Chapter 336: Swordflight, the Eye of Martial Arts!

Lu Jing's figure gradually faded away, but Dong Ningxue and Zhu Xingyao stood there dazed.

After a moment, they finally came to their senses from Lu Jing's words.

"Hey, Lu Jing, wait!"

The two girls hurriedly followed after him.

"Lu Jing, you're still too reckless; you're not like us, your life really matters!"

Dong Ningxue sighed, stepped forward a few paces, preparing to persuade Lu Jing.

Situjun ordered them to retreat; although they didn't leave, they only dared to watch from afar.

Who would have thought Lu Jing actually said he'd go support Situjun— isn't that just throwing his life away?

Dong Ningxue thought Lu Jing's brain had gone bad.

"Rest assured, since I dare to go, I have confidence of victory."

Lu Jing's face was calm, his tone revealing confidence.

The two girls were startled again for a moment, then their gazes grew firm as well; they stopped asking and silently followed behind Lu Jing.

Three figures flashed swiftly across the battlefield.

A few minutes later.

In the high sky.

"Damn it, this thing is definitely toying with me; it fully has the power to kill me directly with mental force!"

Situjun reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and spat out a curse.

Having suffered multiple blows of mental force, he looked fine on the outside, but internally his organs were injured in several places.

Fortunately, a few minutes earlier his subordinates had already all withdrawn; although Dong Ningxue and the others were still loitering at the edge, the distance was great enough that they should be safe.

"As a soldier, to die on the battlefield is also considered the best resting place......"

Situjun gave a self‑deprecating chuckle, "At least dying makes me a martyr."

Just then.

Situjun unintentionally lowered his gaze...... Lu Jing and Dong Ningxue and the others?

He couldn't help but shrink his pupils, shouting loudly: "What are you doing here? This battlefield is no place for you to set foot!"

"Lord Seat, we've come to aid you!"

A young, firm voice rang out, its tone carrying unquestionable conviction.

"Nonsense, what help could you possibly give? Hurry up and withdraw!!"

Situjun stared blankly for a moment, then furrowed his brows and shouted sternly.

The next second, the ignored lord‑class evil dragon exhaled a blast of hot air from its nostrils, and a surging wave of mental force surged forth.

This attack had an extremely wide range, enveloping Dong Ningxue and the others below as well.

Situjun's eyes turned cold; he was about to go down to block the attack for them...

Hum—

Suddenly, a golden light burst from Lu Jing's body, forming a protective shield that enveloped them.

That terrifying‑looking mental strike struck the shield, like raindrops falling into a stream, sending ripples that vanished in an instant.

"Huu—"

Situjun let out a long breath, "I almost forgot this kid is a spiritual‑type Talent Endowed......"

"It's a pity, though—Lu Jing hasn't grown into his power yet."

Generally speaking, for spiritual‑type Talent Endowed, the older they are, the stronger they become.

Because mental strength is hard to cultivate, the best way is to grow stronger bit by bit with time.

What Lu Jing just blocked was merely the aftershock of the dragon's attack; if the dragon went all‑out against him alone, he'd likely be killed instantly.

"Hurry up and leave—I'll hold this beast off for you!"

Having said that, Situjun charged straight at the evil dragon, his spear flashing like a dragon and trailing a brilliant light.

"Lu Jing, the battlefield is in the sky—we simply can't get up there......"

Zhu Xingyao lifted her head, wearing a helpless expression, "We said we'd lend Lord Seat a hand, but now it looks like we're just adding trouble."

Before her words even finished!

Clang—

The sword case opened, and flying swords shot out one after another.

They then gathered together, forming a long sword that steadied itself before Lu Jing.

"Lu Jing, you......"

Dong Ningxue stared for a moment, about to speak, when she saw Lu Jing leap onto the long sword and shoot skyward.

"Holy crap, Sis Xue, I recall spiritual‑type Talent Endowed can't fly objects, right? This demands an incredibly high mental strength—so high it's practically impossible......"

Zhu Xingyao's gaze was somewhat dazed; for a moment she couldn't accept the fact that Lu Jing could fly.

"Yes, when mental force acts on oneself, its effect is greatly diminished; so far it seems only Lu Jing has achieved object‑flight."

Dong Ningxue knew quite a bit about spiritual‑type Talent Endowed, and she was utterly shocked.

Clang—

In the sky, dark clouds pressed down; a sword light sliced through, tearing a narrow, elongated rift in the clouds, and golden heavenly light poured down from the gap.

And upon that sword light stood a tall, handsome figure. ghxsw.

"Lu Jing?!"

Situjun had just been blown away by the evil dragon; upon glancing up, he saw Lu Jing appear beside him, his eyes nearly popping out.

"You've entered the Lord Realm?!"

The guess in his mind blurted out, and only then did Situjun realize that Lu Jing wasn't treading on empty air—he was stepping on a long sword.

Besides that, the aura on Lu Jing's body also did not match the Lord Realm.

However, he exuded a strong pressure, and intense distortion like high heat rippled around his body, as if the whole person had entered an indescribable state.

"Lu Jing, I don't care how you got up here—hurry up and leave. With your talent, there's no need to accompany me to death!"

Situjun still did not believe that Lu Jing had the strength to contend with a Lord-level Aberrant Beast.

However, Lu Jing seemed not to have heard Situjun's words, exhaling a mouthful of repressed turbid qi, with battle intent surging in his eyes!

"Lu Jing, why aren't you leaving yet?!"

Situjun urged again, flying forward to block in front of Lu Jing.

"Huh?!"

Situjun's and Lu Jing's gazes collided; the other's icy, battle-filled stare made his scalp go numb.

It even made him feel as if facing a formidable foe, more so than when confronting a Lord-level Evil Dragon.

Whoosh——

From Lu Jing's body, an invisible force seemed to sweep across the battlefield, leaving everyone stunned for a moment.

"Let me see just how strong an aberration that can be called a Lord-level Beast truly is!"

Endless dark-gold light surged in Lu Jing's pupils, and the golden fire pattern at his brow blazed forth.

Next, the golden fire pattern violently condensed together, then instantly opened, forming a dark-gold vertical pupil, brilliant as a diamond, noble and divine to the utmost!

This is Lu Jing's exclusive Martial Way Eye, capable of seeing through all falsehood.

As the vertical eye appeared, Lu Jing felt that everything had undergone an earth-shaking change...

Everything in the world, including the Grand Dao's principles, clearly manifested within this golden pupil.

In his field of vision, a colossal evil dragon as huge as a mountain range hovered in the air, with a dazzling red light on its neck.

That was the evil dragon's true form, the core of its spiritual power.

"This... hiss——"

Situjun shook his head, just about to meet Lu Jing's gaze again, when he noticed a vertical eye appearing on Lu Jing's forehead.

He shuddered violently, as if that golden pupil had seen through his soul and read his thoughts, making him break out in a cold chill, as if plunged into an ice cave.