This treasure was clearly extraordinary. Even though the Thunder Vortex Divine Light was incredibly powerful, this mirror could still hold its own against it.
However, with Ying Zhen struggling to resist the Chinian Divine Thunder and unable to fully control it, the cyan light treasure mirror ultimately couldn't withstand the Thunder Vortex Divine Light.
The runes on its mirror ring flickered wildly, and finally, all the light extinguished, causing it to be blasted away.
But just as the Thunder Vortex Divine Light was about to directly strike Ying Zhen not far away, Ying Zhen's eyes snapped open with a ferocious expression.
At this moment, he had already taken out a somewhat yellowed scroll and immediately unfurled it. It depicted a rusty iron sword, appearing unremarkable.
"You forced me to do this, die!"
As Ying Zhen shouted wildly, the iron sword on the scroll suddenly shed its rust, transforming into a dazzling golden spirit sword. It flew out with extreme agility, exuding an unimaginably terrifying pressure.
It even surpassed the limits of a Spirit Treasure, reaching the level of a Heaven-Piercing Spirit Treasure.
With a sudden flash, a streak of light cut through the air and collided with the Thunder Vortex Divine Light.
The two forces stalemated for a breath before the Thunder Vortex Divine Light exploded. The golden sword circled once and then shot towards Ning Fa.
With the power of this sword, coupled with Ning Fa's depleted state once again, it seemed there was no suspense left in killing him.
Not far away, Xiao Han burst into laughter.
Dan Hongzi stroked his long beard, his gaze shifting.
Ning Daozhen, however, frowned, a complex expression in his eyes.
He clearly didn't believe Ning Fa could still possess such an inconceivable recovery method.
He thought that with the terrifying life-saving trump card Ying Zhen had unleashed, Ning Fa likely had no way to survive.
But Ning Fa's expression was unreadable. It seemed his earlier premonition was correct; Ying Zhen indeed possessed something dangerous that could threaten his life.
However, a smile then played on his lips. Just as the golden sword was about to strike him, his body was suddenly enveloped in a layer of starry blue light, and then Ning Fa's figure vanished strangely.
With a thunderous boom, the golden sword carved out a massive pit of unknown depth.
But without a target, the sword could only circle rapidly in the air, trying to find Ning Fa's trace.
Before long, the golden radiance on the sword's surface gradually faded, dissolving into scattered phantom images.
Concurrently, the scroll in Ying Zhen's hand spontaneously combusted, vanishing without a trace.
Ying Zhen's eyes widened in shock.
He didn't know how Ning Fa had so strangely disappeared, but a terrible feeling welled up in his heart.
Indeed, after only the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, dull rumbling sounds echoed.
Ying Zhen, who was desperately recovering, suddenly looked up.
He saw a silver streak of light rapidly approaching from the horizon. With each flash, it traveled over a hundred zhang. In the blink of an eye, it was close, and Ning Fa's figure reappeared.
At this moment, his complexion was still ruddy, his eyes filled with divine light, and his aura had returned to its peak.
Ning Fa looked at him and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Ying, we meet again.
I wonder if you can still use that treasure from before? If not, then you can die."
Ying Zhen was initially dumbfounded, and then, even he couldn't help but show a hint of despair in his eyes.
Ning Fa's methods were too inconceivable, far beyond his comprehension.
But unwilling to resign himself to fate, he flipped his hand again, producing a silver, radiant talisman.
Ning Fa was very familiar with this talisman; he had one himself, a top-grade Great Teleportation Talisman.
However, Ning Fa had already reactivated the Divine Firmament Manifestation, reaching the First Transformation realm. His eyes turned into purple suns again, and two fully charged Chinian Divine Thunders shot directly at Ying Zhen.
In an instant, Ying Zhen rolled on the ground in agony.
This was because his second Divine Soul Defense Treasure had been destroyed by the Chinian Divine Thunder during the previous clash. Now, he could only endure it with his own divine soul power.
The Great Teleportation Talisman he had just begun to activate was also unable to maintain its power, its originally dazzling spiritual light dimming.
This time, Ning Fa did not charge up the Thunder Vortex Divine Light again. Sword light flashed before him, and the Heaven-Shattering Sword suddenly appeared.
Five-colored lightning gathered on its surface, and the surrounding spiritual energy surged in again. Purple and black spirit flames rose from the sword body, further enhancing its power.
With a thunderous sword cry, the Heaven-Shattering Sword slashed out fiercely.
At this moment, a figure flashed, and the bald monk, whose body had been half-melted previously, flew over and stood in front of Ying Zhen.
But in just a moment, the black halberd in his hand was directly severed by the Heaven-Shattering Sword.
The man's body was split in two, and terrifying lightning erupted, melting his body and Nascent Soul within the lightning.
Then, the Heaven-Shattering Sword, its residual power undiminished, continued its whistling trajectory towards Ying Zhen without stopping.
Several more magic treasures flew out from Ying Zhen's body, but they were all directly chopped away by the Heaven-Shattering Sword.
With a shrill scream, Ying Zhen's body was split in half from top to bottom.
At this moment, a black light did indeed fly out from within, circled, and vanished into the void.
But then, the right hand of the Divine Firmament Manifestation blurred, and in an instant, it unleashed thousands of palm strikes towards the surrounding void.
The surrounding void immediately vibrated violently, and then Ying Zhen's Nascent Soul stumbled out from within.
Its small face was filled with terror, and it shouted frantically, "You can't kill me! My grandfather is the president of the Nine Immortals Association—Yuanzun!
I also have a Divine Soul Mark planted by him on me. Anyone who kills me will also have this Soul Mark planted on them.
Even if you escape to the ends of the earth, you will never escape my grandfather's pursuit!
If you let me go, I can swear a Divine Soul oath that I will never bother you again!"
The Divine Firmament Manifestation remained expressionless. It clapped its right hand again, and a colossal force was suddenly applied to Ying Zhen's Nascent Soul. The Nascent Soul let out a sharp cry and fell directly to the ground, losing consciousness.
Immediately afterward, several streaks of lightning appeared, and a Golden Lightning Net firmly bound the Nascent Soul.
As lightning flashed across its surface, the Divine Firmament Manifestation transformed back into Ning Fa's figure.
Although his face was pale at this moment, it was filled with a smile.
After his hard-fought battle, Ying Zhen's four subordinates were all dead, and Ying Zhen himself was now only left with his Nascent Soul, his life or death in Ning Fa's hands.
The greatest contributor to achieving such a significant victory was, naturally, the Star Roaming Compass and the Source-Crossing Heavenly Book, which he had previously upgraded.
The True Form Imprint ability of the Source-Crossing Heavenly Book allowed him to instantly recover his full state twice in a row.
The Star Roaming Compass was equally crucial. After Ying Zhen unleashed that terrifying small golden sword, it allowed him to timely return to a teleportation anchor he had placed at the edge of the oasis, thus dodging the fearsome golden sword.
At this moment, Ning Fa turned around and looked at Ning Daozhen and the other two not far away. Only the four of them remained in this place.
Although Ning Fa wore a faint smile, the icy killing intent in his eyes was not concealed at all.
Xiao Han's face was dumbfounded, his complexion deathly pale, and unconcealable fear in his eyes. Dan Hongzi's hand, which was stroking his long beard, froze. He then shook his head and gave a wry smile, seemingly aware of his impending fate.
Facing Ning Fa in their current state, there was no possibility of survival for them.