"Spiritual Flood Dragon Celestial Water!"

"Luckily, I was prepared in advance!"

"Today is your death day, thief!"

The flood dragon’s roar was incredibly fast, seeking to devour, and Lan Tianlu knew its power, dared not resist head-on.

The Cyan Crane Spirit Water he consumed, though it gave birth to Cyan Crane Spiritual Sense, was powerless to resist against the flood dragon’s malevolent intent.

"Soul-Protecting Bell!"

He extended his hand and clapped, and a small purple bell flew out from his waist, emitting layers of purple light, like an invisible barrier, attempting to block the Evil Flood Dragon.

"Clang!"

But before the small purple bell could fly halfway, a golden ring came swiftly, like a golden shackle, binding it tightly.

"Not good!"

Lan Tianlu cried inwardly, but the invisible flood dragon had already roared and invaded his Sea of Consciousness.

"Ah!"

In an instant, intense pain came from his mind, Lan Tianlu felt his soul being viciously torn, and large drops of sweat immediately flowed down from the corner of his forehead.

Spiritual Sense Pass, the first gate of cultivation, this gate is the first gap in cultivation disparity.

The reason he went to great lengths to obtain Top-Grade Spiritual Water lies here.

The Spiritual Sense spawned by Top-Grade Spiritual Water is truly overwhelming, naturally suppresses other spiritual senses, equivalent to possessing a Top-Grade Magical Seal.

If Gu Yuan were only at Qi Refining Fifth Layer, although he could flood dragon devours cyan crane, Lan Tianlu wouldn’t be so miserable, after all, high-grade spiritual senses aren’t completely useless.

But now, Gu Yuan is already at Qi Refining Sixth Layer, his spiritual sense surged significantly, like a semi-mature flood dragon shredding a juvenile Cyan Crane, it’s a complete walkover.

"Ah!"

Lan Tianlu let out a painful wail, shaking and trying to take out the Soul Enhancement Pill to counter Gu Yuan’s spiritual sense, but before he could act, the overwhelming mist had already permeated.

Moreover, within the mist, Flame Flood Dragon, Ice Chain, Treasure Mirror, Dharma Sword, accompanied by the sound of pouring rain, all roared together, charging towards Lan Tianlu.

"Pfft!"

Lan Tianlu was completely unable to detect anything in the mist, but his sharp intuition made him understand that life and death were imminent.

If he holds back further, death is certain!

He bit the tip of his tongue, forcibly lifting a trace of clarity, activating all the Dharma Seals in his Dantian and all the Dharma Artifacts on his body.

But what responded to him were only seven Dharma Seals of various colors.

Yet these seven Dharma Seals only held up for a few moments.

The torrential rain in the mist overwhelmed everything, suppressing all other Dharma Seals except Gu Yuan’s.

Moreover, the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi these Dharma Seals could draw upon was pitifully scarce.

In just three breaths, the seven Dharma Seals dimmed and fell back into his Dantian.

Not only that, his spiritual sense, physical body, and mana were all in an inexplicably weary state.

The breath of death rushed towards him.

Yet, the seven Dharma Seals ultimately held on for a moment.

Lan Tianlu tremblingly reached his waist, releasing the fortune he gained in the White Worm Cold Prison, swallowing it down.

"Boom!"

In an instant, intense Qi blood and terrifying Qi power swept away everything, even the domineering Evil Flood Dragon seemed to struggle against this might, being forcefully expelled from Lan Tianlu’s Sea of Consciousness by an intense "Force Field".

"Clang!"

The emerald Dharma Sword, carrying a sharp breath, rushed towards Lan Tianlu’s brow.

But only a crisp sound was heard.

Then a pair of fan-like large hands flashed out, grabbing this sudden Dharma Sword firmly.

"Buzzing!"

The Dharma Sword let out a cry, wanting to retreat.

But in the big hands, the terrifying Qi power like mountains tightly held it, not only that, but an extremely icy breath froze the Dao Pattern on the Dharma Sword, blocking its spiritual operation.

Deprived of spiritual Qi, the Dharma Sword was merely a mass of hard ordinary iron, crushed into a bunch of icy blue iron filings, scattered into the air amidst the terrifying Qi power.

The colliding forces of Ice Chain and Flame Flood Dragon could not even break through, leaving only a pitch-black mark before quickly dissipating.

"Gu Yuan, you thief!!"

"I have today’s fortune, thanks to your gift!"

"Today, I shall use this to kill you!"

Rolling sound waves echoed continuously.

Lan Tianlu in the midst of the mist had completely transformed.

His figure suddenly towered, from a handsome youth of seven feet high to a sturdy giant of ten feet high, his silver hair transformed into an icy blue color, cold air pervaded his skin, muscles intertwined, and blue Demon Patterns emitting strange colors, spread across his neck and cheeks.

Lan Tianlu didn’t know what methods he used, transforming into a giant, his voice like thunder, strength like a mountain.

Moreover, a peculiar "Force Field" spun around him, blocking all spiritual senses.

"Rustle!"

The mist shrouded, torrential rain poured, trying to trap him in place.

"Huff!"

But Lan Tianlu opened his mouth and blew out, icy blue gusts seemed to freeze the incessantly falling rain, even the mist could not withstand this chill, freezing in place.

"Bang!"

Then he punched out, directly shattering the mist before him.

"Rustle!"

Yet the Cloud-Walking Seal, being one of the Secret Seals, autonomously circulated, absorbing spiritual Qi, vigorously producing mist, pouring down rain, attempting to continue trapping Lan Tianlu.

"A mere Secret Seal!"

"Cannot block me!"

"Gu Yuan, today is your death day!"

Transformed into a giant, Lan Tianlu’s temper seemed to become irritable too, shouting endlessly, simultaneously spewing blizzards, punching like thunder, blow after blow smashing against the mist and rain before him.

"Break for me!"

Throwing out hundreds of punches, the terrifying fist power shook the void, making spiritual Qi tremble.

And the Cloud-Walking Seal ultimately could not block Lan Tianlu, emitting a mournful wail, then the mist dispersed, the rain ceased.

"Gu Yuan, prepare to die!"

Breaking out of the seal, Lan Tianlu beamed with joy, ferociously charging towards Gu Yuan beyond the mist.

But Gu Yuan merely looked at him indifferently.

In his hand, a peculiar Dharma Seal roared endlessly, as if an erupting volcano, surging continually, yet forcibly suppressed.

But the terrifying power did not dissipate, instead growing more intense.

One hundred thirty-six Array Patterns shone brightly, radiating brilliant light.

"Boom!"