Daoist Competition
Chapter 107 - 18: The Heavens Unleash a Killing Aura, Slaughtering Throughout the Building (Part 3)

Chapter 107: Chapter 18: The Heavens Unleash a Killing Aura, Slaughtering Throughout the Building (Part 3)

As the sound echoed through the room, both individuals inside jolted with alarm. Almost simultaneously, a streak of green light pierced through the wall panel, suddenly flying toward Su YiAng. His eyes widened, his face full of terror. Just as he saw there was no way to dodge it, a point of white light suddenly emerged from his chest. With a crisp "clang," the light not only blocked the Divine Shuttle but also shattered the Spiritual Energy clinging to it, sending the Divine Shuttle rebounding back.

Only then did Su YiAng regain his senses. He let out a furious cry, "It’s Zhang Yan!"

Since birth, he had only ever managed internal affairs within the Su Family and had never encountered combat. That object just now must have been the legendary Ruyi Divine Shuttle. Realizing he had just brushed past the edge of death at Ghost Gate, he instinctively crouched behind a thick wooden pillar, clutching his head.

In that moment, a dense mist spread across the area, transforming the surroundings into a vast expanse of white in the blink of an eye.

Hiding behind the pillar, Su YiAng’s heart was filled with uncertainty and apprehension. Zhang Yan had suddenly appeared here—what about the forces he stationed earlier? Why was there no movement at all?

Ah, of course! He slapped his forehead. That Dharma Treasure gifted to him by his elder brother might be able to subdue Zhang Yan!

After fumbling in his sleeve for a moment, he finally grasped an object. Suddenly, a sense of imminent danger caused every muscle in his body to tense up completely.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the ominous green light once again flying at him. Its ferocious momentum was piercing, even managing to cut through the thick mist. Though Su YiAng’s expression was filled with panic, having the Dharma Treasure in hand gave him a sliver of confidence. Closing his eyes tightly, he threw the object upwards with rigid movements.

As soon as the object reached midair, it radiated dazzling light and revealed its form—an intricately patterned copper mirror. At that moment, the mirror’s surface flipped and released a blinding beam toward the area below. The beam of light seemed unaffected by the dense mist as it penetrated through the wooden pillar, locking the approaching Ruyi Divine Shuttle firmly in place.

Su YiAng clung to the pillar and peeked cautiously. He saw the Ruyi Divine Shuttle struggling left and right within the confines of the light, completely unable to break free. The tension on his face slightly eased, and he laughed wildly through the haze. "Zhang Yan, I anticipated you’d have a treasure associated with the elements of wood and metal, and sure enough, it’s the Ruyi Divine Shuttle! This copper mirror of mine..."

Before he could finish speaking, his body suddenly froze, the hair on his skin standing on end. Through the mist, a Cloud Pattern Red Pen silently emerged, causing his mouth to open in terror. In his daze, it appeared as if the pen was already at the tip of his nose.

It turned out Zhang Yan had realized earlier that the Ruyi Divine Shuttle couldn’t overcome the unknown treasure blocking it and that its Spiritual Energy had been dispersed. He immediately deduced that relying on a single artifact wouldn’t do, so this time, he went with a calculated strategy: using the Divine Shuttle openly to lure out Su YiAng’s copper mirror while secretly intending to kill him with the Proclamation Pen.

However, Zhang Yan’s cultivation was not advanced enough to wield two Dharma Treasures simultaneously, causing the timing between their strikes to be slightly off, reducing the effectiveness of his assault.

As the Proclamation Pen was about to strike Su YiAng, a shock ran through his body. The white light from earlier flew out of him again, meeting the attack head-on. The two collided, dispersing the Spirit Light on the pen, forcing it to retreat to Zhang Yan’s hand.

Though two strikes had resulted in nothing, Su YiAng narrowly avoided danger each time. Yet, his heart was now filled with boundless dread. This treasured copper mirror had been a gift from his elder brother, Su Yihong, who claimed it could withstand at least three direct strikes from Dharma Treasures. However, after the third strike, it would require refinement with Lifeblood Essence and Spiritual Liquid to be used again.

At this point, it had already endured two strikes. Zhang Yan clearly had more than two Dharma Treasures judging by his demeanor. If his enemy attacked recklessly, it would take at most two additional attempts for Su YiAng to be slain. Panic overtook him as the thought of fleeing crossed his mind. Yet, with his cultivation only at Ming Qi First Realm, the Golden Magnetic Copper Mirror required True Essence to sustain its activation, making it impossible to move. If the Ruyi Divine Shuttle broke free, death would be inevitable.

Faced with a life-or-death moment, he abandoned all pretense of grace and screamed hysterically, "Brother Wu! Brother Wu! Where are you? Why haven’t you acted yet? If I die, the Su Family won’t spare you!"

As the mist had spread moments ago, Wu Zhen swiftly retreated to a corner of the room, his expression extremely grim. Zhang Yan’s ability to ascend silently to the seventh floor of the tower spoke volumes about his extraordinary capabilities, making Wu Zhen approach the situation with the utmost caution. Reaching the corner, he finally felt somewhat secure.

Upon hearing Su YiAng’s sudden shouting, Wu Zhen frowned and a flicker of annoyance flashed across his eyes. In that instant, he began to question his decision to ally himself with Su YiAng.