novelapdf Chapter 92: Killing Lu Yang
Chapter 92: Killing Lu Yang
Li Wuwei nodded slightly, then sat down to the side and looked at He Yu, saying:
"Tell me about the important things that have happened since I went into seclusion."
He Yu nodded slightly, and then said:
"Elder Lu Sui moved his family to Qingyuan River. At that time, the sect leader was in seclusion, so I went to present him with a gift on your behalf."
"Fellow Daoist Zhao Nanxu has broken through to the mid-Foundation Establishment stage."
……
He Yu recounted more than ten things in one breath.
Li Wu nodded and then asked:
"Any news from the Biyang Sect?"
He Yu replied:
"A Foundation Establishment senior from the Biyang Sect named Su Wanqing has come to see me twice, asking the sect leader to go to the Biyang Sect as soon as he comes out of seclusion."
Li Wuwei nodded slightly, pondering to himself:
"Why is the Biyang Sect so eager to find me? Could it be that they've discovered Luyang?"
Although the Chusheng Sect was destroyed in the battle in Xu Kingdom, Luyang still managed to escape.
With this in mind, Li Wu got up and headed towards the Biyang Sect.
Li Wu rode the lightning and quickly arrived at the Biyang Sect.
The mountain gate of Biyang Sect was still shrouded in mist and ethereal atmosphere, just as it had been before.
As soon as he landed outside the mountain gate, a disciple on duty stepped forward, recognized him, and quickly bowed, saying:
"Elder Li, you're back. Uncle Su instructed that you should be taken to the council hall as soon as you arrive."
Li Wuwei nodded slightly and followed the disciple through layers of restrictions towards Biyang Peak.
Inside the council hall, True Person Xuanqing was discussing matters with several elders when he saw Li Wu enter. He raised his hand to signal everyone to leave.
Only when the two of them remained in the waiting hall did Xuanqing speak:
"Please sit down."
Li Wuyi sat down as instructed and went straight to the point:
"The sect leader urgently summons you; is there news from Lüyang?"
Xuan Qing's expression hardened slightly, and he nodded.
"Half a month ago, a scout spotted him in the wasteland north of Danfeng Island."
He raised his hand and waved it, and a map of spiritual energy appeared in mid-air, marking a blood-red dot in an area in the northeast of Danfeng Continent.
"Where is this place?" Li Wu asked.
Xuan Qing said in a deep voice:
"An ancient battlefield ruin, barren for miles around, with chaotic spiritual energy, even ordinary cultivators would have difficulty finding their way inside."
Upon hearing this, Li Wu frowned slightly and asked, puzzled:
"What is Lu Yang trying to do by hiding in a place like that?"
Xuan Qing shook his head, his expression grave, and said:
"This is exactly what I'm worried about. Although this ancient battlefield is dangerous, it is rumored to contain ancient inheritances. Some people have even said that Nascent Soul level cultivation techniques and spiritual objects are buried there."
He paused, then looked at Li Wu:
"Lu Yang is a man of deep cunning. His escape here may not be just to save his life, but more likely to use the chaotic atmosphere there to heal his wounds or even find an opportunity to break through."
Li Wu frowned slightly:
"What does the sect leader mean?"
"I want you to come here."
Xuanqing said frankly:
"You cultivate thunder magic, which is the most suitable candidate to counter Lu Yang's demonic arts."
"Should I go alone?" Li Wu asked.
"Of course not."
Xuan Qing shook his head and said:
"This ancient battlefield is extremely dangerous. I will send Junior Brother Xuanxin to accompany you. Su Wanqing will also go with us, as she is familiar with the terrain."
Li Wu pondered for a moment, then nodded and said:
"Sure, but I need more information about Mount Cangwu."
"That's natural."
Xuanqing took out a jade slip from his sleeve and handed it to him, saying:
"This is all the information I've collected about the ancient battlefield. Take a close look on your journey."
Li Wu took the jade slip and scanned it briefly with his spiritual sense; the information recorded inside was quite detailed.
Xuanqing then said:
"There's no time to lose. We'll depart in three days. You should rest now. If you need anything, just let the disciples in the sect know."
Li Wu stood up, cupped his hands in greeting, and turned to leave.
As he walked out of the council hall, Su Wanqing was standing under the eaves. Seeing him come out, she smiled slightly.
"You've agreed to the sect leader's proposal?"
"Um."
Su Wanqing nodded and said:
"I'll go too, it'll be good to have someone to look out for me on the way."
Li Wuwei nodded slightly.
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Three days later, the sky began to lighten.
When Li Wucong walked out of the inn, Xuanxin and Su Wanqing were already waiting for him at the top of Biyang Peak.
Xuanxin was still wearing a gray robe, his face was withered, and his expression was unreadable.
Today, Su Wanqing changed into a neat blue robe, with a short sword hanging at her waist. Her hair was tied up in a high bun, making her look capable and efficient.
"Elder Li, are you ready?" Xuanxin's voice was hoarse.
Li Wu nodded.
"Let's go."
Xuanxin raised his hand and waved, a beam of spiritual light enveloping the three of them, and they sped off in the northeast direction.
The ancient battlefield is located on the northeastern edge of Danfeng Continent, about ten thousand miles away from Biyang Sect.
The three traveled at breakneck speed, their streaks of light flashing across the sky, while the mountains and rivers below receded rapidly.
During the journey, Li Wu took out the jade slip and carefully studied the records inside.
The ruins of an ancient battlefield are said to have been the site of a great battle tens of thousands of years ago, which caused the heavens and earth to collapse and mountains and rivers to shatter.
After that battle, the area within a thousand miles became a dead zone, with chaotic spiritual energy, unstable space, and spatial rifts appearing from time to time. Ordinary cultivators who stepped into it would be swallowed up by the rifts if they were not careful.
But even in danger, there is opportunity.
The chaotic spiritual energy contains traces of ancient battles; if one can glean even a fraction of its essence, it will greatly benefit one's cultivation.
Some have even discovered magical artifacts, elixirs, and even cultivation techniques left behind by ancient cultivators in the Cangwu Mountains.
"I've been to that place once too." Seeing him looking so intently, Su Wanqing explained, "The outer area is alright, just a bit chaotic with spiritual energy. The inner area is a different story. Spatial rifts are everywhere, and there are still remnants of fighting spirit. You can get injured if you're not careful."
"Have you been inside the inner perimeter?" Li Wu asked.
Su Wanqing shook her head and said:
"I only explored the outer perimeter; the inner area is too dangerous, and I dare not venture in alone."
Xuanxin spoke from the front:
"The ancient battlefield spans a thousand miles, and the closer you get to the center, the more dangerous it becomes. But if Luyang wants to hide, he will definitely go deeper into the area, so we must be prepared."
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Soon, the three of them arrived at the edge of the ancient battlefield.
Looking into the distance, all one could see was a desolate wilderness, barren of vegetation, with broken rocks and dried-up gullies everywhere.
"The spiritual energy here..." Li Wu frowned slightly.
He sensed that the spiritual energy around him was extremely chaotic, with various types of spiritual energy intertwined and conflicting with each other. Cultivating in such an environment would not only be useless, but might even backfire.
"It feels weird, doesn't it?"
Su Wanqing said:
"When I first came here, I wasn't used to it either. I had to constantly circulate my magic power to protect myself, otherwise these chaotic spiritual energies would seep into my meridians."
Xuanxin raised his hand and cast a spell. A pagoda-shaped magic artifact appeared above the three of them, slowly rotating to disperse the chaotic spiritual energy around them.
"Stay close to me, don't stray." Xuan Xin's voice was hoarse as she took the lead and sped into the depths of the wasteland.
The three flew close to the ground at a slow speed, constantly alert to any movement around them.
The deeper you go, the more eerie the atmosphere becomes.
Huge craters and cracks began to appear on the ground, and some of the craters still had faint spiritual light remaining on their edges, clearly traces of an ancient battle.
The three of them traveled across the wasteland for about two more hours before a mountain finally came into view ahead.
It's called a mountain, but it's really just a pile of ruins.
The mountain was cut off halfway up, leaving only a bare base, its surface riddled with cracks, as if it could collapse at any moment.
The three landed on a mountain ridge. Xuanxin raised his hand and cast several spells to probe the surrounding atmosphere.
A moment later, he opened his eyes, his expression grave:
"There's a hint of Luyang about him; he definitely came here."
"Can we track it down?" Li Wu asked.
Xuanxin nodded: "Okay, but the deeper we go, the more spatial rifts we'll encounter, so you must stay close."
The three continued deeper into the area.
Xuanxin led the way, stopping from time to time to check the aura and adjust the direction.
After traveling for a while, a huge depression appeared ahead, with a half-collapsed stone hall in the center. The surface of the stone hall was covered with some kind of array pattern.
"Luyang's aura is in the stone hall," Xuanxin said in a low voice.
Li Wu's gaze narrowed slightly, and the Thunder Sound Flying Sword was already poised to be unleashed in his sleeve.
The three of them quietly approached the stone hall. Xuanxin raised his hand and cast a detection spell. The spell entered the stone hall and returned a moment later.
"There's only one person in the hall, and his breathing is unstable. It should be Lü Yang," Xuan Xin said.
"But there were some strange things around him that I couldn't see clearly."
Li Wu pondered for a moment and said:
"Let's go in and take a look."
Xuanxin nodded slightly, summoned a shield-shaped magical artifact, and carefully walked inside while constantly holding a spell in his hand.
As for Li Wu and Su Wanqing, they each held their magical artifacts and followed behind, constantly keeping an eye on all directions.
The stone hall contains a space that is much more open than it appears from the outside.
Within it, the spiritual energy of the three elements of wood, fire, and earth is abundant, and everywhere one can see forests, seas of fire, and mountains formed by the materialization of spiritual energy.
"It seems the Nascent Soul cultivator who perished here mainly cultivated wood, fire, and earth," Li Wu thought to himself as he looked around.
The three continued on their way.
As Li Wu passed through a dense forest filled with spiritual energy, he suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?" Su Wanqing asked in a low voice.
Li Wu's gaze narrowed slightly as he stared in a certain direction deep within the forest:
There's something there.
As soon as the words were spoken, a rustling sound came from the depths of the forest, and then several emerald green figures darted out from the bushes and blocked the three of them.
Those were several spirit beasts formed from wood-elemental spiritual energy, resembling tigers and leopards, with emerald green bodies, eyes gleaming with a ghostly light, and exuding an aura no weaker than that of a Foundation Establishment cultivator.
"A guardian beast materialized from spiritual energy."
Xuanxin said in a deep voice:
"It seems that after that Nascent Soul cultivator perished, his spiritual power did not completely dissipate, but instead condensed into these entities that guard this site."
Upon hearing this, Li Wuxin thought to himself:
"Guardian beasts? They're similar to those in the Taixu Secret Realm."
The emerald green spirit beasts let out a low growl and pounced on the three of them.
Xuanxin raised his hand and waved his sword, which transformed into a streak of light and cleaved the spirit beast charging at the front in two.
The spirit beast's body exploded, transforming back into pure wood-elemental spiritual energy, which dissipated into the air.
But soon, even more spirit beasts emerged from the depths of the forest, numbering as many as twenty or thirty.
"This killing will never end."
Li Wu frowned slightly, and the Thunder Sound Flying Sword hummed, with silver-white lightning exploding on its blade.
He raised his hand and pointed, and the Thunder Sound Flying Sword transformed into a bolt of lightning, exploding among the spirit beasts.
"boom!"
A burst of silvery-white lightning erupted, and the spirit beasts within a radius of dozens of feet were swept by the aftershocks of the lightning, their bodies exploding and dissipating into spiritual energy.
But to Li Wu's surprise, the fluctuations of the thunder seemed to have disrupted the balance of this space.
The sea of fire on the right suddenly surged, and crimson flames shot into the sky, coalescing into several giant fire beasts that roared as they charged toward the three of them.
The rock layer beneath their feet began to tremble, and a yellowish-brown spiritual light gathered. The ground cracked open, and a giant rock hand emerged from the ground, reaching out to grab the three of them.
"The spiritual energy of the three elements has been triggered simultaneously!" Su Wanqing's expression changed.
Xuanxin's expression turned solemn. The pagoda artifact above his head suddenly expanded, transforming into a giant tower several meters tall, enveloping the three of them.
The fiery behemoth crashed into the pagoda, exploding into bursts of sparks, but failed to budge it in the slightest.
The rocky hand gripped the pagoda and squeezed it hard. The surface of the pagoda shimmered with spiritual light, remaining as stable as a rock.
Xuanxin said with a solemn expression:
"We must finish this quickly; we cannot afford to be bogged down here indefinitely."
Li Wu nodded, and immediately stopped holding back. His inner power surged, a halberd appeared in his hand, two Golden Mirrors appeared behind him, and Thunder Sound Flying Swords surrounded him.
His spiritual power surged, and silver-white lightning condensed into lightning serpents. The golden mirror continuously shot out lightning, while the thunderous flying sword also swept through the group of guardian spirit beasts.
Su Wanqing also took out several magical artifacts and used them to kill the spirit beasts.
A burst of emerald green, crimson red, and earthy yellow light exploded across the sky, causing the entire space to tremble.
At this moment, the spiritual energy of the three elements completely erupted, with forests, seas of fire, and mountains surging simultaneously. Countless spirit beasts, fire beasts, and stone beasts rushed in from all directions, as if the entire ruins were rejecting these three outsiders.
"Walk!"
Seizing the brief opening, Xuanxin let out a low shout, put away the pagoda, and led Li Wu and Su Wanqing swiftly towards the direction where the aura of Luyang was located.
Finally, after passing through the last sea of fire, the three of them found themselves in a bright and clear world.
This is an open area where the three types of spiritual energy have reached a delicate balance, forming a relatively stable space.
In the very center of the area, Lu Yang sat cross-legged.
He looked even more miserable than he had a few months ago, his face as pale as paper, his body glowing with a dull, bloody light, clearly indicating that his injuries had not yet healed.
Lu Yang sensed someone approaching and suddenly opened his eyes, a flash of bloodlust in them.
When he saw that the person who came was Li Wu, a deep-seated hatred immediately appeared on his pale face.
"It's you..."
Lu Yang's voice was so hoarse it was almost inaudible, but the killing intent in his eyes was so intense it was almost tangible.
He remembered that it was this Foundation Establishment stage ant that broke his great formation back then.
He slowly stood up. Although the blood-red light around him had dimmed, it still exuded an unsettling sense of oppression.
"You dared to chase me here without Xuan Qing? I'll absorb you all to heal my injuries!"
Xuanxin stepped forward, shielding Li Wu behind him, and said in a deep voice:
"Luyang, you have nowhere to escape. Today is the day you will be executed."
Lu Yang sneered, his gaze sweeping over the three of them before finally settling on Xuan Xin:
"You think you can kill me, a mere early-stage Core Formation cultivator with two Foundation Establishment juniors?"
He raised his hand, and a long, blood-red banner appeared in his palm. The banner was covered with swirling, vengeful spirits, likely containing tens of thousands of wronged souls.
"Try it and you'll see."
Xuanxin said no more, drew his flying sword, and transformed into a streak of light, heading straight for Luyang's face.
Lu Yang waved the blood banner, and countless vengeful spirits surged out from it, heading towards the sword light.
"boom!"
The sword light collided with the vengeful spirit, exploding into a cloud of blood mist.
Xuan Xin grunted, took half a step back, and his expression changed slightly.
Although Lü Yang was seriously injured, he still had the foundation of a perfected Core Formation stage. In a direct confrontation, Xuan Xin was actually somewhat outmatched.
"Elder Li, you should flank them!"
Xuanxin let out a low shout, his hand seals changed rapidly, and his flying sword transformed into dozens of sword shadows, attacking Luyang from all directions.
Li Wuxin understood, and the Thunder Sound Flying Sword hummed as it flew out, silver-white lightning exploding on the sword, transforming into a bolt of lightning that shot straight towards the right side of Lüyang.
Su Wanqing also unleashed her magical artifact, launching a pincer attack from the left.
Lu Yang snorted coldly, and with a flick of his blood banner, countless vengeful spirits coalesced into a blood-red barrier, blocking all three attacks.
But when Li Wu's lightning struck the barrier, it exploded into a ball of silvery-white electric arcs, tearing a crack in the barrier.
Lü Yang's expression changed, and his gaze fixed intently on Li Wu:
"That lightning magic again!"
It was this silvery-white lightning that broke his formation back then.
He raised his hand and pointed, and a blood-red beam of light shot out from the blood banner, heading straight for Li Wu.
Li Wu was prepared; his figure transformed into an arc of electricity, narrowly avoiding the streak of blood.
The blood-red light landed on the rocks behind him, blasting open a crater several meters deep, scattering debris everywhere.
"Luyang, why haven't you surrendered yet!"
Lightning flashed in Li Wu's eyes, his magical power surged within him, and the golden mirror behind him shot out bolts of lightning from time to time. The Thunder Sound Flying Sword hummed loudly, and the silver-white lightning suddenly surged.
Lu Yang was surrounded by three people. Although he was not at a disadvantage for the time being, his face was getting more and more ugly.
His injuries had not yet fully healed, and now that he had been dragged into a protracted battle, his magical power was being consumed extremely quickly. If this dragged on any longer, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"We can't delay any longer."
Lu Yang gritted his teeth, raised his hand and slapped his chest, spitting out a mouthful of blood essence. The blood essence merged into the blood banner, and the vengeful spirits on the banner surface immediately surged wildly.
The blood banner suddenly expanded, transforming into a giant banner several meters high. A huge blood-red ghost face appeared on the banner's surface, opening its blood-red maw to devour the three of them.
"Be careful!"
Xuanxin gave a low shout, and the pagoda artifact suddenly expanded, enveloping the three of them.
The blood-red demon face crashed into the pagoda, exploding into a burst of bloody light. The pagoda trembled violently, and several cracks appeared on its surface.
Xuanxin's face turned pale, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.
"Master Xuanxin!" Su Wanqing called out worriedly.
Li Wu's gaze sharpened as he pondered:
"This can't go on."
He looked up at Lü Yang and saw that after unleashing this attack, Lü Yang's face was even paler and his body was swaying slightly, clearly having paid a heavy price.
"He's just putting on a brave face."
Li Wu's expression was solemn as he said in a deep voice:
"If he could just hold on a little longer, he would collapse on his own."
Xuanxin nodded, gritted his teeth and maintained the pagoda, no longer taking the initiative to attack, and focused all his efforts on defense.
Seeing that his attack had failed, a hint of anxiety flashed in Lü Yang's eyes.
He took a deep breath and activated the blood banner again. The blood-red ghost face condensed once more and crashed towards the pagoda.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
With each impact, the pagoda developed more and more cracks, and Xuanxin's face grew paler and paler.
But Lu Yang's condition wasn't much better. With each impact, his body swayed and his breath grew weaker.
"He can't hold on much longer."
Li Wu's eyes held a thunderous glint, and the Thunder Sound Flying Sword was poised to strike from his sleeve.
Lu Yang seemed to realize this as well. He stopped crashing into the pagoda and stared intently at the three people inside, a hint of madness flashing in his eyes.
"Since you insist on courting death, then I'll grant your wish!"
He raised his hand, took out a blood-red pill from his pocket, and swallowed it without hesitation.
The next moment, Lu Yang's body suddenly surged with blood-red light, and his aura rose wildly, seemingly returning to his peak state.
"Oh no! He's taken the [Essence-Burning and Blood-Transferring Pill]!"
Xuanxin's expression changed drastically, and he said in a deep voice:
"This kind of pill can unleash all potential in a short period of time, but it will damage the body's fundamental essence!"
Lu Yang's strength briefly recovered to the peak of the Core Formation realm, and then he transformed into a streak of blood-red light and flew upwards.
He chanted incantations and made hand seals, and a pool of blood slowly appeared above his head, along with a blood crane.
"It's Jinghe!" Li Wu said in a deep voice.
He had personally witnessed the power of this mirror crane.
Extremely powerful and extremely difficult to deal with.
"However, without the support of a grand formation, the power of this Mirror Crane must be greatly reduced."
Xuanxin stared at the blood crane, his pupils contracted, and his expression turned solemn as he said:
"Lu Yang can actually use this move."
"Let's go!"
Xuanxin reacted quickly. The moment she saw Jinghe appear, she reached out to grab Li Wu and Su Wanqing, preparing to escape from this place.
"Hahaha! Where are you going!"
Lu Yang laughed maniacally, and then Jinghe shot out countless bloody hairs, each hair resembling a flying sword.
Xuanxin exerted all his strength to activate the pagoda, which spun above the three people's heads, emitting bursts of spiritual light.
"Bang bang bang!"
However, when the blood-stained hair fell on the barrier, it cracked and was on the verge of falling apart in no time.
Li Wu frowned slightly, pondering to himself:
"The three of us are no match for this Mirror Crane. What should we do?"
Li Wu's mind was racing. Looking at the three elemental spirits of wood, fire, and earth in the hall, he suddenly thought of a plan.
So he quickly shouted:
"Elder Xuanxin, lead Lü Yang towards those guardian beasts!"