Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil in the Cultivation World

Chapter 1316 - 608: Refining the Immortal Artifact, Annihilating the Mahayana Cultivator (Part 2)

Of course, if one could harness the power of the Immortal Artifact Taiyin Banana Leaf Fan, it would be a different matter.

But now, this Immortal Artifact has actually been refined by this vile human cultivator, which is simply adding insult to injury.

"Ah, so this is the eternal domain of a Mahayana Cultivator?"

"This Pioneer Ancestor cultivates the Destruction Dao, hence he nurtured the Destruction Domain."

Jiang Fan squinted his eyes.

Through the power of his divine sense, he sensed a dark domain enveloping the body of the Pioneer Ancestor.

It seemed as if it was a part of the darkness, a part of the destruction.

Any power that approached its domain would instantly be obliterated, instantly destroyed.

This is the terrifying aspect of Mahayana Cultivators.

After reaching this level, you basically have no weaknesses.

When the eternal domain exists, it forms a unique force field around the body, as if energy shields are enveloping the body at all times, preventing any sneak attacks from enemies.

Even if there is a real surprise attack, it would be blocked by the eternal domain.

Of course, different Mahayana Cultivators possess different eternal domains.

And what this Pioneer Ancestor possesses is the Destruction Domain, because he cultivates the Destruction Dao.

Simultaneously, he has comprehended five types of laws.

They should be the laws of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, the Five Elements Laws, which are also among the laws most easily understood by mortal cultivators.

Integrating the Destruction Dao with the Five Elements Laws has frighteningly enhanced the Pioneer Ancestor’s battle power.

Even a light strike can destroy a continent.

"Mahayana Cultivators are indeed not something I can contend with right now."

"Luckily, I don’t need to make a move."

"After all, I still have a trump card on me."

Jiang Fan’s eyes revealed a trace of coldness. If it were based on his real strength, he naturally wouldn’t be a match for this Pioneer Ancestor. After all, currently, he is just a Sixth-Layer Integration cultivator, and the gap between him and a Mahayana Cultivator is simply too vast.

Challenging across such levels is virtually impossible.

However, it’s different now, as he has refined the Immortal Artifact Taiyin Banana Leaf Fan. This isn’t some incomplete Immortal Artifact, but a complete one, and it’s not just an ordinary Immortal Artifact.

Even amid many Immortal Realms, its level is extremely high.

As long as this Immortal Artifact’s power is harnessed, slaying the Pioneer Ancestor is not too big of a problem.

Boom~~

With this thought, Jiang Fan did not hesitate and picked up the Taiyin Banana Leaf Fan.

The primordial magical power from deep within him was channeled into it, quickly devoured and absorbed by this Immortal Artifact.

However, compared to the energy required by the Immortal Artifact, the primordial magical power in him was entirely insufficient.

But that doesn’t matter either, as he still has a large amount of special energy containing Luck Points.

If he relies on this special energy, he can fully activate this powerful Immortal Artifact.

Immediately, Jiang Fan expended a substantial amount of Luck Points, and this mysterious energy instantly merged into the Taiyin Banana Leaf Fan, thoroughly activating its power, causing the lines on it to instantly light up.

As if an Immortal were activating the force of this mighty Immortal Artifact.

In an instant, Jiang Fan gently waved the Taiyin Banana Leaf Fan, and this power immediately locked onto the Pioneer Ancestor hovering mid-air, as if a mysterious force had locked onto its aura.

Boom~~

A very subtle sound, not the ordinary sound of fanning, but more like the frigid chill of an ancient ice field was suddenly awakened.

The innate astral wind arrived first.

This wind was unlike the wild howling winds of the mortal world, but rather eerily silent.

It was colorless and formless, yet carried the sharpness of the tearing law. Upon appearance, it transformed into a circular wind wall centered around the fan, spreading outwards.

Wherever it passed, fine creases appeared in the void, yet they solidified under the momentum of the wind—this was no ordinary wind, but the innate astral wind nurtured from the Taiyin power of origin, locking space and stagnating time.

Dust in the air suspends high up, even light seems sliced by the wind blades, flowing exceedingly slowly;

The spiritual qi rushing beneath the earth’s veins appears grasped by an invisible hand around its throat, abruptly halting, even the heaven and earth laws around begin to twist and stall.

Following closely behind the astral wind is the overwhelming Taiyin cold.

This cold is not akin to the billowing white cold, but nearly a deadly chill, possessing the power of origin of ’true yin amidst yang’. This force, as it spreads, devours all warmth between heaven and earth.

The floors of the palace visibly become coated in frost, immediately cracking layer upon layer, turning into powdered ice chips; the rivers flowing in the distance of Immortal Fox City freeze into transparent ice sculptures before even a single rumble is heard, with the fish swimming within preserving their tail flicking posture, trapped in the depths of the ice crystals.

Wherever the cold reaches, vegetation instantly wilts and freezes, and even many protective spiritual lights set up by the Demon Race Cultivators sound a ’sizzling’ as thin paper hits a scorching iron, before shattering into oblivion.

And this is not the most terrifying part.

The real might of the Taiyin Banana Leaf Fan lies in the astral wind locking space-time, and the cold freezing the power of origin.

At the moment the circular astral wind fully unfolded, the space within thousands of miles suddenly solidified, as if thrown into the endless icy depths of amber.

The flow of time sharply decelerated ten thousand times, the cultivators’ thoughts moved with extreme sluggishness, even the gestures or breathing required countless times the mental effort.

More terrifying is that the astral wind weaves into a delicate net, entirely isolating this realm from the outside—the escape technique fails, teleportation runes dim to nothingness, even the space-tearing Mahayana Divine Power seems stuck in a mire, incapable of producing even a ripple.