Chapter 156 Tracking
Chapter 156 Tracking
Sure enough, at dusk, a hawk darted out of Li Guangling's camp and flew straight into the mountains to the east, its route very secretive.
An Lushan shouted in a low voice, "That's it!"
Park Hui reacted quickly, and with a wave of his hand, a flying spirit beast took off into the air.
"Leave one Golden Core cultivator to protect the young master; the rest of you, give chase!"
Seeing this, the other Golden Core cultivators also released their flying spirit beasts, leading dozens of disciples to chase after the messenger hawk.
An Lushan, under the protection of the disciples of the Biyou Sect, quickly withdrew from the valley.
Like a black lightning bolt, the hawk darted swiftly between the mountains.
Several flying spirit beasts pursued relentlessly from all directions, creating strong winds that rustled the leaves.
Park Hui's eyes were sharp as he stared intently at the faintly visible hawk in front of him.
They flew over mountains and steep cliffs. Suddenly, the hawk made a sharp turn and swooped down into a misty valley.
Seeing this, Park Hui shouted in a low voice, "Don't lose them!"
After all, hawks are incredibly fast and small in size. If one of them manages to escape into the mountains and forests, it will not be easy to find it again.
The group quickened their pace, as a thick fog filled the valley, constantly obstructing their vision.
However, thanks to their ability to pinpoint the hawk's scent, Park Hwi and the others did not lose their way.
Finally, the hawk stopped in front of a hidden cave deep in the valley.
The cave is surrounded by jagged rocks and dense vines, making it virtually impossible to spot without careful observation.
Park Hui and the others chased to the cave entrance, and just as they were about to take action, a powerful surge of internal energy suddenly forced them back.
Immediately afterwards, a flash of silver light appeared.
The silver light, like an arrow piercing through the fog, reached the cave entrance in the blink of an eye.
As the light faded, a tall, imposing, and heroic mortal general appeared.
He was clad in silver armor, and the long spear in his hand gleamed with a cold light, like a silver dragon appearing in the world.
Zhao Yun's eyes were sharp as lightning, and his internal energy surged throughout his body, displaying the powerful aura of the third realm of martial arts.
"Who goes there? How dare you trespass and disturb my Prime Minister's peaceful cultivation!" Zhao Yun's voice boomed like a bell, causing the surrounding air to tremble slightly.
His powerful aura made Park Hui and the others shudder. Although they were Golden Core cultivators, they dared not underestimate Zhao Yun in the slightest.
"The Third Realm of Martial Arts!"
Park Hui frowned slightly, a hint of seriousness flashing in his eyes. After all, there are very few people who can cultivate martial arts to the third realm, and their combat power is astonishing. Basically, if they are equal cultivators, they will only be crushed.
"No wonder Zhuge Liang is so arrogant, so he has something to rely on. But you alone can't stop us in the slightest!"
After Park Hui finished speaking, he gestured for one of the Golden Core cultivators to step forward and test Zhao Yun.
Upon receiving the order, the Golden Core cultivator, wielding his magic weapon, flew forward.
He muttered incantations, waved his magic weapon, and several bolts of lightning struck down from the sky, hurtling towards Zhao Yun.
Zhao Yun, however, showed no fear. He stomped his feet on the ground and leaped high into the air like an eagle swooping down on its prey.
He brandished his silver spear, creating a silver light screen. The lightning bolts that touched the light screen were all deflected, blasting large craters into the surrounding rocks.
Taking advantage of the momentum, Zhao Yun charged towards the Golden Core cultivator, his spear like a dragon, aiming straight for the opponent's throat.
The Golden Core cultivator was shocked and quickly dodged to the side, while simultaneously casting a spell to create a magical shield in front of him.
Zhao Yun thrust his spear forward with a loud bang, the powerful impact forcing the Golden Core cultivator to retreat repeatedly.
Zhao Yun gave his opponent no chance to breathe, and with a swift turn, swept his spear horizontally.
This sweep, though seemingly simple, actually contained boundless internal energy. Wherever the spear passed, the air was torn apart, emitting a sharp whistling sound.
The Golden Core cultivator hurriedly reinforced his shield, but it was still shattered by the force of the sweep. He coughed up blood and was sent flying backward in a sorry state.
The disciples of Biyou Sect were all shocked. They all knew how powerful the third realm of martial arts was, but they never expected that Zhao Yun would defeat a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator so easily.
Thus, led by several Golden Core elders, they all made their moves, and various spells rained down on Zhao Yun, including giant birds formed of flames and sword formations made of ice shards.
Zhao Yun wielded his spear like a silver flower blooming at its tip, moving freely amidst the barrage of magical attacks.
Every time he swung his spear, an attack was neutralized, and at the same time, his internal energy spread outwards like a surging tide. Those disciples who got close were either killed or injured by the impact of this energy.
Seeing this, Park Hui's face grew even more gloomy. He knew that if he did not deal with Zhao Yun as soon as possible, all the disciples he had brought would probably be killed.
He shouted, "Form ranks!"
The other Golden Core cultivators responded quickly, taking their positions around Park Hui, their magical treasures shining brightly.
Seeing that the Grand Elder had finally made his move, the Foundation Establishment disciples quickly merged into the formation.
In an instant, spiritual energy intertwined and crisscrossed, forming a massive killing formation.
"Zhao Yun, although you are invincible in martial arts, you are ultimately just a mortal. I want to see how you can escape the annihilation of my Azure Immortal Formation!"
The magic array flickered with light, and streams of magical power, like ropes, coiled around Zhao Yun.
Zhao Yun snorted coldly, firmly planted his feet in a horse stance, poured his true energy into his spear, and then suddenly spun the spear.
The spear transformed into a silver tornado, and the ropes of spiritual energy that had been coiling around it were shredded into specks of light upon contact with it.
snort!
Park Hui snorted coldly, formed hand seals, and began chanting obscure incantations.
As he moved, a powerful suction force rose from the magic circle, drawing in the surrounding mist and forming a huge vortex of clouds and mist.
The murderous aura within the vortex flickered and enveloped Zhao Yun, sending chills down one's spine.
Zhao Yun's eyes sharpened, and he leaped forward, rushing towards the whirlpool.
"court death!"
With a single incantation, Park Hui unleashed a killing intent within the vortex, instantly transforming it into countless sharp wind blades that lashed out at Zhao Yun.
These wind blades contain powerful spiritual energy; each one is enough to cleave through rocks, emitting a chilling whistling sound as they rub against each other.
However, Zhao Yun's momentum remained undiminished, and the silver light around the spear became even more dazzling, like a blazing sun.
Yun's spear moved like a dragon emerging from the sea. He weaved and shifted amidst the wind blades, each swing bringing with it a dazzling silver light and several tragic screams.
Park Hui's expression hardened, and he gave the other Golden Core cultivators a wink.
The Golden Core cultivators understood immediately, shouted in unison, and changed their hand seals continuously.
In an instant, several black chains formed from spiritual energy appeared in the vortex of clouds. Runes flickered on the chains, which emitted an eerie aura, and they meandered toward Zhao Yun.
Zhao Yun's eyes sharpened, and he stomped his feet on the ground. Powerful internal energy spread outwards from him, temporarily repelling the approaching wind blades and black chains...
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