"Do you know my companion?" Zhang Yuanjing asked, his response not quite addressing the question.
He was now quite certain that the remnant soul on that old Daoist Qin was greatly related to this Lu Gong. If this person's divine soul was truly as Zhang San had said, formed by the merging of many remnant souls, then it was very likely that the remnant soul on Old Daoist Qin was a part of this person's divine soul.
This was an old monster who cultivated extremely evil divine soul techniques. His desire for the silver lotus must be to enter the inner space of the Sky-Supporting Divine Pillar. What was there?
Lu Gong stared at him for a few breaths, then said faintly, "Although the Five Domains and Three Seas of the world are vast, it is not too difficult for the Profound Serenity Palace to find someone. Moreover, your companion, Daoist friend, is as beautiful as a celestial being and as cold as ice. All who have seen her are deeply impressed and can't forget her. She left footprints in the Central Domain before. As long as this old man asks around, it won't be difficult to know her origin. This old man has already said that he only wants the silver lotus. Wherever the lotus is, this old man will go. Whoever has the lotus, this old man will seek them out!"
He paused slightly, then asked again, "Can Daoist friend tell this old man, is that silver lotus here, or in the Nine Cold Valley of the Northern Domain?"
Zhang Yuanjing said in a deep voice, "Naturally, it is in this poor Daoist's hands!"
Lu Gong raised his head and laughed loudly, his voice extremely cold and without a hint of joy.
"How does Daoist Zhang view this old man's previous proposal?"
"I don't view it at all. If Daoist Lu wants the silver lotus, then come and take it yourself!"
Lu Gong's expression froze, then he smiled contemptuously, "Do you think that just because you carry a congenital spiritual treasure, you can surpass this old man? What wishful thinking! Today, this old man will let you see what a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator is!"
Lu Gong released his two magic swords, stirring the surrounding spiritual energy like a tide, the sea of clouds churning, and the astral winds howling. The Daoist robe on his body fluttered, and two sword lights shot out, one black and one white, intertwined with each other, and an unknown power constantly generated, the sound like a clear and melodious dragon's roar.
Zhang Yuanjing's expression congealed. Although he was hundreds of feet away from this old Daoist, he felt the powerful oppressive force right in front of him.
The Refined Yang Umbrella opened with a "bang", the black umbrella surface rippling like water, the dim light drawing but not emitting, hidden within the umbrella.
"Hurry!" Lu Gong shouted in a low voice, pinching a magic seal in his hand, and pointing remotely at the Yin-Yang swords that had already flown halfway.
In an instant, the two swords collided, the sword light soared a hundred feet, the Yin-Yang energies flowed, turning into a Taiji pattern, covering the sky and earth, and falling towards Zhang Yuanjing.
"Master, be careful to defend!"
Zhang San instructed, manipulating the Refined Yang Umbrella to rise rapidly,迎击往迎击迎击 the fierce sword energy transformed into a Taiji pattern to meet it.
"Boom!"
The sword light landed on the umbrella surface, the Taiji pattern shattered instantly, and sword energies, as if divinely infused, automatically sought out weak points and launched a frantic attack on the Refined Yang Umbrella.
The Refined Yang Umbrella rotated rapidly, the dim light leaking out like a torrent, colliding with the sword light, but still, a few shot towards Zhang Yuanjing below.
Zhang Yuanjing protected the Source Stone on his body surface, condensing countless gravels to hit the sword light.
"Pa pa pa pa——"
The Refined Yang Umbrella rapidly expanded like a black curtain, covering the sky, and also blocking the thunderous rain of swords.
"Rumble rumble rumble!"
Countless qi energies exploded at the same time, the surrounding mountains either shook or cracked, and the dense forests fell like severed wheat stalks.
The Thousand Cave Peak, close at hand, shook incessantly, hundreds and thousands of black crows rose into the air, looking at the battleground in fear. The timid flapped their wings and fled, the foolish approached to watch, and the clever ones split up to send messages to various mountains.
Lu Gong frowned and glanced at the distant flock of crows flying around, then stepped forward and quickly approached Zhang Yuanjing.
Zhang Yuanjing did not create a sand domain, nor did he use the mud swamp technique. These methods were simply not enough under the opponent's flowing sword rain. Not to mention that this person could break through the mud swamp confinement with his own strength.
He transmitted a message to Ape Thirteen, asking it to go forward.
Ape Thirteen was born without fear of the enemy. It covered itself in golden light, used the power of three heads and six arms, and wielding five spiritual weapons, it killed its way up.
Lu Gong took out a white stone from his Sumeru Ring and threw it at Ape Thirteen's head.
The golden-haired monkey didn't know what this thing was, so it raised its long staff and smashed it up.
However, before the long staff could reach it, the white stone exploded on its own, turning into a cloud of dense, lingering white mist, quickly covering Ape Thirteen's body.
Ape Thirteen only felt that the world had changed, as if it had been moved from the ground to the clouds in an instant. The surroundings were a vast expanse of white, and it couldn't see anything, and it didn't know what was real or illusory.
It quickly transmitted a message to Zhang Yuanjing, saying, "Yuanjing, am I still on the hillside? Have I been hit by this person's illusion technique?"
Zhang Yuanjing only replied, "Don't worry! I will let the Azure-Eyed Suanni Beast go help you."
Lu Gong's figure was as fast as lightning, with two swords protecting his sides, and thousands of sword lights like flowing water, sweeping in all directions, besieging Zhang Yuanjing and the Refined Yang Umbrella.
The Refined Yang Umbrella did not dare to be negligent, and fully released the domain of dim light to resist the sword light, protecting Zhang Yuanjing's safety.
This situation was completely reversed compared to when the Refined Yang Umbrella used its dim light to encircle Lu Gong before.
Zhang Yuanjing finally understood that this person's initial intention was to show weakness, or to give him a chance to kill Sun Duo and Yu Guangchen, so that he could capture him alone. Otherwise, with his combat power, he would have been able to protect Sun Duo.
Lu Gong did not immediately launch an attack on Zhang Yuanjing. He shuttled back and forth in the sword light, his gloomy eyes staring fixedly at the Refined Yang Umbrella. Although he said it lightly, he was actually quite afraid of this thing.
The spiritual power of heaven and earth was constantly being mobilized by him, converging into the sword lights all over the sky. The sword lights became more and more dazzling, as dazzling as the light of the scorching sun.
The two flying swords in the center danced even more rapidly, like a residual shadow, gradually merging with the surrounding sword lights.
"Yin-Yang Reversal, Heaven and Earth Inversion!"
Lu Gong let out a long roar, his hands suddenly making a magic seal, causing all the sword lights to turn black and white, turning into a huge millstone, grinding the Refined Yang Umbrella and Zhang Yuanjing in the middle.
In just an instant, the dim light released by the Refined Yang Umbrella shrank by a circle. Zhang San wanted to urge the Refined Yang Umbrella to push the dim light back, but the millstone transformed by the sword light was extremely overbearing. Once it ground away the dim light, it would occupy the space and not give the Refined Yang Umbrella a chance to counterattack.
"Master, this person is too strong. Zhang San needs to release the Blazing Sun Soul Refinement, and it's difficult to spare strength to defend. Master, please be careful yourself!"
Zhang San sent a message, then shrank the umbrella surface. Immediately, a round of golden sun rose, releasing blazing light, and shot into the millstone.
The millstone trembled, and the grinding momentum was slightly frustrated.
Lu Gong frowned slightly, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Let this old man see what means you have with this congenital spiritual treasure!"
He raised his hand, summoned the two flying swords from the millstone, pointed remotely, urged the two swords to merge into one, turning into a pillar of light that reached the sky and the earth, and struck the blazing sun on the Refined Yang Umbrella with the force of thunder.
