Daoist Competition-Chapter 1100 - 290: Ten Thousand Spirits Yin Void Tribulation Water
A thousand miles outside of Chengyuan Gorge, Luo Canghai was riding a ten-zhang long White Python towards the gorge, with Wu Huanchen and Lady Qi riding Gang Wind and following behind.
The three suddenly heard continuous rumbling sounds, and couldn’t help but slow their advance slightly.
Wu Huanchen listened closely and asked in surprise, "Has some mountain collapsed? What’s causing such a commotion?"
Because all sects in East Splendor swordfight within Chengyuan Gorge, they set up Prohibition and Illusion Arrays to avoid causing a sensation, making it invisible from the outside.
However, Zhang Yan’s move this time, perhaps due to his vast and majestic Mana, disrupted the Qi Mechanism of the area, causing the Illusion Array to break for a moment.
In that brief gap, it was enough for the three to see the situation inside clearly.
Wu Huanchen’s mouth hung open in disbelief as he saw an entirely yellowish Great Hand in the sky slowly withdrawing. "Xuanhuang Dragon Capturing Hand?"
He was an East Sea Cultivator and knew that this Daoist Skill was a true transmission of the Qingyu Sect, only learned by the four disciples under True Master Tao. It suddenly appeared here, and after thinking it over, only Zhang Yan could have done this.
Cold sweat suddenly emerged on his back. He knew Zhang Yan’s Divine Skills were astonishing, but transforming the Xuanhuang Great Hand into something as large as a mountain, with the power seemingly able to destroy mountains and topple ridges, required such thick Mana. Even a Nascent Soul Second-Realm Cultivator might not compare.
To compete for the token talisman with such a fierce person made him shiver just thinking about it.
Wu Huanchen immediately developed some retreating thoughts. Fearing his earlier expression had been noticed by Luo Canghai, he discreetly glanced over, seeing him also momentarily stunned and unnoticing himself, he let out a sigh of relief and began calculating again in his mind.
Lady Qi was also astonished by the Xuanhuang Great Hand, but at that moment, there were plenty of individuals in the gorge with profound Power and Daoist Cultivation. It could have been any elder protecting their sect’s disciple, so she didn’t think much of it.
Luo Canghai knew of Zhang Yan’s past achievements, but the Xuanhuang Great Hand was not considered his trump card. It was often used for restraint and wasn’t particularly valued by people.
On the day they fought, Zhang Yan didn’t use this Daoist Skill, so he didn’t associate it with him.
Moreover, under his senior brother Lv Junyang’s guidance, he had already mastered the Four Symbols Profound Shuttle, and he wasn’t afraid of anyone of his generation, so he didn’t take this to heart. After the initial shock, he stabilized his Heart Realm.
He stepped, pressing down hard on the White Python’s back, and said, "You lazy beast, why are you dawdling here? Get moving!"
The White Python cried out in pain, churned up waves, and swam away.
Wu Huanchen and Lady Qi exchanged a glance, both saying nothing, then used their Escape Skills to follow.
Within Chengyuan Gorge, the yellow mist was slowly retreating, and once it fully withdrew, people saw a clear sky overhead again.
It was now the first quarter of Chen Hour. The thin mist had just dispersed, the rivers clear and flowing, with the morning sun hanging in the sky, countless golden clouds breaking through the gloom, casting their light upon the gorge. The East Splendor Sects’ cultivators felt as if they had a surreal experience.
Subsequently, many woke from their stupor, their faces turned pale; they shouted and called, retreating like a tide from the deep mountains on both sides.
It turned out that Zhang Yan’s palm move frightened many, and if that strike had landed incorrectly, within the hand’s cover, no one could have escaped, facing certain obliteration.
Zhang Yan wielding Mana thus was a first for him. Earlier, Nie Gui and Tong Yingyuan had demonstrated impressive Divine Passage Skills as well. However, in this bare matchup of pure Mana, they paled in comparison,
The wisps of yellow smoke slowly retracted, falling into the Gang Cloud above. That piece also fell before Zhang Yan, who merely lifted his hand slightly to take the token talisman.
His eyes flashed slightly; he had deliberately summoned the token talisman back slowly, yet no one came forward to contest him.
This confirmed that the Demon Sect disciples didn’t want to confront him directly now.
He glanced at the token talisman, putting it into his Sleeve Bag.
He pondered briefly; this was the second token talisman he had taken. At present, the Yao Yin Sect’s token talisman had not yet descended. If he could obtain it, he would have three in hand, which would surely attract many covetous eyes.
Before proceeding to Extreme Sky, he asked himself if he wasn’t inclined to entangle with people and didn’t want all his means exposed. So if changes occurred, he would have to use overwhelming tactics to eliminate all spies swiftly for deterrence. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚
Zhou Huang furrowed his brows tightly at this moment and said, "If this person stays, he will certainly pose a threat to our Zhou Clan and must be eliminated by any means."
