The serpent's combat power was extraordinary, but the white-clad man wearing a mask possessed 365 golden flying swords composed of high-grade spiritual weapons. These flying swords gleamed with golden light, forming a golden light screen that enveloped the serpent. All of these flying swords were extremely sharp, easily piercing through the serpent's scales and penetrating its body, causing blood to splatter.
In just a moment, the serpent was killed.
This scene is quite astonishing.
Three hundred and sixty-five flying swords, all of them top-grade spiritual weapons, and they were all exactly the same. Each sword looked like it could be combined with others, and the power of the combination would increase dramatically. Such a set of flying swords was no less valuable than a celestial artifact or magic weapon.
Lu Yunli was shocked, and so were the other people on the ship who saw it.
The man in white collected the corpse of the serpent, and all the golden swords flew towards him, swirling around him and forming a sword formation. Lu Yunli looked at those flying swords and felt a surge of greed.
A Yao's metal-elemental clone came to Xuanshan to hunt the Ming Snake in order to obtain its blood for drawing talismans. The metal-elemental clone had already discovered Lu Yunli and the others, but simply didn't want to bother with them. However, even though she didn't want to deal with Lu Yunli, he still came to provoke her.
After the metal-element clone took away the corpse of the Ming Snake, several figures suddenly appeared around, and more than a dozen Lu family experts at the Nascent Soul stage surrounded A Yao's metal-element clone.
Lu Yunli coldly stared at the white-clad man twenty feet away and arrogantly said, "Leave your flying sword and magic weapon, or die!"
Lu Yunli didn't take A Yao's metal-elemental clone seriously. In his eyes, it was just a Nascent Soul cultivator in the early stages. It only killed that Ming Snake by relying on the power of a magic weapon; with so many of them, why should they be afraid of just one?
However, after he finished speaking, he saw the eyes revealed by the white-clad man's mask flash with intense killing intent, which sent chills down his spine in an instant.
The man in white snorted coldly, and a terrifying aura suddenly erupted from his body. An incomparably domineering aura was released from his body, and the surrounding space trembled. Lu Yunli and the Lu family members were instantly plunged into an illusory world.
In this vast universe, they were utterly insignificant. A god, whose power was equal to the heavens, was coldly looking down upon them, as if they were ants.
The image of the deity was clearly that of the white-clad man wearing a mask.
The white-clad man's eyes were like the sun and moon; the moment they met his gaze, their very souls seemed to be captured, and everyone trembled, completely losing the ability to think.
An overbearing aura, like a storm, threatened to crush their physical bodies and primordial spirits.
Lu Yunli and his dozen or so Nascent Soul stage guards were dragged into the realm of intent by the white-robed A Yao. In just a moment, they all coughed up blood. The intense pain brought them back to their senses, and in the instant they saw a flash of golden light, flying swords shot towards them. The guards screamed in agony, all of them severely injured, and fell from the sky.
Lu Yunli stared in horror as a figure appeared in front of him, placing a hand on the top of his head.
The domineering spiritual power surged down from the top of his head, instantly spreading throughout his body. He screamed in agony as his primordial spirit first disintegrated, degenerating into a nascent soul. The nascent soul then disintegrated into a golden core, which developed cracks and shattered. After degenerating into a Dao foundation, the Dao foundation was also shattered by the impact of that domineering power.
But it didn't end there. The force continued to destroy Lu Yunli's body, shattering his spiritual root as well.
In just one breath, Lu Yunli, a cultivator at the peak of the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, was reduced to a cripple.
Bang!
Lu Yunli was kicked by the white-clad A Yao and landed on a floating ship fifty feet away. There were still many Nascent Soul stage members of the Lu family on the floating ship, and they were terrified.
Lu Yunli smashed a large crater in the wall of the airship, and he was seriously injured and fell into a coma.
"Young Master—"
The crowd gathered around.
Ayao and her clone share and connect their emotional memories. The more terrible and hateful the original felt because of Xu Fengzhi, the more terrible and hateful the clone felt at that moment.
Lu Yunli just had to provoke her, so she shouldn't blame her for taking her anger out on him.
If we cripple him, the Glazed Tile School will no longer marry Song Yan to him, right?
Spare his life, out of consideration for blood ties.
After crippling Lu Yunli, A Yao's metal-elemental clone transformed into a golden streak of light, soaring through the air and disappearing into the distance.
"Young Master, Young Master!"
The Lu family members on the airship scanned Lu Yunli's body with their divine senses. Seeing that his cultivation had been crippled, they all turned pale. As Lu Yunli's guards, they knew that with Lu Yunli crippled like this, the family head would be furious and each of them would likely suffer severe punishment.
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The Lu family, somewhere within the forbidden area.
The pale-faced young man hovered in the void with his eyes closed, enveloped by a huge light golden dome.
Below the young man was a jade platform made of ten-thousand-year-old black jade. The platform was engraved with many runes, which now intertwined and shimmered with five-colored light.
An old woman in a white robe and an old man in a gray robe sat cross-legged on a futon. Both of them had solemn expressions. They kept casting spells with their hands, and the spells turned into various colored lights that fell on the unconscious man who was floating in the void. With each spell that landed on the man's body, the man couldn't help but groan in his unconscious state.
Xu Lianxin stood anxiously to the side, as did Lu Xiuwen beside her.
Upon learning that his eldest son had been crippled, Lu Xiuwen was furious. Who dared to be so audacious? When he scanned Lu Yunli's body with his divine sense and discovered that Lu Yunli's spiritual root was shattered, he was even more enraged. How vicious the person who did this was! They wanted to completely cripple his son!
That person destroyed Yun Li's spiritual root so that he would never have the chance to cultivate again and would suffer a fate worse than death!
Who is it? Who is so jealous of his eldest son? Who is so jealous of the Lu family?
Although Lu Xiuwen was in the late stage of the Void Refinement realm, he was not skilled in medicine. He could only bring his eldest son and ask the two Supreme Elders to help him see if there was still a chance to save the spiritual root.
The Lu family has three Supreme Elders, all of whom are at the late stage of the Void Refinement realm and have been living in seclusion, focusing on their breakthrough to the Integration realm. Apart from the incident at the Burial Dragon Mountain Secret Realm, they have not left the Lu family's forbidden area for a thousand years.
After the Burial Dragon Mountain Secret Realm, the Lu family obtained many good things there. The three Supreme Elders were focused on breaking through to the Integration Stage. Now, because of Lu Yunli's situation, the two Supreme Elders have interrupted their cultivation and are trying to save Lu Yunli.
The old woman in the white robe was named Lu Yingqiu, and her Taoist name was Lingxiao Zhenren.
The old man in the gray robe was named Lu Chi, and his Taoist name was Changchun Sanren.
Lingxiao Zhenren is Lu Xiuwen's great-aunt, and Changchun Sanren is Lu Xiuwen's great-uncle by seniority. However, everyone in the Lu family usually calls the three Supreme Elders "Ancestor".
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