Three cultivators of such a level attacking Zhao Min at the same time put her in a precarious situation. She did have the strength to defeat a Pseudo-Nascent Soul cultivator, but that was an assessment based on the combat power of most Pseudo-Nascent Soul cultivators. Of course, there were also some powerful cultivators with equally outstanding combat power.
And today, the man in the black cloak that Zhao Min had encountered was one of them. Unlike Li Yan, Zhao Min had fewer tricks and less subtlety in her methods. Most of the time, she had to fight head-on. It was bound to be a bitter battle, not to mention that the other party had two other cultivators of the same realm attacking her in a coordinated effort.
The moment the man in the black cloak made the first move, the thin, dark, and withered old Daoist on this side suddenly extended a finger and pointed swiftly at Li Yan. At the same time, a light shout came from his mouth.
"Don't move. Waiting is the best outcome!"
At this moment, the qi mechanism around Li Yan's body had just erupted. He needed to fight a quick battle. The other side had the numbers, so he couldn't let them all unleash their techniques. But with the old Daoist's light shout, Li Yan suddenly felt waves of drowsiness wash over him. The soaring battle intent that had just risen receded like a tide in an instant.
Li Yan clearly felt that something was wrong with this matter, but a voice in his Sea of Consciousness kept comforting him.
"Fighting with others is just the courage of a common man. Forbearance for a moment, and the wind and waves will be calm!"
"He is the knife and chopping block, and I am the fish and meat…"
"..."
These voices roamed his Sea of Consciousness, constantly amplifying in Li Yan's mind, again and again…
In just an instant, Li Yan felt that everything was boring. He even had the feeling that the world was just so. His eyelids felt heavy, and his body, which was about to move, also stopped in an instant.
Seeing this, Wusitu opposite him was overjoyed. They had made a targeted plan when they had come over. Zhang Ming's senior sister, after the battle with Ting Shan, was basically confirmed to be a body cultivator. Such a person would be besieged and killed by the man in the black cloak leading two others. And this Zhang Ming was likely a poison cultivator, so he could not be allowed to act. The first step was to control him.
Seeing that the old Daoist had really controlled the other party in an instant, Wusitu and the others were all elated. The beginning was so smooth.
Just as various negative emotions were intertwined in Li Yan's Sea of Consciousness, Wusitu had already flicked his fingers repeatedly, and one after another, black qi clusters the size of a fingernail shot towards Li Yan's body.
At this time, there was a fierce struggle between heaven and man in Li Yan's heart. One after another, voices echoed in his Sea of Consciousness, shaking the heavens and the earth. The thought of giving up resistance was getting stronger and stronger. But in the depths of his heart, the sense of crisis that had been formed over a long time made him instinctively feel that this was not right, that there would be a big problem.
"No, I have to act, I have to act…"
"Isn't the purpose of cultivation to be without any attachments, to end it all, for everything to be without any attachments…"
"They want to kill me, I have to dodge…"
"Death is just a light breeze passing by. From then on, there will be no more worries, free and at ease…"
Outside, the black qi clusters that Wusitu had shot out instantly hit Li Yan's body. As Li Yan's body was hit by the black qi clusters, it trembled violently. The black qi clusters instantly spread over his body, turning into streaks of black smoke that emitted a stench of corpses, seeping into his body through his mouth, nose, and pores.
Li Yan, who had still been somewhat clear-headed, immediately felt his body become bone-chillingly cold. The little bit of clarity he had was instantly submerged by the cold…
Li Yan's life force was rapidly draining away. The surface of his skin was shriveling at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a lake being rapidly evaporated. And Li Yan still stood there motionless, as if he didn't know about it at all, like a corpse being rapidly air-dried.
And all of this had happened in no more than three breaths of time!
"Junior Brother, Junior Brother…"
Zhao Min's anxious voice entered Li Yan's mind, but Li Yan still had no reaction to it at all.
Not far away, amidst a sky-shaking explosion, Zhao Min was trying to rush over. Then, a mournful and extreme scream echoed through the sky.
Just now, with a cold shout from the man in the black cloak, the three who had surrounded her immediately launched a coordinated attack with the force of a thunderbolt. Zhao Min immediately sensed the power of the three's attack. The attack of the man in the black cloak was the sharpest. These people should have often fought and killed others. Their moves were all fatal.
Zhao Min felt that if she were to face the man in the black cloak alone, she would have to pay some price to win. She hadn't expected to meet a formidable enemy today. It could be seen that there were endless experts in the cultivation world. It wasn't that if you had experience and good cultivation methods, others wouldn't have their own immortal fortunes. If you could fight above your realm, others could too.
Of course, if she wanted to leave with all her heart at this time, these three should not be able to stop her.
The man in the black cloak had the highest cultivation and was the fastest to act. A chain emitting purple fire in his hand circled and was already above Zhao Min's head, its attack arriving first. Facing the encirclement, Zhao Min did not intend to fight the man in the black cloak head-on. This person's strength was comparable to hers. If she was entangled by him, the other two would take the opportunity to block all the escape routes.
So she ducked her body, and with a blur of an afterimage, she had already escaped from under the purple fire chain, her figure sliding out for more than forty zhang. And against the five of them, Zhao Min naturally wanted to find an opportunity to join forces with Li Yan. But just after her Divine Sense swept over Li Yan's side, her face suddenly changed drastically. She saw that after the old Daoist had pointed his finger, he was chanting, and Li Yan's flying body had suddenly stopped moving. Then, Wusitu's attack had hit Li Yan's body without any obstruction, and Li Yan's physical body had actually rapidly withered.
Anxious, Zhao Min continuously transmitted her voice, but Li Yan had no reaction at all.
Anxious, Zhao Min could not afford to get entangled with the other party any longer. Ink-black demon flowers simultaneously appeared on her snow-white neck and arms. As the branches and leaves swayed, her foot stomped hard on the void.
"Thump!"
A huge force came from her leg. Zhao Min's figure became even faster, pulling a long afterimage as she rushed towards Li Yan's side.
"Hehehe, he's dead for sure. You'll end here too!"
In the direction of Li Yan was the hunchbacked man. With a strange laugh, he took out a boot carved with red patterns and threw it into the air. This person's magical treasure was truly bizarre.
At the same time, An Die behind Zhao Min also let out a bewitching laugh, and drove a three-zhang-long demonic beast that looked like a five-colored, spotted, thousand-legged centipede to attack. The five-colored, spotted centipede's eyes glinted fiercely. It swung a pair of giant pincers like a crab's, and with a flick of its tail, it was already behind Zhao Min.
As the hunchbacked man threw out the red long boot to smash down, a furry long leg suddenly materialized from above the boot's shaft. The foot of the long leg had only three toes, and it inserted itself into the long boot. As the thick muscles on the long leg bulged, the patterns on the red long boot emitted a dazzling red light, and its power instantly multiplied. With a heavy, muffled sound of "whoosh," it stomped fiercely towards Zhao Min's head.
At the same time, the hunchbacked man himself also turned around, his back to Zhao Min, and turned into a wall of flesh, ramming fiercely towards her. A thick turtle shell quickly formed on the hunchbacked man's hunched back. The brown keratin layer on the turtle shell was like a ten-thousand-year-old rock formation, forming circles of spiral patterns. It was clear at a glance that it was an indestructible treasure.
The hunchbacked man was an elite disciple of the top-tier sect on the Verdant Continent, the "Savage Turtle Sect." He was also an extremely powerful body cultivator. The cultivation method he practiced was called the "Root-Coiling Turtle Shell Art." This cultivation method was truly famous on the Verdant Continent. It was a high-level technique that body cultivators dreamed of obtaining.
That red-patterned long boot was an item left behind by a fallen ancestor of the "Savage Turtle Sect." A trace of that ancestor's intent was left on it. Although this trace of intent was pitifully small, when driven, it could also erupt with a terrifying attack that was no less than that of a Pseudo-Nascent Soul cultivator. This was fatal to any cultivator below the Nascent Soul Realm.
When Zhao Min had dodged the man in the black cloak and rushed towards the hunchbacked man without stopping, the hunchbacked man had sneered in his heart. He had heard that even Ting Shan was no match for this female cultivator. But in his opinion, Ting Shan was just a pseudo-body cultivator. He had not truly practiced a body refining technique.
'Then let me show you what a real body cultivator is!'
The hunchbacked man wanted to kill this female cultivator in one blow. Even if he couldn't get all of her belongings, she would have been killed by him. At that time, he would naturally have the right to choose her treasures first, and others wouldn't say anything. He had heard from Wusitu that these two might be disciples of some great sect, so their treasures must be precious.
And he had another reason to kill her, which was to devour her essence blood and Golden Core. This could be done during the killing and would not be counted among the other treasures. The Savage Turtle clan was a demon clan to begin with, and they were extremely skilled at swallowing and refining essence blood and others' Golden Cores and demonic cores.
'Has she refined the wood spirit essence in the Wood Essence Pool?'
The sharp glint in the hunchbacked man's eyes grew even stronger.
Facing the pincer attack from front and back, Zhao Min's forward momentum did not change. The red-patterned long boot, carrying a terrifying force, was already above her head. Without looking up, the flying Zhao Min suddenly slapped a palm upwards. Immediately, a virtual palm about ten zhang in size crashed into the sole of the long boot above her head.
Suddenly, circles of ripples spread out from above Zhao Min's head. Then, "boom boom boom" sounds were constantly heard, shaking the surrounding space so much that streaks of patterns appeared. Upon colliding with the red-patterned long boot, Zhao Min's flying body sank.
'These few cultivators are all extremely strong. This person's late-stage strength actually unleashed an attack with the power of the Pseudo-Nascent Soul Realm.'
Zhao Min's heart trembled. She had already felt that these cultivators were not easy to deal with. But the ink-black demon flower on the back of her neck shook violently again. Her body sank slightly, but her speed did not decrease but increased instead, and she continued to rush forward.
At this time, the hunchbacked man, with his back arched, had also crashed in front of Zhao Min. At the same time, the hunchbacked man had also noticed that his previous attack had been blocked by the other party with a seemingly effortless palm strike. He was also shocked in his heart!
The other party was a body cultivator. It might be possible for her to take a hit from the Pseudo-Nascent Soul Realm, but she should have had to use all her strength to do so. At the very least, she should have been forced to stay in place under the stomp, unable to move, and focus all her energy on dealing with the immense force from above. Then, his own impact would follow like a shadow. While resisting the force from above, the other party would no longer be able to cope with the fatal blow from his own body.
But the other party, just by raising a slender hand, had only paused for a moment before flying towards him again. This was greatly beyond his expectations. But at this time, it was too late for any other reaction. The two sides instantly collided.
Before colliding with the other party, Zhao Min had already clenched her other free hand into a fist, the middle knuckle of her middle finger suddenly protruding. The middle finger was tightly bent inwards, protruding into a sharp point, and the other four fingers were bent and tightly clenched. This was the stance of the "Bone-Penetrating Fist," which was extremely lethal and very sinister. Then, she slammed her fist fiercely into the brown turtle shell, which was covered with spiral-like patterns, that had crashed before her.
With a "thump," the hunchbacked man felt an irresistible, terrifying force like a flood of ferocious beasts pierce directly into his lumbar spine from his back. The next moment, the shell that the hunchbacked man had painstakingly cultivated for several hundred years let out a crisp "crack," and then one after another, long, turtle-shell-like cracks appeared on the shell. The hunchbacked man's unstoppable ramming momentum was firmly nailed in the air by Zhao Min's punch. In the series of lightning-fast afterimages of the two sides just now, there was a momentary freeze-frame!