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Immortal Palace of Eternal Life

Chapter 397: Striking While the Iron is Hot 🔨

Published: March 3, 2025

Chapter 398: Taking Advantage of Someone's Misfortune

Unfortunately, every time it was in vain, all blocked by a black wheel spiritual artifact.

This black wheel was entirely pitch black in color, with sharp blades shimmering with cold light on its outer rim, and it was indeed a superior spiritual artifact.

The defense of the black wheel spiritual artifact was impenetrable, seeking not merit but avoiding mistakes, which made the bearded cultivator extremely frustrated, yet he felt helpless.

The one wielding the black wheel spiritual artifact was none other than the highest cultivation level person stationed here by White Cloud Temple, a daoist dressed in a dark robe.

This person clearly had a wealth of experience in dueling magic, and the way he used the spiritual artifact was quite sophisticated, with many tactics that even Liu Yu found eye-opening.

“Song Haocang.”

As Liu Yu recognized the identity of the daoist in the dark robe, he realized that this person was Song Haocang, one of the outstanding foundation establishment cultivators of White Cloud Temple.

His cultivation had reached the peak foundation establishment stage over twenty years ago.

Although he was not a golden core seed of White Cloud Temple, he was far inferior to “Daoist Purple Cloud,” but being able to reach the peak foundation establishment stage was not something an unknown person could achieve.

In Yan State, the well-known foundation establishment cultivators were only a handful, and Liu Yu had long memorized the information, so he immediately recognized him.

However, the bearded loose cultivator was not recorded in the data.

Either this person was very good at hiding or was a “crossing dragon” from another country, trying to take advantage of the chaos to obtain resources for cultivation.

As the saying goes, “When the wall falls, everyone pushes,” there were countless opportunists in the cultivating immortality world.

In the past, when White Cloud Temple was powerful, its pressure made it so that no one dared to touch the tiger’s whiskers, and all factions in the two continents submitted to it.

But given the current situation, anyone with eyes could see that White Cloud Temple’s fortunes were exhausted, and naturally, there were no longer the previous fears and trepidations.

Many “grassroots heroes” emerged at this time, hoping to take a piece of the pie from the corpse of this giant.

With the size of White Cloud Temple, even just a little scrap that leaked through its fingers would be enough to fill many loose cultivators to the brim.

“Ding ding.”

On the flat ground in the forest, the sound of magical artifacts clashing could be heard incessantly as both sides fought fiercely.

But Liu Yu could clearly feel that the bearded loose cultivator's side was gradually becoming anxious, showing signs of impatience.

“I wonder how long these two sides have been battling?”

“Although Celestial Rampart City has been surrounded, and it's unlikely that any cultivators will come to support, there's always the risk of one in ten thousand.”

“After all, this place is still under the control of White Cloud Temple. If a high-level cultivator from the other side comes, I might as well be wearing a white robe.”

Liu Yu, observing the situation from the shadows, quickly analyzed the circumstances in his mind.

“I can't let these loose cultivators ruin good things; it's time to intervene.”

Thinking of this, he put away the Meltfire Blade, planning to help the loose cultivators.

Both sides were targeting the spiritual herbs in the spiritual herb garden, so they could work together.

However, he couldn't use the Meltfire Blade for now, as this supreme spiritual artifact was something too far-fetched for both sides of cultivators, and using it rashly would only raise their vigilance.

At that time, let alone borrowing the power of the loose cultivators to break into the spiritual herb garden, it was likely that both sides would turn their sights on him.

After some thought, Liu Yu took out the Dark Yellow Flying Sword and a pink folding fan, two supreme magical artifacts that he rarely used, which would not expose his original identity.