Becoming a Saint by Touching Corpses - Chapter 719 - 631: Direct Capture Amid Peril on All Sides (Combined - )
Chapter 719: Chapter 631: Direct Capture Amid Peril on All Sides (Combined Chapter)
Having cultivated for over a hundred years, Lu Yun considered himself knowledgeable.
He had escaped from the forbidden lands of Tianyuan, had the fortune to meet a Golden Core Master, and was even taken by high-ranking sect members to witness the Xian Dao Alliance Conference…
But he had never seen or even heard of anyone unafraid of fire.
It wasn’t just simple fearlessness; it was more like the fire was afraid of him and didn’t even dare to make contact.
“Grandmaster, domain.”
As Lou Yi summoned the power of heaven and earth from all directions, the giant fire dragon’s body suddenly stiffened, as if mired in a swamp, and its movement became exceedingly slow.
’Boom boom boom!’
At this moment, Lou Yi unleashed dozens of punches in an instant, each one exceeding ten million pounds!
Due to the sheer speed of his punches, it appeared as if dozens of red lightning bolts struck the giant fire dragon’s body in succession.
Its hundreds of feet long hideous body fragmented inch by inch, breaking down into a vast sea of red fire spreading in the void.
Yet when encountering Lou Yi, it automatically parted to the sides, with none falling on him.
“Do you have any last words?”
Lou Yi stepped on the void, approaching Lu Yun seemingly slowly but swiftly, his long hair fluttering in the rushing air currents, his eyes flashing with a sharp killing intent.
“Do you think you’ve won?” Lu Yun’s expression turned fierce, “I’ve cultivated for a hundred and seventy-three years, endured countless hardships to reach this stage.
There were Trench Patrol Guests who sought to kill me but couldn’t. Who do you think you are?”
As he finished speaking, Lu Yun’s spiritual essence ran through his body, and his aura began to rapidly climb.
Above his head, a four-story crimson tower appeared, shifting between reality and illusion.
The Fourth Layer of the Spirit Platform, its foundation crafted from silver inscribed with ancient characters, with each layer nine feet and nine inches tall.
At each corner of every layer, a bronze oil lamp burned with crimson flames, floating serenely.
The beams of light connected and spread between the lamps, finally casting a constantly rotating red curtain that securely protected him within.
With the four-layer spirit platform above his head, and the red curtain guarding him, Lu Yun radiated a brilliant light, looking immensely formidable, unbeatable.
From within the four-story crimson tower, mystical notes suddenly floated out.
“Doh…”
“Ehh…”
“Omm…”
Each note carried distinct magical powers; some dulled the mind, some disturbed emotions, and others caused dizziness and nausea…
Sounds of the Third Level of the Spirit Platform can be used to beguile the enemy and attack their spirit.
Seeing this, Lou Yi did not dare to be careless; his mind was highly focused, with the golden eyes of the hawk in his mind emitting a sharp light.
’Caw!’
He perceived the invisible harmful sound waves drifting into his mind.
From within the hawk, a blurry red figure shot out.
Punching continuously at these sound waves, a faint sorrowful emotion spread out, canceling them out.
With the Martial Arts True Intent guarding his divine soul, Lou Yi was completely unafraid of the Daoist sound attacks from the Spirit Platform cultivator.
Seeing Lou Yi’s eyes still clear, knowing that the Dao sounds were futile against him,
Lu Yun continued gathering spiritual essence, preparing to unleash the next spell.
But how could Lou Yi allow himself to be passively beaten?
“Petrification.”
“Tenacity.”
“Fireproof.”
He first enhanced himself with various defensive talents, then began to activate his innate martial technique.
“Body —— Transformation —— into —— Sword.”
In the next moment, massive gang qi energy surged simultaneously from Lou Yi’s Dantian and Candle Dragon Acupoint, even producing a ’rumbling’ waterfall sound within his body.
Lou Yi raised his arms high, his entire body becoming narrower and thinner, with translucent red gang qi spreading along his form, instantly transforming into a human-shaped sword.
Due to the gang qi being several times more in volume than before, the human-shaped sword naturally underwent some changes.
It measured seven feet three inches long, appearing as if crafted from red crystal, with its surface inscribed with numerous intricate and chaotic runes.
Upon closer inspection, one could find it seemingly concealing the ultimate truths of heaven and earth.
Most striking was a golden dragon pattern coiled around its blade.
It appeared to move slowly, occasionally emitting a high-pitched dragon roar, making the human-shaped sword’s aura even more fierce and mysterious.
’Whoosh!’
The human-shaped sword pierced through the void, hurtling straight toward Lu Yun like chasing the stars and the moon!
Lu Yun’s pupils contracted.
Unexpectedly, the opponent was so confident, aiming for a head-on collision with the Fourth Layer of the Spirit Platform?
“Swoosh swoosh swoosh!”
Lu Yun immediately channeled his spiritual essence, unleashing twelve silvery lights from his sleeves, materializing in front of him.
It turned out to be twelve delicate flying swords, forming a lotus sword formation.
One circle after another of sharp silver sword qi bloomed, resembling layers of blooming lotus flowers, beautiful yet filled with killing intent.
This mother-child sword formation was obtained by Lu Yun from a Great Power Cave Mansion, being one of his trump cards, capable of offense and defense, having helped him survive countless tribulations.
“Go to hell!”
Lu Yun’s spiritual essence rapidly poured out, consuming almost half in an instant.
The results were impressive, with each flying sword in the formation spewing out sharp silver sword qi.
The densely packed sword qi swirled together, forming a vortex of sword qi.
Based on his previous experiences, even cultivators or body cultivators at the same realm would face dire odds if they stepped into this sword formation.
The opposing body cultivator might not fear fire magic, but how could he expect he still had this sword formation as a trump card?
Confidently staring at Lou Yi, Lu Yun watched as the human-shaped sword showed no signs of slowing, slamming into the lotus sword formation composed of twelve flying swords.
’Boom!’
The sword formation, capable of killing cultivators of the same grade, was currently as fragile as clay chickens and pottery dogs, violently shattered open, even giving off a few ’crack’ sounds of swords breaking.
’Whoosh!’
