Chapter 1327

The universe once again witnessed a terrifying great explosion, causing countless stars to fall and turn to dust.

Sword Dao dazzled, spear technique shone brilliantly, the two intertwined like two nebulae colliding, crushing each other, their terrifying aura flooding the area—even a Body Integration cultivator could not see where the two were.

"Heavenly Eye Penetration!" Only Master Shi Chan was an exception; he displayed one of the Buddhist Six Supernormal Powers, Heavenly Eye Penetration, opening his heavenly eye to perceive the boundless worlds in all ten directions.

"Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation." Lu Yang again deployed the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation, eight immortal swords plus the Sword-Washing Pool compensating for the position of the Azure Edge Sword, effectively forming nine immortal swords, its power boundless and endless, everlasting.

"You want to use my techniques against me?" Earlier, it was merely the opponent taking advantage of his anger to launch a sneak attack, succeeding by luck once—how could the same technique possibly work on him a second time?

Moreover, this is his own sword formation; naturally he knows where the nodes of the Dawn-Sword Formation lie.

He formed hand seals with both hands, struck the weak point of the sword formation with a thunderous blow.

Yet the sword formation did not scatter as he had expected; it remained intact.

"Did you alter this formation?" Wuyou sensed carefully, discovering that Lu Yang's displayed Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation differed from his own creation, seemingly more exquisite?

"The Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation you speak of is your original, is it not?" Lu Yang flicked his finger; one immortal sword after another streaked like meteors across the sky, smashing toward Wuyou.

The Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation was not Wuyou's original creation; rather, he found the sword formation remnants left by the Qilin Immortal and deduced this formation.

And this sword formation of the Qilin Immortal was designed to deal with his two wives, making it convenient to kneel when they erred, a forced-kneeling sword formation refined by Ying Tian Xian.

Lu Yang had long obtained the method to improve this sword formation from Ying Tian Xian, its power surpassing before.

"If so……Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation!" Wuyou's bronze long spear trembled, unexpectedly producing over ten identical long spears, using spears in place of swords to form the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation.

The simplest and most brutal method to counter the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation is to create a completely opposite Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation.

Immortal swords falling like great stars collided with bronze long spears rising like the blazing sun, releasing dazzling, blinding immortal light.

If the numbers of immortal swords and long spears were equal, Lu Yang's Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation would have a slight edge, but Wuyou compensated for the formation's deficiency with sheer spear numbers, fighting Lu Yang to a standstill.

Lu Yang raised his eyebrows; Wuyou suddenly produced many bronze long spears capable of hard clashes with immortal swords—obviously not achievable by mere spellcraft.

"Is this also one of the abilities of the Dao Fruit prototype? Replication?"

Lu Yang shook his head; it could not be replication of the Dao Fruit prototype, for that would make it a inferior Dao Fruit prototype of Guan Shanhai's imprinted Dao Fruit—Wuyou could never do such a thing.

Wuyou splashed water to become ink, using space as paper, demonic beasts leaping onto the page, transforming into true demonic beasts, charging toward Lu Yang.

The Four Sacred and Four Ferocious, Di Jiang……these demonic beasts became formidable figures of the Tribulation Transcendence stage and half-immortals in ancient times, similar to historical reflections, leaving imprints in heaven and earth; the demonic beasts Wuyou painted merged with these imprints, making them indistinguishable from the descent of ancient true forms!

Tribulation Transcendence elders had their hearts rise to their throats; even through the communication device they could feel these beasts' murderous aura—truly ancient great demons!

"Not easy to fight." The Chase-Moon True Person, sipping tea in the Great Snow Mountain, wore a solemn expression; these beasts are mere creations, devoid of true feeling—she would suffer greatly if she rashly encountered them.

"Seeing Seeing Seeing Qing He Daoist, who do you think will win?"

Lu Yang's third senior sister, Gan Tian, was also on the front lines; the Chase-Moon True Person and Seeing Seeing Seeing Qing He observed the battle remotely via Gan Tian's quantum communication device.

Seeing Seeing Seeing Qing He gave a light, disdainful laugh: "Of course Lu Yang, though I don't want to admit it, he is the disciple chosen by my lord; whether his opponent is the Yu Emperor or the Heavenly Emperor makes no difference—how could my lord's disciple possibly lose?"

The Chase-Moon True Person's eyes twitched; are the Immortal Not-Dying and Lu Yang truly in a master-disciple relationship? Her Seven Emotions Dao Fruit prototype certainly did not tell her so.

Best not to say such things, lest I lose Seeing Seeing Seeing Qing He as a tea companion.

"Roar——"

Facing the onslaught of a hundred demons, Lu Yang recalled his immortal swords; eight immortal swords guarded the eight directions, peerless sword qi piercing through the thirty-three heavens, shocking the universe.

"Kill!"

Lu Yang had never before faced such a number of demons; he took interest, treating these demons as whetstones to help his sword Dao reach a higher level.

Sword light shone brilliantly, tearing space; each swing meant a demon dissipated.

Yet the hundred demons emerged, all at the Tribulation Transcendence stage; Lu Yang could never hope to slay them all with one man and one sword.

Soon he was wounded; at this moment he completely lost pain sensation, immersed in the pleasure of comprehending sword Dao—comprehending in such peril, even Wuyou would have to praise his boldness.

Soon Wuyou realized something was wrong; Lu Yang was indeed wounded, even suffering heavy blows several times from demons—if untreated, such injuries could severely damage his foundation, yet Lu Yang's wounds healed in the blink of an eye!

Wuyou understood: Lu Yang was not bold, but rather fearless due to having something to rely on, treating this battle as training!

Wuyou grew angrier the more he thought; he ordered the demons to ignore each other and attack together, using numbers to bury Lu Yang in one strike, denying him any chance to recover!

The demons piled upon Lu Yang like layers of small mountains, so that not even a finger could move; the eight immortal swords were likewise suppressed by the demon horde.

Boom——

The demon-mountain exploded, demon limbs and remnants flying through the universe, turning into ink.

"Self-destruct?!"

Wuyou was startled; he never expected Lu Yang to choose such a fierce tactic.

Yet what appeared before his eyes was an unharmed Lu Yang, not looking like one who had self-destructed.

Wuyou frowned: "Talisman recovery, self-destruct recovery—could it be a Dao Fruit prototype of time, allowing time to flow backward?"

"No, that doesn't explain the golden divine bird formed from that immortal fire—what exactly is your Dao Fruit prototype?"

Lu Yang chuckled lightly: "Growing hair, replicating weapons, painting a hundred demons—what is your Dao Fruit prototype?"

"You think I'll tell you!" Both spoke in unison; they are both shrewd people—how could they possibly be foolish enough to reveal their Dao Fruit prototype types?

Though unspoken, Lu Yang had already guessed: Wuyou should be a Creation, Crafting-type Dao Fruit prototype, able to produce various rare treasures to meet in battle, making combat extremely troublesome.

Yet Lu Yang fears nothing; to counter such a Dao Fruit prototype, the simplest and most direct method is close-quarters combat!

No matter what rare treasures Wuyou creates, he must first create distance!

Lu Yang seized exactly this opportunity.

Wuyou intended to avoid battle; Lu Yang traced himself back to various points in space—Wuyou wanted to flee but could not escape!

Eight immortal swords cut withered and pulled rotten; a Tribulation Transcendence cultivator struck by one sword would have both body and soul annihilated; Wuyou's body emanated chaotic qi, he again produced the bronze long spear, rivers of stars lost color, heaven opened and earth split, space collapsed.

After hundreds of exchanges, a puff—Wuyou's shoulder had a chunk of flesh sliced off, soon regrown.

Lu Yang also spat out blood mist, struck by Wuyou's internal blow.

Yet Lu Yang's recovery speed far surpassed Wuyou's.

He simultaneously used the Traceback and Not-Dying Dao Fruit prototypes; besides the Not-Dying Immortal, Lu Yang fears no war of attrition!