Chapter 30: Forming an Alliance

  Zhang Heng's sudden move caught Wu Ling off guard, he didn't expect Zhang Heng to dare to make a move against him within the sect, and the way he did it was so brutal and direct.

  Most cultivators are not good at close combat, and Zhang Heng is relatively close to him, so Wu Ling was knocked flying without any resistance.

  With a loud "bang", Wu Ling's body plunged into the stone wall, and the entire courtyard's walls shook slightly, almost collapsing.

  Zhang Heng was also startled by his own abnormal power, to know that just now he only brought out half of his speed and strength, without even using the Lianyuan spiritual energy inside his body, but simply relying on his physical strength to attack his opponent.

  Even so, poor Wu Ling suffered such abuse, flying out tens of meters, his body embedded in the wall, motionless, like a stone statue.

  Abnormal strength is indeed abnormal, its might is truly terrifying, it can actually make Zhang Heng's physique strong to such an extent. Moreover, such a strong physique has also created Zhang Heng's abnormal defensive power, and to some extent, it can achieve the effect of being immune to swords and guns, water and fire, and even immune to some low-level spells.

  However, a robust physique like his also has its drawbacks, and that is the issue of recovery ability. Once his physical body is injured, the speed of recovery will be relatively slower.

  It's like the difference between a normal artifact and a spiritual one. If an artifact is damaged, it's definitely easier to repair, while a spiritual artifact has a higher level of quality, making it more difficult to repair.

  Zhang Heng's gaze fell on Wu Ling's body after he finished his sneak attack, and he didn't think the other would die so easily.

  Moreover, Wu Ling's chest was as hard as iron, and when Zhang Heng collided with his opponent's body, a strange rebound force was transmitted to his shoulder.

  After a few gasps, Wu Ling weakly rolled down from the wall, his whole body feeling as if his bones had been dislocated.

  "You... are you human... or a demon?" Wu Ling looked at Zhang Heng in disbelief, his face full of shock.

  Zhang Heng almost choked on his breath when he heard this and said in a bad tone: "Of course I'm human, you're the freak!"

  Wu Ling naturally wouldn't understand the true meaning of Ren Yao, and with great difficulty he crawled up from the ground: "Impossible, how could you possibly have such a powerful physique... unless you're a demon beast."

  Zhang Heng finally understood that this guy's thinking logic was completely problematic. In his eyes, being physically strong definitely meant being a demon beast.

  "Do you know that in this mundane world, there is a kind of person." Zhang Heng gazed at him with a mixture of anger and disappointment.

  "Who is it?" Wu Ling asked subconsciously.

  "A born genius." Zhang Heng's mouth curled up into a playful smile.

  "It seems that my junior brother should go into the world to cultivate and broaden his horizons, those mundane things are not necessarily unworthy of our reference as cultivators."

  Wu Ling was stunned by Zhang Heng's words at first.

  There are indeed some people in this world who have supernatural powers from birth, and after they were born, they had infinite strength, and without practicing martial arts, they could tear tigers and leopards alive, with their strong physique being abnormal.

  However, Wu Ling soon reacted and realized that ordinary people, no matter how strong they were, were still powerless against cultivators, let alone someone as abnormal as Zhang Heng.

  Yan Fei was previously a top-notch expert in the secular world, but he couldn't escape the fate of being directly killed by Tang Feng.

  Wu Ling couldn't help but feel a lingering fear whenever he thought of Zhang Heng's abnormal strength and speed, even rare demonic cultivators who cultivated their physical bodies didn't have such an abnormality.

  Zhang Heng also knew that his one or two sentences couldn't fool the other party, and he didn't plan to cheat them either. Even if they were from another realm, their IQ wouldn't be lower than those on Earth, although this was a world of cultivating immortals.

  His eyes fell on the purple soft armor exposed at the cracked part of Wu Ling's chest, and Zhang Heng's heart skipped a beat. With an envious tone, he said: "I didn't expect that Brother Wu would have a defensive spiritual artifact in his hands."

  Wu Ling did not deny it either, keeping a distance of ten meters from Zhang Heng, with a cautious look on his face.

  This guy is simply a human-shaped monster! Wu Ling couldn't help but feel a faint sense of fear towards Zhang Heng in front of him.

  "If it weren't for the low-grade defensive spirit artifact in my hand, I'm afraid I would have already died at your hands." Wu Ling's face was unsightly as he gazed at Zhang Heng, his tone carrying a hint of mockery.

  Zhang Heng's reluctant gaze moved away from Wu Ling's defensive spirit tool, and he said lightly: "Since we are going to form an alliance, I naturally want to test the strength of my ally. If you can't even withstand one of my eight successful moves, what qualifications do you have to be my ally?"

  Zhang Heng's sudden move just now was also to probe the opponent's strength, so he only used 50% of his physical strength and didn't even use his refined spiritual energy.

  But unexpectedly, this single blow that only used five-tenths of his physical strength was enough to take the life of an ordinary Qi Refining stage cultivator.

  If it weren't for the fact that his opponent had a low-grade spiritual artifact in hand, he would probably have already died at Zhang Heng's hands.

  However, under this misfired situation, it unexpectedly revealed a trump card in Wu Ling's hand.

  The value of a defensive spirit artifact far surpasses that of an attacking spirit artifact, and the materials used to refine a defensive spirit artifact are several times more than those of an attacking spirit artifact of the same rank!

  As far as Zhang Heng knew, in the entire Feng Xing Gate, it seemed that no one among the Qi Refining stage disciples possessed a defensive spiritual artifact.

  But Wu Ling, a newly entered inner disciple who was unknown to the world, had a defensive spiritual artifact. From this, it can be inferred that there were what kind of secrets hidden on his body.

  Moreover, the effect of a low-grade defensive spirit artifact should not be underestimated. Generally, even if a Qi-refining stage cultivator has an attacking spirit artifact in hand, it is still very difficult to harm a same-stage cultivator who is protected by a defensive spirit artifact.

  Because a Qi-refining stage cultivator cannot bring out the full power of a spiritual artifact, it is also very difficult to damage a spiritual artifact.

  Even now, Zhang Heng's physical body is extremely distorted, but his own defensive power still has some gap compared to the lower-grade defensive spirit device.

  It can be seen that this defensive spirit device has a great effect on the cultivators in the refining period, and even Zhang Heng is moved by it. However, his reason for being moved is not to take possession of this defensive spirit device, but to "refine" it.

  To know this thing, the materials spent are several times more than those of the same level attack spirit device, used to cultivate the abnormal work, and the effect can be imagined.

  If he had this thing, plus the remaining Iron Ridge Mother, Zhang Heng's success rate of successfully cultivating "Void Flame" would be even higher.

  Wu Ling's expression eased slightly: "So you're agreeing to form an alliance with me."

  Zhang Heng nodded and said: "Since you can withstand my attack just now, then you have the qualifications to be my teammate."

  "Teammate?" Wu Ling was unfamiliar with this term.

  Zhang Heng's face broke out in a cold sweat, almost fainting, his teammates were the players he had teamed up with while playing the virtual online game "Xian Dao".

  And he unknowingly took this world as the game world in "Xian Dao".

  Sweat, this can't happen again, Zhang Heng silently warned himself in his heart. This isn't a game, a slight carelessness could possibly make him completely lose his life.

  "Teammates are allies..." Zhang Heng explained to Wu Ling.

  Wu Ling nodded and said: "Alright, now we are allies...... no, teammates."

  Zhang Heng suppressed the smile in his heart and rushed to Wu Lingdao: "Since we are already teammates, some things must be made public."

  "What's wrong?" Wu Ling looked at Zhang Heng with some vigilance.

  "Alright, I'll ask you a question. What's your relationship with that Old Master Ouyang?" Zhang Heng asked first, raising the most important doubt.

  He allied with Wu Ling also in order to add some variables to his future confrontation with Ouyang Tian De.

  Although he can refine "Void Flame" later on, he is not so afraid of the Soul Devouring Gu in his body.

  But who knows if Ouyang Old Ancestor has applied some kind of magical mark on himself. Moreover, the Soul Devouring Gu is a spiritual creature raised by Ouyang Old Ancestor, once the Soul Devouring Gu dies, Ouyang Old Ancestor will definitely feel some connection with the Soul Devouring Gu's soul.

  So, although Zhang Heng could eliminate the Soul Devouring Insect from his body, it didn't mean he could successfully escape Ouyang Tiande's surveillance. The divine sense of a Foundation Establishment cultivator was not to be underestimated.

  Wu Ling's eyes flashed with a fierce glint upon hearing Ou Yang Tian De's name, the air seemed to stagnate for a moment, but quickly returned to normal. He spoke in a measured tone: "I swear to destroy this child in my lifetime."

  "Alright, I have no more questions," Zhang Heng said calmly.

  Wu Ling's gaze lingered on Zhang Heng for a moment, lowering his voice to say: "I also have a question to ask you... do you know the real secret inside that cave? I'm referring to the original master of the cave."

  Zhang Heng's heart skipped a beat, it seemed that Wu Ling also knew the secret of this cave.

  "Invincible under the heavens." Zhang Heng's barely audible voice reached Wu Ling's ears.

  Wu Ling's eyes showed no surprise, and he continued, "Alright, since you already know this secret, we'll work together once we get to the cave."

  Zhang Heng nodded and asked with some puzzlement: "Why did you have to find me to cooperate?"

  Wu Ling hesitated for a moment, then said: "I won't keep it from you, the secret of that mysterious temple, Ouyang Old Ancestor knows part of it, and I know part of it. It's not convenient for me to say more here, you'll understand when the time comes."

  Zhang Heng secretly sneered in his heart, as for the secrets of this mysterious temple, Ou Yang's old ancestor indeed still had some hidden intentions towards himself, and it was estimated that he would only reveal them to him before entering the cave.