Chapter 118: Going with the Flow, Leveraging the Momentum

Wang Yicai instantly realized, the myriad sword impulses condensed into a single astonishing sword killing aura; he swayed and pressed down toward Lu Fan from above.

Li Qingshan and Nie Xing had not the slightest doubt, but were overjoyed. Their original target was Lu Fan; now it was perfect, to slay the chief culprit, which could be considered a great accomplishment.

One after another, fist shadows shot out, shaking the void, instantly turning into an elephant phantom that howled "Ao—wu", with tremendous force, trampling through the air toward them.

The Blazing Sun Hao Yang's light flared to the extreme, and in a hidden way it actually turned into a liquid flow. It broke through the void and streamed toward them.

Lu Fan's brow tightened; in the blink of an eye the situation reversed, and he was almost unprepared. Anyone here acting alone against him would be of no concern to him, but the three working together, with Wang Wu eyeing him tigerishly, how could he block?

Yet at this moment he did not get angry but laughed, raising his head to gaze at the sky, and he shook his arms:

"Good—"

"Since you all seek death, I shall grant it!"

Before his voice even faded, he pinched with two fingers, and a lustrous jade stone appeared. Seeing him exert a slight force, a cyan seal on the stone burst open, and immediately yellow radiance poured out, like a dam breaking, like vast desert sands, in an instant enveloping it.

"An Earth Mystic Treasure!" Wang Wu's eyes narrowed, then the corner of her mouth lifted as she instantly saw through Lu Fan's thoughts: "You want to rely on the earth's might to forcibly resist their three‑person encirclement, but I won't let you have your way!"

"Wind come! Rain gather!"

She suddenly flung her sleeves wide, as if to embrace the entire void. Light on the talisman array surged and flowed outward, sinking into the surrounding wind vortices, condensing into countless strange seals, thick and dense, enveloping the void.

In an instant, the wind vortices exploded, rolling up a sky‑reaching whirlwind, outpacing Wang Yicai and the others, rushing straight at Lu Fan.

That yellow radiance, under the howling wind's sweep, rapidly dissipated. To be precise, it should be said the fierce wind blew it thin and swept it away.

Lu Fan slowly lifted his head, gave Wang Wu a faint glance, then suddenly exerted force with two fingers, and the jade stone shot up with a boom.

"Earth Seal, Move Mountains!"

A loud shout rang out; the surrounding yellow radiance instantly weighed over ten thousand kilograms, and the sweeping wind that had been blowing froze in an instant. At the same time, the earth beneath Lu Fan's feet trembled and mountains shifted, as stone after stone shot up from the ground.

In that very instant, the void where Lu Fan stood transformed into a yellow mountain range over a hundred zhang high. The surrounding primeval forest lay at its base, while Wang Wu and the others were each separated by a thread, unable to see one another.

"Boom—boom—boom!"

The giant elephant stomped forward, slamming into the mountain range with a single blow, letting out a mournful cry before exploding, leaving pits several zhang wide, linked together, horrifying beyond measure.

A massive sword killing aura crashed into a corner of the mountain range, with the force of cleaving mountains and splitting peaks, actually carving a sword scar several dozen zhang long.

Moreover, that Blazing Sun Hao Yang light was strangest, wielding the might of heaven and earth combined with the Holy Hall's divine technique, sweeping away worldly dust and burning all things. When that liquid flow reached a corner of the mountain range, it actually surged upward, seeping and staining; wherever it passed, everything was scorched to ash.

This is still not enough!

Upon the hundred‑zhang mountain range, Lu Fan stood with hands behind his back, looking down on the heavens; the Earth Mystic Treasure hovering before him continuously poured down earthly primal energy, nourishing the mountain beneath his feet.

The crater from the elephant's impact quickly restored itself, the fissure from the sword killing aura's slash returned to pristine condition, and as for the liquid that burned all things, it was covered by sand and dust, vanishing without a trace.

"How is this possible? My divine technique's might, the Hao Yang radiance—under heaven, none can block it!"

Li Qingshan gaped, as if seeing the most unbelievable thing in the world. In his heart he had regarded Lu Fan as a lifelong enemy, but these days of study in the Holy Hall had let him witness the most profound and unfathomable power of the Heavenly Origin Realm; he had boundless confidence in his own Blazing Sun Hao Yang. Yet the scene was unbelievable.

"That jade stone must be a tremendous Earth Mystic Treasure, relying on the earth's momentum, using its heaviness to block our powerful strike—it already holds the advantage."

Nie Xing, being a scion of a great aristocratic family, possessed extraordinary insight and instantly pierced the mystery.

"With Lu Fan's methods, aided by this secret treasure, he can continuously draw upon the earth's might. With a mere three‑liang force he could lift a thousand‑jin cauldron—needless to say, he is already in an invincible position."

Wang Yicai's face also darkened; he had employed supreme sword momentum, even condensing a sword formation, yet there was nothing he could do.

Lu Fan lowered his head, looking down, surveying the world without the slightest contempt, for in his eyes these three were nothing but ants.

He shifted his gaze toward Wang Wu, hovering mid‑mountain, crooked his finger, and said with a light smile: "If you want to see my true abilities, you'll have to act yourself!"

Seeing this, Wang Wu's icy expression turned solemn. Lu Fan's strength was far beyond her expectations; she had thought it was merely borrowed momentum, but now it seemed she might have underestimated him.

She did not know that Lu Fan's Earth Mystic Treasure had just been obtained; before entering the Dragon Tower Secret Realm, he had no such means.

Moreover, rather than saying Lu Fan suppressed Wang Yicai and the other two, it is more accurate to say his methods especially restrain them. Of course, if he wished to suppress them, it would take little effort.

"\"Do it yourself? \" No need—let those three do the work for me; I'd be delighted to see it succeed!"

Wang Wu's face turned cold, starlight flashing in her eyes; she lightly tapped one sleeve, and myriad wind vortices coiled outward.

"\"You three go all out, I'll assist from the side! \"

She suddenly shouted a clear command at Wang Yicai and the others, making the three momentarily startled, somewhat bewildered.

At that very moment, the myriad wind vortices had already wound to the mountain's base, then suddenly scattered, rushing toward the remnants of the elephant phantom, the Hao Yang liquid flow, and the sword aura.

Indeed, on the charging elephant phantom, a wind coil had gathered; instead of striking the mountain's great stone, it veered upward, soaring straight up to climb the peak.

The Hao Yang liquid flow rose from the mountain's base, but a whirlwind enveloped it, dispersing into drifting droplets that floated slowly, like a violent storm, gathering toward the summit.

Most astonishing of all, the residual sword aura re‑condensed into a light blade, caught by the whirlwind, as if a master were waving a blade—mysterious and unfathomable—thrusting upward.

Towering mountains, in an instant, ceased to be an obstacle; with the aid of the wind coils, the mountain beneath Lu Fan's feet became merely optional.

Wang Yicai and the others were overjoyed, suddenly understanding. Wang Wu assisted with the Wind and Wave Technique, invisibly adding two forces together. Originally, the three of them had to shatter the treasure's power to wound Lu Fan; now it seemed they could skip that step.

Needless to say, the three erupted once more, sparing no energy, flinging their divine abilities wildly.

If we do not kill Lu Fan today in one strike, he will surely become a grave threat tomorrow.

Lu Fan slightly shook his head, his brows faintly furrowed; facing the current situation, he feared he could not cope!

Wang Wu's comprehension was extraordinary; even with the insight of a peak expert from his previous life, she had rarely seen such a thing. The Formless Dharma Seal combined with the Wind and Wave Technique could actually turn momentum into nothingness, employing Wang Yicai and the others' methods—truly astonishing to the utmost.

He had no regret, instead laughing and nodding at Wang Wu, praising: "Excellent! Excellent! In such a short time you've managed to reach this level—indeed you have not disappointed my expectations!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Wu was inexplicably provoked to anger, she snapped coldly: "Hmph! Pretentiousness—your so‑called divine abilities are merely the Daoist mysterious arts taught by your master, the old man, and have nothing to do with you!"

Lu Fan shook his head, chuckling lightly: "Old man? You don't even know his true appearance—where does this 'old man' come from?"

Wang Wu blinked; her only impression was of the sturdy "youth" who refined the Innate Soul Liquid at Lu Fan's residence that day. This bore no resemblance to the manifest holy statue displayed at the Daoist assembly.

However, she found it not so strange; for a martial expert, inner vitality is rich, aging greatly slowed, and some who break through a certain realm can even return to youth, renewing their vigor.

As Lu Fan said, her master must be such a person; it is even possible that the "youth" seen that day was merely a disguise.

She let out a soft hum, coldly fixed her gaze on Lu Fan, and shouted: "Wait until I defeat you; when my master sees my talent, he will surely come out to meet me!"

She wore a resolute expression, her eyes still faintly yearning. The incident in that small hut, though a bit embarrassing, she had not paid much attention to the "youth". But now, thinking back, his simple, ordinary means were profoundly mysterious, filling her with admiration and sincere respect.

"Oh? Is that so?" Lu Fan's face took on a strange tint; if Wang Wu knew that the "master" she spoke of was actually himself, she would surely be astonished.

"\"When he sees you, only my word counts! \"

He spoke with a playful smile, extremely strange. Afterwards he no longer looked at Wang Wu; his mind suddenly tightened, and his gaze swept over his surroundings.

"Hah! How could you decide something at the master's level?" Wang Wu said disdainfully upon hearing it. Afterwards his expression became thoughtful, as if he had thought of something, but he quickly shook his head to deny it.

The mighty force of the Wind Wave Technique carried along a giant elephant, a light sword, and the solar liquid flow, surging forward. This was not merely the combined effort of four peers of the same age; it also barely incorporated his own comprehension of the Talisman Dao.

To some extent, what Lu Fan faced this time was an offensive formed by combining his own means with those of Wang Wu and the other three.

"Junior sister, go with the flow, act with the momentum. You've comprehended it quite well; today, senior brother I will give you another lesson. One force breaks myriad laws; no matter how mighty the heavenly and earthly momentum, before absolute power it is nothing."

Lu Fan let out a fierce shout, with a single hand he seized and stored the earth mystic treasure. The continual infusion of earthly qi into the mountains was cut off; almost in an instant, the towering mountain beneath his feet collapsed and crumbled, turning to dust at an unimaginable speed.

Wang Wu and the others were somewhat caught off guard; the giant elephant, light sword, and solar liquid flow crashed together, erupting in force, turning the place where Lu Fan had originally stood into a tumultuous, scorching void of light and shadow.

Lu Fan's body plummeted; seeing he was about to hit the ground, he suddenly kicked off the void amidst the dust, lunging toward Wang Wu, who floated gracefully in midair.

At such a moment, he had no intention of retreating; instead he struck first, aiming to catch Wang Wu off guard.

Wang Wu furrowed her elegant brows, having already seen Lu Fan's figure; she coldly snorted, and with a bare hand traced in the air, condensing a wind blade great sword out of nothing.

At the same time, the talisman formation beneath his feet shone with flowing light, and myriad mysterious talisman seals gathered. They were imprinted upon the wind blade great sword, transforming into ancient patterns, resembling an ancient spirit sword.

"Great Wind Slash!"

Only saw her grip the sword with both hands, then suddenly pull it down to slash at Lu Fan from above. Supreme sword might, carrying the power of the whirlwind talisman formation, pressed down.

Lu Fan had long been prepared; with a flick of his sleeves, the technique refining crystal furnace spun out, and blazing flames erupted.

Wind aids the fire; the Wind Wave Technique combined with the Formless Dharma Seal yields boundless power, greatly boosting Lu Fan's talisman fire. At the Dao Transmission Assembly, Qing Yi's Wind Wave Technique was borrowed by Lu Fan, enabling him to slay the martial venerable strongman Lei Di.

This time he intended to repeat his old trick; with this method he could dispel Wang Wu's offensive, and even turn the tables to kill Wang Yicai and the others.

Yet at that very moment, Wang Wu gave a light smile, as if saying you finally made a move, and it turned out she had long been prepared.

Only saw her open her vermilion lips, gently exhale a breath of clear qi, and a spirit pearl slowly appeared. Upon it mist swirled, vague and hazy; faintly visible, a dragon's shadow lurked within.

"This is... the water mystic treasure!"