vstars Chapter 157 The middle stage of golden elixir
Chapter 157 The middle stage of golden elixir
At this moment, Zhao Yun stood like a war god within the vortex.
He roared, "Who dares to enter the fray and fight me!"
However, the rune chains did not stop because of Zhao Yun's momentum. As if they were alive, they twisted and turned flexibly in the vortex and wrapped around Zhao Yun again.
The runes on the chains shimmered with an eerie light, and wherever the light shone, the space seemed to become viscous.
Zhao Yun was enveloped in the enormous chain cage, and the silver light was gradually suppressed.
The runes on the chains shimmered with a cold light, like countless eyes staring at Zhao Yun, emanating a strange power that devoured his internal energy.
Zhao Yun tried to break through with his spear, but every movement was met with strong resistance. The chains coiled around him like serpents, tightening their grip.
He felt as if he were stuck in a quagmire, and the flow of his inner energy became sluggish.
Seeing Zhao Yun trapped, Park Hui sneered and waved his hand.
"Go! Don't give him a chance to catch his breath."
Meanwhile, the Golden Core cultivators, upon receiving the order, unleashed their magical treasures to attack Zhao Yun. In an instant, the magical treasures shone brightly, hurtling towards Zhao Yun.
Although Zhao Yun was trapped, his eyes remained firm.
He gritted his teeth, disregarding the immense pressure he was under, and wielded his spear with all his might, trying to withstand the rain of attacks.
With each swing of the spear, dazzling sparks flew as it collided with the magical weapon. But with each collision, Zhao Yun's restraints tightened, the chains digging deep into his armor, leaving bloody marks.
"Hmph, Zhao Yun, you will die today!" Park Hui shouted, and his spirit sword flew out, turning into a streak of light, straight towards Zhao Yun's throat.
Zhao Yun sensed a deadly threat. He roared and mustered all his strength to concentrate his true energy at the tip of his spear, aiming it at the spirit sword.
The spear and sword clashed with a deafening roar. Because his internal energy was restricted, Zhao Yun was immediately shaken so badly that his tiger's mouth bled, and his silver spear almost slipped from his hand.
Park Hwi's spirit sword also left a shocking bloody hole in Zhao Yun's chest.
At this moment, attacks from other cultivators struck again, inflicting new wounds on Zhao Yun. Blood flowed from the wounds, staining his armor crimson.
But his eyes were sharp, and he had only one belief in his heart: he must not let these people bypass him and enter the cave to disturb the Prime Minister.
He braced himself with his spear, his feet firmly planted on the ground, like an insurmountable mountain...
At this moment, inside the cave, Zhuge Liang sat cross-legged on a stone platform, and the surrounding spiritual energy gathered towards him as if it were a tangible substance, forming a dazzling vortex of spiritual power.
He frowned slightly, fully focused on the crucial moment of the breakthrough.
Every influx of spiritual energy felt like it was tempering his meridians and dantian, bringing immense pain, but his will remained as firm as a rock.
Outside the cave, Park Hui and the others intensified their attacks, leaving deep wounds on Zhao Yun's body with their magical weapons, and the blood stained the ground beneath his feet.
However, Zhao Yun continued to fight desperately, his gaze frequently drifting towards the cave, the direction he guarded. As long as he had a breath left, he would not let these people disturb the Prime Minister's breakthrough.
Suddenly, the spiritual energy fluctuations inside the cave became violent, and deep starlight appeared around Zhuge Kongming's body.
Park Hui noticed the changes inside the cave and sneered inwardly, never expecting that Zhuge Liang would break through at this critical juncture.
Although Zhuge Liang ranked ninety-eighth on the Golden Elixir Peak List of the Tang Dynasty, he was not afraid at all.
After all, he was a renowned Golden Core expert who had been among the top fifty on the Great Tang Dynasty's Golden Core Ranking hundreds of years ago.
Even with the three states declared independence, he still holds a place on the Great Tang's alchemy rankings, and now, with his late-stage Golden Core cultivation, how could he possibly take a mere junior like Kongming seriously?
Once Zhao Yun is dealt with, we can take him down in one fell swoop while Kongming's breakthrough is still unstable. This achievement would be considerable.
Thinking of this, Park Hui increased the intensity of the magic array, and his magic power pressed down on Zhao Yun like a surging wave.
Zhao Yun was severely injured in several places, and blood blurred his vision, but he still gripped his spear tightly. His inner strength erupted in the face of adversity, and he even managed to break through some of the rune chains.
The chains bounced back and struck several Foundation Establishment disciples who were nearby, causing them to scream in agony.
"Hmph, a death throes." Park Hui activated the formation, and the black chains once again pounced on Zhao Yun like a raging python.
Just then, the starlight inside the cave shone brightly, and a powerful force surged out, shattering the stone door in response.
A figure, seemingly a banished immortal, emerged from within—it was none other than Zhuge Liang.
He radiated a dazzling starlight, as if a star had descended to earth.
When he saw Zhao Yun, covered in blood and on the verge of death, his heart ached terribly, as if a thousand sharp blades were twisting inside him.
Zhuge Liang's eyes were bloodshot, and the anger in his heart surged like a volcanic eruption.
"Damn it!"
Kongming's eyes flashed like lightning. With a light wave of his feather fan, a gentle force enveloped Zhao Yun, and the attacking magical weapons and chains were deflected as if they had hit an impenetrable wall.
After Zhao Yun was captured, he once again waved his feather fan and swept it towards the formation.
That seemingly gentle force possessed an overwhelming momentum. When it collided with the power of the magic array, it produced a deafening roar, causing the entire valley to tremble.
The magic array flickered, becoming somewhat unstable.
"Impossible! How could a cultivator who has just broken through to the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm be so strong?"
Park Hui stared at Kong Ming in disbelief.
In his mind, he could crush Zhuge Liang at any moment.
Kongming ignored Park Hui's astonishment; his eyes were only on Zhao Yun's injuries.
Seeing Zhao Yun covered in blood and wounds, he was filled with guilt and anger.
"Zilong, you've suffered. I'll handle things from now on!" Kongming said softly, his voice filled with endless tenderness.
Then, he slowly turned around to face Park Hwi and the others, his eyes burning with a fury that seemed capable of incinerating everything.
"You will all pay the price for what you did today!" Kongming's voice was icy cold, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth.
He gripped the feather fan tightly in his hand, the light swirling on the fan as if echoing its master's anger.
"Hmph! Zhuge Kongming, you really surprise me! But do you think you can escape from me just because you've broken through to the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm?"
Park Hui was, after all, a renowned Golden Core cultivator. His eyes flashed with a cold light. Although he was somewhat surprised by the power that Kong Ming had just unleashed, that was all.
He quickly assessed the situation, his hands secretly clenching into a magic seal, preparing to unleash a more powerful spell. He firmly believed that his years of accumulated combat experience and profound cultivation would surely overwhelm Kong Ming, this junior who had just broken through. He absolutely could not let his prey escape like this, otherwise he would become a laughing stock in the cultivation world.
"escape?"
Kongming wore a mocking expression, looking at Park Hui as if he were looking at a clown who overestimated his abilities...