Breaking through the illusion of the mortal world

Chapter 136 Seven Kills Enemy Attack

Outside the porthole, the once clear sky suddenly darkened.

A hundred miles ahead, a dark cloud that blots out the sky was rolling in.

A mournful roar could be heard from the clouds, mixed with a strong stench of blood!

"It's a miasma of vengeful spirits!" Nangong Lie's shocked and furious voice echoed throughout the ship via the communication array. "How dare the Seven Kill Sect lay such a vicious trap here! Everyone prepare for battle!"

Dark clouds rolled in and instantly swallowed the Azure Phoenix Flying Boat.

As far as the eye could see, everything was dark.

Countless distorted phantoms of vengeful spirits emerged from the clouds, baring their fangs and claws as they lunged at the airship's protective shield, emitting piercing shrieks.

Those voices penetrated straight to the soul, and the Nangong family disciples with slightly weaker cultivation levels immediately turned pale and their minds wavered.

"It's the Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul Devouring Formation!" Li Jingyun's voice remained calm. "Elder Nangong, is it possible for the flying boat to force its way out?"

"Sure! But it'll take time!" Nangong Lie replied. "Blazing Cannon, blast a path through me!"

The cannons on both sides of the airship lit up, and scorching beams of light blasted into the dark clouds, scattering a large number of vengeful spirits.

But the dark clouds seemed endless, and the gaps that had just been dispersed were quickly filled again.

"It's not just a formation," Mo Yuan suddenly spoke, his voice icy. "People are hidden in the mist, forming battle formations to conceal themselves."

The non-aggression sword in his arms trembled slightly, and a faint phantom appeared on its body. It was the Measuring Ruler of the Mo family, a secret technique that could measure friend from foe and distinguish between truth and falsehood.

"As expected of a top disciple of the Dao Academy, you have excellent eyesight." A sinister laugh came from the depths of the dark clouds.

"Since you're here, stay. Nangong Lie, your Nangong family insisted on getting involved in this mess, so today we'll use you as a sacrifice!"

Before the words were even finished, seven blades of light, carrying a chilling aura, tore through the clouds and slashed at the core of the flying boat from seven tricky angles!

Before the blade even arrived, the murderous intent alone caused the temperature inside the cabin to plummet.

The Seven Killings Palace launched a joint attack right from the start, clearly indicating that they had been planning this for a long time!

Nangong Lie's face turned ashen. Just as he was about to activate the flying boat's trump card, a loud dragon roar suddenly rang out.

"Clang!"

The dragon roars as it is unsheathed.

Li Jingyun didn't even leave his seat; he simply waved his sword out the window.

A sword light as bright as autumn water burst forth from the tip of the Dragon Roar Sword. At first, it was just like a stream, but it turned into a river three feet away from the sword, and by the time it left the porthole, it had become a vast sea of ​​swords!

The sword light was domineering and fierce; wherever it passed, the vengeful spirits and miasma melted away silently, like snow falling into water.

The seven jet-black sword lights crashed into this sea of ​​swords, and before they could even create a few ripples, they disintegrated inch by inch.

A muffled groan came from deep within the dark clouds, indicating that someone was injured.

"Li Jingyun!" The sinister voice was both shocked and furious.

"Get out." Li Jingyun only said one word.

The sea of ​​swords surged back, transforming into countless tiny sword threads that swept away the dark clouds.

Wherever it passed, vengeful spirits were annihilated, array nodes shattered, and the Seven Killings Hall cultivators hidden within were exposed in a sorry state, fleeing backward in panic.

With a single sword strike, he broke through the enemy's formation, repelled them, and dispelled the gloom.

Sunlight once again fell upon the flying boat.

Nangong Lie breathed a sigh of relief, cupped his hands and said, "Fellow Daoist Li's swordsmanship is divine; Nangong admires it."

Li Jingyun sheathed his sword, his expression indifferent: "A mere trifle of skill, I'm afraid I've made a fool of myself in front of you, Elder. Let's continue on our way."

The airship accelerated again, leaving the collapsing black cloud far behind.

Lu Ming gazed at the clear sky outside the window, deeply moved.

Is this Senior Brother Li's sword? He wields it with effortless grace, defeating his enemy with a single strike.

Previously, he had been imprisoned in the Li Tian Palace. Although he had witnessed Li Jingyun's dominance over the four guardians of the Li Tian Palace and his heroic act of writing in blood on the cliff, he was still shocked and filled with longing upon seeing him again.

Senior Brother Li's swordsmanship was indeed unparalleled.

At the same time, in the central part of Zhongzhou, in the Valley of Forgetfulness, which is under the jurisdiction of the Juechen Hall of the Lihentian Palace.

The valley is shrouded in a gray-white mist all year round, which is the natural condensation of the deadly spirit.

Deep in the valley, a palace stands silently.

Bathed in the cold, blue light of the hall, the master of the Juechen Hall sat cross-legged in the main seat.

She wore a blue robe with silver trim, her face was pale and beautiful, and her eyes had no black pupils, only silver ones.

A precious mirror floated in front of her, and the image in the mirror was the scene of Li Jingyun breaking through the miasma of resentful souls with his sword inside the Azure Phoenix Flying Boat.

"Dragon's Roar Sword, Li Jingyun." Her ethereal voice rang out, "The disciples of this generation of the Dao Academy are indeed extraordinary."

At the entrance of the main hall, two figures walked in side by side.

On the left is a black-haired young man with a handsome and arrogant face, sword-like eyebrows, and sharp eyes.

He was dressed in a dark red outfit with a black cloak over it, and as he walked, a domineering demonic aura flowed around him. It was Ning Hanchuan.

On the right is a young girl, who looks to be about sixteen or seventeen years old, with her skirt trailing on the ground.

Her face was stunningly beautiful and aloof, with a hint of melancholy between her brows; she was Ning Qingxue.

"Ning Hanchuan (Ning Qingxue) of the Li Tian Palace, here to assist the Juechen Palace on my father's orders, greets Palace Master Shuang." Ning Hanchuan clasped his hands in a respectful bow, his tone respectful, but his arrogance was still faintly discernible.

The Palace Master of Juechen Palace turned his silver eyes to the two of them: "Palace Master Ning is very kind. Please sit."

The two took their seats on white jade chairs on either side of the main hall.

"Did you two see what was just reflected in the mirror?" the Palace Master of Juechen Palace asked calmly.

"That Li Jingyun truly lives up to his reputation as someone who could fight the four guardians alone on the Cliff of Departure, write a blood oath on the precipice, and escape unscathed. He is truly remarkable," said the Silent True Monarch indifferently.

Ning Hanchuan's eyes twitched; these words sounded like a sarcastic jab at their Li Tian Palace.

He changed the subject, staring at the blue figure on the flying boat in the mirror, a fierce glint in his eyes: "Lu Ming, he's finally here."

The Palace Master of Juechen Palace said, "This boy possesses a secret and is protected by a powerful figure. Palace Master Ning has said that we should not act rashly."

Ning Hanchuan looked disdainful: "Don't worry, Palace Master, Lu Ming is nothing to fear."

Ning Qingxue gazed at the familiar figure in the image, her long eyelashes drooping, remaining silent.

"The Alliance of Protectors will soon hold a meeting at the Primordial Holy Land," the Palace Master of the Absolute Dust Palace continued. "The two of you will accompany me at that time."

"The Seven Killings Sect's probing attempt has failed this time, and the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts and the Xuanming Sect won't sit idly by either. Let them wear down the Dao Academy's strength first, and then we'll make our move when the opportunity arises."

"This junior understands." Ning Hanchuan's gaze was intense. "Lu Ming, you've escaped from my grasp twice. This time, you'll be sure to come back for good!"

He glanced at his younger sister beside him.

Ning Qingxue remained expressionless, her skirt shimmering hazily in the dim blue light, making her look unrealistically beautiful.

Ning Qingxue slowly raised her eyelids and looked at the flying boat in the mirror that had turned into specks of light.

My gaze seemed to pierce through the void, and I saw the young man in a blue robe with a resolute look in his eyes.

Lu Ming...

In the end, you still stepped into this place of right and wrong.

Will we be enemies the next time we meet?

Meanwhile, in the direction of Shenzhou, at Zhenwu Mountain, Gu Yingtian gazed intently at the Shenzhou Cauldron in his hand.

Gu Yingtian looked at the statue of the Martial Ancestor in front of him, as if he had made a decision.

"If your Daoist academy can unify Qingzhou and establish a celestial dynasty, then my True Martial Sect, having obtained the Divine Cauldron of the Continent, might as well give it a try..."