Choice

Xu Muqi's voice was cold, as if he did not care about the life and death of his disciple, Xu Yunhe.

"Senior Brother, you've put in so much effort to help him plunder my Foundation Establishment resources. I think your disciple must have something special. Will you really give up on him?"

Zhu Zheng's voice was somewhat ethereal, coming from all directions, making it impossible to tell where he was.

He Qingge felt like he was on a roller coaster ride. It was quite exciting.

"Zhu Zheng, don't be so pretentious. There's no need to test me like this. If he dies, your Foundation Establishment resources will naturally belong to me," Xu Muqi said disdainfully.

Would anyone complain about having too many cultivation resources?

"Senior Brother, are you really so confident?"

As soon as Zhu Zheng's words fell, the bronze lamp that he had brought with him when he entered the room before instantly burst into flames.

The dark blue flames were glowing with specks of green light in the middle. The terrifying temperature made one's heart tremble.

He Qingge could clearly feel the temperature around him rising rapidly. He felt a strong burning sensation on his skin.

The flames transformed into a giant python that instantly attacked Xu Muqi.

The magic tool in Xu Muqi's hand flickered with a dreamy light. The seven-colored light instantly enveloped the fire python.

The ferocious flaming python instantly dissipated.

The bronze lamp floated in the air, and the flames inside flickered slightly.

He Qingge felt the intense pressure brought by the battle between the two of them. He felt that he could not resist their attacks at all.

The control of their strength had reached a rather exquisite level. The battle between them did not affect the people who were tied up at all.

Perhaps both of them had the intention of protecting their property.

The battle between the two was evenly matched, but the next moment, Xu Yunhe, who was bound by chains, suddenly screamed.

His voice was very shrill, as if he had suffered great pain.

In this short moment, the cry attracted Xu Muqi's attention.

Zhu Zheng's attacks instantly became fierce. The array formation was aided by a magic tool, and the double suppression caused Xu Muqi to be heavily injured. He spat out blood and flew backward.

His body slammed heavily against the wall, fresh blood trickling down from the corner of his mouth.

Xu Muqi clutched his chest and struggled to stand up, his arms trembling slightly.

It seemed that his injuries were not light, and the situation had turned around in an instant.

"Senior Brother, you really don't mean what you say. You even said that you didn't care about your disciple."

Zhu Zheng sneered.

"Junior Brother, come out and stop hiding. Otherwise, I'll destroy everything you've prepared.

"You should know that I'm not a person who will suffer losses. If this continues, I'll destroy this place. Anyway, it's not me who needs to rebuild my foundation."

Xu Muqi's voice was filled with anger.

This kind of battle was too passive. He could only passively defend. He did not know where Zhu Zheng was.

"Senior Brother, are you treating me like a fool? As long as you dare to move, I'll immediately turn your obedient disciple into ashes."

Zhu Zheng's voice was cold and emotionless, filled with disdain.

"Then today, I'll teach you a lesson." As soon as Xu Muqi finished speaking, the accumulated magic power instantly formed a huge palm in the sky.

He Qingge instantly recognized that it was the level-two spell—Hand of Magic.

The strength in the Qi Refinement Realm before the Foundation Establishment Realm was called spiritual power.

When one reached the Foundation Establishment Realm, they would convert the spiritual power in their bodies into magic power.

Although the name 'Hand of Magic' was quite ordinary, it was a level-two spell.

He used the magic power in his body to condense a third palm. The palm could move at will, just like his own palm.

It was quite convenient and flexible, even more flexible than his own palm.

As it was purely condensed from magic power, if one did not specialize in body cultivation, one's own palm would not be more powerful than the Hand of Magic.

The Hand of Magic was not the most powerful level-two spell, but its advantage was that it was flexible and versatile. It was well-prepared for both offense and defense.

A huge palm came crashing down from the sky, passing by the few trapped Qi Refinement cultivators who were the materials for the sacrificial array.

He Qingge was also one of the materials for the sacrificial array.

However, the power in their bodies and their throats were sealed, so they could not make a squeak. 

In contrast, Zhu Zheng controlled the array formation, forming several chains that combined with each other to form a huge palm.

It collided with Xu Muqi's Hand of Magic, and the collision instantly caused a powerful shockwave. The people who were trapped in the surroundings all fell to the ground.

He Qingge also felt this power. His pupils constricted slightly, and his body flew farther along with this power.

The battlefield in the middle was also closer to the door, so it would be easier for him to escape later.

Wan Wan gritted her teeth and stared at the center of the battlefield.

Such a powerful force made her feel uncertain.

The problem was that if she did not fight hard later, she would definitely die.

He Qingge used all his strength to find out where Zhu Zheng was.

Fortunately, Hearing was Lil Butterfly's talent. It was like her own instinct when she used it, so she went almost undiscovered.

The battle between the two had caused too much of a commotion. It was already a real fight. The powerful aftershock made the entire place tremble, as if it could not hold on anymore.

He Qingge's body rolled toward the door with the aftershocks.

With a heavy collision sound, Xu Muqi's magic tool hit the bronze lamp directly. It was as if it had hit a huge bell, making a clanging sound.

The sound it made was dizzying.

The bronze lamp instantly extinguished its flames and fell to the ground.

It turned out that Xu Muqi had taken out a new magic tool and directly smashed it into the bronze lamp.

The bronze lamp fell to the ground, and the candle flame inside was extinguished. It could no longer exert its original power, and the array formation could no longer suppress Xu Muqi.

Xu Muqi's figure quickly arrived in front of the blood-colored lotus throne, and the magic tool in his hand was pointed at Wan Wan.

"Junior Brother, can you come out now? She's now in my hands."

Zhu Zheng did not respond. He did not expect his senior brother to have a second magic tool.

Dharmic artifacts were quite valuable. Even if one was in the Foundation Establishment Realm, it was quite rare to obtain a dharmic artifact of the same realm.

Zhu Zheng also had the information of his senior brother in his hands. He did not know that his senior brother actually had a magic tool, and it seemed to be of quite extraordinary quality.

This senior brother of his really hid the information well!

Zhu Zheng hesitated. He definitely could not let his senior brother leave this place. However, the array had been tampered with, and he could not use his full strength. Otherwise, he could have used the array to kill his senior brother.

He had originally been confident of victory, but he did not expect the array to be tampered with, causing him to only be able to unleash very little power.

Now, he was only relying on the array formation to fight against his senior brother.

Zhu Zheng had already melted his Dao foundation and dropped to the Qi Refinement Realm. Once he went out, although he had the protection of the array formation, he would be in danger.