Chapter 87

Seeing the treasure within reach, Bailichen couldn't help but feel both surprised and angry that at this critical moment, complications still arose.

He looked at Li Fan and couldn't help but shout in anger, "Who are you, a fraud! The disciples of Yunshuitian Palace have long been dead..."

Halfway through his words, Bailichen realized the inappropriateness of what he was saying and abruptly stopped.

"Ancestor Taichi, this person can't possibly be a direct disciple!" He gritted his teeth and said to the turtle-snake monster.

The turtle-snake monster paid no attention to his words but carefully discerned the aura of the cultivation technique emanating from Li Fan.

"Hmm... Yunshui Illusion Technique. I didn't expect that Qin's successor would also have a successor."

"Good, good."

Seemingly very excited, the turtle-snake monster's massive body trembled slightly, and its fierce face relaxed a bit.

"Indeed, the cultivation technique I practice was personally passed down by Senior Brother Qin Tang. So, I can also be considered a disciple of Yunshuitian Palace." Li Fan nodded and said with an unchanged expression.

Not expecting Li Fan's words to be true, Bailichen's face immediately turned dark.

He and Sikong Yi stared at Li Fan with intense killing intent in their eyes.

Sensing the rapidly growing killing intent from them, Li Fan merely smiled in response.

"Um, you are a direct disciple, and this young man is also a direct disciple. You two both want the 'Yunshui Map'..."

"This is really a headache..."

The turtle-snake monster was somewhat puzzled, his gaze moving back and forth between Li Fan and Bailichen.

After a while, the slow-thinking monster finally came up with a solution.

"Since that's the case, then according to the rules of the sect, you two should have a friendly match."

"Whoever wins, I will give the 'Yunshui Map' to them."

The turtle-snake monster seemed very satisfied with his solution.

He shook his body, moving his stiff limbs.

Broken swords fell from his body, landing in an unusual trajectory at the edge of the sword forest, expanding its size.

"Disciples of Yunshuitian Palace respect and love each other. When you two spar, be sure to stop at the right moment."

The turtle-snake monster instructed with his aged voice.

Then, countless broken swords flew out from his body.

They embedded themselves in the ground around Li Fan and Sikong Yi, leaving a blank area in the middle, forming a natural arena.

"Um. You can start now!"

The turtle-snake monster grunted.

Li Fan chuckled, "Ancestor, rest assured, I will definitely spare Junior Brother Bailichen's life."

Bailichen didn't respond, but the killing intent in his eyes had already reached its peak.

Above his head, twenty-one blue water swords suddenly appeared, spinning rapidly.

They formed a sword formation and instantly rushed toward Li Fan.

Li Fan simply extended his right hand and gently grabbed toward Bailichen.

The dust settled.

No matter how many techniques he had, he couldn't use them now.

As if trapped by an invisible giant net, Bailichen was instantly bound in mid-air, unable to move.

The twenty-four water swords also dissipated mid-flight.

Taichi, who had been asleep for thousands of years, was now enthusiastically narrating.

Although his rusty mind made his narration always a step behind.

By the time his voice reached them, Bailichen had already been taken down by Li Fan.

"Hmm, not bad. It's the Stabilizing Sea Sword Technique! You've already cultivated twenty-one swords, close to perfection..."

"Huh, is this the binding technique of that little insect? I didn't expect it to be passed to an outsider..."

As the turtle-snake monster narrated, Bailichen and Sikong Yi's faces simultaneously showed immense shock.

They naturally knew what technique had so easily restrained Bailichen.

It was exactly the same as the technique used by the strange Taoist in the Demon Subduing Tower!

To escape from the strange Taoist was one thing, but to learn his technique?

How did he do it?

Could this person really be a disciple of Yunshuitian Palace?

Otherwise, this would be impossible to explain!

But the disciples of Yunshuitian Palace had all died in the great calamity thousands of years ago!

Who is he?

Endless doubts and fears surged in the hearts of Bailichen and Sikong Yi.

No, this person is too mysterious. If he falls into his hands...

Looking at Li Fan's "kind" face, the two couldn't help but shiver.

Run!

Thus, under the watchful eyes of the turtle-snake monster and Li Fan, a strange scene unfolded.

Bailichen, who had been bound by the insect, suddenly changed his form, becoming Sikong Yi in the blink of an eye.

And Sikong Yi, who had been watching the match, now took on the appearance of Bailichen!

Not only did their appearances change, but their auras, cultivation levels, and even the lock of the formless killing intent, were instantly swapped.

Li Fan's face changed, but he heard Bailichen shout, "I admit defeat! I yield! The 'Yunshui Map' belongs to Senior Brother! Please, Ancestor Taichi, send me away from this Yunshuitian Palace!"

"Huh... This is..."

The turtle-snake monster was also curious about what was happening, but his thoughts were interrupted by Bailichen's shout.

"You want to leave here?"

"Yes, leaving is good. Leaving is good..."

As the turtle-snake monster sighed, a blue light enveloped Bailichen.

His form twisted, and he glared at Li Fan with hatred before disappearing.

The bound Sikong Yi, who had been restrained by Li Fan, instantly lost his vitality.

Under Li Fan's watchful eye, he slowly turned to ashes.

Just as it had happened in the Demon Subduing Tower not long ago.

Li Fan sensed that outside Yunshuitian Palace, Sikong Yi had reappeared beside Bailichen.

The two were using all their strength to flee as quickly as possible.

"Hmph, want to run? Not so easy!"

With the formless killing intent locked on them, as long as they weren't too far away, they couldn't escape from Li Fan's grasp.

Not in a hurry to chase them, Li Fan instead asked the turtle-snake monster in front of him.

"Ancestor Taichi, what cultivation technique did Junior Brother Bailichen practice? Transforming a person into another? Quite miraculous."

"Hmm... It seems familiar, as if I've heard of it somewhere."

After a while, he said regretfully, "I'm old, and my memory isn't good. I can't remember."

"Um, while I still remember, I'll give you the 'Yunshui Map'."

The black snake coiled around Taichi's head opened its mouth.

A small Yunshuitian Palace, glowing with a rainbow of colors, slowly flew to Li Fan.

Li Fan took it in his hand and, sensing the information that appeared in his mind, couldn't help but be somewhat surprised.

Is this it?

Is this worth 100,000 contribution points?

It turned out that the 'Yunshui Map' was indeed, as it appeared, a miniature model of Yunshuitian Palace.

It meticulously replicated every large and small building and scene within Yunshuitian Palace.

Moreover, it contained a trace of the divine consciousness left by the disciples of Yunshuitian Palace in the past.

These were preserved in a special way, becoming tiny figures that moved within the miniature Yunshuitian Palace.