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Xunuo would not wait for him to finish casting his spell; he struck decisively.
With a cold, icy tone, Xunuo uttered a single word: "Break."
The Purple Light Halberd trembled once, and then the Black Curtain emitted a sound like a torn leather, a loud "bang."
Countless black fragments scattered in all directions. The Triangular Black Banner suddenly brightened, and a ball of Black Flame ignited on its surface, turning to ash in an instant.
The Elder, who was in the midst of casting a spell, trembled violently, black blood gushing from all seven orifices.
Xunuo glanced at the Elder and knew that regardless of the outcome of their duel, this battle would mark the end of his life.
Xunuo certainly would not allow him to drag him down to the Underworld. He pointed at the Elder and said, "Cut."
The Purple Light Halberd pointed towards the Elder with a snap. In the next moment, it struck the Oil Lamp suspended before him. The Oil Lamp shattered instantly, offering no resistance whatsoever.
Then it effortlessly sliced through the Elder, cleaving him in half from head to toe.
At the same time, the Purple Light Halberd shook violently, shattering his soul on the spot. Xunuo was deeply wary of him and dared not leave any future troubles.
The purple light halberd did not stop there; it swept across in an instant. Within moments, this space was cleansed entirely, leaving not even a single lingering spirit behind.
At this moment, Xunuo finally sat down cross-legged with a flushed face. After meditating for a while, he raised his head to look at Thunderstorm. Thunderstorm frowned in deep thought, scratching his head in confusion.
Xunuo took Heavenly Fragrance Jade Dew, which did not escape Thunderstorm's notice. He knew more about the effects and side effects of Heavenly Fragrance Jade Dew than Xunuo himself did.
If Thunderstorm were to consume it, the harm to itself would be much less. This is because the magical power of Thunderstorm is far superior to that of Xunuo.
However, Thunderstorm believed that even if it consumed Heavenly Fragrance Jade Dew, it would no longer have the ability to delve into unknown areas. It needed to find a safe zone to recover its body.
Thunderstorm naturally knew that Xunuo's magical power was not as strong as its own. Given its current condition, it could not continue any further.
As for venturing alone into unknown territory, Thunderstorm had no such luxury. It was well aware of its own capabilities.
After a moment of contemplation, Thunderstorm said, "Since we cannot go deeper, let's return to the previous space. We will hold that area and wait for our friend Mei Sanli and the others to regroup before making further plans. This way, we won't let any information slip past us."
Xunuo nodded, understanding that this was the safest course of action at the moment. The two gathered their storage bags and other belongings before turning back to the previous space.
This time, Xunuo suffered severe injuries. However, compared to the last time it consumed Heavenly Fragrance Jade Dew, it was much better off. At least Dantian did not feel like it was about to explode, and its mind remained clear.
The broken Meridian and displaced organs were already the best outcome for Xunuo.
Of course, being unable to engage in combat or even protect itself made Xunuo particularly anxious. Finding a safe area to heal became an urgent matter. The previous safe space was naturally the best choice.
As soon as Xunuo entered the safety of the Defensive Array, it activated its own Magic Shield and sat down in meditation. Meanwhile, Thunderstorm sat beside Xunuo, acting as a Guardian.
In this space, there were many cultivators healing and recovering their magical power. There was no need for anyone to act as a guardian for them.
Some teams hunting for Yin Soul Stones would send back teammates with minor injuries to heal on their own without worrying about ambushes in the safe zone because no one dared to attack there.
Thunderstorm was well aware of these circumstances. By doing this, it served two purposes: first, to show Xunuo that it valued them highly; second, to blend in with these cultivators and observe the situation.
Xunuo had no time to dwell on his thoughts and immediately focused on healing his injuries.
The severed meridians and displaced organs were serious issues that could potentially sever his cultivation and even cost him his life in the Underground City.
Moreover, such injuries could not be healed in the short term. A period of seclusion for quiet meditation would be the safest approach, but there was no time for that now.
Xunuo had no choice but to rely on the power of the Medicine Stone to reconnect his meridians and restore the position of his organs, preventing his injuries from worsening and threatening his very existence.
He couldn't help but sigh at his unfortunate fate.
It seemed that since embarking on the path of cultivation, he had been constantly caught between fleeing for his life and healing his wounds.
It was nothing like in the Mundane Martial World, where he could walk freely with a sword in hand. Though there were occasional hardships, most of the time he swept through the world with ease.
However, Xunuo also understood that there was no turning back. Not only were there taboos between immortals and mortals, but even within himself, there was no thought of retreat. His current strength and perspective made it difficult to view ordinary people as equals.
While he might have spoken of them as ants in words, in terms of power, there was indeed a vast chasm between them.
This time, Xunuo spent eight days healing his injuries in seclusion. He was awakened from his meditation by a thunderstorm.
This kind of healing or cultivation of spells and magical power during seclusion required heightened awareness. It was different from the life-and-death struggle of breaking through a bottleneck.
At present, Xunuo could only barely align his organs and reconnect his meridians.
He had not yet stabilized his realm; the meridians remained in an extremely fragile state. As he circulated his magical power, it could only flow weakly. He feared that casting a powerful spell might cause the affected meridians to sever once more.
Xunuo opened his eyes and saw Thunderstorm lying sideways, gazing intently at a particular spot in space.
There, two groups of people were entering the magic circle from outside.
However, it was clear that one group had just returned from an unknown area of the Underground City, while the other had just come down from the surface.
Both groups entered the magic circle almost simultaneously and immediately noticed each other's presence, creating a tense standoff. They stood at opposite ends of the magic circle, glaring at each other with hostility, the air thick with tension as if it could ignite at any moment.
Yet, within the magic circle, none of the Zhu Xiu paid them any mind. Some were meditating, others were healing their wounds, simply avoiding these newcomers and steering clear of trouble.
In fact, such encounters happened almost daily in the Underground City. Enemies would see each other and feel an intense animosity but could only resort to fighting in unknown areas.
Here, they could only clash in spirit, too lazy to engage in verbal sparring.
Noticing Thunderstorm's tense expression and serious demeanor, Xunuo couldn't help but scrutinize the newcomers.
Six individuals descended from the passageway into the magic circle. This group was clearly fresh to the Underground City, appearing polished and well-groomed. Leading them was an elderly man in a yellow robe.
The other group consisted of only four people, and it was hard to tell who their leader was. All four looked disheveled and battered. Two of them bore particularly severe injuries: a middle-aged cultivator with a severed arm and an old woman whose face was ashen and lifeless.
As the two sides faced off like arch-nemeses, Xunuo curiously turned to Thunderstorm for clarification.
With a worried expression, Thunderstorm began to explain. It turned out that he recognized both groups of cultivators; he had at least heard of them before.
These two teams were also involved in plotting around the upcoming Cloud City Foundation Pill auction. Now that they had crossed paths here, it was certain they were both after the same goal.
If both sides were to engage in a fierce battle, resulting in mutual destruction, it would be the best outcome for Thunderstorm.
Currently, both Xunuo and Thunderstorm were unable to delve deeper into the unknown areas of the Underground City. They also could not stop others from descending to search for the rebels of the Limitless Merchant Alliance.
However, Thunderstorm was still worried about another matter: whether the four Cultivators who had returned from the unknown areas of the Underground City had obtained information about the source of the Foundation Pill.
In principle, any Cultivator returning from the unknown areas of the Underground City had this possibility.
Xunuo, aware of how much time he had spent healing, questioned, "Aren't these individuals the ones who entered the unknown areas of the Underground City while I was healing?"
Thunderstorm shook his head. Seeing this, Xunuo also subtly shook his head; it truly was a significant problem.
Xunuo realized that in this chaotic situation, they were unable to gather any traces of their magical energy.
With that, Xunuo felt helpless and looked at Thunderstorm, who shrugged his shoulders in response, indicating there was nothing they could do.
However, Thunderstorm quickly introduced Xunuo to the situation regarding these two groups of Cultivators.
Both teams were renowned figures among the Southern Loose Cultivators.
In fact, once a Loose Cultivator reached this level, they began strategizing and working hard towards advancing to the Foundation Establishment Stage. Small organizations among Loose Cultivators emerged as a result.
These two organizations were among those that Thunderstorm referred to as some of the most powerful groups.
Nevertheless, these small organizations typically operated within their own defined territories.
In their spare time, they were all focused on cultivating spells, refining magical artifacts, and generally enhancing their strength in preparation for obtaining the Foundation Pill. There would be no chance of meeting face to face; most of what they knew about each other came from hearsay.
If they were to meet, it would surely be a life-and-death struggle.
This was because their encounters would likely occur while searching for the Ancient Cultivation Cave, vying for Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures. Each sought a slim chance to establish a foundation, and under such circumstances, neither side would willingly yield the Main Road.
Moreover, even if one side were to retreat, in order to prevent information leaks that could lead to endless troubles, they would eliminate any potential witnesses and cut off all ties.
Just like this time when they encountered the Ghostly Cultivator. It was the same group that had been wiped out by Thunderstorm last time. The Ghostly Cultivator had merely been fortunate enough to escape death.
This time, however, it was only the Ghostly Cultivator who had an irreconcilable feud with Thunderstorm.
The other two cultivators were also determined to fight to the end; their motivations had nothing to do with personal grudges but rather the struggle for the Main Road.
Xunuo sighed at this point, realizing that he too was caught in this situation, fighting for a sliver of Vitality. It was hard to say whether it was sweet or bitter.
After a moment, the two parties began to communicate discreetly. Their expressions varied greatly, and their discussions appeared quite intense. In the blink of an eye, the two groups surprisingly converged in one place, sitting together in a circle on an open patch of ground, whispering nervously.
Xunuo felt inexperienced in such matters, while Thunderstorm looked on with suspicion and unease. This situation was highly unusual; after pondering for a while, Thunderstorm could not discern the reason behind it. All he could do was silently observe these individuals and wait for Mei Sanli and his teammates to arrive.
At this point, Xunuo felt powerless. Moreover, the two of them could not reveal themselves; otherwise, they would either be calculating against others or become targets for slaughter at any moment.
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