In a short time, the two had chased and fled for several miles.
They were in the lowest level of the Nine Dragon Wall's passage. Although the passage was wide, there were no other paths. If it were elsewhere, Madam Cao might have escaped with her considerable strength, but here, there was nowhere to run.
Unless she reached the teleportation array to exit, but the distance wasn't far, and Zhang Ling would never give her the chance.
"Fellow cultivator, I was muddle-headed! Can you not spare my life?" Madam Cao, ahead, looked anxious and shouted when she realized he was relentlessly pursuing.
Zhang Ling remained unmoved, continuously unleashing various attacks.
However, these attacks landed on the blood cauldron, only producing crisp clanging sounds, with little effect. This darkened his expression.
Seeing this, Madam Cao seemed more composed and called out again, "Fellow cultivator, as long as you let me go, everything I have is yours."
Zhang Ling snorted. "Is that so? Then leave this blood cauldron behind."
"Fellow cultivator Zhang, everything except this blood cauldron can be yours. This treasure belongs to the楼主 (Lóuzhǔ, Master of the Building) and is not mine. Our楼主 is a Nascent Soul cultivator. Even if you take this treasure, you will surely incur the Snow Moon Tower's revenge. Why not let me go? If you're willing, I can recommend you to join the Snow Moon Tower. With your cultivation, you will definitely be valued by the楼主. Our Snow Moon Tower has many treasures and secret techniques that can help cultivators form their Nascent Soul. Even advancing to the Nascent Soul stage because of this isn't difficult."
Madam Cao kept trying to persuade Zhang Ling, hoping he would give up the chase.
Zhang Ling sneered inwardly, naturally not believing this woman's lies. The light wings formed by the Beast Soul Talisman flickered rapidly, closing the distance with Madam Cao considerably.
Upon approaching within a ten-zhang range, he flicked his left arm, and several dark green vines extended, instantly entangling the blood cauldron.
At the same time, the blood cauldron spun rapidly like a huge top, instantly shattering the vines wrapped around it.
Zhang Ling knew this blood cauldron was powerful and couldn't be stopped by vines alone. Simultaneously, he opened his mouth and spat out a ball of essence, transforming into a dozen golden light spheres in front of him, emitting a condensed yellow spiritual light that enveloped the blood cauldron.
As the spiritual light shone on the blood cauldron, the treasure's speed decreased, but then the blood cauldron emitted a large cloud of bloody mist, and its speed suddenly increased again. The Heavy Yuan Profound Light wasn't very effective at suppressing this treasure either.
At the same time, a purple light sphere flashed, transforming into a purple net that descended from the sky, instantly covering the blood cauldron in mid-air, reducing its speed by more than half.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Ling rapidly flicked his hands, shooting out a large expanse of Heavy Yuan Profound Light, forming several light screens that directly blocked the path ahead.
Then, he flung out countless vines, coiling towards the blood cauldron.
Although this treasure was powerful, continuously releasing blood mist that transformed into bloody light blades, severing countless vines, it was temporarily trapped in place.
Zhang Ling flashed and landed on the ground. With a flash of spiritual light in his hand, a black stone mirror spun around. Lightning flashed on it, instantly shooting out eight black lights, transforming into eight black light mirrors that revolved around the blood cauldron.
With a crackling sound, a blue-black lightning bolt shot out, striking the light mirrors. Rapidly reflecting, it transformed into a dense mass of blue-black electric light.
In an instant, it formed a huge ball of lightning, enveloping the entire blood cauldron.
A murderous intent flashed in Zhang Ling's eyes. Since the blood cauldron, where this woman was hiding, couldn't be broken with ordinary attacks, he would directly use the Water Astral Divine Lightning in the stone mirror to refine it.
While chasing Madam Cao, he had already started to activate the stone mirror. Now, using it trapped Madam Cao, along with the blood cauldron, in the Water Astral Divine Lightning.
Zhang Ling fully propelled the stone mirror, and a great surge of lightning erupted before his eyes. Countless lightning bolts struck the blood cauldron, producing a huge roar. He was going to refine Madam Cao directly.
"Ah, stop it!" Madam Cao, hiding in the blood cauldron, was unharmed for the time being.
This blood cauldron wasn't an ordinary treasure; ordinary methods couldn't break it. However, as the lightning struck the blood cauldron, her face paled.
She had already consumed a lot of spiritual power in the previous battle. Now, these black lightning bolts forced her to continuously propel the treasure to release blood mist to resist, consuming even more spiritual power.
Moreover, the power of these black lightning bolts was constantly stacking up. If she waited any longer, even if the blood cauldron wasn't broken, she would die from exhaustion of spiritual power.
Even the most powerful magic treasure, without the support of spiritual power, would likely not be able to unleash even half of its power.
Madam Cao's face was deathly pale as she desperately pleaded with Zhang Ling, "Fellow cultivator, as long as you let me go, I am willing to be your slave."
The woman continuously cursed, but Zhang Ling turned a deaf ear, fully propelling the stone mirror, and released more Water Astral Divine Lightning, trapping Madam Cao securely.
Madam Cao cursed for a while, seeing that he was unmoved, and knew that he wouldn't let her go.
While desperately urging the blood cauldron to protect herself, she continuously chanted incantations and took out a small, black bottle from her bosom, which looked like a medicine bottle.
"Since you want a fight to the death, you won't have a good end if I die! Keep me company in death!" Madam Cao laughed madly, opening her mouth and spitting out a ball of essence blood, which transformed into runes that all fell into the black bottle.
With a crisp bang, the bottle shattered, but the fragments strangely ignited, emitting a large cloud of ash-green smoke that enveloped Madam Cao.
A strange hissing sound came from the smoke, and the smoke seemed to be alive, swelling and shrinking before all rushing into Madam Cao's body.
Next, a bizarre change occurred.
Madam Cao's face was ashen, her eyes were slightly closed, but a green glow appeared between her brows, flashing with an eerie spiritual light.
Then, her face showed pain, her eyes were blood-red, as if she was experiencing some kind of torment. At the same time, she was sporadically shouting something.
Ah... subordinate is incompetent... respectfully invite...
Watching this woman, who seemed to be going crazy, babbling incoherently.
Zhang Ling felt an ominous premonition rise in his heart. He activated a magic seal with his hand, pointing several times at the flying swords beside him. He released a large amount of sword light, joining the attack.
At the same time, a pat on the storage bag caused a white light and a golden light to flash out.
The white light flickered in front of him and gradually enlarged, transforming into a black iron shield about ten feet in size.
The golden light spun around, and was actually a golden light sphere. As the golden light flickered, it formed a layer of protection outside his body. These were two exquisite defensive magic treasures, his spare magic treasures.
Even so, Zhang Ling didn't feel safe, and held the Fire Seal Talisman Treasure in his hand.
In this brief moment, Madam Cao was covered in a layer of blood light, appearing somewhat unreal. Only her head was exposed, and the green glow on her forehead shone brightly, transforming into a gray, dusty ghost face that covered her face.
