291: Fierce battle

Zhou Xiangyu's body slowly merged with his surroundings, as if becoming one with them.

As the distance grew shorter, the crackling sound of burning flames grew louder, and Zhou Xiangyu unconsciously quickened his pace.

“This is...”

“On fire?”

What greeted Zhou Xiangyu's eyes was a Mortal village engulfed in raging flames.

The signboard at the village entrance, which should have displayed the village's name, had also turned pitch black in the fire.

Deep within the flames, screams continuously echoed into Zhou Xiangyu's mind.

Zhou Xiangyu's heart tightened.

Without bothering to investigate further, he flew out.

“Minor Spirit Rain Technique!”

“Rain Transformation Talisman!”

Zhou Xiangyu formed hand seals, and dark clouds gathered above the village.

Then, a Talisman appeared in his hand; he injected his magic power into it, sending it directly into the dark clouds.

“Whoosh~”

With the enhancement of the Rain Transformation Talisman, the dark clouds transformed into rain, beginning to fall downwards and striking the flames.

The flames and rainwater canceled each other out, and the fire gradually subsided.

Zhou Xiangyu's heart eased slightly, then he applied another spiritual Talisman to himself.

A pale green protective spiritual light enveloped Zhou Xiangyu's body.

Zhou Xiangyu surveyed his surroundings again, then plunged into the gradually diminishing flames.

“This isn't just a fire...”

As soon as he entered the burning village, Zhou Xiangyu's vigilance rose to its peak.

This was too different from a normal fire, trapping the entire village within it.

Zhou Xiangyu subtly clutched several Talismans in his hand.

His concentration was highly focused.

“Swish~”

Zhou Xiangyu shot out another Rain Transformation Talisman, and the rain covering this area intensified once more.

Zhou Xiangyu moved through the flames.

Just as he was about to break open the burnt houses ahead to rescue the people trapped inside, a sudden alarm blared in his mind.

Zhou Xiangyu's figure paused, then abruptly accelerated, rushing several zhang away.

A deep green ball of light landed where Zhou Xiangyu had been, exploding with a boom.

Within that deep green light cluster, waves of pained roars stirred Zhou Xiangyu's consciousness.

“Evil Devil Heretic!”

“Who is it?!”

Zhou Xiangyu's Cultivation Technique operated naturally; his mind felt as if it had been immersed in clear water, instantly recovering from the influence of the roars.

He turned and activated several Talismans, shooting them towards the source of the deep green light to his side, shouting loudly.

“Boom!”

Several Talismans instantly exploded within the flames.

A deep green light cluster suddenly expanded, blocking all the attacks formed by the Talismans.

“Hehehe~”

“How dare you disturb this Daoist's good deed, brat. Your good days are over.”

A wild, piercing cackle emerged from the deep green light.

Then, the deep green light contracted, revealing a Black-robed Figure shrouded in a black robe, exuding an evil Aura.

“Qi Condensation sixth layer...”

Upon seeing the figure of this person, Zhou Xiangyu's expression became solemn.

His talent was not considered good; even with the abundant resources provided by his Family now, he had only just managed to Break through to the fourth layer of Qi Condensation.

With a thought, a folding fan appeared in his right hand.

His left hand again clutched several Talismans.

“Is this fire yours?”

Zhou Xiangyu's entire Aura rapidly rose.

“Indeed, these ants are this Daoist's resources. It should be their honor to become this Daoist's resources.”

“In the future, when I achieve Immortal Ascension, they too can glimpse the splendor of the Immortal Realm. Isn't that wonderful?”

The evil Black-robed Figure didn't care about Zhou Xiangyu's questioning, nodding earnestly as he explained.

“You deserve to die!”

Zhou Xiangyu's voice turned cold.

Several Talismans in his left hand suddenly shot out at extreme speed.

His magic power circulated, and he tapped his foot.

“Turbulent Flow Steps!”

His figure was as swift as a turbulent stream, not retreating but advancing, directly pressing towards the Black-robed Figure.

The several Talismans transformed into a large expanse of illusory swords, enveloping the evil Black-robed Figure.

“Petty tricks.”

The Black-Robed Cultivator's tone was disdainful.

He extended his right hand, splaying his five fingers, and a large expanse of deep green light suddenly condensed before him.

It formed a deep green shield.

“Bang!”

The large expanse of illusory swords all struck the deep green shield.

Thudding sounds continuously rang out.

However, only the sword shadows were seen to diminish one by one, while the shield remained unharmed.

The explosive shockwave dissipated, revealing the Black-robed Figure inside, watching Zhou Xiangyu approach with a mocking gaze.

Zhou Xiangyu was not overly surprised, his eyes devoid of emotion.

Now that the distance was sufficient, the folding fan in his hand opened with a whoosh.

Upon it, water ripples seemed to flow, subtly concealing profound mysteries.

“Yishui fan.”

Zhou Xiangyu injected his magic power into the folding fan and swung it fiercely towards the Black-robed Figure.

The folding fan's swing generated a large expanse of flowing water that transformed into a giant wave, carrying the momentum of the water to attack.

As this attack arrived, the Black-robed Figure's expression became slightly serious.

He clasped his hands together, and a deep green giant axe, about a zhang long, appeared between his hands.

The Black-Robed Cultivator raised both hands high and chopped down fiercely towards the front.

“Boom!”

The giant wave split into two, scattering in all directions.

A rotating folding fan carrying flowing water suddenly emerged from the giant wave, and as the giant axe fell, it seized the gap, striking directly at the Black-Robed Cultivator's chest.

“Bang!”

A green light on the Black-Robed Cultivator's body shattered, blocking the folding fan.

The folding fan flew backward.

“Good brat, it's my turn to act!”

The Black-Robed Cultivator's face was filled with shame and anger; a Cultivator at the fourth layer of Qi Condensation had almost injured him.

If others knew, wouldn't he be laughed at?

The Black-Robed Cultivator's Aura surged, and his figure suddenly rushed out.

He brought with him a swath of deep green light.

The pained roars grew even more intense.

They continuously disturbed Zhou Xiangyu's mind and reason.

Zhou Xiangyu stepped on the Turbulent Flow Steps, catching the folding fan that had flown back into his hand.

He watched the approaching Black-Robed Cultivator.

Zhou Xiangyu suddenly retreated.

He again took out several Talismans and shot them out.

“Boom~ Boom~”

Explosions continuously rang out.

The Black-Robed Cultivator was endlessly annoyed.

“Damn it! So many Talismans!”

“These are all mine!”

The Black-Robed Cultivator's expression darkened; he had already mentally claimed all of Zhou Xiangyu's resources.

Now, seeing Zhou Xiangyu so lavishly squander his spiritual Talismans, how could he not be furious?

“You're courting death!”

The Black-Robed Cultivator's tone was icy cold.

On his right hand, he wore a ghostly claw glove.

“Condense!”

The Black-Robed Cultivator roared softly in his heart.

A gigantic illusory ghostly claw condensed at his right hand, and he swung it fiercely towards where Zhou Xiangyu's figure was.

The illusory ghostly claw condensed shadows of resentful souls; wherever it passed, there was a chorus of wails.

Zhou Xiangyu's heart was filled with awe.

The folding fan in his hand quickly floated before him.

It suddenly grew larger.

Blocking Zhou Xiangyu behind the folding fan.

“Boom!”

The gigantic illusory ghostly claw grabbed onto the folding fan.

Zhou Xiangyu's face turned pale.

The folding fan rapidly shrank, returning to his hand.

“Die!”

Breaking through the defense.

The Black-Robed Cultivator's heart rejoiced; he pressed forward, his left palm striking towards Zhou Xiangyu's chest.

“Clap!”

A Talisman suddenly lit up and then extinguished, blocking the deep green palm print.

“A High Grade First-Tier Body Protection Talisman!”

The Black-Robed Cultivator was stunned.