Mortal Alchemy

On the arena stage.

White mist swirled, blocking people's divine sense.

“Yan Chunlong's Illusion Spiritual Root is truly powerful…” Chen Ping marveled.

The world of cultivation is so vast, there is nothing that isn't strange.

“This is already the nth round, yet information about her combat strength is not revealed at all.”

“If I encounter her, I can only go all out instantly.”

This woman has at least two Rank Three magical treasures, coupled with the Illusion Spiritual Root, as well as her techniques and moves.

At this stage of the Nascent Soul Seed battle, she is still extremely mysterious.

“Could this woman's combat strength be even above Lu Shuiyi's?”

This is highly possible. Deceit and unexpectedness, why not?

Half a cup of tea's time after the white mist appeared, the battle ended. On the arena, only Yan Chunlong remained.

“Next battle…”

The battles progressed quickly.

As Chen Ping expected, Lu Jianyi and Shi Feilan did not fight. Disciples of the same sect simply conceded and flew off the stage, ending the battle.

It was Chen Ping's turn to go on stage again.

Yan Renzhong wore a purple dress, looking tall and beautiful.

“Begin.”

As the voice fell.

Chen Ping erupted with overwhelming sword intent, coupled with the ink-black sword qi, slashing towards Yan Renzhong!

Among Foundation Establishment cultivators, sword steel condensing into baleful aura is practically invincible!

This Yan Renzhong is a cultivator from the Wonderful Desire Pavilion. This woman is skilled in bewitchment and illusions.

In previous matches, she had always bewildered her opponents, easily winning.

With a single sword strike, Chen Ping's sword missed. That Yan Renzhong actually turned into a bubble and dissipated.

Yan Renzhong's voice rang in Chen Ping's ear: “Fellow Daoist Chen, you really don't know how to cherish women. Be a little gentler with me.”

“Coming up so forcefully, I can't take it.”

As she spoke, it was as if she was whispering in Chen Ping's ear.

Chen Ping's hair immediately stood on end. He activated Sword Qi Embodiment, and ink-black sword qi armor instantly appeared.

Even so, Chen Ping was half a step too late, and was slightly affected by Yan Renzhong's bewitching spell.

Chen Ping's eyes sometimes could not see Yan Renzhong, and sometimes the entire arena was filled with countless Yan Renzhongs.

Even closing his eyes and using his divine sense, it was still the same.

Who could reach this stage without being a strong person? This Yan Renzhong's bewitching illusion could even make the cultivator's divine sense lose its ability to distinguish.

“Since that's the case.” Chen Ping raised the Violet Firmament Sword in his hand: “Azure Lotus Skyfire!”

Thousands of ink-black sword qi instantly appeared, not attacking a single point, but sweeping across the entire vast arena!

This woman can bewitch him, but she can't bewitch the sword qi!

The huge arena began to disintegrate and collapse, the stones turning into dust under the power of the sword baleful aura.

And in the northwest direction of Chen Ping, the sword qi was blocked.

In Chen Ping's eyes and divine sense, that place was empty, with nothing there.

“Myriad Instruments Sword Pinnacle!”

The Aurora Sword emitted a violent sword cry, and the wildly changing sword qi suddenly burst out, covering the sky and earth, and then condensed into a small point, pouncing towards that place.

Yan Renzhong's expression changed drastically, her lips tightly bitten, and her figure hurriedly retreated, not daring to directly take Chen Ping's move.

What a joke, Chen Ping's move could shatter even a Rank Three magical treasure with one sword strike, what could she use to resist?

Anyway, she couldn't compete for the Heavenly Maiden Tears. Getting a top ten ranking would also get her a generous reward, why risk damaging her magical treasure to fight Chen Ping to the death.

Yan Renzhong's resentful voice sounded:

“Although I know I can't defeat Fellow Daoist Chen, Fellow Daoist Chen only used two moves, truly amazing…”

She took the initiative to withdraw from the arena stage, and then was teleported out.

A moment later, Chen Ping's divine sense perception returned to normal.

In this battle, he also won quite easily.

Now he doesn't need to hold back, starting with all his strength.

Chen Ping flew back to the white jade flying boat.

Next was Mu Yeyue against Mo Daoliu. After a hundred moves, Mo Daoliu of the Celestial Sect won.

The entire Nascent Soul Seed battle situation was completely clear. The top six were Lu Jianyi of the Demon Subduing Sect, Yan Chunlong of the Celestial Sect, Shi Feilan of the Wonderful Desire Pavilion, Chen Ping of the Eastern Profound Sect, Mo Daoliu of the Celestial Sect, and Xie Feiyu of the Demon Subduing Sect.

The next round of battles was crucial.

The remaining six jade tokens flew out, colliding in the air.

“If there is a big hand controlling things behind the scenes, then in this battle, I will fight Yan Chunlong.”

Among the five people, this woman is the most mysterious, and seems to be able to restrain Chen Ping.

“Clatter—”

As Chen Ping expected, Chen Ping's jade token collided with Yan Chunlong's jade token.

And it was the first battle of this round.

Xie Feiyu against Shi Feilan.

Lu Jianyi against Mo Daoliu.

Seeing this result, a sharp glint flashed in Chen Ping's eyes:

“If Shi Feilan can defeat Xie Feiyu, then she will be the one who gets a bye in the next round.”

Without even experiencing the next round, or even the final battle, she could easily obtain a bottle of Heavenly Maiden Tears that countless people pursue in their lifetime.

“Good calculation.” Chen Ping sighed inwardly.

“Next battle.”

Chen Ping once again stepped onto the stage, starting with Sword Qi Embodiment.

Then.

Yan Chunlong stepped onto the stage, her eyes filled with intense hatred and killing intent towards Chen Ping.

It seemed that she was extremely dissatisfied with Chen Ping's humiliation and elimination of Lu Shuiyi.

The next moment.

Her skirt fluttered. In an instant, the huge arena was filled with white mist, hindering people's vision, and the divine sense was even more obstructed, unable to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

However, Chen Ping did not immediately use his sword qi, but immediately cast: “Nether King's Kowtow!”

“Die, die, die, die, die!”

The phantom of the one-armed Nether King appeared, kowtowing down towards the direction where Yan Chunlong stepped onto the stage.

He had to strike first to find Yan Chunlong's flaws, instead of being led by her nose, causing him to lose the match!

Chen Ping had already come this far, so naturally he wanted to compete for the Heavenly Maiden Tears.

If he were to lose to Yan Chunlong here, wouldn't it be a complete waste of effort?

“Hmph!” In the mist, Chen Ping heard Yan Chunlong's painful groan.

Then a cold light flashed in Chen Ping's eyes, and he raised the Aurora Sword in his hand: “Eight Extremes Sword Manifestation!”

Sword light flew out from the Aurora Sword, occupying eight different positions, and ink-black sword qi attacked in different directions, in order to help Chen Ping completely lock onto Yan Chunlong's position and whereabouts.

However, Chen Ping discovered something strange.

The sword qi of the Eight Extremes Sword Manifestation all missed.

Chen Ping frowned:

“Azure Lotus Skyfire!”

Thousands of ink-black sword qi instantly covered the entire arena. However, it still did not attack Yan Chunlong, helping Chen Ping to lock onto her whereabouts.

It was as if Yan Chunlong did not exist on this arena.

But the thick, lingering white mist reminded Chen Ping that Yan Chunlong was on the arena.

Chen Ping frowned tightly, lowered his head to look, and the gray-white small bead was motionless. He used the gray-white small bead to confirm that he was not under an illusion.

Chen Ping suddenly thought of a possibility:

“This woman, not only has the Illusion Spiritual Root, but also has mastered methods similar to Shi Feilan's?”

The only possible explanation was that this woman was using spatial methods to avoid Chen Ping's attacks, and was secretly looking for an opportunity to approach him and then launch a sneak attack!

Thinking about it in this way, there was also an explanation for why Yan Chunlong had to set up white mist on the arena every time.