Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

The old Daoist's whereabouts were extremely strange, and his speed was extremely fast. Logically speaking, he shouldn't be able to react in time. But now... As long as the old Daoist moved, he would immediately be alerted. His opponent's movements would clearly appear in his mind.    

"This is the effect of the Divine Sense, making a big fuss out of nothing."    

The Black Panther lazily opened its mouth and explained his doubts, "With that fellow's realm, he has yet to come into contact with the Divine Sense. You've cultivated the Three Yuan Calming Art, and the Divine Sense has been born a long time ago. Its reaction speed towards changes in battle is several times faster than his. If he doesn't use any divine abilities, he won't be able to touch you for the rest of his life. "    

"It actually has such an effect?"    

Yang Xuan was overjoyed. Initially, he thought that the Divine Sense could only detect places that couldn't be seen, but he didn't expect it to be able to increase his reaction speed.    

In his mind, the movements of the old Daoist seemed to have been slowed down several times. It was very strange.    

"I really have never seen the market before." Sensing Yang Xuan's inner thoughts, the Black Panther sneered. "After reaching a higher realm, you can kill enemies with just the Divine Sense. Its uses are far beyond your imagination."    

Yang Xuan's heart trembled. Just as he was about to ask something else, the old Daoist attacked again.    

The old and worn whisk in his hand lit up with a black light, but it was covered by the night, making it difficult to see clearly.    

The old Taoist priest let out two strange cries. His protruding eyeballs looked like they would fall out at any moment. He waved the horsetail whisk in his hand and immediately attacked Yang Xuan.    

Before the horsetail whisk arrived, a gust of cold wind arrived on Yang Xuan's face. A cold and horrifying feeling welled up in his heart, and he couldn't help but shiver.    

"This thing is really strange."    

Yang Xuan sighed in his heart. He quickly waved his hand to signal the silver shield.    

The silver shield moved horizontally in the air, and the huge shield instantly blocked in front of Yang Xuan.    

"Boom!"    

A loud sound was heard, and a palm-sized dent suddenly appeared on the surface of the thick shield. It was as if the entire silver shield was going to be pierced through.    

Yang Xuan was shocked in his heart. Before he could react, another two loud sounds were heard, and two big holes appeared on the surface of the shield.    

"What a powerful strength!" He gritted his teeth and retreated in Zhang Zhengli's direction.    

"Fellow Daoist Yang, get out of the way!"    

At this moment, a loud shout came from behind him.    

Yang Xuan was shocked. When he felt the huge fluctuation of the Spiritual Force behind him, he quickly moved sideways and dodged to the side.    

A majestic golden light suddenly rushed out from his body, along with a furious roar.    

Within the golden light, the tip of the sword was faintly visible, and there was even a hint of red on the tip of the sword.    

The old Taoist's pupils were imprinted with golden light, and there were traces of fear in them. However, it was already too late to dodge at this moment.    

The golden light directly enveloped the old Taoist priest's head, and a destructive light bloomed in this dark night. Following that, a huge Spiritual Force shockwave suddenly erupted. It pressed down on the trees below, causing leaves to fill the sky.    

Yang Xuan's figure kept retreating. He raised his hand and blocked the piercing golden light, revealing a shocked expression.    

Zhang Zhengli was floating beside him, breathing heavily. It was obvious that the attack just now had consumed a lot of his energy.    

"Fellow Daoist Yang."    

He glanced at the area in front of him, which was filled with golden light, and said in a deep voice, "This man was originally a disciple of Myriad Spirit Sect, but later on, his cultivation went berserk. You have lost your mind, but your strength is incomparably strong. You should leave now. I can help you stall him for a while. "    

"There's no need for that."    

Yang Xuan shook his head and said, "The other Fellow Daoist has escaped. We just need to hold on for a while, and your sect will have people coming to support us."    

"Sigh..."    

Zhang Zhengli let out a long sigh and said with a bitter smile, "Fellow Daoist, the elders of our sect are still some distance away from here. If we want to rush here, it will take at least two hours. By that time, I'm afraid the two of us will have already died."    

"Two hours?"    

Yang Xuan furrowed his brows. He originally thought that the teachers of these people were nearby, but now, if they needed two hours to get here, he was afraid that they would really be in danger.    

With the old Daoist's level of cultivation, they wouldn't even be able to last an hour.    

Just as he was feeling worried, the thick golden light suddenly spread out, revealing a huge mass of black fog.    

The black fog covered an extremely large area, spanning dozens of meters. The black fog tumbled about continuously, like a pot of boiling hot water that surged out from the inside.    

Within the black fog, there were many ghastly white bone claws appearing from time to time, accompanied by waves of cries and howls that made one's scalp tingle.    

"That's the true form of the inner demon. Fellow Daoist Yang, be careful."    

"The inner demon?"    

Yang Xuan looked at the black fog with a serious expression. His mind was working quickly, trying to think of a countermeasure.    

Cries of laughter came from the black fog. Then, the old Taoist priest's face appeared. His protruding eyes had been dyed black, and there was black smoke coming out of his eye sockets.    

"Hehe, you two are not bad. How dare you force me to this extent?"    

Yang Xuan frowned and didn't say anything. He quietly moved the silver shield in front of him, and at the same time, he secretly inserted a few Spiritual Force into the wooden sword.    

Zhang Zhengli also formed a seal with both hands. The golden long sword buzzed endlessly as it floated in the air. The Spiritual Force on it kept swallowing and spitting.    

"Hehe, little thing."    

The old Daoist once again let out a sinister laugh. He rushed over with a majestic black fog, and countless white bones and claws kept rolling within it.    

Yang Xuan gritted his teeth and rushed forward to meet the old Daoist's attack.    

He completely released the Divine Sense and caught the movement of those white bone claws. Then, with a thought, the silver shield automatically flew out, perfectly blocking one of his flaws. At the same time, the crimson wooden sword in his hand emitted a red light and pierced into the black fog in the blink of an eye.    

"Puff!"    

With a soft sound, the wooden sword passed through the black fog and appeared behind him.    

"It's empty!"    

Yang Xuan was shocked. He quickly made a hand gesture and controlled the wooden sword to spin in the air before flying back.    

On the wooden sword, a loud and clear cry was heard along with waves of heat.    

The old Taoist did not care at all. He did not even look at it. He kept staring at Zhang Zhengli. In the black fog, two huge hands suddenly stretched out.    

It looked like a finger bone. Its entire body was condensed from the black fog. There was a faintly visible human face on the palm of the hand, and it had a painful expression on its face.    

Zhang Zhengli looked at the black fog with a serious expression. He gritted his teeth and touched his waist with one hand. A small and exquisite pagoda appeared in his palm.    

As soon as the pagoda appeared, a thick and heavy aura spread out. The black fog seemed to have weakened by two percent.    

"Fellow Daoist Yang, help me buy some time."    

He roared loudly. Immediately, he bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a few drops of blood from his mouth. It landed on the tower.    

The tower looked like it was made of crystal. The base of the tower was the size of a palm and there were five floors in total. Each floor was carved with different patterns.