Chapter 520: Dismemberment (1/2)

Lu Yun put his compass away to see that increasing numbers of immortals had gathered around him in the meantime.

They all knew who he was, of course. Dusk Province aside, his exploits in the North Sea skydragon tomb had showcased a multitude of methods that not even dao immortals could match. He’d saved quite a few of them from the ghost tree and the terrible formation there as well.

Even now, the immortals he’d helped were immensely grateful to him. They did indeed want to repay the favor, but what they could do was quite limited, compared to how strong his enemies were.

……

“Enough with your deception, Lu Yun!” a snicker cut through the crowd. A shining blade slashed down upon him from the void; impossibly quick, it reached him nearly instantaneously.

“Insolent cur!” Yu Hengluo colored slightly. She adroitly shifted to the side, lightly flicking her bamboo staff upward to parry the attack. Following this, she delivered an overhand smash toward a seemingly empty spot.

Crack!

The verdant rod shattered the fabric of space, forcing a golden shadow to fall out from midair. Killing intent flashed in Yu Hengluo’s eyes and she pressed forward for a second blow at the golden immortal.

“Witch!” an aether dao immortal sneered, then repelled her with a flourish of his ivory sleeves. “Die!”

A hail of swords rose into the air in answer to his soft exhortation, ready to fall upon Lu Yun and the others.

“Stop!” came another loud cry. A brilliant sword-sweep cut across the sky, clearing away the gathered swords.

A sleekly dressed youth intervened before Yu Hengluo, broadsword in hand. He was a peerless immortal, and a powerful one at that. He was at his current realm’s peak, having understood the fundamentals of aether dao. All that remained was for him to seek out his aether dao fruit.

“What do you want, Zhao Zhicheng?” Minute changes flickered through expressions when nearby immortals saw the youth dressed in battle gear.

“Zhao Zhicheng of the Exalted Immortal Sect!” the aether dao immortal in ivory robes addressed him coldly. “Isn’t Lu Yun a mortal enemy of your sect? Why are you protecting an enemy like him?”

Zhao Zhicheng spared a glance for Lu Yun before turning back with a smile. “He’s the Exalted Immortal Sect’s enemy, yes, but he’s also my benefactor. I will humbly accept any internal condemnation I might receive.

“Rabble like you, on the other hand—why don’t you come forward and try my sword?”

Hum...

The broadsword in his fingers burned with a blinding light. It rippled outward, carrying a trace of heavenly power.

The other immortals gasped.

Zhao Zhicheng wasn’t a void realm immortal, nor had he fused a formation of heaven and earth into himself. However, he was one of the hundred and eight peerless immortals that Lu Yun had called upon to enact the Formation of Heavenly Spirits and Earthly Fiends, the prototype for a formation of heaven and earth.