Chapter 772 544 Bianyan Immortal Bow

Li Qinghong, harnessing the power of Thunder Cultivation, entered her Cave Mansion, formed a seal with her hands, and cast a spell to conceal the bloodstains on her back. With still sixty percent of her mana remaining, she took several elixirs to suppress the wound.

Within her body, the "Long Sky Risky Sparrow" continued to operate silently, keeping her injuries in check, which were not life-threatening. The Demonic Qi that had entered her from the wound would normally require a cultivator to urgently enter seclusion to suppress. However, her Thunder Light mana dissolved it within the time it took to brew a pot of tea.

After consuming two elixirs, Li Qinghong's complexion slightly regained its color.

Helian Changguang must be from the core lineage of a Demon Sect's Inner Sect; his Demonic Skills and spells are much more sophisticated, and he possesses one magic artifact after another. Her cultivation level was a notch above the two of them, and as a practitioner of Thunder Cultivation, she was able to suppress them.

She estimated the couple's strength with a single glance and had her sights on several of their magic artifacts. However, the Demon Cultivators' escape spells were hard to deal with. Although Li Qinghong could easily overpower the two, with Helian Changguang nearby ready to retreat at any sign of trouble, it would be rather difficult to eliminate them completely.

Li Qinghong was also astute. She did not exert her full strength during the fight against the couple, secretly holding back some power to catch them off guard. Once she burst forth, she managed to decimate Liu Qiao in one breath, then turned around to handle Helian Changguang, nearly managing to kill him along with the core member of the Demon Sect.

"It's just that Helian Changguang really had some stuff, and managed to injure me…"

She frowned lightly and held her forehead, feeling the mana inside her fluctuating restlessly. A purple light flickered faintly on her cheeks and shoulders, emitting a soft crackling noise.

In the past, it was always Li Yuanjiao who looked after her back home, and Li Qinghong seldom got injured. It was almost the first time in decades that she had been hurt to such an extent. With the "Long Sky Risky Sparrow" in operation, her fighting power increased by twenty percent.

Therefore, when she fought Helian Changguang with all her might, bolstered by the "Long Sky Risky Sparrow," she released her spear with formidable force, surprising Helian Changguang within a few moves. He decisively chose to flee; otherwise, he too would have been left behind…

As she was contemplating, Li Minggong quickly approached and bowed respectfully:

"Congratulations…"

Li Qinghong simply waved her hand to interrupt, speaking softly:

"You just listen."

She took out a purple jade pendant from her bosom and handed it to Li Minggong:

"Although the Demon Cultivators have been repelled here, the situation at the other locations is uncertain. I need to inspect them. This jade pendant has a three-day effect; if any Demon Cultivators attack, crush it, and I'll hurry over."

Li Qinghong was still not at ease and cautioned him:

"Only tell those below that I'm healing in the Cave Mansion. Do not inform others carelessly; I fear it may cause panic or leak information."

"Minggong understands."

Li Minggong nodded in agreement then said with difficulty:

"But you haven't properly treated your injuries, and now you're off to aid others…"

"It's not a big deal."

Suppressing her injuries with elixirs, Li Qinghong felt only a slight tightness in her chest and laughed off the concern:

"I am a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Late Stage, and they are at the Foundation Establishment Middle and Early Stages. What could they possibly do to me?"

"I'm unsure of Li Wushao's capability to defend. I must go and see for myself; I cannot afford for that place to fail and risk the lives of him, Li Wen, and An Siming."

Li Minggong could not find the words to respond, merely offering respectful and measured advice:

"Minggong's cultivation level is low; I can't see clearly. I just hope you prioritize your safety."

"Rest assured."

She made sure Li Minggong was vigilant and then rode her thunder out of the formation. In the distant northern sky, countless glows rose, with dazzling golden lights and red flames spurting forth, sweeping in.

The black clouds in the sky were forcibly split for six breaths before slowly closing up again. Li Qinghong took a closer look and noticed that from the direction of Bianyan Mountain, there were simultaneous occurrences of water and fire, and metal and wood soaring through the air. It seemed likely that several Foundation Establishment cultivators had fallen at the same time.

Being closer to Bianyan Mountain, she could barely see a blood mist looming in the western woods, as if blood-red raindrops were falling and drifting down.

"Bianyan Mountain has also been attacked… Uncle and Xizhi might be there…"

With her heart in her throat, she confirmed that the phenomenon didn't include the brilliant Jin Yu and consoled herself with a few words before flying eastward for a quarter of an hour. The checkpoint was booming, giant snakes writhing through the air, with five figures locked in battle.

Two of the figures were Green Pond Cultivators, each entangled in a fight with a Demon Cultivator. Li Wushao had reverted to his original form, a deep black giant snake, with two hooks in his tail lashing through the air in a howl to fend off the Golden Seal from the Buddhist Practitioner before him.

"They even have a Buddhist Practitioner!"

Li Qinghong arrived a bit late, with the battle reaching a critical point. Her side was gradually being pushed back, nearly retreating into their formation. Li Wushao was covered with Golden Seals, issuing continuous sharp hisses of pain.

She brushed her black hair behind her ears, holding her spear as she advanced undauntedly, deciding to come to the aid of her fellow cultivators without hesitation. She had only flown a few miles forward when she suddenly frowned.

"Kongheng has arrived too…"

With different thoughts in her mind, Li Qinghong suddenly vanished, concealing herself from view.

Li Wushao was indeed in a dire situation, being pressed and pummeled by the Buddhist Practitioner. His body was covered with golden palm imprints, hissing with black smoke. He had to expend twice the effort to dissolve the practitioner's every attack.

This benevolent-looking old man was a mage of the Great Desire Physiognomy. He had arrived in a pleasant manner, calling himself Yuxin, and even complimented Li Wushao on his appearance upon their first meeting.

Li Wushao didn't dare to believe a word. He felt that apart from Kongheng, mages were all lunatics. He never wanted to confront one under normal circumstances, but given the situation, he had no choice but to put up a tough fight.

Yuxin was barehanded, his face always smiling, but his blows were anything but weak. Coming all the way, his Golden Palm almost took half of Li Wushao's life! Now, his malicious snake eyes were filled with hatred.