Chapter 388: True Spirit Thunder Fire Draws Heavenly Thunder

Lingxiang's Lotus Heart Sword Intent, though possessing sword Qi, lacked sword intent; it was less a move for facing an enemy and more a means of self-preservation. Yet, this person before him possessed both sword Qi and sword intent, and even a kind of inexplicable drive, as if they held some deep-seated grudge against him, only the killing intent was slightly weaker, lacking a certain sharpness.

Lingxiang often said that to look down on an opponent was to look down on oneself, so Long Qi dared not slack off in the slightest, bracing himself with twelve parts of his spirit to respond.

The person before him was overbearing, and he himself was constrained by the Hanyu Pill; he feared it would be difficult to win a head-on clash, so if he could avoid the fight, that would be the best strategy.

It was just that while Long Qi had the heart to avoid battle, the person in black likely would not let him off easily, so the only plan now was to bite the bullet.

Fortunately, there was the "Entangling Dragon Sword Formula."

Wuji had once said that the four sets of sword formulas of the Long Family were each a method of responding to an enemy; regardless of the opponent's cultivation, to thoroughly understand the opponent's methods and return their own ways upon them—only exceeding them, never falling short—was the way to victory.

And the "Entangling Dragon Sword Formula" was valuable precisely for the word "entangle."

Since there was no way to escape, he would entangle the person in black and make them lose focus as well.

Seeing the person in black did not answer, Long Qi took a step back, pretending he had fallen into a disadvantage. Just as the person in black followed up with a move of sword intent, he suddenly leaned back and fell to the ground, crossing his legs to clamp down on the lower stance of the person in black.

The person in black was momentarily unable to move and was about to strike a palm at Long Qi's legs, but who would have thought that Long Qi would suddenly release his legs, and while dodging the palm technique of the person in black, use the momentum to perform a somersault and flip onto their back.

As soon as he flipped over, Long Qi dropped his elbow, striking fiercely toward the ribs of the person in black, but he did not expect the person in black to be prepared; they split their legs and crouched down, dodging the strike while sweeping their leg at Long Qi, followed by a "Black Dragon Coils the Pillar" move.

Long Qi had long guessed the person in black would do this; as they swept their leg, he supported himself with one hand on the ground and flipped to dodge the leg strike. Just as the person in black stood firm, Long Qi's sword was already resting on their shoulder.

Thinking he had won a move, Long Qi was quite pleased, raising his eyebrows at the person in black: "How about it? Can we talk properly now?"

Likely having never seen someone so thick-skinned, the person in black rolled their eyes, flicked their finger to knock away the Longyuan, then performed two backflips to create distance and pinched a Fire Character Formula.

The raging flames roared like a dragon, screaming as they crashed toward Long Qi. Seeing this, Long Qi turned and slashed, actually splitting the flames apart, then stuck his sword into the ground and pinched a Thunder Formula.

A roar sounded above the head of the person in black, continuous and deafening; a bolt of purple thunder descended, and the sudden explosion scared the birds in the forest into scattering endlessly.

Dust rose all around again, and Long Qi secretly thought it was bad: he feared he had struck too hard, and he still needed to capture them to ask for Lingxiang's whereabouts!

Just as Long Qi was worrying incessantly, the dust settled, but the person in black was standing there perfectly fine, pinching a finger technique with a calm expression, as if that bolt of thunder were nothing more than an itch.

It's the Bolan Buqing Jue!!

The Bolan Buqing Jue was brought to the Yuanqing Sect by Tumi Xianzi, and very few in the Yuanqing Sect practiced this method; besides Lingxiang, he had only seen Hanyang use it.

He had previously had some doubts about this person, but now he could be certain: they must know how to find Lingxiang!

He had wanted to play around with this person, but it seemed that would not do.

Long Qi put his sword back on his back, held his breath, and focused, his face solemn.

For him now, using a sword would instead put him at a disadvantage; it would be better to compete with Witchcraft, perhaps he would have an advantage.

After deciding, Long Qi pinched hand seals and muttered to himself; listening carefully, it was actually the True Spirit Thunder Fire Decision.

The previous thunder technique was just ordinary thunder, but this time it was different; the True Spirit Thunder Fire draws down heavenly thunder, and after the thunder comes fire, which will burn everything in the surroundings to ashes.

The reason Long Qi always used the Thunder Method was because it was the first thunder method he learned, but he himself had a Fire Spirit Root; if he used the Fire Method, the power would be vastly different.

The surroundings suddenly darkened, black clouds rolled in the sky, and roars echoed one after another, as if gathering strength.

The braids of the person in black stood on end; they realized this Daoist Technique was definitely extraordinary, and if hit, they would certainly be heavily injured, but it was too late to dodge now!

The only plan now was to strike first!

The person in black took a Yellow Talisman from their bosom, held it between two fingers, recited a Dharma Technique, and threw it out.

The talisman made a flapping sound and flew toward Long Qi with an eerie speed; before he could react, it had swapped positions with the person in black.

Seeing this, Long Qi shouted that it was bad—the Witchcraft was already cast, there was no room for turning back, and now that his position had been swapped, wasn't he just lifting a rock to drop on his own feet?

In his astonishment, a bolt of heavenly thunder crashed down; after the lightning flash, flames rose everywhere, spreading across the entire hill.

"Hiss!" Zhao Wuyang gasped, feeling as if the earth beneath his feet were trembling.

"Look, look, I told you to hurry, now it's fine, they've started fighting."

The little person leading the way complained as he turned his head—it was Adao!

It turned out that the one who blocked the three of them at the foot of the mountain was him, and the one who lured Long Qi away was Zhanli.

After the White Phoenix appeared in the world, Lingxiang sent the two out of the Demon Realm, ordering them to go to Fengdu to inquire about news of the Wuchang Venerable, and when the time was ripe, to head to Chenjian. The two waited for a long time, and finally, on the day of the phoenix cry, they saw Bai Wuchang.

Bai Wuchang helped the two reach the human world, and they happened to encounter Zhao Wuyang being surrounded, so they took action to help him escape.

The two were supposed to lead the way for Long Qi and the others, but Zhanli insisted on testing them, which led to this current situation.

Hearing this, Xin Yi frowned and hurriedly quickened his pace up the mountain.

When the three arrived, the mountainside was a mess, with flames rising everywhere, but not a single person was to be seen.

"Tsk! Could it be they were struck into ash by the thunder?" Adao mimicked Lingxiang's manner, clicked his tongue, and said indifferently.

Hearing this, Zhao Wuyang said with a mournful face: "Can you not make jokes at a time like this..."

Adao shrugged, his expression noncommittal.

The raging fire was here, with thick smoke rolling; it was indeed difficult to find anyone for the moment, so they had to think of a way to put out the fire.

"Really! Which brainless person is casting a Fire Formula on the mountain? They aren't even afraid of losing control of the fire and burning the whole mountain down."

When Adao was still a little yellow weasel, he had once seen a mountain fire; at that time, the living creatures in the mountain were devastated, which was truly a miserable sight, so seeing this scene, he couldn't help but curse.

Perhaps responding to Adao's thoughts, somehow, the surrounding fire showed signs of gathering together.

Eh? Strange, could it be that my, Adao's, cultivation has become so profound? That I can actually make things happen just by speaking?

Just as Adao was feeling strange, a weird wind suddenly rose, and the flames, rolling with thick smoke, all headed in one direction in the distance.

At this moment, the flames were even fiercer than before; Xin Yi hurriedly pulled Zhao Wuyang and Adao to retreat down the mountain.

"Doesn't look like they stopped the Witchcraft..." Zhao Wuyang muttered.

Xin Yi also didn't know what had happened, frowning as he looked in the direction the flames were rolling.

What on earth happened there?