Chapter 375: Chapter 350: Startling the Top Experts with an Arrow_1
The Supreme Elder of the Tianque Sect was furious beyond measure.
In a matter of moments, Lu Yan killed two of the Tianque Sect’s Primordial Spirits, and they were both high-level practitioners - one from the third rotation and another from the second rotation of the Primordial Spirit Realm.
Keep in mind, although the foundation of the Tianque Sect is profound and it was established thousands of years ago, they had a very limited number of practitioners at the Primordial Spirit Realm. There were only about forty or so left in existence.
Each of them was a pillar of support for the Tianque Sect. Now, as two of them had been killed one after another, he sought to make Lu Yan pay for their lives.
"Lu Yan, be careful."
Chu Long roared in anger. It was already too late to offer any aid. All he could do was to attack the Supreme Elder of the Tianque Sect with all he got, keeping him from dividing his attention to attack again.
Faced with the attack of the Supreme Elder of the Tianque Sect, Lu Yan remained emotionless as he drew his bow and prepared to shoot an arrow.
The arrow launched into the sky like an angry dragon, colliding with the swordlight. The attack launched by the Supreme Elder in his moment of distraction was easily defended by Lu Yan.
The eyes of both Chu Long and the Supreme Elder of the Tianque Sect froze in that instant.
Chu Long was taken aback, pleasantly surprised.
Whilst the Supreme Elder of the Tianque Sect was shocked, consumed by anger.
Lu Yan’s strength exceeded their expectations.
"Seems like I need to ascertain just how formidable the top fighters are."
Eyes icy, Lu Yan set his eyes on the Supreme Elder of the Tianque Sect. Pulling out a two-meter long metallic arrow, he aimed at his opponent.
The power of the Cosmos surged as it wildly converged towards the arrow.
The arrow emitted a dazzling brilliance as it broke through the air and shot towards the Supreme Elder of the Tianque Sect once again.
This time, Lu Yan, although not using the Exorcism Bow, Demon Destroying Arrow, had pushed the Demon Hunting technique to its limit.
The two-metre long arrow, suffused with brilliant rays of light, was akin to a Spear of Divine Punishment, splitting the entire sky in two.
Even before the arrow arrived, the Supreme Elder felt a prickling sensation on his skin and a tremor within his soul.
Danger!
Extreme danger.
Without any hesitation, the Supreme Elder of the Tianque sect instantly manifested his Primordial Spirit.
His Primordial Spirit, a peculiar creature, had a duo-facial head and four arms. In each hand, he held a war sword.
The Primordial Spirit, towering a hundred feet high, swang each of the swords at the arrow, aiming to break it apart.
Boom, boom, boom, boom!
The explosive collision shattered the arrow, but the Primordial Spirit was also forced to retreat.
Of course, Chu Long did not miss this opportunity. He too, summoned his Primordial Spirit, and wholeheartedly, melded with his spear. Together with the Primordial Spirit, he attacked the Supreme Elder of the Tianque Sect.
The Supreme Elder of the Tianque Sect, having depleted an enormous amount of energy to defend against Lu Yan’s arrow and having been caught off guard, was unable to withstand Chu Long’s attack. He was forced to retreat from Chu Long’s spear, but was then hit by Chu Long’s Primordial Spirit and sent flying, crashing through several enormous rocks, spewing blood, with over a dozen bones broken.
Chu Long seized this opportunity to launch a fierce attack.
Lu Yan once again pulled out an arrow as the Heavenly Earth Power surged.
Upon seeing Lu Yan readying his bow again, the Primordial Spirits of the Tianque sect were instantly enveloped in fear and dared not stay a moment longer. They retreated in order to widen the gap between them and Lu Yan.
Of course, this arrow was aimed at the Supreme Elder of the Tianque Sect.
However, halfway through his pull, the bow shattered with a loud bang.
"Run!"
Having defended against Chu Long’s onslaught, the Supreme Elder of the Tianque Sect turned and fled.
He could not afford to stay. Lu Yan’s strength was terrifying. He was undoubtedly at the same level as the Supreme Elder himself. If Lu Yan joined forces with Chu Long, the Supreme Elder’s life was at risk.
Fleeing was the best strategy.
The Elder of the Tianque Sect, an old man named Zhuge, also abandoned Lian Chengchao and retreated hastily.
With the retreat of these two top-level fighters, none of the other high-level fighters of the Tianque Sect dared to remain. They immediately followed the two top fighters and fled in panic.
Chu Long and the rest did not pursue.
"These ordinary divine weapons are just not up to the mark."
Lu Yan bitterly stated.
The bow he had just used was already the highest grade divine weapon. However, when it came down to it, he was only able to shoot it with full force once, and it shattered on the second attempt.
Only the Exorcism Bow could be relied upon without any fear of it shattering, regardless of how much he exerted himself.
"At full strength, I should be on par with a typical sixth rotation Primordial Spirit, able to hold my own against a top-tier fifth rotation Primordial Spirit."
Lu Yan pondered in secret, assessing his strength.
His power should now be at the same level as Chu Long’s, that of top-tier fighters.
If he could progress a step further, reaching the third rotation of the Primordial Spirit realm, would he be able to contend with King Ming?
"Lu Yan, I don’t know whether to be delighted or terrified of the surprises you bring."
Chu Long approached and joked, yet his heart was in turmoil, unable to come to peace.
He had thought that Lu Yan was only within the True Body realm.
Unexpectedly, it turned out that Lu Yan was in the Primordial Spirit Realm instead.
It would be fine if he was merely in the Primordial Spirit Realm, but the key thing was that his battle prowess was absurdly high. Judging from the power of the arrow he had launched earlier, it wasn’t weaker than Chu Long’s full-force attack.
But how old was Lu Yan?
He had witnessed Lu Yan entering the Hidden Dragon Camp of the Mansion of King Ming’s royal guard.
His progress was alarmingly fast.
He had also earned the title of a celestial genius in his youth but after centuries of arduous cultivation, he had only just managed to attain his current strength.
Without a doubt, Lu Yan held a major secret and was possessor of a great opportunity.
"Please forgive me, Commander. It wasn’t that I intended to hide my true strength, but rather that I was afraid of attracting unwanted attention. If the feudal princes knew the truth, I’m afraid they wouldn’t let me off lightly."
Lu Yan chuckled awkwardly as he explained.
If the situation hadn’t been so dire just now, he wouldn’t have wanted to reveal his secret.
But he had no choice but to intervene in such a situation.
"Your worries are justified. Your progress is incredibly fast. All the feudal princes will be wary of you. Now that your true strength is public knowledge, you’ll have to be careful in your future endeavors. It’s best if you do not return to Lingdong, but stay in the Mansion of King Ming instead, as I am afraid that any of the supreme-level fighters out there would seize any opportunity to target you."
Chu Long cautioned.
Lu Yan nodded.
"Thank you, General Lu, for your timely rescue. Your talent is truly extraordinary, rarely seen throughout history. I am deeply impressed, truly impressed."
The Array Master from the Mansion of King Ming approached and expressed his gratitude with a respectful bow.
"General Lu’s talent is indeed world-renowned. Such a top-tier expert at such a young age, I have never heard of before. I am in awe."
"I am deeply impressed."
The others echoed and came over one after another, not out of flattery, but from heartfelt admiration and true belief.
Surveying 5000 years of history, besides the Martial Ancestor, who at this age had achieved this much?
"I am ashamed. Lu Yan was just lucky to obtain a significant opportunity in Tongtian Ruins, which accelerated my cultivation. However, it is not of my own merit."
Lu Yan modestly replied.
Now that his identity had been exposed, it was time to face reality.
The next step was to rapidly increase his own power.
After all, he wasn’t far from the third rotation of the Primordial Spirit.
Once the third rotation of the Primordial Spirit was attained, he would have enough power to defend himself. There might be people in the world who could defeat him, but there shouldn’t be many who could kill him.
After exchanging polite formalities, everyone began to crack the formation array and harvest the Spiritual Medicine.
It didn’t take long until over a hundred Spiritual Medicines were collected into their Sumi Mustard Seed bag.
Then, without stopping, they hurried towards the peak of the mountain.
Along the way, they observed that a few areas were full of pits and bumps, clearly places where something had been dug up.
If the Tianque Sect members had penetrated here, then most likely the Tianjian Sect and the Fang Family had also come in.
Without any pause, they headed straight for the majestic building at the peak of the mountain.
There was a magnificent palace at the peak.
In front of the palace was a vast plaza, flat and spacious.
However, once Lu Yan and the others reached this plaza, they stopped, their faces solemn.
Because in the center of the square, there stood seven figures.
The figure in the middle was a middle-aged man with a cold expression, tall and imposing, standing over two and a half meters high, wearing black armor and holding a two-meter-long war sword, standing straight like a peak.
The other six shadows surrounded the cold, middle-aged man, placing him in the middle.
Among these six, there were men and women, old and young, with the youngest seeming to be only in his teens.
Of course, these were just their apparent ages.
These six individuals also held one war sword each, plunged into the ground.
The seven of them had one thing in common - a bloody hole was present on each of their foreheads, clearly visible from front to back.
That’s right, all seven were dead, slain instantly without a trace of life.
"Are these people the owners of this island?"
Someone speculated.
Because these seven individuals were not familiar faces, and they did not belong to the Tianque Sect, the Tianjian Sect, or the Fang Family.
Judging by their complexion, they must have been dead for a considerable amount of time.
"The enormous turtle bearing the island had its head chopped off, as did these people. Could it be that they were attacked in the Boundless Sea? What could be in the sea?"
Another person spoke up, full of apprehension towards the Boundless Sea.
"These individuals all possess Sumi Mustard Seed bags. Since we’ve come across them, we shouldn’t miss the opportunity."
A burly man stepped forward, intending to approach one of the bodies.
"Wait."
Zuo Yun shouted, and the burly man promptly stopped.
"These seven people did not position themselves randomly. Their stances form some kind of formation. I suspect they must have set up this formation to face their enemies before they were killed. If we approach carelessly, we might be attacked."
Zuo Yun explained.
"They’re dead, can they still attack?"
"If a formation is set up by weaklings, then naturally not. But if it’s set up by those with advanced cultivation, it’s not entirely impossible. We should test it."
Zuo Yun said, waving his hand and sending a Divine Weapon flying towards one of them.
However, as the Divine Weapon approached, a sound of Sword Qi rang out.
The war sword in the hand of the person Zuo Yun was aiming at vibrated slightly, sending out a wave of Sword Qi that hit and shattered the Divine Weapon.
Indeed, the formation could launch its own attack.
Everyone felt a jolt in their hearts.
The man who had been eager to approach earlier felt a chill, thankful that Zuo Yun had stopped him. Otherwise, he might have put himself in grave danger.
"That kind of attack is not weak. Those under the fourth rotation of the Primordial Spirit should not approach. Those above the fourth rotation can try together."
Chu Long cautioned.
Just then, the sound of breaking through the air came from another direction.
A few figures charged onto the plaza.
It was the Tianque Sect again. The Supreme Elder of the Tianque Sect and that elder named Zhuge were among them.
The injury of the Supreme Elder of the Tianque Sect seemed to have stabilized significantly, and their aura was strong.
Upon catching sight of Lu Yan and the others, he didn’t hide his murderous intent in his eyes, he was absolutely fearless.
Because, beside them, was another group of people.
The Tianjian Sect.
The Tianjian Sect was stationed farther away from Xuan Zhou, so fewer of them had come, only seven.
However, amongst them, there were also some top-ranking experts.
Yielding powerful auras, like sharp divine swords, they directed their pressure at Lu Yan, Chu Long, and the others.
