Chapter 426 - 401: Battle Against Two He Daos_1

"A powerful being is quickly approaching with an astonishing oppressive presence, most likely, it’s an Immortal Lord."

Lu Yan said.

"It’s probable that a few more Immortal Lords have broken free. Their haste to kill suggests fear, fear that you might advance, or perhaps, fear that I might recover."

Lin Yan said.

"Unfortunately, I haven’t advanced yet."

Lu Yan sighed, clenched his fists tightly, somewhat resentful.

He was constrained by time.

His cultivation under extreme conditions progresses at a very fast rate.

If given more time, he would surely advance.

Unfortunately, his time was cut short.

To advance to the fifth rotation of Primordial Spirit, how easy could it be? Even if Lu Yan cultivates with all his might, it wouldn’t be possible within these mere twenty days.

"Lu Yan, are you scared?"

Lin Yan suddenly asked.

"There are some things that, even though they scare you, there’s no way to retreat from, you simply must face them."

Lu Yan responded.

He was, of course, scared.

In the world, who does not fear death?

He even once had the desire to abandon his responsibilities, to escape alone, preserving life with the philosophy ’the mountain is still there when all else is burned to ashes’.

Once he had increased his cultivation level in the future, he can deal with the Fairy Ruins and Spirit Sect.

But in the end, he resisted the urge.

As a man, there are things he should do, and things he shouldn’t

If he were to truly abandon them, he would likely live the rest of his life in guilt and unease, spawning a heart demon.

Lin Yan just smiled and didn’t say much.

Whoosh!

Two figures manifested themselves to the right of Lu Yan.

It was Chu Tianjiao and King Ming.

"Senior, have you advanced?"

Lu Yan glanced at King Ming and his eyes lit up.

The energy surrounding King Ming was concealed, but the Rule Power flowing around him was considerably stronger than before.

Very obviously, it was not the Sixth Rotation of the Yuan God, but... the Seventh.

"Under intense pressure, I had no choice but to advance."

King Ming said with a smile.

Lin Yan took a few glances at King Ming, his eyes shining like sunlight, reflecting surprise but he did not elaborate.

"They’re here!"

Lu Yan suddenly uttered, looking towards the front.

In the distance, four enormous beings were rushing here, creating a dull roar in the void wherever they passed, leaving the cloud layer empty. Their terrifying aura was spreading everywhere.

Atop Wu Mountain, nearly a million troops all felt enormous pressure, their breathing stopped.

Whoosh!

A snow-white beast paw as large as a mountain, reached towards Wu Mountain.

"White Tiger Immortal Master, you ran away like a stray dog back then, and you dare come back today? I will send you to hell."

Lin Yan roared and stepped forward. He was already outside the Formation, a Coiling Dragon Spear forming in his hand. As he thrust forward, the spear increased its size dramatically and collided with the white beast paw.

With a boom, the energy spread out in all directions. The white claw retreated.

Four beasts, large as mountains, appeared in front.

A two-headed white tiger, a gigantic python, a blue giant ape, and a grey wolf.

The four huge beasts lined up, their oppressive aura extremely intense.

Any normal Primordial Spirit, facing such a lineup, would crumble, losing the will to resist.

"Lin Yan, today, the one who dies is you."

The eyes of the White Tiger Immortal Master revealed a cold, murderous intent. He lunged forward, the Rule of Gold swirling around, creating countless golden blades, directed towards Lin Yan.

"Two against one, quick fight, quick victory."

The grey wolf said, also pouncing towards Lin Yan. With a roar, a gigantic wind blade was formed, slashing towards Lin Yan.

Suddenly, a large phantom image of a tree rushed into the wolf’s sea of consciousness.

But Lu Yan did not find the other party’s Primordial Spirit.

Clearly, the four Immortal Lords all know Lu Yan’s methods well. Afraid that Lu Yan would use this tactic to ambush them, they had made preparations, transferring their Primordial Spirits into their physical bodies.

The Big Tree Phantom Image was in vain. But the Destroying Demon Arrow had already been shot out, directed at the wolf’s eyes.

But a huge tail swept out from the side, hitting the Destroying Demon Arrow and sending it flying.

The Immortal Master Nanmang was the one who acted.

"Lu Yan, you think you’re safe hiding inside the Formation, this Immortal Lord will destroy the Formation first."

Immortal Master Nanmang directed his gaze at Lu Yan, sweeping his massive tail.

The Rule of Water surged, the energy of the world gathered, forming a river rushing towards Wu Mountain’s Formation.

Lu Yan shot out an arrow. The arrow became a streak of light, splitting the river into two halves.

Then Lu Yan put away the Slaying Immortals Bow, held the Five-Colored Battle Knife, stepped on stars and in a flash, he was outside the Formation, slashing towards the giant snake.

At the same time, the Thunder Bell flew out, its chimes incessant, one after another bolts of lightning strike down, entwining on the Five-Colored Battle Knife, increasing its lethality.

The Immortal Master Nanmang’s body shone, a whip flying out.

This whip had patterns that highly resembled snake skin, most likely crafted from it.

Crack!

The whip hit the Five-Colored Battle Knife.

A tremendous force surged forth, and Lu Yan felt like he had been hit by the sea, his arms trembling, retreating violently.

"Kill!"

Immortal Master Nanmang roared, urging the whip forward, attacking Lu Yan non-stop, filling the air with the shadow of the whip.

Lu Yan stepped with Star Leg, weaving through the shadows of the whip. At the same time, his Five-Colored Battle Knife split into five, shrinking its size but piercing through the shadows, slashing against the immense presence of Immortal Master Nanmang.

The offensive power of the Five-Colored Battle Knife, of course, fell short in comparison with the Destroying Demon Arrow.

But driven by Lu Yan’s piercingly sharp True Vigor, the knife breached Immortal Master Nanmang’s defense, leaving a trail of bloody streaks across his body.

Experiencing pain, Immortal Master Nanmang cried out in a long howl, shrinking his body rapidly to the size of several tens of meters.

Upon reducing size, he gained agility. With the nimble twist of his body, he managed to dodge the attack from the Five-Colored Battle Knife.

"Tianjiao, we should make a move too. We must block another Immortal Lord, even if it costs us our lives."

As Lu Yan was making his move, King Ming relayed this message to Chu Tianjiao.

Streams of sword light and spear light shot out, aiming at the emerald giant ape.

"A mere Seventh Transformation of the Primordial Spirit dares to stop me? Overconfident!"

The azure giant ape launched two palms in mid-air, sending two palm prints whizzing through the air. The palm strikes hit the sword light and the spear light, driving Chu Tianjiao and King Ming back by several thousand meters. Blood flowed from their mouths.

The Seventh Transformation and the Eighth Turn of the Primordial Spirit were worlds apart. Even when joining forces, the two were no match.

However, they were fearless. After retreating, they advanced to attack once again.

Their bodies were cloaked in a rosy glow, almost like a burning flame.

They were burning their very own life forces.

King Ming and Chu Tianjiao understood that to halt an Immortal Lord at the He Dao level with their power, they had to risk their lives.

Thus, the moment they acted, they unflinchingly burnt their very selves.

Both their Primordial Spirit Manifestations emerged and joined, attacking the azure giant ape.

"Seeking death, then let’s dispose of you two first."

The emerald giant ape sneered, its killing intent surging as it grabbed mid-air. A green stick materialized in its hands.

Rule Power surged and it swung the stick horizontally.

Bang! Bang!

The Primordial Spirit Manifestations of both King Ming and Chu Tianjiao were sent flying thousands of meters by the blast, their bodies riddled with fractures.

Immediately afterwards, the shadow of the stick loomed large, bombarding both King Ming and Chu Tianjiao.

Despite their best efforts, they found it difficult to defend. After clashing with the stick, they were forced to retreat, vomiting blood.

"Father, second brother..."

"King Ming..."

Inside the formation, Chu Long, Xiang Chongyang, and others had bloodshot eyes. They were eager to rush out and assist King Ming.

"None of you are allowed to go out. If you do, you’ll be giving your lives away needlessly. Stand firm and use the formation to fight the enemy."

King Ming barked, stepping forward once again to confront the emerald giant ape, advancing fearlessly.

Meanwhile.

White Tiger Immortal Master and Immortal Lord Bingfeng were engaged in a battle with Lin Yan, seizing control of the situation.

Lin Yan could only muster a defensive fight, dodging with his agility and tying up the opponents with his well-versed experience, but he was teetering on the brink.

"Bingfeng, I will hold back Lin Yan. You go join Nanmang. First, take Lu Yan’s head and then kill Lin Yan."

White Tiger Immortal Master communicated this to Immortal Lord Bingfeng.

"Alright."

Immortal Lord Bingfeng lept and fiercely lunged towards Lu Yan.

As Immortal Lord Bingfeng cultivated Rule of Wind, his speed was astonishingly fast. With a blink of an eye, he was within striking distance of Lu Yan.

Lu Yan was engaged in a fierce battle with Immortal Master Nanmang, and with his strength, it was already laborious to fend off just Immortal Master Nanmang. He didn’t have the ability to dodge Immortal Lord Bingfeng’s sneak attack.

Bang!

The claws of Immortal Lord Bingfeng found their target on Lu Yan’s body.

Lu Yan was flung out, the area hit by the claws turned into a bloody mess.

"This kid’s defensive power is indeed extraordinary. My claw attack didn’t dismember him."

Immortal Lord Bingfeng was also taken aback.

Just imagine, his single blow was sufficient to inflict a severe wound on an Immortal Lord at the He Dao level.

Although there was no Rule Power guarding Lu Yan’s body, his defense seemed to surpass the Immortal Lords at the He Dao level.

"I don’t believe I can’t finish you off."

An inward sneer ran through Immortal Lord Bingfeng’s mind as he launched consecutive claw attacks. Numerous wind blades swirled towards Lu Yan.

Lu Yan’s palms sliced through the air like a blade, combating the wind blades.

Suddenly, a soft whip lashed towards Lu Yan’s head.

A radiance flickered on Lu Yan, and a Martial Arts Avatar charged out, colliding with the soft whip.

A loud explosion blew the Martial Arts Avatar to smithereens.

Although the whip’s momentum was slightly suppressed, Lu Yan had to exert Thunder Bell to fend off the whip.

"Let’s see how many moves you can defend."

Immortal Master Nanmang sneered; soft whip was cast, engulfing the world around them in whip shadows, pressing down on Lu Yan like an inescapable net.

At the same time, he spit out a cloud of poison mist towards Lu Yan.

Undoubtedly, this was potent poison.

Lu Yan couldn’t risk coming into contact with it and had to retreat. But unexpectedly, he was hit by two wind blades, causing two bloody wounds to appear on his body.

Moreover, the wind blades carried a terrifying cold force.

Immortal Lord Bingfeng did not just have wind in his name.

The Rule of Wind he had mastered was ice wind, possessing the characteristics of wind yet containing the freezing power of ice.

The freezing energy flowed into his body through the wounds, traveling through the past, freezing and corrupting everything it touched - muscles, meridians, blood.

Lu Yan exerted all his strength to channel his True Vigor, fighting against the ice-wind’s power. Ultimately, with the help of his overwhelming True Vigor, he forced the ice-wind power out of his body.

During this process, three of his Martial Arts Avatars were lost to fend off the whip.

"Fairy Tornado."

After consecutively failing to take out Lu Yan, Immortal Lord Bingfeng’s patience was wearing thin. He cranked up his aura to its peak, swinging his towers one after another. Each swipe gave birth to a howling tornado.

The tornado was small when it first appeared, but it grew larger as the energy and the Rule of Wind in the world were drawn towards it.

In an instant, the tornado grew into a giant connecting heaven and earth.

Such tornadoes, seven in total, swept towards Lu Yan, leaving no room to dodge.