Chapter 454 - 429: Strike Against Immortality_1

Lu Yan looked up, only to see countless red strands falling from the sky, filling the void.

He swiped his palm at one of the strands but was met with a ’tink’ sound, the scales on his hand slightly dented.

"Such sharp strands..."

A change came over Lu Yan’s face.

The strands were incredibly thin, but the thinner they were, the stronger their penetration power.

Even his defence was almost breached by them.

He applied force to his palm, unleashed his True Vigor, and the strand was flung away...but a trace of white appeared on his hand.

After being flung away, the strand didn’t snap. It flew up a distance like a spring and came down again.

At the same time, countless strands rushed towards Lu Yan.

Lu Yan activated footwork as fast as a ghost, moving around in mid-air, evading the strands darting down.

However, with the vast number of strands occupying the air, no matter how fast he moved, he couldn’t avoid them all.

Those he couldn’t avoid, he struck head-on.

Tink, tink, tink...

Strand after strand was flung away by him, only to return and wrap around him.

A strand coiled around Lu Yan’s arm, tightening abruptly as if intending to slice his arm off.

The scales on his arm collapsed inwards.

Lu Yan exerted True Vigor to snap the strand, but for the first time, he failed.

The toughness of this strand exceeded all expectations.

"Break."

Lu Yan growled low as his True Vigor quickly condensed into a blade and shot out, severing the strand and freeing his arm.

But countless strands sliced through the air, hissing as they coiled around him.

With a thought from Lu Yan, the Five-Colored Battle Knife flew out and landed in his right hand.

The five-colored blade light surged, swept in all directions, and struck all the strands.

Some strands were cut-off, others bounced off and then wrapped around again.

Those cut strands didn’t stop at the base but continued to elongate and slash at Lu Yan.

Surrounding Lu Yan, were all these red strands, densely woven like a net.

"This won’t work. These strands are endless, cutting them doesn’t stop them. Engaging with them will only deplete my energy. As the saying goes, capture the king first."

Lu Yan combined man and knife into one, shot towards the red-haired youth, slashing through countless strands and rapidly approaching him.

Ding, ding...

The sonorous sound of the Thunder Bell resounded without stopping, pouring down onto the red-haired youth.

The red-haired youth moved, his feet stepping onto a red strand. The strand bent like a bowstring, then sprung back.

Whoosh!

Like lightning, the red-haired youth shot out, landing on another strand. This strand, like the previous one, bent and sprang back, propelling the red-haired youth even faster.

In this manner, the red-haired youth hopped among the countless strands, his speed increasing all the while. Even the sound waves from the Thunder Bell struggled to lock onto him.

"Split!"

Lu Yan softly roared as the Five-Colored Battle Knife split into five, surrounding him and forming a wheel to repel the incoming strands.

Meanwhile, Lu Yan held the Exorcism Bow and Demon Destroying Arrow.

His Spiritual Sense spread, locking onto the red-haired youth’s trajectory.

Whoosh!

An arrow shot out, seemingly teleporting, instantly closing in on the red-haired youth.

The red-haired youth was taken aback.

The arrow had come too fast, with no time for him to react.

With a thought, boundless lightning burst from his body towards the Destroying Demon Arrow.

But, the Destroying Demon Arrow flickered, splitting into nine.

Of these, one penetrated the lightning and headed for the red-haired youth’s chest.

Roar!

The red-haired youth roared, a crimson bolt of lightning shooting from his mouth to strike the Destroying Demon Arrow.

The Destroying Demon Arrow juddered, veering off its direction and flew past the youth.

But this delay caused the red-haired youth to falter.

Dong!

The Thunder Bell locked onto the red-haired youth, its sound waves pouring down and striking him.

The face of the youth turned pale, his Yuan god was stinging, and the red strands dancing in the sky became chaotic.

Whish, whish, whish!

This was the opportunity Lu Yan had been waiting for.

Without losing a moment, he let loose three arrows.

The three Destroying Demon Arrows connected into a line, shooting towards the red-haired youth, instantly closing in.

The red-haired youth roared, forcing himself to ignore the pang in his Yuan god while a myriad of strands from his head flew out, intertwined to form a shield.

Simultaneously, his body burst with countless lightning sparks, wrapping around him to form Thunder Armor.

Boom!

The first arrow pierced the shield of red strands, only to be repelled by the Thunder Armor.

The second arrow tore through the Thunder Armor, striking into the youth’s heart, but it got stuck in his extremely strong and heavily regulated flesh and bones.

But the third arrow followed closely.

This arrow, the red-haired youth had no way of stopping.

At the critical moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the red-haired youth. With a flick of his finger, he deflected the Destroying Demon Arrow.

The arrow violently trembled and whizzed hundreds of miles away.

The one who acted was Zhao Zhihuan.

"Master..."

The red-haired youth yanked the Destroying Demon Arrow from his chest, a look of desolation and shame on his face as he bowed to Zhao Zhihuan.

"You’ve lost. Retreat and recover."

Zhao Zhihuan’s cold voice echoed.

"Yes!"

The red-haired youth bent over, grabbed the Destroying Demon Arrow, and circulated his True Vigor to destroy it, but found out he couldn’t destroy the arrow after exerting his energy.

He snorted coldly and swung his hand, discarding the Destroying Demon Arrow into the distance.

With a thought by Lu Yan, the Destroying Demon Arrow curved and returned to his hand.

He now knew that the Exorcism Bow and Demon Destroying Arrow were not made by Martial Ancestor, but by Mr. World.

Lu Yan, holding the Exorcism Bow and Demon Destroying Arrow, cautiously stared at Zhao Zhihuan.

"A Sixth Rotation of the Yuan God can defeat those who have undergone the Six-Nine Sky Tribulations. Throughout ancient times in the Wild Land, there are very few instances. It seems it’s not just about having a special soul, there’s more to it."

"Here’s a deal, you ally yourself with me, help me, and I can ignore what happened today."

Zhao Zhihuan slowly spoke.

He spoke unhurriedly, but his voice was cold, filled with an unquestionable chill.

"Join you, and I won’t even know how I’ll die," Lu Yan thought scornfully, but he voiced out: "Senior wishes to instruct me? Although I know I stand no chance against you, I am willing to fight to the death to experience the prowess of the Immortal Realm."

"Humph, don’t try to provoke me. This is not the Wild Land, so what if I bully the weak?"

This time, Zhao Zhihuan spoke through sound transmission, his voice became even colder.

Originally, he did not intend to make a move. Considering his status as an Immortal, fighting a Sixth Rotation Yuan God would be shameful if the news got out.

However, his subordinates were all disappointing.

And after all, this wasn’t the Wild Land, nobody knew him here, so what if he bullied the weak?

Compared to the Three Emperors Command, all of these were insignificant.

Boom!

An intimidating aura erupted from Zhao Zhihuan, engulfing the surroundings and pressing down towards Lu Yan.

Then, a giant palm materializes from thin air above Lu Yan, grabbing downwards.

"Explode for me."

Lu Yan unleashed all his power, pulling his bow and shooting four arrows skyward.

The four arrows hit the giant palm, one after the other.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

All four Destroying Demon Arrows hit the same spot, resulting in four consecutive bangs.

Yet the giant palm remained unscathed.

"The power of Immortality, as expected, is formidable."

Lu Yan’s expression turned serious.

After entering the Immortal Realm, the Yuan God, the physical body, and the True Vigor all become rule-based, forming a stronger power through the merging of the soul, True Vigor, and the rules.

This power was known as Immortal Power.

It was a power far superior to True Vigor.

True Vigor was nothing before it.

Despite Lu Yan’s True Vigor having undergone numerous transformations and far exceeding that of ordinary people, it was still unable to break the Immortal Power.

Starry Sky Step!

Just as the giant palm was about to land, Lu Yan took a step, his foot twinkling like stardust. It was as though a starry sky emerged, and in the next moment, he was already hundreds of miles away, avoiding the strike of the giant hand.

Next, in the sea of his consciousness, the Yuan God exerted all its power, and with a push from both hands, a Big Tree Phantom Image emerged from nothingness, charging towards Zhao Zhihuan’s consciousness.

"A Soul Attack? Child’s play."

Zhao Zhihuan sneered dismissively.

Boom!

The Big Tree Phantom Image slammed into Zhao Zhihuan’s Yuan God.

Zhao Zhihuan’s expression changed slightly, his Yuan God was shaken, retreating backward and lost his focus for a moment.

Lu Yan had been waiting for this opportunity.

The Thunder Knife Fragment shot out, aiming straight at Zhao Zhihuan’s forehead.

However, Zhao Zhihuan was, after all, an Immortal. His Yuan God was extraordinarily strong, and although he was momentarily unfocused, he didn’t lose control over his body.

Just as the Thunder Knife Fragment was nearing his forehead, he flicked it away.

Ding!

The Thunder Knife Fragment flew backwards.

"As expected, it’s no use. The gap with an Immortal is too vast."

Lu Yan sighed, reaching out his right hand and catching the Thunder Knife Fragment.

Zhao Zhihuan’s face darkened, his body emanating a chilling killing intent.

He was wounded.

His fingernail was pierced by the Thunder Knife Fragment, a sliver of blood seeped out.

Who was he?

As a high and mighty Immortal, to be wounded and bled by a Sixth Rotation Yuan God martial cultivator was an immense humiliation.

If this were to be known, other Immortals would laugh their heads off.

Humiliation!

This cannot be spread.

He was already contemplating whether he should eliminate all of his subordinates after finding the Three Emperors Command and returning to the Wild Land.

As for Lu Yan...

Zhao Zhihuan’s eyes were icy cold, he planned to suppress Lu Yan, refining him into a puppet, a walking corpse.

Boom!

Zhao Zhihuan’s terrifying power exploded completely. Above in the sky, the wind and cloud receded, dark clouds gathering. A river flowed rapidly, quickly transforming into a vast sea, pressing down towards Lu Yan.

"Not good, I’ve been locked in."

Lu Yan wanted to dodge but found the air around him exceptionally sticky. A powerful force was squeezing him, rendering him unable to move a muscle.

Rumble!

The vast sea crashed down, covering an area several times larger than Wangu City, apocalyptic in nature.

If it hit, he would undoubtedly be smashed into pieces.

"Mr. World, I can only rely on you now."

Lu Yan thought to himself.

No sooner had the thought risen did numerous runes appear above him, filling the air.