Immortal Reincarnation Tribulation

Chapter 233 You continue

Upon hearing this, Wang Meng paused, clenched his fists, and his face grew increasingly grim. At this point, no matter how eloquently he spoke, it would be useless. The facts were clear: there were only five people here, each possessing one of the five elemental roots, unless… someone had dual elemental roots!

Thinking of this, Wang Meng's eyes suddenly lit up. Regardless of how low the probability of this happening was, his eyes flashed like lightning as he swept over the other three people besides Fan Sheng, his expression extremely gloomy.

"Brother Fan, if someone possesses dual spiritual roots, they could do what you just did." After a long while, Wang Meng, having found nothing, turned his gaze back to Fan Sheng and spoke solemnly.

"Dual spiritual roots? Do you think I'm a three-year-old? You don't need to waste your breath. Now, I'm going to retrieve that demon beast's inner core. As long as you don't stop me, we'll still split it equally as we agreed before, okay?" Fan Sheng's eyes flashed with a sharp light.

In his view, Wang Meng was just making excuses, but he quickly calmed down and analyzed the situation in his mind. If it were a chaotic battle, his chances of winning were not very high. After thinking it over, he said this.

"Hmph! Four people? Now they don't even need to cover up anymore?" Du Fan stood still, observing coldly.

"That was my original intention, but I don't know which fellow Daoist tricked me in the dark. It's not that I don't trust Brother Fan, but since things have changed, there's no need for Brother Fan to take action personally. I think it's better for me to retrieve that demon beast's inner core."

Suddenly, a thought struck Wang Meng: that metal-attribute spell he had just used might have been a trick by Fan Sheng, who was pretending to be a thief. As soon as this thought crossed his mind, Wang Meng felt that it was increasingly likely. Therefore, he narrowed his eyes, stared at Fan Sheng, and spoke in a sinister voice.

"Qingyan, what do you mean by this? Get out of my way, or I won't be polite!" Fairy Hongxia's beautiful eyes flashed with malice, her pretty face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost. She raised her fair hand suddenly, pointed at the old man in green robes opposite her, and shouted coldly.

"Among us, I'm the only one who's been affected. If it were up to you, the ruthless Fairy Hongxia, to handle this matter of retrieving the pill, I really wouldn't feel comfortable doing it," Qingyan said with a slight smile, glancing at the woman meaningfully.

"Then what's the point of all this nonsense? Let's just let strength decide everything!" Fairy Hongxia snorted coldly, and with a wave of her sleeve, she was about to unleash her thunderous technique.

"Wait a minute! Fellow Daoists, no matter how the four of us fight, that's our own business as cultivators of Xuanli Mountain. There's an outsider here now, and you don't want this kid to reap the benefits while we're fighting like the snipe and the clam, do you?" Seeing that a great battle was about to break out, Wang Meng suddenly spoke up, causing the other three to pause slightly in their actions.

As soon as Wang Meng spoke, the other three cultivators from Xuanli Mountain turned their gazes to Du Fan. However, after exchanging glances and being wary of each other, none of them took the initiative to attack Du Fan first.

Wang Meng and his three companions were all cunning and shrewd. In their eyes, Du Fan posed no threat whatsoever, only being a minor annoyance. Killing him would not be difficult, but if something went wrong and the other three were to launch a sneak attack, things would be very bad.

So at this moment, they had to glare at Du Fan while also being wary of the other three, which was quite a mental and physical strain for them.

"Fellow Daoists, please don't mind me. I'm not involved in this matter, and I don't want that demon core anymore. Right now, I only want to save my life, so I'll take my leave!" Fear appeared on Du Fan's face, his body trembled, and he took a step back, waving his hands repeatedly.

"Hmph! Farewell? This is the vast ocean, thousands of miles away from Ganlin Island. Fellow Daoist Du, tell us how you plan to take your leave?" Wang Meng sneered and spoke in a deep voice.

"To be honest, I am not a cultivator from Ganlin Island, but from Crescent Moon Island, so naturally I have rented a wooden boat." As Du Fan spoke, he flicked his wrist and immediately took out a miniature boat, continuing:

"I had already finished my business that day. If I hadn't met Fellow Daoist Wang, I would have already embarked on my journey home. But it's not too late now, so I won't disturb you any longer. I'll take my leave now. Please continue."

After saying that, Du Fan didn't hesitate any longer. He immediately turned around and sped off towards the seaside.

He deliberately chose to escape to a sparsely wooded area, so that his figure could be clearly seen by Wang Meng and the other three.

Before long, he arrived at the seaside. Without hesitation, he flicked his wrist, released the wooden boat, and then, with a swift stride, landed steadily on the boat. He then quickly formed a hand seal and pressed it against the magic array at the bow of the boat from a distance.

The next moment, with a clear whistle, the wooden boat turned into a blur and sped off into the depths of the sea. After a short while, it became a green dot, and then disappeared completely in a flash.

Only then did Wang Meng and the other three slowly withdraw their gazes, instantly forgetting the threat from Du Fan. After exchanging glances, they all saw a hint of greed and murderous intent in each other's eyes.

"snort!"

At this point, Wang Meng felt he had nothing more to say. After letting out a cold snort, he waved his arm, and golden light instantly appeared. A golden longsword immediately materialized, shining brightly, and whistled as it slashed straight at Fan Sheng opposite him.

Facing an opponent whose cultivation level was only one realm lower, Fan Sheng did not show any panic on his face. Instead, a strong killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Fan Sheng stomped his foot hard on the ground, and the earth beneath his feet suddenly trembled violently. In the blink of an eye, a thick crack more than ten feet long appeared in the ground in front of him with a rumbling sound.

"rise!"

As Fan Sheng formed hand seals, he suddenly let out a low roar, and two arm-thick, emerald-green vines shot out from the cracked ground in front of him.

One of the vines swayed and intertwined, eventually transforming into a thick vine shield half a zhang in diameter, firmly blocking Fan Sheng's path.

The other vine, however, swayed and shook like a serpent. Suddenly, a crack appeared at the tip of the vine, from which a slender green light shot out, as fast as a serpent flicking its tongue, arriving in an instant.

Moments later, as the roar of magic continued to spread, Fan Sheng and Wang Meng were completely locked in battle.

The Fairy of Red Clouds kept her beautiful eyes slightly narrowed, staring intently at the old man in the green robe opposite her, as if trying to determine whether he had suffered any damage in the previous self-destruction of the magic array.

Qingyan remained calm and fearless. After such a long time, his originally pale complexion had regained some color, and he did not let the woman opposite him see any clues. However, he also did not take the initiative to make a move.

"Making a big fuss!"

The Fairy of Red Clouds finally stopped waiting. After letting out a delicate shout, her graceful figure suddenly flashed and appeared in front of the old man in the next moment. As her sleeves fluttered, countless dense crimson needles shot out in an instant, like raindrops, heading straight for Qingyan.

Qingyan's calm expression vanished instantly, replaced by a solemn one. Faced with such an impenetrable and sharp attack, he dared not take it head-on. His figure suddenly retreated, and at the same time, his hands quickly formed hand seals, creating three layers of defensive light screen in the air in front of him in one breath.

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At this moment, Du Fan, who was sailing on the vast sea in his wooden boat, twitched his ears and vaguely heard a faint sound of fighting. Suddenly, the corners of his mouth curved into a meaningful smile.

With a flick of his sleeve, the wooden boat beneath his feet instantly transformed into a streak of blue light, which then flew into the storage bag at his waist after a swirling motion.

Du Fan suddenly leaped, and when he landed again, his entire body was strangely floating on the sea surface, with the seawater only reaching his ankles.

For an ordinary person with decent swimming skills, it's possible to float above the water with their upper body while treading water. This is even more remarkable for Du Fan, who possesses a water elemental root. Given his water control abilities, it's not surprising that he can do this.

Du Fan smiled slightly, and with a push of his feet, he returned towards the deserted island as if floating on water. At the same time, he patted his storage bag with one hand, instantly took out the invisibility ring, and quickly put it on his left hand.

After about fifteen minutes, Du Fan returned to the deserted island. He slowed down and approached Wang Meng and his group of four with extreme caution.

The echoes of magic and shouts of curses continued to reach Du Fan's ears, making the smile on his lips grow even wider.

The deserted island was not large after all. Even though Du Fan deliberately slowed down, he still managed to sneak up to a place about 50 or 60 feet away from the four-person battle group in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

When his gaze fell upon the battle ahead, he was somewhat taken aback. He hadn't expected that in such a short time, the opponents of these four people had undergone a subtle change.

Wang Meng's opponent was originally Fan Sheng, a burly man in brocade robes whose strength was comparable to his. Now it has become Qing Yan, an old man in green robes. The difference in strength between the two is obvious. At this moment, Qing Yan is being suppressed by Wang Meng and is about to be defeated.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Fairy Hongxia and Fan Sheng were evenly matched as their red and green lights intertwined and flickered. Although their spells were both very powerful, neither of them seemed to be able to hurt the other for the time being.

Given their current fighting condition, it will definitely not be possible to determine a winner in a short period of time.

Du Fan leaped and landed steadily on a large, leafy tree, continuing to watch with great interest, nodding or shaking his head from time to time, as if he were making his own judgments.