Talismans Manifest Myriad Laws, Proving My Immortality

Chapter 87: Annihilating Foundation Establishment

Chapter 87: Chapter 87: Annihilating Foundation Establishment

Ji Xidong was alarmed. It really was the Old Beggar. Why did he suddenly attack the Extreme Secret Realm?

In an instant, he understood the cause and effect.

Previously, when the Old Beggar was going to take Lu An into the secret realm, he had inquired about how to escape once they were out. Entering could rely on him to attract the defenders' attention, but exiting was not so simple. After all, he didn't know when Lu An would appear, and he couldn't wait there indefinitely without raising suspicion.

Now he realized the Old Beggar's plan: to use himself as bait to create conditions for Lu An's escape.

But was it really worth it?

Master, once your seal is lifted, there won't be much time left.

He was anxious and hesitated about whether to inform his master. If his master found out that he watched the Old Beggar go to his death, he would not let him off lightly.

However, with so many people around, it was impossible for him to send a message.

"Brother Ji, come quickly. Although that person is a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, he seems to be injured. The county lord is restraining him, so he won't cause too much trouble."

"We must hurry to assist the county lord!"

Ji Xidong's mind raced, and he quickly nodded.

"Alright, since I've arrived, I should contribute. Brother Li, lead the way."

The two of them rushed into the teleportation array. With a flash of light, their figures disappeared.

At the entrance of the Extreme Secret Realm, three early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators were conversing.

One of them, an elderly man with white hair, spoke:

"Why would a Nascent Soul cultivator suddenly appear and attack the Extreme Secret Realm? Fortunately, the county lord led him away, or we would have suffered heavy losses, even risking the secret realm."

"We don't need to concern ourselves with such matters. The other families have gone to assist the county lord. We should focus on guarding the secret realm and avoid dereliction of duty."

"Hmph, the more you talk about this, the angrier I get. If our ancestor hadn't led people to Guxian County to attack that San Cai Dao Sect, we would definitely have had a share in this battle against a Nascent Soul."

"You don't know how fortunate you are. Do you think fighting a Nascent Soul is easy? They could easily wipe us out with a wave of their hand. It's safer here guarding the secret realm."

"Indeed. I wonder how the battle with our ancestor is going. A mere San Cai Dao Sect, with a Core Formation cultivator, dares to challenge our family. Truly ignorant of their own limits."

As the other two were about to respond, a spatial fluctuation suddenly occurred at the entrance.

Then, a figure in green robes appeared—Lu An, who had just emerged from seclusion.

The three were stunned, momentarily frozen in place.

No matter how they imagined it, they would never have expected a cultivator to appear at the entrance of the secret realm.

But Lu An was different. He had prepared for battle before exiting.

So he hesitated not at all and charged directly at them.

"Enemy attack!"

As one of them reacted and shouted, Lu An was already beside him, gripping his neck with one hand.

The other two were alarmed and quickly summoned their magic tools to attack him.

But Lu An remained calm. He smiled slightly and drew out a Blood Soul Banner.

In an instant, the room was filled with a chilling wind as countless ghostly souls flew out from the banner, enveloping the two attackers.

Although these were just Qi Refining stage ghosts, their number was considerable, causing the two to flail in panic.

The person being held in the air struggled desperately, but the hand gripping his neck was like an iron clamp, unmoving.

He was terrified. What kind of power was this? Could it be a personal cultivator?

Lu An did not give him much time to think. With a cold smile, he tightened his grip, crushing his throat.

A pitiful early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, who had been chatting with everyone just moments ago, was now separated from his head.

After dealing with this person, Lu An summoned the Soul Devouring Sword, directing it towards the other attacker while he charged towards the elderly man.

"Good timing!"

The old man roared, placing his palms together in front of his chest. A burst of fiery true qi erupted, forming a giant dragon in the air that lunged at Lu An.

Lu An glanced at the attack and sneered.

"Hmph, let's have some fun."

He extended a finger, lightly pointing into the air. An Ice Phoenix suddenly materialized, with its icy claws reaching out to grab the fire dragon.

As soon as they touched, the fire dragon seemed to sense the pressure of a superior being, trembling and nearly dispersing.

Under such circumstances, the Ice Phoenix quickly gained the upper hand, forcing the fire dragon to retreat continuously.

The old man was alarmed. After years of cultivation, he had encountered opponents with stronger true qi but had never experienced this kind of situation.

This was a fundamental oppression—one was a king, and the other was a commoner.

Before he could react, Lu An had already closed in and struck him with a punch.

"Hmph, seeking death, using your physical body to attack me instead of relying on your true qi."

The old man's eyes flashed with a fierce look, seemingly confident in his physical strength, and he actually countered with a punch of his own.

"Boom!"

A scream erupted as the old man's arm exploded completely; clearly, it wasn't a match!

He was terrified, knowing he was no match, and turned to flee.

But unexpectedly, even in terms of speed, he was no match for Lu An.

In an instant, a hand pierced through his back.

His body slowly slid down, convulsed twice, and then lay motionless.

Though it seemed slow, the fall of these two early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators actually happened in the blink of an eye.

The last remaining person was in a panic.

Just a moment ago, he thought he was lucky not to face a Nascent Soul cultivator, but now he encountered this demon.

Ignoring the many soul-drawing talismans in the sky, he transformed into a streak of light and fled into the distance.

"Hmph, thinking of escaping now? Isn't it a bit late?"

Lu An soared into the air and chased after him.

Then, his divine sense burst forth, transforming into a sharp sword, slicing down at the man's head.

"Ah!"

The man felt excruciating pain and instantly fell from the sky.

Lu An did not give him a chance to resist. He extended his five fingers and grabbed at the man's figure.

In an instant, a white true qi enveloped him, gradually contracting towards the center.

The sounds of screams continued incessantly, and within moments, he was reduced to a pool of blood and flesh, scattering from the sky.

Lu An withdrew his true qi, a slight smile on his lips, seemingly quite satisfied.

"It truly is the Extreme Qi. Even with just a trace of it in my true qi, it can have such a destructive effect."

"If I were to convert all my true qi to Extreme Qi, how powerful would it be?"

But the increase in strength wasn't what made him happiest. What he valued most was that he had absorbed all the insights into Extreme Dao from Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment stages, and his understanding of Extreme Dao had reached an astonishing level.

"Perhaps, I can find a way to heal Master's imbalance!"

If his plan succeeded, Master would be freed from the chains and could return to Nascent Soul stage cultivation!

A glint of determination flashed in his eyes as he collected the storage bags from the three Foundation Cultivators and then set off in the designated direction.

However, after flying for some distance, Lu An felt increasingly uneasy.

How could it be that, on this path that should have been heavily guarded, there were no other cultivators above Foundation Establishment besides those three?

He frowned slightly and flew towards a group of Qi Refining stage guards.

Seeing him flying in the air, the soldiers recognized him as a cultivator above Foundation Establishment. Although they had not seen him before, they dared not question his identity.

"Greetings, Senior."

Lu An nodded, landing before them, and asked:

"Do you know where the Foundation Establishment cultivators guarding the realm have gone?"

The soldiers exchanged glances, not daring to conceal the truth.

"Replying to the Senior, they have all gone to assist the county lord in encircling a Nascent Soul cultivator."

"Hmm? There is only one Nascent Soul cultivator in Yongning County. Do you think you can deceive me?"

The soldiers were drenched in cold sweat and hurriedly bowed, pleading for mercy.

"Senior, even if I had a hundred guts, I wouldn't dare to lie!"

"It's indeed a Nascent Soul cultivator, and he appeared out of nowhere, looking like an old beggar."

Lu An's heart sank as he instantly understood why there were no guards in this area.

"Master, why must you do this!"