Becoming a true immortal through my descendents' praying-Chapter 330 - 296: How many Wu Yi can defeat Emperor Yin? _3

Clang, clang, clang~

The zombie, which had always been restrained by the Thunder Technique, suddenly stiffened, and then bands burst out from its body.

A seal was being released.

"Now!"

Yang Fu shouted, and the White Dragon Spirit immediately soared into the air, puckering its small mouth.

A burst of icy blue Dragon Flame spewed out!

"Dragon Clan secret technique, seal!"

This burst of Dragon Flame instantly enveloped Emperor Yin and his zombie, freezing them into two blocks of ice!

The White Dragon Spirit had combat ability!

But Yang Fu had never let it take action!

He was saving it for this moment!

"Run!"

Yang Fu took advantage of the time left in the Six Paths Possession Technique and transformed into a beam of light and flew away!

After a moment...

Roar!!!

A roaring scream swept through this sub-hall of the Immortal Palace!

The Golden Core Stage zombie had revived.

But Yang Fu wasn’t afraid... because he knew from the old ancestor’s Character Card that Emperor Yin’s Corpse Refining Technique was not invincible. He could not fully control this Golden Core Stage zombie, which is why it was always sealed.

When the Golden Core Stage zombies woke up, there would be bloodshed, and if there were no enemies nearby, then...

Whoosh!

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Yang Fu flew away.

He couldn’t see what happened next, but since nothing pursued him after a long while, it seemed that his escape had been successful for the moment.

He kept flying, but he did not head towards the location of the weasel.

If Emperor Yin were to hunt down both Pot Brother and Yang Qiangyou, such challenging Immortal Officials could save their lives.

But Yang Fu still believed that holding a gemstone in his pocket would definitely attract someone like Emperor Yin.

This move might trick Emperor Yin, possibly leading to his being backfired by the Golden Core Stage zombie, but... Yang Fu believed that Emperor Yin definitely wouldn’t die because he was too powerful.

It felt like using all his strength might only barely injure the opponent.

’If the elder and You’er hadn’t reminded me, perhaps this would have truly been my doom...’

Puh!

Yang Fu spat out a mouthful of blood as the injury he had suppressed earlier burst forth.

"Hehe~ my injury... might be deeper than his."

"Luckily, I have a Divine Pill."

He took out an elixir from his chest and popped it into his mouth.

A warm medicinal power burst forth inside his body, repairing all his injuries and quickly restoring the spiritual power he had depleted in the fight!

The Fifth Grade Elixir: [Five-Transformation Soul-Returning Pill].

A top-grade healing sacred medicine!

It’s said that as long as the soul hasn’t dispersed, it can bring someone back from the brink of death!

This elixir was obtained by Yang Fu after helping five Loose Cultivators open a treasure chest, and he got one for himself. This one was worth a life.

Yang Fu didn’t hesitate at that moment and immediately consumed it to quickly recover from his injuries,

to avoid Emperor Yin catching up again.

Once recovered, Yang Fu felt somewhat at peace.

And the White Dragon Spirit quietly muttered to itself,

’So, Yang Fu knew the opponent’s trump card from the start, burst forth with power as if ready to go down together... but actually let me hold back, giving the opponent an illusion, and finally sealed him and escaped.’

’The cultivators of the Human Clan are too calculating... How can our Dragon Clan compete with such cultivators? We only know how to fight until the opponent submits, or until we are beaten into submission.’

’The elder was right, the Human Clan can teach us too much...’

Yang Fu didn’t care about the White Dragon Spirit’s internal process but headed straight for the treasure spot they had noted before.

He took out 5 gemstones and dug up a treasure.

[Wisdom Fruit]

This was another one they had found, but Yang Fu had previously thought his Qi Cultivation of twenty levels was sufficient against Foundation Establishment cultivators, especially with Pot Brother’s help.

At least it was enough to fight one and a half Senior Brother Wu Yis.

But having encountered Emperor Yin, he realized... there are always higher skies beyond the ones we know, always someone beyond oneself.

Emperor Yin’s Golden Core zombie, even unsealed, had enough combat power to take on two Wu Yis, and Yang Fu was not his match.

Once it was unsealed... Yang Fu didn’t dare look back.

But based on his shallow understanding of the Golden Core Stage, just the Vajra indestructible body alone could contend against ten Wu Yis.

So, he made a decisive run.

He was pondering while flying, wondering what kind of power it would take to defeat such a level of cultivator?

Mid Grade Treasure?

High Grade Treasure?

Fifth Grade Talisman?

Not enough... not at all enough.

The power gap was too vast.

Even if he could briefly burst forth with the fighting power of eleven Wu Yis, it would only cause some damage, but that Golden Core stage’s body was absolutely indestructible...

Yang Fu knew how astonishing the recovery power of a Golden Core cultivator was.

In the Cloud Hidden Spirit Sect, there had always been cases where Qi Refinement prodigies defeated Foundation Establishment cultivators!

Murong Ziyuan, Li Yao, Feng Xun had all achieved such feats.

It was the privilege of top-tier geniuses but... to date, no record existed of a Foundation Establishment cultivator defeating a Golden Core cultivator.

Even the peculiar Earth Spirit Pavilion could only manage a draw against early-stage Golden Core cultivators by combining several individuals with their unique talents.

Winning?

Out of the question.

The Golden Core undestroyed, the body indestructible.

"So... unless I can burst forth with the power of twenty Wu Yis instantly, there might be a chance to shatter the Golden Core, completely eliminating his Golden Core stage zombie."

Yang Fu thought this, realizing that all other treasures were useless.

Only one treasure could help him.

Or rather... only he could help himself.

"Give me ten more years of cultivation, and I could... achieve Foundation Establishment!"

If Yang Fu’s cultivation were to reach Foundation Establishment now, he would definitely attain the peak of the Foundation Establishment Stage, and even... have power to spare!

"If I really reach that point, I might try assaulting the Golden Core!"

Yang Fu had no solid basis in his heart, but if he were truly cornered... then he would give it a try!

Even if he only reached the peak of Foundation Establishment Stage by then, Yang Fu felt that he could possibly have the strength of 10 to 12 Wu Yis.