Legend of the Transcendent

Indeed, the massive greenwood came crashing down, no matter how he dodged and evaded, he couldn't avoid the attack. The number of greenwoods was almost infinite, layer upon layer, pressing down like a tide.

Boom! Boom! Boom...

The continuous impact, the immense force, made him feel like vomiting blood. He had already seen tiny cracks appearing on the three rings, which was his best weapon. If it was damaged here, how could he bear it?

Mi Xiaojing felt even more pain in his heart. Each strike consumed spirit stones, and the consumption from such intense collisions turned his face pale.

Both of them were a bit frustrated. Mi Xiaojing suddenly flicked his finger, and a purple-red lotus shot out.

Wang Weijun's eyes nearly popped out. This was the technique of Thousand Poisons, when did Mi Xiaojing learn it? Was it because he saved someone? Then he realized, this was the effect of the Mantra Banner!

In fact, it wasn't that Mi Xiaojing had learned it, but when he was detoxifying Mu Hengyuan, the Mantra Banner absorbed the secrets. In his urgency, Mi Xiaojing naturally used it, truly miraculous to the extreme.

When this purple-red lotus was shot out, Mi Xiaojing immediately felt exhausted, but he was very excited. He knew the power of Thousand Poisons, which could defeat Mu Hengyuan without any resistance. He had never thought that he could use the technique of Thousand Poisons.

However, he also knew that with his cultivation level, he seemed to be able to use it only once.

The purple-red lotus, particularly dazzling in the greenwood formation, floated over. Mi Xiaojing slowed down the attack of the greenwood formation, saving as much as he could. If he continued like this, he would really go bankrupt.

The man also breathed a sigh of relief. It was clear that the attack of the formation had become sparse, and he finally managed to resist it. Then he saw a purple-red lotus, appearing abruptly in front of him. 𝙗𝙚𝙙𝙣𝒐𝙫𝙚𝙡.𝙤𝙧𝒈

His intuition told him something was wrong. This man's combat experience was extremely rich. As soon as he saw the purple-red lotus, he had a creepy feeling. If it weren't for the obstruction of the greenwood formation, with his experience, he would have dodged it at the first moment.

But now he had nowhere to escape, he could only face it. This feeling was too suffocating, making him feel like vomiting blood.

This man didn't hesitate to use his virtual armor to resist a strike from the greenwood. The three rings formed three whirlpools again, flying directly towards the purple-red lotus.

The three whirlpools instantly shredded the purple-red lotus, but it was useless after shredding it. Countless poisonous threads scattered and gathered towards this man.

The poisonous threads were like nematodes wandering in the water, as if they were alive, flying towards the man, scaring him into using his flying sword, trying to shred these strange red threads. His three-ring magic weapon, after emitting the whirlpool just now, was already unusable and needed to be refined again.

When his flying sword touched the poisonous thread, in an instant, this top-level magic weapon shattered. This poisonous thread could even destroy the spirit sword, what was a magic weapon? It was destroyed upon contact, scaring the man into a cold sweat. This thing was abnormal, super abnormal!

He wanted to escape, but there was nowhere to escape. He was truly desperate. The surrounding greenwood was rolling, he was suppressed, the three-ring magic weapon couldn't be used, the flying sword was destroyed, he didn't even have a weapon in his hand. Relying on the virtual armor to resist a few attacks, he finally vomited blood.

However, after the purple-red lotus shattered, there were not many poisonous threads left. The remaining dozens of poisonous threads wrapped around him, and he could only watch with his eyes wide open, still holding a glimmer of hope in his heart, hoping that his virtual armor could resist it.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Just two poisonous threads completely destroyed the virtual armor. This was a magic weapon, higher than a magic tool, but it still couldn't stop the poisonous thread.

Then the other poisonous threads wrapped around him. Without any obstruction, they directly touched his skin. The feeling of being cut by a knife and burned by fire swept over his body. In an instant, the man fell down.

Victory!

Mi Xiaojing hastily cast a magical technique to first put away the greenwood formation. If he continued to consume, he would vomit blood too.

The greenwood formation disappeared, leaving a scene of devastation.

Mi Xiaojing didn't dare to stay, he flew directly towards Greenwood Peak.

Among the cultivators present, no one dared to chase. They were also scared. This guy was too abnormal, he actually defeated more than a dozen Foundation Establishment and Cultivation cultivators with a single formation!

Many of them suppressed their injuries and fled in a stumbling manner. They didn't dare to stay here anymore.

These people didn't know what Mi Xiaojing's name was, but they had great respect for him. A cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage could be so powerful.

The defensive formation of Greenwood Peak was useless to Mi Xiaojing. He had the jade card to enter and exit, and he rushed directly to his original courtyard, which was originally Tian Cang's residence.

There was no one in the small courtyard. Mi Xiaojing landed in the yard and began to check his consumption.

Just one battle had consumed more than 6,000 lower-grade spirit stones. Mi Xiaojing was heartbroken. He was used to being poor, and suddenly spending so many spirit stones made him a little overwhelmed.However, the gains from this battle were also immense. Firstly, his proficiency in operating the Formation had improved significantly. Secondly, he had managed to unleash a purple-red lotus, an attack method of immense power and peculiar style, posing a threat even to Cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage.

According to Wang Weijun, only in battle could one's potential be truly stimulated.

Mi Xiaojing was very clear-headed. He knew that his strength was still insufficient. It was only with the power of the Formation that he had managed to escape into Qingmu Peak without any danger. Even though he had defeated so many Cultivators, he did not think that his victory was a matter of course.

Wang Weijun also noticed that Mi Xiaojing did not become overconfident because of his victory. He was very satisfied with this kind of mentality. In the Cultivation World, many people would become overconfident after a few victories, which often marked the beginning of their downfall.

The Cultivation World was very complex, and one could never be too careful. If he had been more cautious back then, he wouldn't have been played to death.

After checking everything, Mi Xiaojing immediately sat down to cultivate, replenishing the consumed Starry Sky power. Although the consumed Starry Sky power was not much, at this time, every bit of reserve was necessary.

At this moment, a figure sneaked into the courtyard. He saw Mi Xiaojing at a glance and couldn't help but be stunned, blurting out, "Why are you here? Aren't you in the sect's main hall?"

Mi Xiaojing opened his eyes and said, "Junior Brother Tian Cang... You moved back?"

Tian Cang said, "Some time ago, I got the courtyard back..."

Mi Xiaojing said, "Aren't you going to defend?"

Tian Cang sighed deeply and said, "I can't hold it anymore. The defense Formation of the main peak has been broken, and many people in the sect have lost their confidence... I came back to prepare. Once the defense of Qingmu Peak is broken, I plan to escape."