"Layer upon Layer"

  Only to see the white fire rain in the sky suddenly gathered, converged into a white rain column, the column shook, raised waves of rain, one wave rushed over another. Just like there is a white twisting giant snake in the sky, constantly whipping that red umbrella with its body. The power is constantly accumulating, constantly strengthening!

  If it was said that just now was a gentle rain, with a few leisurely words, then now is a stormy rain, with a sudden surge in momentum, increasing by countless times.

  "Sleeve Umbrella" was a disposable magic treasure that hadn't undergone long-term refinement, and at this moment it couldn't withstand the attack, shattering into pieces. "Mahavairocana Wheel" wasn't a defensive magic treasure to begin with, and it was even more fragile, being directly smashed into a sieve, losing all its radiance. "Heavenly Net" was also cut into tattered fragments by countless sword edges.

  The power of the law treasure involves quite complex issues, in addition to the quality level, it is also related to the length of time the practitioner cultivates. Generally speaking, the longer the cultivation time, the more spiritual the law treasure is, the easier it is to control, and the greater the power exerted. The need for "tempering" the law treasure is based on this principle. In addition, some practitioners who are proficient in talisman arrays will re-refine the array method inside the law treasure as their cultivation level improves.

  Just like the Water-Drop Sword in Zuo Mo's hand, if it fell into Xin Rong Shishu's hands and was re-forged, it could easily be upgraded to fourth or fifth grade. However, with Zuo Mo's pitifully weak cultivation, even if the Water-Drop Sword were to reach fourth grade, he wouldn't have the ability to wield it.

  Fa Bao is not necessarily better with higher levels, but rather depends on whether it's suitable or not. Like the 4th-grade "Emperor Yang Sword" in Lin Yuan's hand, a cultivator in the foundation-building period can already use it, that's a rare treasure.

  The benefits of disposable magic treasures are that they can be used without refinement, but their power is far inferior to those that have undergone long-term "tempering" of the same rank.

  A person's energy is limited, and the more magical artifacts they possess, the less time each artifact can be cultivated. Therefore, a true master will not have an endless array of magical artifacts; instead, they will focus on cultivating a select few, which they rely on in most battles. In a contest between masters, if one cannot respond instantly, it is easy to give others an opportunity.

  The law of mutual generation and restraint is complex, making it difficult to predict the outcome of battles. Having a few extra disposable treasures that don't require sacrifice can provide more options. The same applies to paper charms.

  But it's rare to see someone like Wang Shixiong who can bring out the ultimate potential of a one-time-use talisman. After all, in the eyes of a true master, a one-time-use treasure can only be used as an emergency measure, and its power is actually quite weak. However, in the competition among low-level cultivators, this kind of consumable method often proves to be invincible.

  Unfortunately, he encountered Zuo Mo who had grasped the intent of his sword!

  There is a sword move with the intention of making the sword as strong as bone, its power surges violently, far exceeding the combat strength of cultivators of the same rank.

  It wasn't until then that Wang realized with a start that the white flames descending from above weren't fire or rain, but sword edges!

  This discovery almost made him disbelieving, a foundation period guy, how could he possibly release such a terrifying sword move. But, in front of so many people, would Wang Shixiong be willing to admit defeat like this?

  He also had his own pride, a flash of blood in his eyes, gritted his teeth and fought on!

  A golden paper charm suddenly appeared in his hand.

  "Seal soldier!" Some of the Lingying Sect disciples in the crowd couldn't help but exclaim, causing a stir among the onlookers. Everyone's gaze was immediately drawn to the small golden paper seal. Chang Shixiong revealed a serious expression for the first time, and in the crowd, a pair of eyes gleamed with excitement in the shadows.

  Chang Shixiong suddenly felt something and turned his head to glance at the crowd.

  Yan Mingzi's eyes were vacant as he muttered: "Is this really Fu Bing?"

  Hu Shan was tongue-tied and speechless.

  Ling Ying's disciples mostly came from wealthy families and were well-traveled, so they naturally couldn't be compared to a poor devil like Zuo Mo. Although Zuo Mo didn't know what the talisman was, when he heard everyone exclaim in shock, he also knew it must be something formidable. However, at this moment, his chest was filled with the fierce sword intent, and he had no choice but to advance!

  Wang Shixiong's face was stern at this moment, his hands changing rapidly as he chanted quickly: "Lishi Hu Zhu!"

  As soon as he finished speaking, a three-zhang-tall golden-armored guard appeared beside him.

  The golden armor guard's face was not very clear, his whole body shrouded in the golden armor, standing with bare hands, but a majestic and solemn killing aura swept across the scene, making people involuntarily feel reverence. As soon as the golden armor guard appeared, he looked up at the white rain snake descending from the sky, raised his hands above his head to support it, and shouted loudly: "Hiss!"

  Everyone only felt a loud ringing in their ears, as if someone had struck a hammer heavily beside their ear, and everyone was shocked! Even the usually calm Chang Shixiong's face changed slightly at this moment.

  A majestic white water pillar, as if encountering an invisible obstacle, suddenly splashed open in all directions. And Wang Shixiong below was unscathed.

  Zuo Mo's chest felt like it had been heavily struck, and he let out a stifled groan. A sweet, fishy smell spread through his mouth. His heart couldn't help but jump in fright - what was this thing?

  However, at this time, he could no longer retreat, and with a burst of ferocity, he wanted to launch another attack.

  Pfft!

  Wang Shixiong, who was stunned under the Golden Armor Guard, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. The Golden Armor Guard's figure, like a giant tower, shook violently and disappeared quickly like an illusion.

  I lost.

  Wang's face was as white as paper, obviously seriously injured, he swayed and almost fell over.

  Zuo Mo finally let out a breath of relief, this battle was truly perilous. If the opponent had used the talisman soldiers from the start, he estimated that he would have been the one to lose. His gaze involuntarily fell on the golden paper talisman floating in front of Wang brother's face, the gold color of the talisman was much duller than before.

  "This talisman can still be used once." Wang Shixiong said, knowing what Zuo Mo was thinking.

  "I'll take it!" Zuo Mo said without hesitation. Although he didn't want to make an enemy of the other party, the impression that this talisman had left on him was too deep. He had never seen a paper talisman as powerful and terrifying as this one!

  Wang Shixiong didn't say much, and threw the talisman to Zuo Mo. Then he tossed a jade slip to Zuo Mo: "This is the incantation for the talisman."

  Zuo Mo carefully accepted the talisman sword and jade slip. This talisman sword was a life-saving artifact, and while the crystal stone was important, one's life was even more so. Life-saving items were always better to have in abundance. Although this Wang fellow had fallen on hard times and didn't speak much, Zuo Mo found him more pleasing to the eye than Lin Xuan.

  Wang Shixiong walked back among the crowd of disciples, no longer paying attention to anything else. He sat down cross-legged, his injuries not light.

  This match was a thrilling turn of events, leaving everyone in shock and awe. However, Wang Shixiong's defeat still left many Lingying Sect disciples looking embarrassed. Especially the two who were about to take the stage, their faces turned pale as they knew their abilities were far inferior to Wang Shixiong's, and even Jing Shi was much weaker than Wang Shixiong.

  At this moment, the originally suppressed Chang Shixiong suddenly walked out. The Lingying Sect disciples who had just been noisy immediately fell silent again, their eyes fixed on Chang Shixiong.

  Zuo Mo's face subtly changed color. He had just suffered a minor internal injury. This guy surnamed Chang wasn't simple at all. Had he lost control?

  Chang Shixiong suddenly turned around and beckoned to the next two people: "Come over."

  The two of them exchanged a glance, hesitated for a moment, and then stepped out with determination.

  "You two don't need to fight, you're not evenly matched." Chang Shixiong said indifferently, then turned his face to Zuo Mo and said: "You choose two items."

  Zuo Mo was taken aback and looked at the two of them, unable to help but hesitate for a moment.

  Chang Shixiong turned his face back again, and his gaze fell on the two of them. The two were like rabbits who had been frightened, hastily chiming in unison: "Whatever Master wants!"

  Zuo Mo unceremoniously took a belt and a pair of wrist guards from the two men, both of which were pretty good stuff among third-grade goods. Although the two men looked painful, they still obediently removed them and handed them over to Zuo Mo.

  Zhi Dai Zuo Mo Shou Xia, Chang Shi Xiong Zhuan Shen Dui Lin Yuan Dao: "Gei Li 《Hong Hua Dan》, San Pin."

  English Translation:

  "Give him a Red Flower Pill, third grade."

  Lin Yuan smiled bitterly, didn't say another word, took out a pill of third-grade "Hong Hua Dan", and threw it to Chang Shixiong. Chang Shixiong immediately threw the pill of third-grade "Hong Hua Dan" to Zuo Mo: "You heal your wound first."

  After finishing speaking, he sat down by himself, closed his eyes and meditated.

  Zuo Mo didn't hesitate, and stuffed the Red Flower Dan into his mouth. The third-grade Red Flower Dan was the highest grade spiritual dan that Zuo Mo had ever taken so far. As soon as the spiritual dan entered his throat, it transformed into a stream of heat that spread throughout his five viscera and six bowels, making him feel incredibly comfortable. He didn't dare to slack off, and quickly circulated his spiritual energy to dissolve the medicinal properties.

  The eerie silence of the whole scene was like the calm before a storm, making people feel a little suffocated.

  Yan Mingzi lowered his voice and said, "Let's retreat."

  Hu Shan Tao's daughter, Hu Shao'er, was shocked by the words and immediately retreated seven or eight zhang back. There were not a few people who had the same idea as them, only to see that the Ling Ying Sect disciples quietly retreated in unison. Only Wen Fei and a few others remained standing still on the spot.

  The movement of Lingying's disciples made the surrounding cultivators take a closer look, but none of them moved, thinking that the current distance was safe enough.

  "Hey, they're going to be in trouble soon." Yan Mingzi said with some schadenfreude.

  "Yes, Brother Chang's terror can only be believed by experiencing it personally!" Hu Shan deeply agreed.

  "Who won?" Tao Xuer asked.

  "Need I say more? Although the skinless zombie is quite durable, can it compare to Chang Shixiong? But whatever you do, don't let him see blood, no one here can stop him..." A hint of fear flashed in Yan Mingzi's eyes.

  "Shouldn't we retreat a bit further?" Hu Shan said with a shiver.

  "Right, did you bring the divine talisman?" Yan Mingzi hastily nodded.

  "There are two." Hu Shan took out two Divine Movement Talismans.

  "Give me one." Yan Mingzi hastily snatched a sheet and grasped it tightly in his hand.

  Someone next to him couldn't help but say: "Is it that exaggerated? Didn't Chang Shixiong always cultivate his body and nurture his nature?"

  Yan Mingzi, Hu Shan and Tao Xuer's three people were stunned at first, then looked at this person with a sympathetic face.

  This man couldn't bear the gaze of the three, his face flushed: "Chang Shixiong copies scriptures every day, this is what I saw with my own eyes, and he also raises a spiritual beast..."

  "How stupid." Yan Mingzi shook his head and sighed.

  "Idiot." Hu Shan rolled his eyes and spat out two words.

  "Let's move back a bit further." Tao Xuer said directly ignoring this person and speaking to the other two.

  At this moment, Zuomao stood up from his seat on the left side of the hall.