Mythical Cultivation

Chapter 553 The Next Unlucky Guy

In an instant, countless magical artifacts, talismans, and strange arts surged forth like a tidal wave, overwhelming the man in black!

Faced with this overwhelming and fierce offensive, even the black-clad man, who was as strong as a pseudo-core cultivator, found that the originally indestructible black line defensive barrier in front of him began to tremble slightly, as if it might collapse at any moment.

Seeing numerous cultivators surging towards him like a tide, commanding their magical treasures and spells to attack him, the man in black couldn't help but feel a ripple in his heart.

However, this slight fluctuation was fleeting, because for him, a seasoned veteran with formidable strength, the pressure from these enemies was negligible.

Nevertheless, just to be on the safe side, the man in black decided to slightly enhance his defenses.

With a thought, he swiftly formed hand seals, and a continuous stream of true energy surged from his body, flowing into the circular defensive artifact above his head.

With the continuous input of true essence, the already incredibly sturdy magical artifact now emitted an even more dazzling spiritual light.

It stood like an impregnable fortress protecting the man in black, rendering the attacks of the dozen or so cultivators in the arena futile.

At the same time, a cold and disdainful laugh suddenly exploded in everyone's hearts: Hahahaha... How dare you ants stop me from killing the person I want to kill? Today is your death day!

Before the laughter subsided, the Blood-Weeping Whip, which had been wrapped around an elderly rogue cultivator, suddenly broke free and transformed into a streak of crimson lightning, hurtling straight toward the group of cultivators with lightning speed.

Faced with this sudden turn of events, the cultivators who were besieging the man in black were all greatly alarmed.

They began to employ all available protective measures in an attempt to withstand the attacks of the Bloodthirsty Whip.

In an instant, the various light shields and protective barriers on the cultivators intertwined in the air to form a dazzling and colorful light curtain, protecting themselves.

The Blood-Weeping Whip, like a nimble venomous snake, darted through the air, leaving behind a series of chilling afterimages.

It skillfully evaded the obstruction of several cultivators, and as if it possessed its own consciousness, it kept searching for its next target—the poor person who was about to become the unlucky one.

This man in black possesses the strength of a pseudo-core cultivator; in a one-on-one fight, none of the people present could contend with him.

However, reality was cruel. He was not facing a single opponent, but a dozen or so experts ranging from the late Foundation Establishment stage to the peak Foundation Establishment stage!

Surrounded by so many cultivators, even if he was a fake Core Formation cultivator, he couldn't unleash the full power of his magic weapon, the Blood-Weeping Whip.

Left with no other choice, he had to settle for second best and select relatively weaker opponents from among the many cultivators as his targets.

The unfortunate rogue cultivator who was caught in the previous incident was the one he made in a hurry.

At this moment, the other cultivators in the arena, seeing that the Blood-Weeping Whip had not struck them, were secretly relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

They knew that as long as they didn't attract the attention of the men in black, they could temporarily avoid suffering serious damage.

Therefore, these monks unanimously slowed down their movements, trying to keep a low profile so as not to become the next target of the men in black.

After speeding across the battlefield for several breaths, the Blood-Weeping Whip nimbly weaved through the group of cultivators.

Suddenly, as if it had determined something, the Blood-Weeping Whip abruptly changed direction and flew straight towards a young cultivator!

This young cultivator was none other than Wu Ming, the only cultivator at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage among the many cultivators who were besieging the man in black.

In the blink of an eye, the Blood-Weeping Whip had already approached Wu Ming like lightning, and it looked like it was about to strike him, causing him to repeat the same mistake as that old cultivator.

However, just as this thrilling scene was about to unfold...

With a soft "hum", a crystal-clear, glass-colored pagoda suddenly appeared above Wu Ming's head!

The pagoda appeared as if a divine weapon had descended, radiating dazzling, shimmering light the moment it appeared.

These rays of light, like nimble threads, descended one after another, weaving into a dazzling and colorful light shield that stood perfectly between the Bloodthirsty Whip and Wu Ming, blocking the Bloodthirsty Whip's incomparably fierce attack.

This is Wu Ming's defensive magic weapon, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda. Even during the battle, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda was always ready to defend against the enemy's attack.

Although he was prepared, Wu Ming felt no joy at the attack by the men in black.

On the contrary, he secretly lamented: he knew that although the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda was a top-grade magic artifact, it was by no means indestructible.

Moreover, given his current cultivation level, the difference between him and the man in black is too great. It would be too much of a stretch to expect him to use the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda to resist the oncoming Blood-Weeping Whip!

Sure enough, only two or three breaths had passed.

The once solid, glass-colored light shield began to show fine cracks.

Immediately afterwards, these cracks spread rapidly, becoming more and more obvious, until finally, unable to withstand the pressure, they shattered with a crash!

Fortunately, Wu Ming had foreseen this situation and had already determined that the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda would not be able to stop the attack from the men in black.

So in those brief two or three breaths, he had already taken out two talismans from his storage bag and activated them. These two talismans were actually second-tier high-grade talismans—the Vajra Talisman!

In an instant, the light shone brightly, and the two talismans condensed into two incredibly sturdy shields, like copper walls and iron ramparts, standing firmly in front of him.

At the same time, Pan Ning and Chu Nan's reinforcements finally arrived.

Seeing that Wu Ming was in danger, they launched a fierce offensive without hesitation.

However, at this moment, their magical weapons were being used to deal with the mysterious and unpredictable man in black, and they were unable to break away to help.

Therefore, the two made a quick decision to use magic to help Wu Ming withstand the fierce attack of the Blood-Weeping Whip.

With a sharp "snap," Pan Ning suddenly swung his right hand and lightly patted his waist.

Immediately afterwards, a strange bee, as large as a human head and shimmering with metallic light, emerged.

As soon as the strange bee appeared, it shot straight at the Blood-Weeping Whip like an arrow, spitting out a jet of pitch-black, highly toxic liquid.

The venom seemed to possess the power to corrode everything; upon contact with the Bloodthirsty Whip, it immediately triggered a series of chilling "sizzling" sounds.

The once menacing Blood Whip, after suffering such intense erosion, has noticeably slowed down, and even its power has been greatly reduced.

Even so, it still refused to give up easily and continued to launch a fierce attack on Wu Ming.