Chapter 377: Chapter 352: Battling the Top Experts_1
Lu Yan received a Sumi Mustard Seed Bag without taking a close look, then quickly put it away. His gaze immediately swept towards the Sumi Mustard Seed Bags at the waists of the other five corpses.
Whoosh!
In the next moment, Lu Yan’s figure lunged forward like a bolt of lightning, with his sights set on the corpse aimed by the Supreme Elder of Tianque Sect.
"You shall not."
The Supreme Elder of Tianque Sect released an angry roar, activating a four-armed Primordial Spirit Manifestation to kill Lu Yan. The swinging of the four arms brandishing war swords resembled four spinning disks of swords, bearing down on Lu Yan.
Moreover, the luminous figure fighting the Supreme Elder of Tianque Sect also swung several terrifying sword Qis at Lu Yan.
"Nine Dragon Kill."
With a slight shudder of his hands, Lu Yan unleashed a nine-clawed True Dragon, which roared and charged into continuous collisions with the Primordial Spirit Manifestation of the Supreme Elder of Tianque Sect.
Starry lights flickered on Lu Yan’s legs as he delivered five kicks consecutively, shattering the sword Qis swung out by the luminous figure. He made large strides and approached the corpse.
However, suddenly an image of light appeared before him.
The one that he’d stolen the Sumi Mustard Seed Bag from earlier, not the one who had been fiercely duelling with Supreme Elder of Tianque Sect.
Lu Yan had already deduced the operation pattern of the Sword Array to some extent.
Each corpse could only summon one image of light.
If multiple attackers focused on one corpse, the light images from the other locations would come to its aid.
Just like what was happening to Lu Yan right then.
Boom boom boom...
In an instant, Lu Yan traded over a dozen blows with the light image.
Suddenly, two Martial Arts Avatars surged out from him, bypassed the light image, and lunged forward.
Then, four more.
Afterwards, another four.
He repeated his previous maneuver.
Lu Yan didn’t care at all. After all, he had plenty of first-rate Martial Arts Avatars and their energy consumption for recovery was minimal.
"Damn it!"
The Supreme Elder of Tianque Sect bellowed angrily seeing Lu Yan using the same move again. He exerted all his strength to manipulate his Primordial Spirit Manifestation in an attempt to intercept Lu Yan.
"If you think you can lay a finger on me relying only on a single Primordial Spirit Manifestation, I’ll annihilate it."
A wave of intense cold flashed through Lu Yan’s eyes. After trading blows with the light image, he swiftly retreated and used the Nine Dragon Kill again, aiming at the Primordial Spirit Manifestation of the Supreme Elder of Tianque Sect.
He immediately launched a fierce assault.
Ding Ding!
Lu Yan blocked the two war swords. With a swift motion, he used God Dragon Tail Swing, his leg sweeping across the arm of the Primordial Spirit Manifestation. With a crack, the arm shattered, and the Spiritual Treasure War Sword was flung out of its hand. Lu Yan captured it in mid-air, sweeping it horizontally which struck across the chest of the Primordial Spirit Manifestation.
The Primordial Spirit Manifestation retreated swiftly, yet a long gash was left across its chest, paling the face of the Supreme Elder of Tianque Sect.
It was confirmed that Lu Yan’s power had truly ascended to their level.
A single Primordial Spirit Manifestation was no match for Lu Yan. In despair, the Supreme Elder had no choice but to withdraw the Primordial Spirit Manifestation.
At this point, ten Martial Arts Avatars moved in succession towards the corpse. As before, sacrifices were inevitable, yet one of the Avatars managed to grab a Sumi Mustard Seed Bag. Lu Yan rapidly dashed forward to support it.
After sacrificing eight Avatars, Lu Yan successfully got hold of the Sumi Mustard Seed Bag and quickly retreated, moving away from the light image.
As long as a certain distance was maintained, the light image would not chase after him.
Two Sumi Mustard Seed Bags were secured.
"You little..."
The Supreme Elder of Tianque Sect seethed with rage, his eyes filled with killing intent as he glared at Lu Yan.
He then dashed towards another Supreme Elder of Tianque Sect, intending to collaborate to snatch the Sumi Mustard Seed bag.
But predictably, another light image emerged, blocking his path.
Lu Yan shifted his eyes towards Jian Wuxin and without any hesitation, rushed over.
Despite Jian Wuxin’s attempt to obstruct him, he lacked the strength. Eventually, Lu Yan repeated his previous maneuver and after sacrificing some first-rate Martial Arts Avatars, he successfully seized the third Sumi Mustard Seed bag.
"Lu Yan, come over here. If you can manage to get them, these Sumi Mustard Seed Bags are yours."
Chu Long communicated with Lu Yan.
Lu Yan nodded and rushed towards Chu Long, securing the fourth Sumi Mustard Seed Bag in hand. He moved onto Lian Chengchao’s area and, employing the same method using Martial Arts Avatars, was able to obtain the fifth Sumi Mustard Seed Bag.
Out of six Sumi Mustard Seed Bags, Lu Yan got five.
While Lu Yan was seizing the fifth Sumi Mustard Seed Bag, the top masters of the Tianjian Sect and Tianque Sect combined their forces and adopted Lu Yan’s method.
However, they utilized their Primordial Spirit Manifestations.
Their real bodies blocked three light images while their Primordial Spirit Manifestations bypassed the light images and took off towards the corpse.
In the end, by taking the sword Qis damaging their Primordial Spirit Manifestations, they secured the sixth Sumi Mustard Seed Bag.
Then, their eyes focused on the Sumi Mustard Seed Bag on the corpse in the middle.
The corpse in the middle was evidently the core of the seven and very likely the master of the island.
The Sumi Mustard Seed Bag on him was unquestionably the most valuable.
However, no one moved for the time being.
As the bags from the six surrounding people had been hard to secure, it was only going to be harder to get the one in the middle.
"Chief, you guys hold back for now. Let me give it a try."
Lu Yan transmitted a message to Chu Long, then moved towards the seven corpses.
A light image rushed towards Lu Yan to kill him.
Whoosh!
Fifteen Martial Arts Avatars immediately surged out of Lu Yan.
Moreover, these fifteen Martial Arts Avatars were not all top-tier Martial Arts Avatars. Among them were two God-level Martial Arts Avatars.
One was the True Dragon War Body Avatar, and the other was the Star Leg Avatar.
The fifteen Martial Arts Avatars bypassed the light shadow and rushed forward quickly.
With the striking sound of the sword, five top-tier Martial Arts Avatars were cut down, but the remaining ten Martial Arts Avatars broke through the periphery corpses, charging towards the corpse in the middle.
Hum!
The war sword in the hand of the corpse in the middle vibrated for the first time. Then, a horrifyingly intense Sword Light came shrieking out, slashing straight at Lu Yan.
This Sword Light, hundreds of meters tall, was like a primordial divine blade, its power unmatched and terrifying to the extreme.
Even before it arrived, Lu Yan could sense the fatal crisis, his brow throbbing with pain, his soul trembling slightly.
"Not good..."
Lu Yan knew he had bitten off more than he could chew.
Without hesitation, his Avatar quickly retreated, and at the same time, he waved his hand, and twelve Immortal Puppets appeared, lining up vertically.
Meanwhile, the remaining ten Martial Arts Avatars also charged towards the Sword Light, intending to diminish its force.
Thud thud...
The Sword Light slashed down. Regardless of whether they were top-tier Martial Arts Avatars or God-level Martial Arts Avatars—even the defensive powerhouse True Dragon War Body Avatar—they were all split into halves.
The Sword Light did not stop, continuing its onslaught towards Lu Yan.
The twelve extremely sturdy Immortal Puppets, one after another, were being split open.
In an instant, all twelve Immortal Puppets were annihilated, the Sword Light still charging unabated, slashing towards Lu Yan.
Before anyone knew it, the Five-Colored Battle Knife was already in his hand, and Lu Yan exerted all his strength to block it.
Clang!
The Sword Light collided with the Five-Colored Battle Knife and Lu Yan’s body was thrown backwards by a thousand meters, skidding several hundred meters on the ground before stopping. Under the turmoil of his Qi-blood, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale.
His hands were trembling constantly, the pain in his bones so intense that he could barely hold the Five-Colored Battle Knife.
"What terrible power."
Lu Yan was appalled.
Just now, if not for the assistance of the ten Martial Arts Avatars and twelve Immortal Puppets, he would have surely been unable to block that sword blow.
It would have either killed him or severely injured him.
"Lu Yan, are you alright?"
Chu Long hurriedly rushed towards Lu Yan, asking with concern.
Lian Chengchao also followed, concern in his eyes.
"I’m okay. I was careless. That corpse in the middle, it’s too terrifying. It’s the core of the Sword Array, the Sword Light it emits contains a rich rule that we cannot interfere with."
Lu Yan grimaced with a bitter smile.
Jian Wuxin and the two top-tier experts of the Tianque Sect were stunned as they looked at each other but felt a hidden fortune. They were relieved that it was Lu Yan who had made the move and not them. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have been able to block that sword blow.
"We won’t be able to get that Sumi Mustard Seed Bag in the middle, but that kid has got five of the six Sumi Mustard Seed Bags outside. We absolutely can’t let them leave easily."
The Supreme Elder of the Tianque Sect secretly communicated to the other two.
"The Mansion of King Ming has three top-tier experts just like us. But we have many more in the Primordial Spirit Realm. As long as we three stall Chu Long, Lian Chengchao and that boy, the others can slaughter the Mansion of King Ming’s people with great ease. When they’ve killed the Mansion of King Ming’s others, they can come to reinforce us. It’s not impossible to eliminate them."
The Supreme Elder of the Tianque Sect then said.
"Okay, let’s do that." Jian Wuxin nodded.
Immediately, they secretly communicated with the other Primordial Spirit Masters of the two major sects.
Then, with a flash, they moved towards Lu Yan, Chu Long, and Lian Chengchao. Their Primordial Spirit Manifestations shrunk to the size of an average person. Standing shoulder-to-shoulder with them, the powerful aura locked onto Lu Yan and the others.
"Kid, you’ve monopolized five Sumi Mustard Seed Bags. Eating more than your appetite can choke you to death. Hand them over."
The Supreme Elder of the Tianque Sect held a sword in both hands, slashing towards Lu Yan.
His Primordial Spirit Manifestation had already recovered and produced a new Spiritual Treasure war sword. The four arms danced and swept towards Lu Yan.
Jian Wuxin and the Supreme Elder of the Tianque Sect also attacked one after another, launching killer moves towards Chu Long and Lian Chengchao.
The other Primordial Spirit Masters of the two major sects quickly maneuvered to bypass them and kill the other people in the Mansion of King Ming.
"Not good, their target is the others."
Both Chu Long and Lian Chengchao’s faces changed.
But they were being held back by opponents of the same level and couldn’t lend a hand.
When top-tier experts clash, even the slightest difference can lead to a vast gap.
Not to mention helping others, even if they are slightly distracted, they might give their opponents the chance to strike them hard.
Swish, swish!
At this moment, two more Martial Arts Avatars surged out from Lu Yan.
One was the Demon Hunting Avatar, and the other was the True Dragon Nine Strikes Avatar.
The Demon Hunting Avatar held a top-tier divine weapon-grade war bow with metal arrows hanging from his waist. With a drawn bow and loaded arrow, he aimed at a Tianque Sect high-level Primordial Spirit in the First Transformation.
With a whoosh, an arrow shot out, piercing the forehead of the high-level Primordial Spirit in the First Transformation. Even with full defense, it was to no avail. The corpse was thrown tens of meters back and smashed on the ground.
After killing one, the Demon Hunting Avatar aimed his bow and arrow at a Tianjian Sect expert. With the release of an arrow, this person fell dead.
In an instant, he killed two people, chilling the others, especially those below the Fourth Transformation who turned and ran, keeping a safe distance from Lu Yan.
"You brat..."
The Supreme Elder of the Tianque Sect roared furiously.
"Opening and closing your mouth with ’young punk’ and ’brat,’ do you really think I’m easy to bully? Today, I win."
Lu Yan’s eyes were cold, and his various killing moves came one after another, fiercely clashing with the Supreme Elder of the Tianque Sect.
Meanwhile, the Demon Hunting Avatar aimed his bow and arrow at his third target.
