atop his sword and called out, “No need for you two. I will go see what has happened!”
Seeing him deploy the Four-Pole Heavenly Sword Formation, both elders breathed a collective sigh of relief.
“Then we leave it to the Second Elder!”
Eventually, the explosions of the Fire God Talismans subsided, and the frost smoke cleared.
Daoist Dragon Profound’s two clones merged back into his original body, leaving him scorched from head to toe. He burst out laughing, “Haha! Little brat, run out of tricks, haven’t you? I refuse to believe you have an endless supply of talismans!”
As the smoke fully dissipated, his keen Divine Sense locked onto Shu Han. With a cruel grin, he barked, “Die!”
The Blood Soul Sword spun into a streak of crimson light.
Thud!
Linked to his mind, Daoist Dragon Profound clearly felt the blade pierce straight through Shu Han’s heart. He laughed aloud, striding forward to seize the dying boy for pill refinement.
Upon reaching the tree, however, he discovered the Blood Soul Sword was merely skewering a discarded talisman.
“Not good!”
As he moved to recall his weapon, ten ferocious pythons dropped from the overhead canopy, binding him tightly. His White Dragon Helm was already severely damaged and could not protect his entire body, while his massive expenditure of Spiritual Power left him unable to instantly shatter the serpents’ coils.
“Die, old dog!”
Smeared entirely in fine medicinal powder, Shu Han dropped from the branches above, bringing the Golden Serpent Sword down in a fierce strike-the Chaotian Sword Art’s Shatter the Sun!
Daoist Dragon Profound’s expression twisted in horror.
This brat masked his scent with powder and used a Substitute Talisman to deceive me! I truly underestimated him!
“Three-Revolution Body Protection!”
Three layers of blood-red barriers surged around him.
The Golden Serpent Sword struck the barrier without piercing an inch.
Failing to breach the defense, Shu Han vaulted back into the canopy and vanished from sight.
Daoist Dragon Profound drew a sharp breath, warning himself: I must never underestimate this brat again! His troublesome nature rivals an Early Foundation Establishment cultivator. The Second Elder truly raised a formidable disciple!
Thump! Thump! Thump!
With a surge of potent Spiritual Power, the binding pythons burst apart.