"Kid, you're really asking for death."
This also enraged the man, who produced a long, narrow token. He cast a spell, and immediately white lightning gathered on it.
The black-skirted woman also remained silent, spinning three black and crimson small flags in her hand, releasing a large cloud of dark mist that covered an area of five or six zhang above her head. Crackling sounds filled the air, indicating it was also a lightning-attribute magical artifact.
Upon seeing this, the short-shirted youth's face turned pale, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth again. However, to save his life, he naturally wouldn't sit still and wait for death. He forcibly activated the spiritual power in his body, forming a layer of azure lightning shield to protect his entire body. At the same time, a small black shield blocked in front of him, and a black flying sword transformed into a black light, attacking.
But the blue-robed man, holding his magical artifact, shook it gently, and a bright white light flashed, shooting out bolts of lightning. Instantly, he smashed away the flying sword shot by the youth. At the same time, the lightning quickly gathered, transforming into a dozen or so foot-long lightning snakes that attacked him from all sides.
The woman also finished casting her spell. The thunderclouds above her head churned and immediately shot out balls of lightning.
The short-shirted youth, while launching his flying sword attack, directly flashed and retreated towards Zhang Ling's direction. He seemed to have anticipated that his attack would be ineffective.
He knew he couldn't defeat his opponents and could only try to get the person beside him to help. Then, taking advantage of the chaos, whether he killed the enemies or escaped in the confusion, he would have a better chance.
Zhang Ling remained motionless, cross-legged in the formation, watching the Yang Lightning Wood constantly rotating. He didn't look at the movements of the three people outside, but he knew they had started fighting.
As the youth retreated towards his direction, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and a bag on his waist suddenly flashed with spiritual light, and a black shadow darted out.
The young cultivator's plan was beautiful. As he approached the formation, he shouted, "Fellow Daoist, save... uh!"
But before he could finish his shout, a black light flashed before his eyes. The youth immediately felt a chill all over his body. Before he could react, a cloud of black gas rushed straight towards his face, then transformed into gray threads, trapping him in place.
Immediately, he felt his own magic power was out of control, as if it had been sealed. His body swayed, and he collapsed to the ground.
And the black shadow just flashed, carrying a gust of black and gray air, without the slightest hesitation, and rushed directly towards the middle-aged man and woman.
Since these two dared to launch an attack on him, they were destined to die. Zhang Ling wouldn't be soft-hearted. The black shadow was the Corpse Bear.
The Corpse Bear stepped on the ground and crossed a distance of seven or eight zhang. As its claws danced, it scratched out gray-white claw gleams.
The middle-aged man and woman's faces changed drastically. "This is... not good, a high-level zombie." The two quickly retreated behind them.
The blue-robed man slapped his storage bag and took out a black jade bottle, frantically injecting all of his spiritual power into it to activate the treasure.
The black-clothed woman also frantically activated the small flags in her hand, and the flags immediately lit up with crimson spiritual light. The clouds gathered above her head instantly turned into black and crimson, and loud cracking sounds released balls of thunder-fire to meet the attack.
Rumbling sounds continued, and most of the Corpse Bear's claw gleams were directly destroyed.
It wasn't because the magical artifacts in their hands were extremely powerful, but because their magical artifacts were all lightning-attribute, which had a strong restraining effect on monsters like zombies.
However, the Corpse Bear had no intention of dodging. It turned into an afterimage with extreme speed, instantly rushed out of the thunder-fire, approached the two, and with a wave of its claws, released fifty or sixty gray-white claw gleams, this time with a rich corpse fire.
At this time, the black jade bottle in the middle-aged man's hand lit up with spiritual light, and it sprayed out streams of white light thunderballs, then twisted into a ten-zhang-long lightning snake, fiercely impacting towards the Corpse Bear.
"Go!"
Then the man shouted, took out a lightning-shining disc, and injected spiritual power into it. The disc quickly enlarged, turning into a zhang-sized object. The two flashed and stood on it, soaring into the sky, wanting to escape from this place.
The lightning snake was also powerful. If ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators were to face it, they might be killed in an instant. But the Corpse Bear just roared and spat out a cloud of gray-green mist, which crashed into the lightning snake.
The lightning snake instantly froze in mid-air, emitting black smoke, and exploded with a bang. Bright white lightning scattered but did not hurt the Corpse Bear in the slightest.
Taking advantage of this brief moment, the man and woman used their flying magical artifact and had risen to a height of five or six zhang, and their speed was not slow.
The Corpse Bear standing on the ground just looked up again and spat out a fist-sized corpse fire, which instantly stretched out and turned into a gray-white light thorn and shot away.
At this moment, the man and woman were both forming the same hand seals, constantly injecting their entire spiritual power into the flying disc under their feet, and their speed increased again, vaguely catching up with the escaping speed of a Golden Core cultivator.
If they were given some time, they might really escape the Corpse Bear's attack range.
But this was just wishful thinking. A gray light flashed, and a light thorn like a sharp sword instantly pierced through their bodies.
The two just groaned, and the spiritual light on their bodies instantly dissipated. Their bodies swayed and fell from the air, smashing onto the ground and turning into minced meat.
Two Foundation Establishment peak cultivators were killed by the Corpse Bear in two breaths.
Then the Corpse Bear collected their magical artifacts and a few storage bags and returned to Zhang Ling's side, standing still.
The short-shirted youth bound to the ground by gray spiritual light was sweating coldly. Although he was fixed on the ground, his divine sense was not affected and saw this scene clearly.
Zhang Ling didn't move until half a cup of tea time later, he quickly waved his hands, shooting out yellow spiritual light into the Yang Lightning Wood.
After a few breaths, after the lightning on the Yang Lightning Wood stabilized, he directly put away the spiritual wood and formation. He flashed to the short-shirted youth.
With a single wave of his hand, the youth was lifted up. Then, Zhang Ling's eyes flashed with gray light, meeting the man's horrified eyes. Instantly, the youth seemed to have been taken away his mind, his expression becoming wooden.
Zhang Ling released the person's restraints and then asked, "Who are you, and why are these two chasing you?"
"I am Ding Chen, a disciple of the Azure Lightning Sect. They are also disciples of the Azure Lightning Sect..." the wooden youth spoke, word by word, recounting his origins.
This person is now being subjected to a ghost-path secret technique called Soul Capture, which has confused his mind. He will answer truthfully to any questions.
Soul Capture is a secret technique found in the Underworld King Manual, which can capture people's minds and learn the secrets of other cultivators. There are many similar secret techniques in the world of cultivation.
Of course, these types of spells only work best when used on people whose cultivation level is too different from their own. If a cultivator's divine soul is too strong, this technique will not work and may even backfire. Therefore, it is generally only used on low-level cultivators.
The youth only had the strength of the late Foundation Establishment stage, and naturally had no resistance to being captured.
