It seems that this witch has used heavy measures to trap the Continent Guardian.
"Witch, thirty years ago, you brought this upon yourself. Can you really blame me?"
The Continent Guardian spoke coldly.
"Hmph, you are forever my dog! Zhan Ling, after thirty years of development, you are still stuck at the Nascent Soul Realm. You disappoint me terribly!"
The witch shook her head and raised her jade-like hand, poised to strike.
But at this moment, Yang Tian called out, "Witch, stop immediately!"
"Stop?"
The witch paused, looking at Yang Tian with interest, "Yang Tian, what amusement do you have this time?"
"This Continent Guardian is my ancestor, witch, do not kill him!"
Wang Yue was the first to step forward and speak up.
"Your ancestor?" The witch showed interest, "Your surname is Wang, so his full name must be Wang Zhanling, right?"
"Wang Zhanling?"
Hearing this, Yang Tian could further confirm that the Continent Guardian was indeed Wang Lingzhan.
Wang Zhanling and Wang Lingzhan, the names were just swapped around.
The witch calling the Guardian Zhan Ling made Yang Tian even more certain that the Continent Guardian was the person he was looking for.
"Witch, this old man's real name is Wang Lingzhan, he is my Taigong. If you fight against him, I'll fight with you!"
Wang Yue no longer called her 'big sister' and directly addressed her as a witch.
"Heh heh…" But the witch laughed, "You pathetic dogs dare to challenge me? It's utterly ridiculous! Give me a reason not to kill you!"
Wang Yue wanted to say something more, but Ling Ying pulled her back.
Ling Ying glanced at the Continent Guardian and raised her voice, "Witch, have you heard of the Ancient Martial Dynasty? Wang Lingzhan is one of the Four Great Golden Spirit Guardians of the Ancient Martial Dynasty. We came here to take him out and restore the Ancient Martial Dynasty. We mean you no offense."
"Ancient Martial Dynasty?"
The witch suddenly laughed.
She waved her hand, and several beams of light hit the cage.
Instantly, the cage began to burn fiercely, and the Continent Guardian struggled, bursting forth with a series of magical treasures, trying to break the cage, but all in vain.
This cage was crafted with immortal-level magical treasures.
Even though the Continent Guardian had been here for over thirty years, he still couldn't fight against such a cage.
As the fire burned fiercely, the Continent Guardian's face turned pale and bloodless.
"Witch, what will it take for you to release him?"
Yang Tian feared Wang Lingzhan would be killed and could no longer care, wanting to negotiate with the witch.
"Oh, Yang Tian, are you begging me?"
The witch asked with great interest.
"I am not begging you, but negotiating."
Yang Tian said.
"Heh heh, you are merely a pitiful weakling. What qualifies you to negotiate with me?"
The witch laughed.
Hearing this, Yang Tian knew today's matter could not be resolved peacefully. If Wang Lingzhan died, then the revival of the Ancient Martial Dynasty would be out of the question. So Yang Tian steeled his heart and leapt up to attack the witch.
Clang!
The Holy Sword on Yang Tian flew out, striking fiercely at the witch in mid-air.
"Overestimating yourself!"
The witch smiled coldly, pressing lightly with her hand, and the Holy Sword was frozen in mid-air.
"It's you who are overestimating yourself!"
Yang Tian exclaimed coldly, his body already appearing behind the witch, and almost in the next second, he operated his Spiritual Breath, pressing at the musical acupoint inside the witch's left arm.
He naturally knew that to deal with the witch, he had to attack her musical acupoints.
So as the Holy Sword struck, Yang Tian had already used the Instant Transfer Divine Talisman to move next to the witch.
But just as he attacked the witch, she hummed coldly, and with a pinch, she caught Yang Tian's neck.
The icy aura emanated from her jade-like hands.
Yang Tian thought to himself that this was bad. He hadn't expected the witch to react so swiftly. He wanted to break free, but the icy aura from her hands left him powerless.
"Yang Tian, I don't know how you learned about my weak points, but you will die here today!"
The witch spoke coldly.
"Die?"
Hearing this, Yang Tian decided to go all out, operating the Spiritual Breath within him to press rapidly towards the musical acupoint on the witch's body.
"You truly are a fearless guy!"
The witch saw Yang Tian still trying to attack her acupoint even before death and suddenly laughed, releasing her hand as a surge of Spiritual Breath pushed Yang Tian away.
"Big brother…"
Seeing Yang Tian land on the ground, retreating more than ten steps before stopping, Wang Yue and Ling Ying rushed over.
"I'm fine…"
The Spiritual Breath within Yang Tian boiled; he waved his hand and looked up at the witch in mid-air, perplexed as to why she didn't kill him.
"Yang Tian, my little darling, shall we negotiate?" The witch in mid-air looked at Yang Tian with great interest, saying, "You have many secrets I want to know. Are you perhaps connected to my true form?"
Yang Tian's heart sank.
He hadn't expected the witch to have found out about her true form.
Indeed, Yang Tian had connections with the witch's true form, allowing him to successfully cultivate the Nuwa Divine Technique.
But on the surface, he still feigned confusion and asked, "Witch, your true form? The peerless beauty inside the ice crystal coffin?"
"Exactly. I assume you know where that ice crystal coffin is?"
The witch asked with great interest.
"Honestly, we are also searching for that coffin, but it has self-protection mechanisms. Any attack makes it vanish into thin air, so we haven't been able to find it despite searching for a long time!"