Chapter 417: Chapter 392: He Dao’s Strength_1
The Eighth Transformation of the Primordial Spirit indeed differed greatly from the Seventh Transformation of the Primordial Spirit.
Immortal Lord Red Flame, though clearly suppressed by the Heavenly Earth Power and unable to manifest the full strength of the Eighth Transformation of his Primordial Spirit, his defensive strength however hadn’t been suppressed as significantly.
His physical body or even the spiritual treasure within him, both contained complete Rule of Fire.
Complete and incomplete are entirely two different concepts.
For the Seventh Transformation of the Primordial Spirit, even if one cultivates a rule to the Seventh Void, it’s still incomplete and fragmentary; to put it bluntly, they’ve only mastered the superficial aspects of the rule.
Be it the First Void or the Seventh Void, they’re all mere superficial aspects, only varying in depth.
"Red Flame. Heavenly Sun."
Killing intent surging into the sky, a primal howl erupted from Immortal Lord Red Flame. Flames all over his body erupted, forming a gigantic fireball in the sky.
The fireball was like the sun, with a radius of hundreds of miles. The temperature sharply rose.
Air twisted continuously, and the ground’s rocks softened, turning into magma.
With a flap of its wings, the fireball with a diameter reaching thousands of miles, rolled down towards Lu Yan and Lin Yan.
Lin Yan’s face was solemn, where his fists as if weighing a thousand catties, swung slowly. With each swing, a nine-clawed fire dragon would condense.
In an instant, he threw twelve punches.
Twelve nine-clawed fire dragons sprung out, emitting waves of dragon roars. The dragons collided with the fireball, and both sides were stuck at an impasse.
Boom!
Lu Yan put away the Exorcism Bow, Demon Destroying Arrow without hesitation. His feet stamped the ground, and his body transformed into a streak of starlight, rushing towards Immortal Lord Red Flame.
If long-range attacks didn’t work, then he would engage in close combat.
Right now, the power of Lu Yan’s close combat exceeded that of his long-range attacks.
When he put away the Exorcism Bow, the Five-Colored Battle Knife was already in his hand.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Seeing Lu Yan charge at him, Immortal Lord Red Flame flapped his wings continuously. Rolling hot winds transformed into countless hot wind blades, sweeping towards Lu Yan.
Some swept over the ground, gouging a thick layer off the earth, as if it had been plowed through.
In the sea of consciousness, the Dao Book radiated light, and an illusion, like a piece of cloth, covered Lu Yan’s entire body.
At the same time, the Thunder Bell flew out from his forehead, suspended above Lu Yan’s head. It erupted with streaks of lightning, destroying the incoming hot wind blades.
Lu Yan wielded a knife in both hands, slashing forward continually. Any wind blades that were not disrupted by the lightning were split apart by the blade light.
With several flashes, Lu Yan soon closed in on Immortal Lord Red Flame.
"Die."
Lu Yan shouted as he fiercely hacked down with all his might.
A thousand-foot-high five-colored blade light surged forward, with the momentum of being unstoppable, hacking down at Immortal Lord Red Flame.
Immortal Lord Red Flame swung one wing and swept sideways, colliding with the blade light.
Clang!
Lu Yan’s body drew back with eleven steps.
The enormous body of Immortal Lord Red Flame, on the other hand, took stumbling steps backward. Nine of the hard feathers on his wings had been broken and fell to the ground.
Boom!
A Big Tree Phantom Image descended from the sky, plunging into Immortal Lord Red Flame’s sea of consciousness.
However, within his sea of consciousness, he didn’t see any Primordial Spirit.
Immortal Lord Red Flame was very clear about Lu Yan’s capabilities. Even though he was powerful, he was extremely cautious in his actions. He had long hidden his Primordial Spirit in his physical body.
As a result, the Big Tree Phantom Image was vainly dispatched.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
The Thunder Bell vibrated continuously. Invisible shockwaves surged into the body of Immortal Lord Red Flame.
Whoosh!
Lu Yan flickered and directed the Five-Colored Battle Knife towards Immortal Lord Red Flame’s eyes.
Immortal Lord Red Flame’s body was all covered by thick feathers.
These feathers were also a part of his rule and covered in the complete Rule of Fire, forming something akin to an indestructible armor. It was extremely difficult to break the defense.
Upon inspection, the only weakness on Immortal Lord Red Flame was his eyes.
Then, the ring flew out again, trying to crash into Lu Yan.
At the same time, both wings of Immortal Lord Red Flame, like blades, converged from both sides trying to cut Lu Yan into two halves.
"Is its reaction this quick? Did its Primordial Spirit not take any damage at all?"
Lu Yan’s heart gave a start.
His strategy had been to first use the Thunder Bell to attack the opponent’s Primordial Spirit, then attack the opponent’s weak point. It had been successful when facing the Seventh Transformation of the Primordial Spirit.
As soon as the Thunder Bell sounded, the opponent’s spirit would waver, revealing numerous flaws.
"Has reaching the He Dao level, the Primordial Spirit also started to follow a rule? Is its defense this strong because of the complete rule guarding him?" Lu Yan’s thoughts raced.
Clang!
When the Five-Colored Battle Knife collided with the ring, Lu Yan used the reaction force to retreat quickly, avoiding the opponent’s dual-wing attack.
"No, the Thunder Bell does influence its Primordial Spirit."
Lu Yan’s eyes twinkled.
His Spiritual Sense observed that when Immortal Lord Red Flame was attacked, the sun he had condensed shrunk and its light dimmed.
Although the soul attack of the Thunder Bell didn’t harm the Primordial Spirit of Immortal Lord Red Flame, it definitely had an influence. It had a significant interference effect, which could weaken the opponent’s strength.
Boom!
Lin Yan condensed a dragon horn between his hands, and then he threw it. It spun out, piercing through that sun.
Roar, roar...
Twelve nine-clawed fire dragons flung themselves towards Immortal Lord Red Flame.
Ding, ding...
The Thunder Bell kept ringing incessantly.
"Damn..."
Immortal Lord Red Flame, filled with murderous intent, stared at the Thunder Bell.
The attack from the Thunder Bell continuously struck its Primordial Spirit. Although it couldn’t pierce through the complete Rule of Fire on the surface of the Primordial Spirit, it left him agitated and unable to focus.
A ring flew out, heading straight towards the Thunder Bell.
Atop the Thunder Bell, thunder rumbled, and a giant bolt of lightning erupted, striking the ring and managing to block it.
"Split!"
At the same time, Lu Yan commanded in a low voice, and the Five-Colored Battle Knife hurtled forward. In an instant, it divided into five, turning into five different-colored war knives, corresponding to metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.
The five war knives, like five flying swords, transformed into five rays of light, wildly slashing at Immortal Lord Red Flame.
Clang, clang, clang....
Sparks flew as metal clashed against metal in a flurry of impacts.
Of course, most of the attacks were blocked.
Lu Yan’s hand, like a blade, attacked Immortal Lord Red Flame bare-handed.
Thump!
Lu Yan’s palm collided with Immortal Lord Red Flame’s wing and both parties retreated simultaneously.
Meanwhile, Lin Yan’s attack had arrived.
Twelve nine-claw fire dragons merged into a massive thousand-meter-long dragon, slamming into Immortal Lord Red Flame.
Immortal Lord Red Flame was knocked back fiercely.
Simultaneously, Lin Yan’s Primordial Spirit manifested. His Primordial Spirit was extremely peculiar, its surface was covered in bizarre patterns. These countless Wish Patterns intertwined, forming a seal.
"Release!"
Lin Yan uttered softly. The Wish Patterns on his body retracted, quickly disappearing, transforming into a small sphere that retreated into his Primordial Spirit.
Boom!
A terrifying aura erupted from Lin Yan’s Primordial Spirit, as if it broke through the Seventh Transformation of Primordial Spirit.
However, one could see that Lin Yan’s Primordial Spirit resembled a shattered porcelain vessel, covered in cracks, shocking to the sight. It felt as if it would shatter with a light touch.
"Senior, you..."
Lu Yan sent a message to Lin Yan, showing a look of worry.
With a quick scan of his Spiritual Sense, Lu Yan knew that Lin Yan’s Primordial Spirit was severely injured. Normally, it was sealed with some kind of seal. Once released, indeed his strength would increase, but his injuries would likely worsen.
"No problem, I only unlocked part of the seal, once this battle is over, I will seal it again."
Lin Yan responded.
At the same time, he conjured a dragon horn in his hands. With a forward push, it rapidly shot out, hitting Immortal Lord Red Flame’s abdomen.
Feathers flew everywhere as fresh blood splattered. Immortal Lord Red Flame’s abdomen was pierced by the dragon horn, leaving a bloody hole.
Immortal Lord Red Flame roared angrily. His aura soared; his body’s flames transitioned from red to white. A terrifying aura spread out, bearing down on Lu Yan like a giant mountain.
It was no longer the aura of the Seventh Transformation of Primordial Spirit, but the Eighth Turn, the He Dao.
But just then, chains appeared on Immortal Lord Red Flame’s body.
Nine chains in total, one end was connected to Immortal Lord Red Flame, and the other end penetrated into the void.
With the appearance of the chains, Immortal Lord Red Flame let out a reluctant roar, his surging aura quickly weakened and returned to the Seventh Transformation of Primordial Spirit.
He was suppressed by the Heavenly Earth Power.
It seemed that even within the Fairy Ruins, Immortal Lord Red Flame cannot utilize the power of the He Dao level. Once he does, he will be suppressed.
Lu Yan confirmed in his heart.
Caw!
All of a sudden, from another side, came the cry of a gigantic red bird. Its wings flapped sending two red beams of light flying out, slashing towards Lu Yan.
Lu Yan continuously swiped his palm to block the two beams of light.
"Seventh Transformation of Primordial Spirit."
Lu Yan had a thought in his heart.
"Lu Yan, you go handle that Seventh Transformation big bird first, I’ll take care of Immortal Lord Red Flame."
Lin Yan’s voice sounded in his ear.
Lu Yan nodded, his feet twinkling with starlight, he dashed towards the Seventh Transformation big bird.
The Thunder Bell was even quicker, it already neared the Seventh Transformation big bird.
Ding, ding...
A melodious bell sound rang out.
The Seventh Transformation big bird was struck as if by thunder.
Lu Yan quickly neared it, his hand functioning like a blade, slashing towards the big bird.
Only when he got close did he realize that the big bird also had three chains penetrating the void attached to its body.
It seemed this Seventh Transformation big bird had not fully escaped its restraints either.
At the critical moment, the Seventh Transformation big bird reacted and mobilized the Rule Power for a counterattack.
Countless flames surged towards Lu Yan, the rolling heat wave was enough to melt Spiritual Treasures.
But Lu Yan ignored this, and charged straight ahead.
The immortal power within the flames was absorbed by the Dao Book Illusion that he was carrying on his body, reducing its power by a significant amount. It couldn’t pose any threat to Lu Yan.
Whoosh!
The palm blade slashed onto the head of the big bird, which burst like a watermelon.
But the big bird didn’t die. Its wings fluttered, rapidly retreating, while its immortal power surged, gathering the broken pieces towards its neck to recover.
"I couldn’t kill He Dao, can’t I kill you? Die."
Lu Yan sneered and charged over. With a couple of swooshes, his two palms plunged into the big bird’s chest, and with a forceful tear, this Seventh Transformation big bird was ripped in half.
Clang clang.
The three chains on the big bird’s body shivered slightly, moving like octopus tentacles, Lu Yan could clearly sense that the bird’s essence was becoming weak.
These chains were actually absorbing the essence of the big bird at the opportune moment.
"That’s mine..."
Enraged, Lu Yan summoned the Five-Colored Battle Knife which swiftly slashed, slicing the bird’s body into tens of pieces.
The bird’s Primordial Spirit flew out hastily. A Big Tree Phantom Image descended, annihilating it.
Then, the Dao Book Illusion burst out, transforming into a black hole and completely devouring the bird’s carcass.
