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The Young Lord's movements in killing were completely unlike those who purely pursued brute force; they were not violent but rather elegant and grand. The two Dual Blades rose and fell dramatically, resembling the red blades in the hands of Courtesans in a brothel—seemingly light yet flexible and powerful, with each strike causing someone to fall.
At this moment, the battle had reached a fever pitch. All the low-ranking soldiers of the Island Guard had been killed, leaving only seven or eight Masked Warriors, Luo Gongshuai, and the Young Lord.
The combat strength of the Masked Warriors was formidable. Aside from Old Mu, who had slain two with his sharp Demon-Slaying Sword, none of the others had fallen; instead, they had inflicted considerable damage on the Garrison.
"Spearhand, surround them!" roared the Centurion overseeing the battle.
Fifty Spearhands stepped out of formation, brandishing their long spears as they charged into the fray.
The Spearhands coordinated with the sword-wielders, forming teams of seven or eight. They attacked in close combat with swords and used spears at a distance, quickly scattering Luo Gongshuai and his companions to encircle and eliminate them.
This tactic proved effective almost immediately, as four or five more Masked Warriors fell to random spear thrusts.
The number of Island Guard personnel dwindled rapidly. Luo Gongshuai was now entangled with Old Mu and a Centurion. Particularly, Old Mu's Demon-Slaying Sword was exceptionally sharp, forcing Luo Gongshuai to retreat step by step, unable to retaliate.
The Young Lord was besieged by dozens of Garrison soldiers, tightly encircled. With swords and spears attacking in turns, although he could not be harmed, he found it difficult to strike down any Garrison soldiers.
On the other side of the palace, Lu Chen had somehow arrived at the outskirts of the battlefield. His gaze had never left the Young Lord wielding Dual Blades; this fellow's skills were truly impressive. Even while being attacked by dozens of Garrison soldiers, he remained unyielding, greatly piquing Lu Chen's interest.
In close combat, Dual Blades were undoubtedly lethal weapons. However, Lu Chen did not consider recruiting him for himself because such a person would surely be fiercely loyal. Attempting to subdue him would undoubtedly come at a great cost that Lu Chen was unwilling to risk.
At that moment, a figure dressed in a Black Robe flew out from the palace and silently landed on the roof of a nearby mud-brick house closest to the battlefield, chuckling coldly several times.
This person was none other than Chuan Ru Mage. He raised a bell high and called out, "Young Lord, quickly retreat!"
The crowd looked up at the roof, surprised to see someone there, not knowing when that person had appeared. Even a highly skilled Qi Master would make a sound when jumping through the air, but the mage before them was different.
Taking advantage of this moment, the Young Lord, Luo Gongshuai, and the remaining four or five Masked Warriors quickly retreated towards the Chuan Ru Mage.
With a command from the Centurion, the Garrison slowly fell back, as everyone could sense that the mage on the roof was quite sinister.
The Chuan Ru Mage shook a bell towards the Garrison. With a gentle motion, the bell opened wide, and a gust of black wind blew out, instantly transforming into countless insects that fell to the ground and jumped towards the Garrison.
These insects were so small that they were hard to see with the naked eye. By the time the Garrison reacted, the insects had already leaped into the crowd, attaching themselves to exposed skin—hands, necks, or faces—and began to suck blood. Those affected immediately screamed in agony, their cries heart-wrenching and filled with pain.
Lu Chen's expression tightened as he furrowed his brows. The mage standing on the roof seemed to have released some kind of tiny poisonous insect that was invisible to the eye and extremely malicious. It appeared that the Garrison was in serious trouble.
After a moment's pause, Lu Chen took a black cloth bag from his waist, loosened its opening, and poured out the Ten-Thousand Poisons Golden Toad.
"I wonder if this will be effective," Lu Chen murmured to himself. He hoped that the Ten-Thousand Poisons Golden Toad could counteract those poisonous insects.
The Ten-Thousand Poisons Golden Toad squatted on the ground, its two pearl-like eyes bulging. The poison glands on its back seemed to have shriveled due to excessive secretion of venom recently.
Moreover, it had indeed not eaten for quite some time; Lu Chen had been too busy to take it out for a stroll.
As soon as the Ten-Thousand Poisons Golden Toad was released, it immediately tried to puff up its large white belly. Perhaps it was really too empty inside; no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't round itself out.
After lazily crawling around for a bit, suddenly, the Ten-Thousand Poisons Golden Toad croaked twice as if it had caught a whiff of something. It then sprang into action and leaped several feet away, quickly charging into the battlefield.
The Ten-Thousand Poisons Golden Toad extended its crimson long tongue, resembling an animal's intestine, and with a flick into the air, it immediately swallowed a bucket full of poisonous insects.
Seeing this, Lu Chen smiled knowingly; it seemed the Ten-Thousand Poisons Golden Toad was already effective.
However, he was not yet ready to intervene because going out now would not help much. The mage from earlier was too powerful, and he knew he was no match for that person. The bell in his hand that released the poisonous insects was astonishing, and that person definitely had other means.
To be able to approach the battlefield unnoticed, even Lu Chen had not detected it; this was not something an ordinary person could achieve. The only explanation was the Yin Spirit.
Lu Chen's eyes lit up as he guessed the origin of that person. He even sent his Yin Spirit out to observe them. Through the Yin Spirit's perspective, that person appeared as a mass of yin fire, unlike a Qi Master who would be a dense Yang Qi Flame.
“Dharmakaya, manifest.”
Only by cultivating the Yin Spirit to the Dharmakaya realm could one manifest in the human realm and transform into an existence identical to a person.
Lu Chen was currently only at the Spirit Travel Realm, capable only of wandering and performing rituals; he could not manifest at all. Additionally, he possessed only a tiny bit of Pure Yang Transformation, which was insufficient for manifestation. The Law of the Realm required extremely pure Pure Yang Transformation to manifest.
Besides manifestation, cultivating the Yin Spirit to the Law of the Realm also allowed for possession. For instance, during the Killing Green Mountain incident, Demon God Li Shi'an's Yin Spirit personally possessed Dragon Bone to fight.
The Spirit Travel Realm could only manipulate things externally through rituals, while the Law of the Realm allowed for possession. Like Li Shi'an, one could directly enter the interior of Dragon Bone for manipulation. Reaching this level made controlling things much more adept and flexible.
If that person's Yin Spirit had come out to fight, then their Flesh must be nearby.
Lu Chen raised his eyes and looked around, noticing the abruptly standing palace in the center. Without hesitation, he swept past several unfinished buildings and quietly approached it.
As Lu Chen was about to step into the palace courtyard, he suddenly retreated sharply. He saw four Masked Warriors standing motionless with their arms crossed.
In the middle of these four stood a mage in a Black Robe, dressed and looking exactly like the mage from earlier.
It was clear that this person was eager to take action and didn’t have time to enter the palace, so he had to call these black-clad warriors to guard him in the courtyard.
Lu Chen immediately activated Yin Spirit and Disembodiment, summoning the Xuan Yin Flying Sword, which flew into the courtyard like a strand of hair, piercing one of the Masked Warriors in the head. It circled inside before flying out again, striking another warrior.
In an instant, two Masked Warriors trembled and fell to the ground, dead without knowing how. Only then did the other two Masked Warriors react.
These two were also shrewd; realizing that things were not that simple, they panicked and saw a trace of something flying through the air. They immediately began swinging their Dual Blades wildly in an attempt to prevent Lu Chen from approaching the Chuan Ru Mage's Flesh.
Both of these individuals were Qi Masters at the Body Refinement Explosive Qi Realm, and their Dual Blades technique was quite impressive.
Lu Chen tried several times to rush in but was forced back by the four whirling Dual Blades. The Xuan Yin Flying Sword was even struck once; he felt his Yin Spirit shake violently, plunging him into darkness for a moment, nearly causing his Ritual Spell to break. Fortunately, he had Li Shian's Yin Yuan Pearl.
Knowing that his Xuan Yin Flying Sword could not break through the Dual Blades technique, Lu Chen realized that his Ritual Spell was not sophisticated enough. If he had cultivated to the level of Dharmakaya embodiment and then controlled the Xuan Yin Flying Sword, it would be easy for him to slay these two.
Lu Chen flew out of the courtyard, returning his Yin Spirit to its place and rewrapping the Xuan Yin Flying Sword around his finger. It had been extremely perilous; he had left his Flesh outside the courtyard. If any Island Guard passed by here, his Flesh would be lost. Even a worthless person could easily sever his head with a light stroke, leading him to utter ruin. Thus, he had taken a significant risk earlier.
Standing beneath the wall, Lu Chen swung his long arms—reaching halfway down his thigh—struck both fists against the ground, pushed off with both legs, and jumped high up onto the several-meter-high wall.
Using his feet for leverage on top of the wall, he jumped again into the air at a height of seven or eight meters and executed a Crane Demon Strike aimed directly at those two Masked Warriors.
The two individuals were aware of their prowess and immediately swung their gleaming Dual Blades, launching identical attacks.
Lu Chen dared not clash with the sharp Dual Blades. Flesh exerted force in the void and let out a roar, extending its long arms downward, feigning an attack with Ape Demon Grabs the Moon, and rolled sideways.
Afterward, Lu Chen landed on the ground, quickly holding his breath. Flesh nimbly rolled and circled behind the two Masked Warriors.
Holding his breath was to confuse the two Masked Warriors. After reaching the second stage of Qigong, Unity of Man, he could conceal himself; if he did not wish to reveal himself, no one could find him.
Once behind them, Lu Chen and Flesh rolled again, then swiftly stood up and unleashed Bear Demon Push Mountain. With both iron palms extended, he pushed toward one Masked Warrior's back.
That Masked Warrior had already lost sight of his target and was filled with dread. He could not anticipate that Lu Chen would launch a surprise attack from behind, and he was immediately pushed squarely by Lu Chen.
Lu Chen's seemingly light attack softly pressed against the Masked Warrior's back but contained hidden internal force. It was like swinging a vine in the air; shaking one end would transmit power along the vine to the other end, resulting in a loud crack when it snapped. This was the power of Bear Demon Push Mountain.
Sure enough, that Masked Warrior was pushed by Lu Chen and stumbled forward, nearly losing grip on the Dual Blades in his hands.
At that moment, the other Masked Warrior charged forward, swinging a gleaming steel knife down toward Lu Chen's face.
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