Chapter 97: Surveillance (1/2)

Hum.

Black energy rippled from Lu Yun, sending the Lu immortals flying backward before they could approach.

Feinie landed and stood calmly before Lu Yun, guarding him with her diminutive body. Her gaze was as steely as the sword throwing off black luminescence in her hand.

“Empyrean immortal?! You can’t really be just an empyrean immortal!” An incredulous Lu Qingxun threw up another mouthful of blood. He was a peak august immortal, half a step from ascending to golden immortal. How could an empyrean immortal knock him to the ground with a single slap?!

“Kill them,” Lu Yun commanded, casting a frosty gaze over the Lu immortals.

Swoosh.

A faint white dragon impression flashed behind Feinie as she readied her sword. Her weapon created seventeen duplicates of itself that lunged at the Lu immortals, brandishing fangs and claws like dragons.

“Nineteen Cerulean Sword Dragons!!” Lu Qingxun stared blankly at the seventeen dragons of sword energy. “This is a sword technique that was lost for thousands of years. How do you know it?! All of you, move out of the way!” the Lu elder roared as a strange, cyan light emitted from his body. An ancient beast seemed to have awakened within him.

Aghast at the changes in their elder, the Lu immortals hurriedly moved away.

“The sword technique recorded in the ancient texts consists of nineteen swords. You’re only manifesting seventeen, which means your technique is incomplete. There is a weak point to be found!” Lu Qingxun’s frail, wizened body that looked like it would scatter into a pile of bones at any second suddenly became hearty and strong as bluish-black fur grew out of his shriveled skin.

“Take the woman alive and acquire the method of Nineteen Cerulean Sword Dragons!” Lu Qingxun howled like a beast before pouncing on Feinie with his arms extended. His aura had become more than three times as powerful as before.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Seventeen rays of sword energy knocked the behemoth away, but failed to leave any visible wounds on the old man’s body. A trace of gravity floated into Feinie’s expression.

Roar!

With a prolonged cry, Lu Qingxun leapt at Feinie, using his giant body as a weapon.

“This is a physical combat art. He’s sacrificed the power of an immortal in exchange for greater physical strength!” Lu Yun stood behind Feinie and whispered, “Don’t fight him head on.”

He recalled such combat arts from Xuanxi’s memory. Once activated, the combat art channeled an immortal’s energy to enhance their body, making it invincible against weapons. It was designed to counter immortal and flying swords.

In this state, however, the user wouldn’t be able to use any of their arts.

Feinie nodded. She turned into a flash of shadow and ran circles around Lu Qingxun, refraining from using the Formation Orb. There were unwanted eyes and minds looking in on their battle, which was why she had quickly put the Formation Orb away after destroying the formation.

There was no lack of keen eyes in the world of immortals. If the Formation Orb was discovered, Lu Yun would likely never be able to leave the province for the rest of his life.

Lacking the treasure, Feinie set up formations with her footsteps, leaving patterns on the ground. She didn’t need spirit stones or crystals; she was the Formation King of the immortal world, after all, a title she’d earned with her skill five thousand years ago. For her, anything and everything could be used to set up formations.

Lu Qingxun had turned into a beast with his physical art and was tangling with Feinie, while the other Lu immortals had targeted Lu Yun. They were single-mindedly focused on killing Lu Yun. Only the young man’s blood would cleanse the clan of the humiliation they’d suffered!

Swoosh!