Chapter 766 - 123: The Saint Master’s Might

Throughout this pursuit, Li Ji’an has been deeply shocked by the foundation of the Dao Yi Realm.

The complete Golden Core magical power of the Saintess of Cang Yue is the greatest he has ever seen, and the series of trump cards he once proudly possessed in the Great Marsh Cultivation Realm have mostly become ineffective.

Even the Cyan Wood Magic Sword he always regarded as his last trump card is somewhat unimpressive in front of the Saintess of Cang Yue at this moment.

Back in the Great Marsh Cultivation Realm, he worried that the appearance of the Cyan Wood Magic Sword might cause a scramble among the True Monarchs.

After all, magical treasures of the Upper Three Grades could truly only be possessed and fully utilized by True Monarchs in the Great Marsh Cultivation Realm.

The lifebound magical treasure of the True Monarch of Ten Thousand Laws was that Fleeting Shadows Third Grade magical treasure.

But now, if Ning Sujin hadn’t returned the Invisibility Puppet to him before leaving, he would have been truly out of tricks this time.

While Li Ji’an was deeply in shock, the Saintess of Cang Yue was also astounded all along.

This thief before her completely exceeded her long-held understanding in the Yuan Province.

Clearly, her senior brother from the Holy Land informed her that the thief was merely a Loose Cultivator, yet he had condensed a Golden Core.

Although his Golden Core was at most a Patterned Golden Core, it was already rare among Loose Cultivators in the Dao Yi Realm.

The most crucial thing was, his array of trump cards made her feel threatened.

He has already used three Tier Three Teleportation Talismans.

Especially the Nine Heavens True Flame Talisman, which is evidently capable of injuring her.

Moreover, even her prideful Spirit Pet was harmed.

Besides, there was also a Fourth Grade Magical Treasure, the Coiled Dragon Staff, and four Tier Three Mid-Stage Puppets.

Such strength and trump cards would be considered a True Inheritor even in the Holy Land.

Fortunately, she obtained numerous ultimate treasures from her master when she went to Dao Source State to attend discussions with the Holy Land Family members, otherwise, she really wouldn’t be able to deal with him.

"Hmph, he must be a disciple of Yuanbao True Monarch, these trump cards might all have been stolen from the relics of my Holy Land predecessors!"

Thinking of this, her hatred intensified.

Yet just as she thought victory was assured with the Third Grade Red Gold Glaze Sword in her hand.

"Zheng~" A sound of a golden chime rang.

What followed was a tremendous feeling of dread; she sensed the threat of demise...

Puff~

The Late-stage Golden Core body-protecting Dharma Shield was easily shattered.

The Magical Robe of Middle Grade burst apart in an instant.

Even her physical body felt the sensation of tearing.

"Crack~" Then came the sound of something breaking; it was the auxiliary ultimate treasure, the Cang Lan Ring bestowed by the Saint Master to protect its master.

But unfortunately, even the ultimate treasure personally crafted by the Saint Master could scarcely resist and broke upon touching.

In the next moment, the Saintess of Cang Yue was pierced through the shoulder by a Profound Iron Blade glowing with a faint light, the intense pain flooded her body like a tidal wave, severing several of her meridians abruptly, her magical power turned chaotic, and the Glaze Sword containing her full force of attack slipped from her grasp and fell to the ground with a clang.

"How is this possible!" The Saintess of Cang Yue screamed miserably, hurled several feet away by the residual force of the strike, collapsing on the ground in distress, blood gushing from her shoulder, staining her pristine Magic Robe crimson. She glanced around in trepidation, yet she detected not a single lurking figure, only that deadly chill continued to lock onto her vitals.

If not for the Cang Lan Ring protecting her, absorbing eighty percent of the force, she would surely have been beheaded by now.

Li Ji’an’s gaze slightly narrowed; this was the first time the Invisibility Puppet faltered, failing to deliver a one-hit kill.

He glanced at the shattered Cang Lan Ring but sighed inwardly; he couldn’t rouse the Invisibility Puppet for a second strike in a short time.

Nonetheless, the Saintess of Cang Yue was already severely wounded.

A giant celestial wood followed suit.

Boom~

The Saintess of Cang Yue, already with chaotic magical power, gritted her teeth to rouse the body’s protecting Dharma Shield to collide hard, but she was ultimately at the end of her tether, and amidst flying wood debris, the Dharma Shield shattered again, her body struck, spitting out a mouthful of blood from her core.

"Lock!" Before the Saintess of Cang Yue could catch her breath, the Nine Dragon Lock had already restrained her tightly, shackling her magical power.

"You vile thief..." The Saintess of Cang Yue was bound by the Nine Dragon Lock, totally falling to the ground, her fright turning to shame and fury.

She never imagined the mid-stage Golden Core Loose Cultivator before her held trump cards truly comparable to those of a True Monarch.

Li Ji’an didn’t waste unnecessary words, walking forward leisurely, the Coiled Dragon Staff in his hand pointed remotely at her, his tone icy: "Friend, the result is clear."

With these words, he glanced towards the seven-colored Luan bird that was resisting the burning of the Nine Heavens True Flame and the invasion of poison gas with all its might, and said in a deep voice: "Hand over your Beast Taming Token."

"You... You wish!" The face of the Saintess of Cang Yue changed abruptly; the Beast Taming Token is the core link between a Beast Taming Cultivator and their Spirit Pet; surrendering the Beast Taming Token means the life and death of the seven-colored Luan bird would be completely in the hands of others.

"I’m not negotiating with you." Li Ji’an flicked his fingers, and the Nine Dragon Lock tightened sharply, the wound on the Saintess of Cang Yue’s shoulder intensified in pain, causing her to stifle a moan, "Either hand over the token, or let your Spirit Pet perish this instant."

While he spoke, a wisp of golden flame in Li Ji’an’s Dantian sprang forth, heading straight towards the severely injured, poison gas-invaded seven-colored Luan bird.

The seven-colored Luan bird, already corroded by poisonous fumes and burned by the Nine Heavens True Flame, severely injured, suddenly sensed the oppressive aura of the lifebound Spirit Flame of the Little Fire Spirit Holy Spirit; instantly its whole body went rigid, unable even to summon the thought to flap its wings and flee, it could only let out a terrified wail.

Though it bore the True Spirit Bloodline of Tier Three Advanced, in front of an innately born Holy Spirit, its bloodline level inherently stood suppressed, plus this golden Spirit Flame comparable to Tier Three Advanced Pill Fire further induced absolute fear through its divine soul and physical body.

The Little Fire Spirit moved swiftly, catching up to the seven-colored Luan bird in an instant, opening its mouth to spew a thick golden Spirit Flame that firmly enveloped it.