Hua Lingfeng's heart raced, his voice tinged with a hint of relief. "Fortunately, Lu Zhanglao, you arrived just in time; otherwise, I would have had to resort to the life-saving trump card granted by the sect."
Then, as if recalling something, he turned his gaze towards Lu Li Liang, his brow furrowed. "Lu Zhanglao, how did that old fellow Zhang Mingfeng manage to escape so quickly? With that grand formation and your Imperial Pinnacle cultivation, he should have been severely injured, or at the very least, trapped for a few days."
Upon hearing this, Lu Zhanglao couldn't help but sigh, a trace of regret in his tone. "Indeed, everything was as you said. That old fellow stepped right into my carefully laid ambush and was trapped by my formation. However, just when I thought I had him cornered, he suddenly produced a Breaking Stone and effortlessly shattered my formation."
As Lu Zhanglao spoke, a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes. Hua Lingfeng quickly wrapped himself around Lu Zhanglao, trying to prevent him from coming this way. But both being at the Imperial Pinnacle level, neither could overpower the other.
In desperation, Hua Lingfeng had no choice but to leverage his speed and arrive here first. To his dismay, he found that Lu Zhanglao had been injured. Lu Zhanglao's words were filled with astonishment at Hua Lingfeng's predicament.
He knew well that Hua Lingfeng was exceptionally gifted and ranked among the best in the Hehuan Sect; otherwise, he wouldn't hold the position of chief disciple so firmly. Yet today, a young man had managed to injure him—this person's talent could rival that of any Holy Son from the Great Sage sects.
At this moment, Lu Zhanglao's gaze sharpened as he fixed his eyes on Ye Tian. A flash of barely concealed killing intent flickered in his expression. He thought to himself: Such a Heaven-chosen one has already become an enemy; it would be unwise to leave him unchecked. Otherwise, once he grows stronger, he will surely become a great threat.
Meanwhile, Xia Qingyan was overjoyed at Zhang Mingfeng's arrival. She called out eagerly, "Zhang Lao, you finally made it!" Her voice carried an almost imperceptible tremor; clearly, her recent experiences had frightened her.
Seeing her distress, Zhang Mingfeng felt a wave of fear wash over him. He understood that if he had arrived even a moment later, this saintess might have faced dire consequences. What face would he have to return to Qixing Sect then?
Suppressing his own dread, he looked at Xia Qingyan with concern. "Saintess, I'm glad you're alright."
With that said, he quickly retrieved an antidote pill from his robe and handed it to her. Xia Qingyan took the pill without hesitation and swallowed it whole. As the medicine dissolved within her body, the toxins began to be gradually purged, and her spiritual power slowly started to recover.
Xia Qingyan's injuries were stable, but confusion flickered in her eyes as she turned to Zhang Elder, concern evident in her voice. "Elder Zhang, why have you arrived so late? Did something unexpected happen on the way?"
Zhang Mingfeng opened his mouth to explain, but suddenly noticed a flash of red at the corner of his eye. He quickly turned his head to see Lu Li Liang move, his hand flipping over as a fiery red flag shot through the air like a meteor, heading straight for Ye Tian.
The flag was adorned with intricate patterns of men and women, resembling a vivid painting that showcased various forms and styles. It blotted out the sky, enveloping Ye Tian as if it intended to drag him into an endless abyss.
A jolt of alarm surged through Zhang Mingfeng. He silently cursed the situation. He knew all too well that this was Lu Li Liang's magical treasure, the Mandarin Duck Flag. Its power was treacherous; once struck, one could easily fall into an illusion from which there was no escape, or worse, meet a tragic end.
Just moments ago, Zhang Mingfeng had witnessed Ye Tian's grace and prowess. He had not expected Ji Qingqing to possess the strength to defeat Hua Lingfeng; truly, the younger generation was formidable! Moreover, judging by Ye Tian's demeanor, it was clear he stood firmly on the side of their Holy Maiden.
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