Mortal: Fairy Song Yu has issued you a task.

Chapter 26 The Power of the Talisman

The sudden, deadly threat set off alarm bells in Lin Jingchu's mind, sending chills down his spine!

Just as he was about to turn the Mist Mirror around to defend, a soft, delicate body with a faint orchid fragrance pressed against his back.

"Buzz—!"

The jade conch emitted a high-pitched chime, and concentric circles of condensed, pale blue sound waves rippled outwards. At the same time, the ice crystal artifact also emitted a dazzling seven-colored spiritual light.

Just two zhang behind Lin Jingchu, a transparent flying sword was forced to reveal its true form and remained suspended in mid-air.

At the same time, the Mist Mirror in front of him also trembled violently, struck by another invisible flying sword that attacked from the front. Although it was not broken, it was knocked backward more than a foot.

"This is the ultimate technique of Hidden Sword Peak—Hidden Dust Sword Technique!" Song Yu turned his head slightly and said urgently, "The flying sword he controls is already almost colorless and formless. Now, with the enhancement of essence blood, it is even more unpredictable."

"Why do you all have top-tier protective magical artifacts?!"

Seeing that the series of attacks had been thwarted once again, Meng Guanyun roared angrily and made a sword gesture, causing the two flying swords to change direction again.

Lin Jingchu and Song Yu did not answer. The two stood back to back, one in front and one behind, focused on defense.

The two flying swords, which had once again vanished without a trace, launched attack after attack.

The crisp sound of metal clashing against metal and the buzzing of jade snails filled the air.

"Senior sister, we can't continue this passive defense; our spiritual energy simply can't outlast them! Do you have any countermeasures?"

Although Lin Jingchu still had some talismans on him, they were all low-grade and probably wouldn't even be able to interfere with Meng Guanyun.

After all, sword cultivators are inherently stronger than ordinary cultivators at the same cultivation level, not to mention that their opponent was a whole cultivation level higher. If it weren't for the murderous aura attacking his mind and driving him mad, leaving him only with the desire to attack relentlessly, he and Song Yu would have already been defeated.

"I don't have any powerful offensive magic weapons or talismans, but I just used the smoke and dust to send out a communication talisman. I just need to hold out until my mother comes to my aid."

Lin Jingchu's heart sank. He was familiar with the roars he heard when the stone chamber collapsed, including names like Long Hanfengbing and Tian Sha Zhenjun.

Whether Song Fengzhu can escape to come to the rescue, and when he can come, are completely uncertain unknowns.

"Senior sister, do you have a way to temporarily suppress this Senior Brother Meng and prevent him from moving for even a moment? I have a talisman!"

"A talisman?!"

Song Yu's astonishment was instantly evident; he never expected that Lin Jingchu, a mere Qi Refining cultivator, would possess such a treasure. But then a thought flashed through his mind: if the talisman was used, Meng Guanyun would surely die.

She hesitated for a moment, then her beautiful eyes turned cold: "Junior brother, just activate the talisman! Leave the rest to your senior sister!"

Having said that, she no longer held back her spiritual power. The jade conch shone brightly and transformed into a shooting star, rushing straight towards Meng Guanyun.

Although Meng Guanyun was in a frenzied state, he instantly sensed something was wrong and immediately recalled his two flying swords, riding them with the grace of a dragon to dodge the jade snail.

However, just as he dodged again—

"Clang! Clang!"

Several rock chains, gleaming with metallic luster, burst forth from the surrounding rock walls, instantly binding him tightly.

"Intermediate-level talisman—Golden Stone Lock?!"

Meng Guanyun was filled with shock and anger. His sword light shone brightly, and his flying sword slashed wildly at the rock chains on his body like a meat grinder. In an instant, several chains broke!

However, in that brief delay, the jade snail had already flown to the top of his head.

hum-

The jade conch spun rapidly, suddenly emitting a ring of blue sound waves like a curtain of light, which, like an invisible mountain, firmly suppressed Meng Guanyun in place.

"Junior brother, hurry and do it! This technique consumes a great deal of spiritual energy!"

"immediately!"

Lin Jingchu was already sitting cross-legged on the ground, a golden talisman floating quietly in front of him. His spiritual energy surged and boiled, rushing wildly into the talisman.

The golden patterns on the talisman seemed to come alive, and a banner slowly condensed into shape in mid-air.

Seeing this, Meng Guanyun knew that death was imminent. He forced out another drop of essence blood, and his face instantly turned ashen, like a demon.

The twin swords that absorbed the essence of blood transformed into more than ten sword shadows, attacking like a storm.

"Ding-dong—"

Just as the rain of swords was about to engulf Lin Jingchu and Song Yu, a golden bell with five dragons descended.

Song Yu then unleashed another intermediate-level talisman. Meng Guanyun launched a frenzied attack, creating countless cracks in the golden bell, but ultimately failed to break it before the talisman was activated.

"Blazing Sun Banner, rise!" Lin Jingchu shouted, and a banner about ten feet in size, black with gold patterns, was hung above his head.

The flag moved without wind, radiating a terrifying, domineering, and scorching pressure!

Under Fu Baowei's pressure, Meng Guanyun, who had fallen into madness, surprisingly regained his clarity. Kneeling on the ground within the light screen, he cried out in panic:

"Wait! I am the eldest son of the Meng family, and Junior Brother Lin, we are fellow disciples. I know I was wrong, I surrender, you can't kill me!"

Lin Jingchu's response was to point his fingers together like a sword.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!—"

Six golden fireballs, each the size of a human head, roared out from the banner, trailing fiery tails as they slammed down.

With a change of hand gesture, Song Yu sent the spinning jade conch back as a streak of light.

With the suppression gone, Meng Guanyun hurriedly got up and dodged, only managing to run a few steps.

boom--

A blinding golden-white light, accompanied by a deafening roar, exploded in the cave, causing it to tremble violently and sending rocks crashing down.

A shockwave carrying a wave of fire swept out, causing the golden bell to shake violently.

Uncle Mu, who had been sitting cross-legged in the distance suppressing the evil energy, was shocked. Just as he was about to disregard the surging evil energy within him and defend himself, a golden bell instantly formed and protected him.

The scorching heatwave and flying debris lasted for several breaths before gradually subsiding.

The explosion site was charred black, and a huge crater, more than ten feet long, was blasted into the solid rock ground.

As for Meng Guanyun?

It had all vanished into thin air, leaving only a tattered piece of armor embedded in the rock wall.

But a new crisis has emerged, as the explosion has caused enormous damage to the cave.

The rock formations overhead groaned under the weight, and countless pebbles and stalactites fell, splashing water everywhere in the underground river that was two or three meters wide.

"Quickly! This place is about to collapse!" Song Yu dispelled the Golden Bell Shield and quickly came to Uncle Mu's side, sticking a Clarity Talisman on his body to help suppress the evil energy.

Lin Jingchu was secretly astonished. As expected of Song Yu, she had used four mid-grade talismans in a short time, probably costing four or five hundred spirit stones.

As he sighed, he put away his magical artifacts and talismans, and was about to flee when he caught a glimpse of two flying swords stuck in the rubble.

With a wave of his hand, the two gleaming flying swords were stored in his storage bag.

Sword cultivators rely on their flying swords, and these two swords are definitely top-tier magical artifacts.

During the fierce battle just now, his Mist Mirror would have been pierced long ago if it weren't for the Cloud-Woven Robe hidden inside it. Even so, the mirror body was covered with pits.

After quickly collecting his spoils, Lin Jingchu hurriedly followed Song Yu and Uncle Mu amidst the rain of falling rocks.