Zhao Di would certainly not have just the Flying Needle technique and dare to face his enemies head-on like this.

  He temporarily put away the flying needles and held a deep yellow, five-foot-long and three-foot-wide diamond-shaped shield in front of him. The four corners of the small shield were each inlaid with a mid-grade earth-attribute spirit stone. This was precisely Zhao Di's Thick Earth Shield, made from the back shell of a fourth-level demon beast, Lietu Crab, which was a mid-grade spirit artifact that surpassed the Ice Fire Shield in defensive capabilities. Moreover, because it used mid-grade earth-attribute spirit stones, this shield didn't seem particularly luxurious.

  At the same time, he also took out a silver mirror with a pale blue glow - Jing Shen Mirror, placed it in the air, transformed into a size of about one foot, and cast a series of spells on it.

  A beam of emerald light, as thick as a bowl mouth, shot out from the Concentrated Spirit Mirror and shone on the black air. Indeed, the black air that was found by the emerald light suddenly stopped rolling and thinned out a lot. Zhao Di operated the Concentrated Spirit Mirror to sweep the emerald light across the entire mass of black air, and soon the black air thinned out a lot, revealing the scene inside.

  An ugly man was wrapped in a triangular black banner, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed in the midst of dark energy, his hands constantly changing postures, silently chanting incantations as if preparing some sort of sinister secret art.

  Zhao Di refused to give his opponent any more time and shot two flying needles again. However, a very strange scene appeared: the flying needles clearly pierced the black flag, but it seemed as if they had encountered nothing at all, passing through from another part of the black flag without being able to harm the ugly man inside.

  This black flag is an unknown type of treasure, yet it has the strange effect of transferring attacks. However, Zhao Di also discovered that this black flag cannot infinitely transfer attacks at will, and every time his flying needles attack, the black aura on the flag becomes thinner.

  Just as Zhao Di was about to continue launching more flying needles to attack his opponent, the ugly man finally completed the casting process of the secret spell. He suddenly opened his eyes and spat out a mouthful of blood onto the black flag in front of him, then several magic seals were slapped onto the black flag. A blood centipede over one zhang long and as thick as a bowl emerged from the black flag, its body formed by red misty blood, and it clawed at Zhao Di with its jaws wide open.

  Zhao Di thrust the flying needle towards the Blood Centipede, easily piercing through it and leaving two-inch large holes. However, the blood mist quickly spread out, filling up these holes again!

  His opponent's Blood Centipede was not a physical entity, but it was very effective in restraining his Flying Needle Art, making his offense almost impossible to carry out. This made Zhao Di even more astonished.

  "A fourth-grade mid-quality spiritual tool! Isn't it worth tens of thousands of spirit stones?! This mirror is also an extreme-quality artifact, right?! I didn't expect you to be so wealthy, almost on par with a few extremely powerful late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators! It seems that Heaven has been quite generous to me, Yang Mou, sending over such a large number of treasures!" The ugly man exclaimed upon seeing the several precious items in front of Zhao Di.

  Zhao Di said in a puzzled tone: "It's really strange, you've seen so many treasures of mine, why aren't you afraid? Do you really think I don't have the ability to kill you? Or do you have some other trick up your sleeve?"

  "Hmph!" The ugly man snorted, "Your attack method relies solely on flying needles. It may be effective against others, but when it comes to Yang, you're just unlucky!"

  As he spoke, another mouthful of blood spurted onto the black flag, and the Blood Scorpion became even more spirited, frantically scratching and biting at the deep yellow light shield emitted by the Thick Earth Shield.

  Zhao's eyes widened, and he thought to himself: "Greed can make people lose their way. This person is so focused on stealing the treasure that they won't even consider that if I could take out this many treasures, I'm definitely not an ordinary early-stage Qi Refining cultivator. It's very possible that I'll take out even more powerful magical tools and put him to death! Being blinded by temporary greed is indeed very dangerous, and it serves as a warning!"

  Zhao Di let out a light sigh and put away all the flying needles. With a pat of his left hand on his waist, a white glow flashed, and a transparent bone bow appeared in his hand.

  "Mid-grade Ice Spirit Stone!" The ugly man let out another cry of surprise, a mid-grade Ice Spirit Stone was equivalent to two or three thousand spirit stones, not to mention the value of the mid-grade spiritual artifact, Frost Dragon Bow.

  He held the bow in his left hand and lightly pulled the bowstring with his right, instantly gathering a chill air around the bow to form seven or eight ice cones about one foot long. As soon as Zhao relaxed the bowstring, these seven or eight ice cones flew towards the Blood Centipede.

  Although the Blood Worm dodged with all its might, it was still hit by two ice cones, piercing through two fist-sized holes. Under the rolling blood fog, the holes were about to heal again.

  However, Zhao Di did not stop, wave after wave of ice cones came, and soon the Blood Centipede was beaten to pieces, almost collapsing.

  The ugly man, under duress, could only grit his teeth and spit out another mouthful of fresh blood. The blood mist suddenly surged, and the blood centipedes churned up again. But after spitting out three mouthfuls of fresh blood, the ugly man's face was already as white as a sheet of paper.

  Zhao's fingers moved faster and faster on the strings, a dense hail of ice shards shooting out like raindrops at the Bloodworms and the ugly man himself.

  The ugly man saw the danger of falling, and finally had a fearful intention. He gathered all his strength, spat out two mouthfuls of blood at the black flag, and then wanted to escape under the cover of the black flag and turn into a ball of black air.

  "You actually found out my method, then you can't let you get away!" Zhao Di threw out two thick stacks of dozens of fire snake talismans, transforming into dozens of fire snakes, which pounced on the Mo Men cultivators from all sides. At the same time, seven or eight flying needles also shot out and quickly circled around to the front of the opponent, blocking their retreat.

  The black flag of the Mo Gate cultivator was quite strange, and under so many attacks, it withstood them all. Although the dark energy was scattered by the fire snake's explosion and the flying needle's piercing, the ugly man himself was well protected, and neither the fire snake nor the flying needle could directly attack him.

  And under the cover of the black flag, the Mo Men cultivator flew out more than 20 feet away, escaping the attack range of Zhao Di's law enforcement instrument. His face relaxed a bit, and he turned back to glare at Zhao Di with a fierce gaze, as if saying, you wait, one day I will come back for this debt!

  Zhao calmly and unhurriedly stepped onto the Treading Wind Python, pouring all his spiritual energy into it. Instantly, the Treading Wind Python let out a piercing whistle as it rapidly advanced, its speed increasing by half compared to the Demonic Gate cultivators. In the blink of an eye, the distance between them was once again reduced to within twenty zhang.

  The Demon Gate cultivator was shocked and pale, desperately trying to accelerate the black air to fly faster, but his vital energy and spiritual power had been greatly damaged, and he was already beyond help. In his desperate expression, Zhao Di raised the Frost Dragon Bow and fired a barrage of shots.

  The demon cultivator let out a miserable cry as his body was pierced by several ice cones, and his corpse fell into the sea.

  Zhao Diqiang flew over to the corpse just before it fell into the sea, snatched the storage bag from its arms, and shot out a fireball that incinerated it.

  As for the strange triangular black flag, it had returned to its original size of about an inch and was floating in mid-air. Zhao Di naturally put it away in his storage bag. However, he suspected that this black flag could only be manipulated using the Demon Gate's techniques, and he didn't dare take it out to exchange for other items either. If someone recognized the origin of the black flag, the fact that he had killed a Demon Gate cultivator might just get out.

  Zhao quickly killed the demonic cultivator and it didn't take too long, only about half an incense stick's time. He reckoned that the other party's reinforcements wouldn't be able to arrive so quickly either.

  He determined the direction and flew quickly towards the location of Island No. 5. As for whether or not to go back and see how Xi Feng was doing, Zhao Di only thought about it for a moment before immediately giving up on the idea! If Xi Feng couldn't even handle it, then he wouldn't be able to either. Moreover, this would also involve taking an enormous risk, which could easily expose his own extremely wealthy secret. He didn't want to end up getting himself into hot water because of this.

  Besides, it's been so long since then, if the two of them were to fight, they would have already determined the winner and loser. Whether or not I rush over now is completely meaningless.

  If it were Di Er, Xun San or Hong Chen, would they return to their original place in such a situation? Zhao Di didn't dare say. After all, in the nearly three years of getting along, he felt that the emotions between these people did have a few points of brotherly affection. Not to mention the process of capturing and killing demon beasts, where they helped each other out of danger multiple times, just the fact that everyone left all the fifth-grade demon pills for Xi Feng was enough to show that these people were not pretending or being hypocritical.

  Moreover, these few people were quite good to Zhao Di. Although Zhao Di had indeed helped them a lot, they did not intentionally give less to Zhao Di because of his low cultivation level, but instead deliberately let Zhao Di choose more demon beast materials.

  All of this gave Zhao Di a rather favorable impression of these people, and if the opponents he encountered were not beyond his abilities, perhaps he would not have abandoned Feng He and the others without a care.

  Thinking of this, Zhao Di let out a sigh in his heart. In the cultivation world where only actual strength matters, for someone like him who has shallow cultivation and is already lucky to be able to protect himself, the words "affection" and "righteousness" are too extravagant!

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