Longevity through Upgrading Buildings Chapter 776 - 325: "Qiu Qianhai, Have You Decided How You Want to Die?!" [Requesting Monthly Votes]_2

A solitary thought dominated his mind at this precise moment... From what mystical realm does this cultivator hail?

Such an astonishing array of techniques they possess!

Not only that, but they can command two Tier Three Spirit Beasts simultaneously.

Ji Yuan keenly observed the nascent panic blossoming in the eyes of the Poison Serpent Venerable, yet he deemed it insufficient.

With a deliberate motion, he touched another Spirit Beast Bag secured at his waist.

What unfolded before the Poison Serpent Venerable’s widening eyes was a mesmerizing spectacle: a vast swarm of Spirit-Devouring Bees, swirling and dancing in the air.

Leading this airborne legion was yet another formidable Tier Three Spirit Beast.

Close to a hundred Tier Two Spirit-Devouring Bees formed a formidable contingent.

Below them, the swarms of Tier One Spirit-Devouring Bees were so dense they obscured the very heavens.

Witnessing this overwhelming display, a single, despairing thought solidified in the Poison Serpent Venerable’s mind... Ruin is inevitable!

After dispatching his command to the two Frost Serpents and this newly unleashed bee horde, Ji Yuan turned his attention away, no longer concerned with their fate.

He reasoned that if such a potent combination of forces still failed to vanquish the Poison Serpent Venerable, his own intervention would surely be superfluous.

Casting a final, sweeping glance to confirm no detail was overlooked, he then boarded the Crackling Flying Boat. Turning his gaze toward Su Huaimin, who appeared perilously close to succumbing to his attackers, Ji Yuan felt a twinge of exasperation.

Ji Yuan had not anticipated this turn of events.

The pact was to face the demons collectively, yet ultimately, the burden of rescue seemed to fall solely upon his shoulders.

Earlier, within the confines of the Demon Prison, it was understandable that he would step in to aid the defenseless, newly freed righteous cultivators.

However, to find himself needing to intervene now, with a Core Formation Cultivator menacing them in the open, was frankly astounding.

“They said I could rest, yet now I must take the reins.”

Murmuring his discontent inwardly, Ji Yuan wasted no further time.

He harbored a growing fear that any further delay might result in Su Huaimin being dispatched by Granny Xuan Sha’s deadly Embroidery Needles.

The Spirit Boat shimmered and vanished from its position.

Just as Su Huaimin managed to create some distance from Granny Xuan Sha by employing a Talisman Treasure,

Ji Yuan unleashed five Celestial Thunder Seeds.

With each escalating encounter, his appreciation for the Celestial Thunder Seed as an exceptional opening move only deepened.

It not only served to establish crucial distance but also momentarily disoriented the adversary.

Furthermore, it instilled a degree of uncertainty regarding his true capabilities.

Precisely as was happening in this very moment.

As the five Celestial Thunder Seeds detonated with explosive force, Ji Yuan projected his voice towards Su Huaimin.

“Brother Su, retreat now and allow me to handle this!”

Hovering before Su Huaimin was a Talisman radiating a soft green luminescence; he cast a brief glance towards Ji Yuan before drawing a substantial breath,

“Many thanks.”

Without any hesitation, he conveyed his gratitude and swiftly retreated.

He understood that remaining would only serve to hinder Ji Yuan’s efforts.

As the residual light from the thunderous explosions began to fade, Granny Xuan Sha’s focus shifted from the retreating Su Huaimin to Ji Yuan.

Yet, after a single, assessing look, her gaze flickered away, settling instead on the location where the Poison Serpent Venerable had last been seen.

“You ensnared the Poison Serpent within an Array, and now you dare to confront me?”

Addressing Ji Yuan directly, Granny Xuan Sha abandoned her earlier casual demeanor, her expression turning grave.

Ji Yuan summoned forth the Fire Willow Flying Saber once more, causing it to whirl in a protective vortex around him.

“Esteemed Senior, one who is merely at the Early-stage of Core Formation should refrain from making such bold claims, lest they invite ridicule.”

Disregarding Ji Yuan’s taunting remark, Granny Xuan Sha continued her address:

“Ji Yuan? You presume to challenge two Core Formation Cultivators simultaneously within the Fake Pill Realm?”

“Hmph, your arrogance knows no bounds!”

With a furious roar, Granny Xuan Sha unleashed a barrage of dozens of Embroidery Needles from the ornate basket clutched in her hand.

Simultaneously, a cloud of pink mist billowed forth from her very being.

Ji Yuan instinctively averted his gaze towards her.

In that fleeting instant, Ji Yuan observed that Granny Xuan Sha, who had appeared ancient and frail moments before, had undergone a startling transformation, now resembling a woman of exquisite grace and youthful beauty.

Her tattered attire had been replaced by flowing pink silk that clung to her form, revealing generous amounts of pale skin.

A delicate red string, adorned with a tiny golden bell, was tied around her slender waist...

This is not good!

The Flowing Firefly Flying Sword, residing within Ji Yuan’s Dantian, vibrated subtly, jolting him back to full awareness.

Almost immediately thereafter, the Soul Suppressing Bell within his Sea of Consciousness chimed, erecting a powerful defense around his mental faculties.

An Illusion Realm!

Such potent mental manipulation!

What forbidden Demon Skill could Granny Xuan Sha possibly be cultivating to possess such profound mind-invading capabilities?

... If only the dream butterfly had reached its full maturity, it would not only allow me to project illusions onto others but also shield me from such intrusive mental assaults.

The instant this thought crossed his mind,

as Ji Yuan processed this realization, the very Embroidery Needles launched by Granny Xuan Sha were already hurtling towards him.

There was no longer time to cast incantations or deploy Talisman Treasures.

Acting on pure instinct, he retrieved the Top-grade Spiritual Artifact, the Dragon Beard Shield, from his Storage Bag, channeling his mana into it and bracing it defensively before him.

The Embroidery Needles descended, imbued with pulsating pink mana.

“Bang—”

With a faint sound, the Dragon Beard Shield splintered into pieces in an instant.

Using it to deflect the assault, Ji Yuan was propelled backward, executing a mid-air pirouette before alighting firmly upon the Crackling Flying Boat.

He promptly retrieved a valuable mirror, holding it with both hands.

Mana flowed into it.

The Embroidery Needles, manipulated by threads resembling sinuous serpents, launched another distant assault.

The Golden Light Mirror in Ji Yuan’s grasp emanated a dazzling golden radiance, shielding him and repelling the multitude of Embroidery Needles.

"Go!"

Ji Yuan flicked his right hand, and a gray luminescence flashed. The considerably damaged Celestial Silkworm Zhenren brandished the Celestial Net and charged forward gallantly.

Ji Yuan cast a sidelong glance at this Corpse Puppet.

If his intuition served him correctly, this Core Formation Corpse Puppet, a steadfast companion through numerous perilous journeys, was on the brink of destruction.

It wasn't that Ji Yuan possessed foresight; rather, the puppet had sustained grievous injuries.

To add to its prior damage, half of its body had already been obliterated by Ji Yuan’s Spiritual Energy Cannon.