Chapter 48: Chapter 48: The 3rd Guardian Beast

With two people now inside, the once-stable Defensive Spirit Light immediately began to fluctuate. Song Min had no choice but to increase her Magical Power output to stabilize it again.

The Fire Flood Dragon’s body had dimmed after being struck by the Water Sword, but under the surge of Yu Yingwu’s Magical Power, its fearsome presence roared back to life.

He glared at Yang Jing, his face twisted with hatred.

Yu Yingwu could never have imagined that a mere Early Stage Qi Cultivation Cultivator had managed to deceive his senses and activate the Grand Array.

His Jade Pendant Spiritual Artifact was an Upper Grade Spiritual Artifact, created by carving a Restriction into a piece of Fire Spirit Profound Jade. When used to cast Fire Element Magic, it drastically increased both his casting speed and the magic’s power. Relying on this artifact, he had once overpowered a formidable enemy, burning them to cinders.

BOOM!

The Fire Flood Dragon roared, incinerating the Blood Shadow Mosquitoes in its path before slamming directly into the Defensive Spiritual Artifact.

In an instant, Yang Jing’s vision was completely consumed by the flames beyond the Spiritual Light. The raging inferno lasted for over a dozen breaths before finally dissipating. The green-brick-paved ground had been melted, transformed into a pool of dazzling red magma.

Even through the Spiritual Light, he could feel the searing heat of the Spiritual Fire.

“Whatever you’ve got, use it now! My Magical Power won’t last much longer.”

Song Min’s face went pale, a clear sign her Magical Power was nearly depleted.

Yang Jing took a bottle of Spirit Recovery Pills from his Storage Bag and handed it to her. Spirit Recovery Pills were considered one of the best types of Spirit Pills for restoring Magical Power during the Qi Cultivation Stage. For an Early Stage Qi Cultivation Cultivator, a single pill could fully replenish their Magical Power in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. As long as one didn’t take more than five in a row, there was no need to worry about Elixir Poison contaminating one’s Magical Power.

This entire bottle of Spirit Recovery Pills consisted of Substandard products from Iron Head’s Alchemy sessions, which Yang Jing had set aside for gifts or trades. He just never imagined that before he could sell a single one, the Independent Cultivators of San Yuanli would be nearly wiped out.

Song Min took the Jade Bottle and opened it. She was surprised to find they were all Middle Grade pills. After swallowing one, she immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, recovering her Magical Power while continuing to sustain the Defensive Spiritual Artifact.

Yang Jing then took out a Cyan Thunder Talisman and began channeling Magical Power into it.

Among all forms of Magic, Thunder Technique was unquestionably the most powerful, and also notoriously difficult to master. A single Cyan Thunder Talisman cost twenty Spirit Stones—a price far exceeding that of ordinary Talismans—and could instantly kill most Tier One Demon Beasts.

But for all its strengths, the Cyan Thunder Talisman had significant weaknesses. First, activation was extremely difficult, requiring at least twenty breaths of time. The process was also incredibly conspicuous, leaving no room for stealth. Second, it consumed an enormous amount of Magical Power. While ordinary Talismans used almost none, activating a single Cyan Thunder Talisman demanded at least half the reserves of a Qi Cultivation Third Layer cultivator. Someone at the First Layer of Qi Cultivation had such shallow reserves they couldn’t even meet the minimum requirement to activate it.

This made it very difficult to find an opportunity to use a Cyan Thunder Talisman in the middle of Magical Combat.

While pulling out a Turtle Shell, Yu Yingwu frantically channeled his Magical Power, summoning roaring Fire Flood Dragons, fire horses, and Fire Phoenixes to bombard the Spiritual Light. The surging Spiritual Fire was so intense that it startled the Blood Shadow Mosquitoes, which took to the sky in a dense, dark cloud to escape the terrifying flames.

Suddenly, from within the dazzling, scorching Spiritual Fire, a shocking bolt of lightning flared to life. It sliced through the airborne flames like a sharp sword and shot directly toward Yu Yingwu.

Yu Yingwu hastily activated the Turtle Shell, holding it up for protection.

The searing lightning slammed into the Turtle Shell, burning bright, lingering traces of electricity into the air.

Yang Jing’s Magical Power was incomparably purer now than it had been initially, so the power of the activated Thunder Talisman was naturally on another level. Struck by the Cyan Thunder, the Turtle Shell—a Middle Grade Defensive Spiritual Artifact—trembled violently, but it managed to hold.

Yu Yingwu felt his Magical Power drain away. He hastily swallowed a Qi Recovery Elixir and looked up. The corner of his eye began to twitch, and the hair on the back of his neck stood on end.

Because Yang Jing had taken out another Cyan Thunder Talisman and was methodically channeling Magical Power into it.

“Just how many Cyan Thunder Talismans do you have?”

Even Song Min was struggling to maintain her composure. Cyan Thunder Talismans were incredibly expensive—costing more than most Independent Cultivators earned in a year—and had so few practical uses that there was virtually no market for them. Almost no one ever bought them.

At most, Foundation Establishment Clans might purchase them in bulk to break through an enemy’s Array during a conflict.

“Don’t worry,” Yang Jing said, his eyes fixed on Yu Yingwu. “With Cyan Thunder Talismans and Spirit Recovery Pills, as long as you can block his Magic, Fellow Daoist Song, I can blast every single one of his Defensive Spiritual Artifacts to smithereens.”

Yu Yingwu had a reputation for fearing powerful opponents and fleeing from battle. Seeing no hope of victory, he recalled his two Magical Artifacts and turned to run. However, he had just incinerated over a thousand Blood Shadow Mosquitoes with his Spiritual Fire, and the vengeful swarm was not about to let him escape.

A cloud of the insects descended with a furious buzz, swarming around him.

Yu Yingwu could only raise a Token and scream as he tried to escape:

“You can’t kill me! We’re on the same side! We’re on the same side!”

The low-intelligence Blood Shadow Mosquitoes couldn’t understand a word he was saying. They latched onto the Spiritual Light of his Defensive Spiritual Artifact in a dense, writhing mass. The immense drain on his Magical Power instantly turned his face pale.

BOOM!

The next moment, a serpentine bolt of lightning slammed into the Defensive Spiritual Artifact. It not only turned the surrounding Blood Shadow Mosquitoes to charcoal but also pierced through the Spiritual Light and struck Yu Yingwu squarely.

The searing Cyan Thunder exploded, blowing Yu Yingwu to pieces.

Yang Jing tossed aside the spent Talisman Paper. He hadn’t expected that just two Cyan Thunder Talismans would be enough to deal with Yu Yingwu.

Even Song Min was speechless. Thunder Technique was violent and notoriously hard to control; even if an ordinary Independent Cultivator managed to activate it, hitting their target was another matter entirely. Yang Jing had landed two strikes in a row. His luck was incredible. ’Ever since he caught that Dragon Blood Carp, there have been rumors that he’s blessed by fortune. It seems they weren’t just empty words.’

“Our priority now is to reactivate the Demon Alarm Bell,” Yang Jing said. “Fuyuan Prefecture has Foundation Establishment Cultivators. If we can just get them here, they can wipe out these Demon Mosquitoes with a wave of their hand.”

The Blood Shadow Mosquitoes were still tirelessly gnawing at the Defensive Spirit Light. Everywhere they looked, there were dense masses of needle-like proboscises. Even the ones that broke off continued to scratch relentlessly at the barrier. With all other sources of blood in Huashan County consumed, the entire city’s population of Blood Shadow Mosquitoes was now converging on their position.

Song Min stood up, maintaining the Defensive Spirit Light. Braving the sky full of Blood Shadow Mosquitoes, she walked over to what was left of Yu Yingwu’s body and picked up the Token. Yang Jing had no choice but to follow close behind, lest he be swallowed by the swarm.

Just then, a figure wreathed in emerald flames appeared, hovering high above Huashan Town. It was accompanied by a blood-winged mosquito the size of a Flying Crane. A monstrous wave of Demonic Qi surged from the figure, instantly alerting the two cultivators below.

“Who are you?!”

Song Min stared at the emerald figure. Yang Jing noticed the hand she kept hidden behind her back was clenched into a fist, her nails digging so deeply into her palm that they drew blood.

Yang Jing looked up as well, and once his eyes fell on the giant Blood Shadow Mosquito, he couldn’t look away.

[Name]: Three Capitals Blood Demon Mosquito Mother

[Species Level]: Rare

[Power]: Great Demon

[Talent]: Concealing Breath (Rare), Red Blood Evil Scale Armor (Rare), Blood Absorption and Shadow Tracking (Rare), Cocoon Formation and Embryonic Development (Legendary)

[Cultivation Technique]: Nine Yin Blood Evil Scripture [Skill]: Blood Shadow Escape Technique, Nine Yin Gang Wind, Nine Yin Bone-Piercing Needle…

[Affinity]: -50

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