Chapter 383: She Is the Real Zuo Ning

Song Muchuan, standing several feet above the ground, was startled by the unexpected capabilities of this junior, his gaze suddenly sharpening.

In the ancestral field, the Dao Fruit trembled.

"Whoosh!"

Spiritual energy and densely glowing scriptures poured forth like a vast river or sea.

Every wisp of spiritual energy was thick and condensed, completely unlike that of a Dao Seed Realm Sixth Heaven practitioner. It was as if multiple wisps had merged into one, capable of easily crushing the power of any martial artist below the Dao Fruit level.

The Horse-Slaying Blade in his hand, propelled by Dao Fruit-level spiritual energy, shone like a divine moon hanging in the sky.

"Ten Thousand Slaves Slash!"

With one slash!

Blade energy, spiritual energy, and scriptures condensed into an army of thousands.

There were cavalry and infantry, all with ferocious faces, clad in scripture armor, radiating killing intent. Their immense momentum clashed with the crimson-gold tearing light mark unleashed by Li Weiyi.

The Departed Spirit expert used a Soul Fusion secret technique, which didn't obliterate Song Muchuan's soul consciousness but rather absorbed it. This allowed them to wield the Song family's blade techniques and Dao arts.

"Bang! Bang..."

The crimson-gold light mark cleared a large section of the myriad soldiers, becoming significantly dimmer.

Song Muchuan held his blade horizontally in front of him. The scriptures and energy emanating from the blade transformed into a shield seal, blocking the crimson-gold light mark. His body shook violently, and he flew straight back over a hundred meters, his back slamming into the spiritual realm's dark barrier.

He fell back to the ground.

He immediately gripped his blade with both hands in a defensive stance, his knees slightly bent, and his pupils contracted to pinpricks. He could no longer view the five-star spirit master within the formation with a condescending attitude.

"Bang bang!"

Long Xiangcen controlled nine dragon scales, as if wielding nine Hundred-Character Artifacts, pinning down Li Weiyi and denying him any chance to pursue his advantage.

Song Muchuan swung his blade again, a horizontal slash that seemed to divide heaven and earth. "Compared to challenging the Dao Effigy Picture at the West Sea King's Mansion a month ago, his spiritual power has grown significantly stronger. Even without using that strange Body-Fixing Talisman, Qin Qiu, the top master of the Fifth Heaven of Dao Seed Realm from the Duer Monastery, is no longer his match."

When challenging the Dao Effigy Picture, Li Weiyi couldn't use many of his abilities and only defeated Qin Qiu with the aid of the "All-Character Body-Fixing Talisman."

"So these are the seven Marquis-level exotic insects? Once they form a formation, they're completely impenetrable. No wonder countless people covet them; their growth rate is astonishing. They are truly seven treasures."

Long Xiangcen was both curious and astonished, sensing the extraordinary energy fluctuations emanating from the seven Phoenix-Wing Moth Emperors.

Had she not broken through to the Dao Seed Realm Sixth Heaven, defeating even one of them would have likely required considerable effort. The seven of them encircled Li Weiyi like seven guardian deities, guarding him like stars around the moon.

Luansheng Linyou observed the Staff-Spear of All Things in Li Weiyi's hand and the operational patterns of his formation. "You are at the peak of the Five-Star Spirit Master realm, and I am at the peak of the Fifth Heaven of the Dao Seed Realm. I genuinely wish for a fair fight with you, to see if your path as a spirit master can truly catch up to the Young Heavenly Emperor. However, in Lingxiao City, this wish may never be fulfilled."

Luansheng Linyou knew Li Weiyi's combat power was formidable within the same realm, but there was no possibility for him to overcome Li Weiyi by crossing two realms from his Dao Seed Realm Third Heaven. Moreover, there was the major threshold of the "Dao Lotus" in between.

What truly captured Luansheng Linyou's attention was Li Weiyi's spiritual cultivation and his Dao art that combined spiritual and martial power.

Both setbacks were due to that "Spirit-Martial Integration" Dao art, which was truly profound.

"No one has ever been able to defeat the Young Heavenly Emperor in the same realm using spiritual power. His victory over Qin Qiu was merely a trick, using a special Body-Fixing Talisman. Besides, Qin Qiu was just a Dao Effigy; how much combat intelligence could it possess?"

Seeing that her persistent attacks were futile, Long Xiangcen drew a circle with her slender right arm.

The nine azure dragon scales flew within the circle, each releasing hundreds of golden scriptures, producing a rustling sound.

Within the circular azure light, nine scales transformed into eighty-one, and eighty-one scales into six thousand five hundred sixty-one.

The dense scales converged into a several-zhang-long Dragon Scale Sword. With over a thousand scriptures, it became a Thousand-Character Artifact, coiling around her like a slender azure dragon, elevating her entire aura to its absolute peak.

Even the Blood Handprint Demonic Armor was merely a Ninth-Rank Hundred-Character Artifact.

"Dragon Immortal, you underestimate spirit masters so much, yet do you dare to fight me alone? As an insect tamer combined with my formation, I can certainly defeat you." Li Weiyi swiftly advanced, using his Sun, Moon, and Stars Grand Formation to pursue Long Xiangcen.

"If you want to fight alone, first put away your seven exotic insects."

Long Xiangcen fought and retreated, returning a sweet, faint smile, then looked at Luansheng Linyou. "We can't give him any more opportunities; his cultivation speed is too fast."

"Whoosh!"

A pair of enormous wings unfurled on Luansheng Linyou's back. The forces of wind and fire converged on his wings, splitting the space behind him into yin and yang.

From his Dao Heart manifested form, six-clawed immortal dragons flew out. They were larger and more substantial than Li Weiyi's seven-clawed heavenly dragons, a clear demonstration of his superior realm.

He said, "Li Weiyi, breaking your formation isn't actually that difficult."

"What? Are you going to use the Immortal Feather?"

Li Weiyi knew that Luansheng Linyou possessed a feather from the ancient immortal "Yujia," which contained immortal Dao scriptures and a wisp of immortal power, capable of tearing through all obstacles.

If Luansheng Linyou activated it with his current cultivation, its power would be terrifying beyond imagination.

Luansheng Linyou gently shook his head. "Using the Immortal Feather is not necessary to deal with you. You cultivate spiritual power, and so do I. I will break your formation with my own formation."

In Lingxiao City, he absolutely dared not use the Immortal Feather.

The power of the Immortal Feather could tear apart the spiritual realm's dark barrier, causing energy to leak out.

If Li Weiyi were exposed in Lingxiao City, he might still find a way out. But if Luansheng Linyou were exposed, it would surely be a dead end for him.

"Whoosh!"

Luansheng Linyou's glabella spiritual realm opened, and formation runes surged out like a tide. In front of him, they condensed into a three-zhang-diameter formation disk. At the center of the disk, an Azure Luan Formation Beast materialized.

These formation runes were not drawn by him but originated from a formation master of the Demon Race.

He had kept it hidden in his spiritual realm as one of his trump cards.

Li Weiyi, of course, knew that Luansheng Linyou's spiritual power attainments were not low; at the Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival, the Yellow Dragon Sword had nearly been swallowed by his glabella spiritual realm.

"We've delayed long enough. I advise you to escape quickly. Do you truly think I've run out of tricks? Continuing this fight won't benefit anyone."

Li Weiyi didn't want to engage them in a fierce battle. He had been able to block their first wave of attacks because they were wary of the unknown spatial power. Apart from Luansheng Linyou, the other two dared not approach and only launched long-range attacks.

Furthermore, the three attacked separately, not in unison.

They were overly cautious but lacked momentum.

"It's too late. They've already missed their last chance to escape."

From the darkness behind Luansheng Linyou, Jiang Ning's ethereal and pleasant voice resonated.

The sound of rushing wind grew from distant to near.

Dressed in white like snow, wearing a veil, and with spiritual energy like mist around her, she had somehow breached the spiritual realm's dark barrier.

Luansheng Linyou, Long Xiangcen, and Song Muchuan's hearts simultaneously tightened. Jiang Ning's appearance indicated that the outside world had detected the changes here. Without hesitation, the three each chose a direction and fled.

"Li Weiyi, I've left you a grand gift at the Six Thoughts Zen Monastery."

Before retreating, Luansheng Linyou threw his formation disk at Li Weiyi to hinder his pursuit.

The Azure Luan Formation Beast from the disk unfolded its wings, expanding to tens of meters long, and its two sharp claws tore towards the Sun, Moon, and Stars Grand Formation.

Li Weiyi did not fear it.

If Luansheng Linyou were fully controlling it, it might still pose a threat. But at this moment, Luansheng Linyou was like a startled bird, only wanting to escape. What was there to fear from a formation beast whose master had abandoned it?

"Boom!"

Seven consecutive spear thrusts, each step an attack, shattered the Azure Luan Formation Beast into countless formation runes.

Li Weiyi fixed his gaze on Luansheng Linyou and discovered that he had actually been forced back by a single palm strike from Jiang Ning.

This was incredible.

Jiang Ning, who was only at the Dao Seed Realm Fourth Heaven, could force back Luansheng Linyou?

Even if Luansheng Linyou had no momentum and only wanted to flee, this should have been impossible. A difference of one realm was like heaven and earth.

"This spiritual energy..."

Li Weiyi sensed that the spiritual energy around Jiang Ning was peculiar. She was using a treasure similar to a smiling Buddha mask to conceal the attributes of her spiritual energy.

In Lingxiao City, would Jiang Ning need to conceal her spiritual energy?

Clearly, she was not Jiang Ning.

A sudden realization dawned on Li Weiyi, and a knowing smile flashed in his eyes. He understood that with her holding him back, Luansheng Linyou wouldn't escape. So, he led the seven Phoenix-Wing Moth Emperors to intercept Long Xiangcen.

"Dragon Immortal, don't leave. Let's decide who's superior."

Li Weiyi activated his 'Front' character technique, his body continuously flickering forward, catching up to Long Xiangcen. His thirty-three thousand three hundred thirty-three jin heavy staff-spear descended like a stroke of a brush, thrusting towards her back.

Long Xiangcen's brows furrowed tightly, and she dodged like a phantom.

With a flick of her arm, the Dragon Scale Sword flew out in a serpentine path, its tip striking towards Li Weiyi's neck at a tricky angle.

"Bang!"

Both retreated, using defensive maneuvers to nullify each other's attacking force.

"Let me go, and I'll owe you a favor, which I will surely repay in the future." Long Xiangcen knew the consequences of being delayed by Li Weiyi. Her voice was urgent, yet soft and alluring, full of suggestion.

Li Weiyi didn't respond. He swung his spear down with fierce aggression, leaving a bloody mark on Long Xiangcen's shoulder.

He enjoyed pursuit battles. His opponent, desperate to escape, dared not linger in combat and could only passively endure the attacks.

Suddenly.

"Whoosh!"

The ground turned into a yellow liquid substance as the Departed Spirit expert and Taishi Yu flew out from beneath it. They were still clashing, their energy collisions making the eardrums of those below ache.

The Departed Spirit expert reeled back, grabbed the Yin Banner, and absorbed the spiritual realm's dark barrier into it. With his other hand, he seized Luansheng Linyou's wrist, casting an escape technique, and plunged into the ground.

"Where do you think you're going!"

Taishi Yu violently hurled his blue crystal staff onto the street, piercing through the ground and turning a large area into lava.

From underground, a pained cry from the Departed Spirit expert echoed.

"I'll leave this place to you. Don't let those two escape."

Taishi Yu retrieved his staff and pursued along the perceived aura, disappearing at the end of the street in an instant.

Just before the spiritual realm's dark barrier vanished, Li Weiyi recalled the seven Phoenix-Wing Moth Emperors to his dimensional pouch and put his Staff-Spear of All Things into his Wind Mansion. He retreated to the side, not wanting to be noticed by too many imperial figures, then quietly watched Jiang Ning attack the already wounded Long Xiangcen.

The fight between the two stunning beauties, one immortal and one demon, was quite a feast for the eyes.

The street regained its light.

Soft sunlight streamed down.

Imperial experts quickly gathered around, some flying in mid-air, others standing on rooftops.

Others formed formations on the ground, advancing forward.

Song Muchuan failed to escape and was intercepted by the siblings Song Lin and Song Qingli, who wielded blades. Subsequently, more West Sea King's Mansion experts surrounded him, engaging in a desperate struggle.

Li Weiyi leaned against a wall, watching the spectacle. "Dragon Immortal, stop struggling. Is there any point in continuing this fight?"

Long Xiangcen transmitted her spiritual energy, saying, "If you don't save me, I'll reveal your secret of possessing the Divine Son Token. Then, we'll all die together."

Li Weiyi was completely indifferent to this. Without even transmitting his voice, he openly declared, "Then let's see if everyone believes you or me. Feather Immortal, just kill her!"