Chapter 802
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Yu Shangrong's golden avatar hovered in the air.
The partially-blind man frowned. He was puzzled.
When Yu Shangrong had unleashed his energy, he had only thought that Yu Shangrong was a golden lotus cultivator.
However, when Yu Shangrong's avatar appeared, he looked down and saw a strange scene.
"No golden lotus?"
He quickly looked at Yu Shangrong's expression.
A faint smile appeared on Yu Shangrong's face.
Nine golden leaves shot out of the avatar. Under the control of two fingers on his right hand, the nine golden leaves formed a long and narrow golden dragon that shot forward.
Three of the golden leaves pierced through his protective energy barrier, while the remaining six pierced through his chest one after another.
Bam! Bam!
The unique sound of six piercing bodies rang in the air.
The inertia of the golden leaves stabbed into the ground.
The battle was over.
From the partially-blind man's back, the left atrium of his heart had become a narrow, empty space.
The Primal Qi in the air began to dissipate.
Blood dripped from his chest.
It dripped onto the grass.
The purplish-black gas drifted into the air like smoke and vanished into the horizon.
His arms would be the same color as their normal color.
The partially-blind man's eyes bulged.
His eyes were filled with incredulity.
This was probably another benefit of severing one's Lotus — catching the enemy off guard and catching them off guard.
The red lotus cultivator did not know about the concept of severing the lotus. He did not know that his opponent would have such a technique.
Naturally, as an outstanding swordsman, he would not always risk using this technique. Instead, he would always be able to force the battle to this point.
Yu Shangrong was an outstanding swordsman.
With a sword piercing his heart, the partially-blind man would surely die.
The red lotus avatar vanished.
The partially-blind man muttered, "You can do that?"
He fell down and smashed into the ground with a loud bang.
Yu Shangrong retracted his avatar and searched for Jiang Xiaosheng. Only a cloak was left on the ground. Jiang Xiaosheng was nowhere to be seen.
Yu Shangrong looked down at the ground before him.
When he controlled himself to descend, he grunted and spat out a mouthful of blood.
He pressed a hand to his chest.
Then, he sat down with his legs crossed and meditated.
Seven or eight stars beyond the sky. Before the mountain, it was raining.
He did not like the strange weather in the world of the red lotus.
However, for an elite like Yu Shangrong, the rain could not get close to him. Before the raindrops could even land on him, they were evaporated by a surge of energy.
Around his body, two meters of dry space was formed.
The rain was completely blocked outside.
After an unknown period of time.
When the rain stopped, Yu Shangrong heaved a sigh of relief. His injuries had stabilized.
Yu Shangrong opened his eyes. He was very dissatisfied with his performance. This was the first time he was injured while fighting an elite who was at the same level as him.
"Yu Shangrong, when will you become like master?"
…
Yu Shangrong collected his thoughts and looked at the broken Longevity Sword.
He frowned.
It was inexplicably stifling.
Ever since he joined the Evil Sky Pavilion, he had been using a wooden sword to cultivate his swordsmanship and improve his sword path.
After his master gave him the Longevity Sword, it became an inseparable part of his life.
He did not have Jiang Aijian's obsession with swords, but he was absolutely devoted to them. The Sword Devil was destined to live a lonely life. This sword had accompanied him through his toughest times. It was this sword that had helped him kill countless enemies. It was also this sword that had sustained the short lives of the people of Nobleman Country.
Even if it was lifeless.
The sword was here, and the person was here.
The sword was destroyed, and the person was dead?
Yu Shangrong's body trembled visibly.
He did not use his Primal Qi. Instead, he dragged his injured body over.
With his bare hands, he picked up his' companion '.
The Longevity Sword that had once dominated the golden lotus domain was destroyed.
With a numb expression on his face, Yu Shangrong sheathed the upper half of the sword before returning it to its scabbard.
With this, the Longevity Sword was undamaged.
Yu Shangrong took a deep breath.
He raised his hand and pulled the treasure from the partially-blind man's hand.
He had thought he could do this easily, but this simple move made him feel extremely uncomfortable.
He coughed twice.
Yu Shangrong shook his head lightly and looked at the sky.
"You're really useless."
This was the first time the confident Yu Shangrong used the word 'useless' to describe himself.
Yu Shangrong straightened his back.
He wielded the Longevity Sword with one hand and walked toward Cloud Mountain as though nothing had happened.
He walked on foot.
…
Meanwhile.
Lu Zhou returned from the palace.
Whitzard's speed had always been steady. He was satisfied with it.
When he saw the 12 peaks of Cloud Mountain, a familiar voice rang from the horizon.
Neigh!
"Stop," Lu Zhou called out to Whitzard.
He looked in the direction of the voice.
Ji Liang, riding on the moonlight, appeared in their field of vision.
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and said, "Ji Liang."
Ji Liang wore a red cloak. Its eyes shone with a faint golden radiance.
Ji Liang was not fast in the beginning. However, when it saw its master, it sped up.
It ran up to Lu Zhou.
"Your speed isn't inferior to Whitzard's. Why are you so late?" Lu Zhou asked, puzzled.
Neigh!
Ji Liang's voice was low and short.
It seemed to be exhausted from running for a long time.
Lu Zhou was even more puzzled. Whitzard did not seem as tired as Ji Liang.
"Turn around on the spot," Lu Zhou ordered.
Ji Liang obeyed and spun in the air.
Lu Zhou saw dried blood scabs on the back of her legs.
He frowned.
Upon closer inspection, he saw marks on Ji Liang's body.
They seemed to have been lashed by a whip.
Lu Zhou leaped off Whitzard. He found marks on Ji Liang's neck from chains.
He had a rough idea of what had happened.
'No wonder it took me so long to arrive. It was trapped by someone.'
With Ji Liang's abilities, ordinary cultivators would not be able to do anything to it.
Lu Zhou guessed that after Ji Liang crossed the Endless Ocean, someone must have set a trap for it while it was exhausted.
"How dare you covet my mount?" Lu Zhou asked in a deep voice.
Neigh!
Ji Liang seemed to be responding to Lu Zhou as it nodded.
"Do you recognize the person who hurt you?"
Neigh!
"Alright. I'll avenge you after you're healed." Lu Zhou patted the horse's back and flipped his palm.
A blue lotus appeared.
The originally dispirited Ji Liang gradually recovered after being healed by the blue lotus.
Lu Zhou was about to bring it back to Cloud Mountain when …
"Neigh!"
Ji Liang suddenly reared up and neighed loudly. Its hooves rose into the air as it galloped madly into the distance.
"Ji Liang!" Lu Zhou ordered.
However, for some reason, Ji Liang disappeared into the night without looking back.
Lu Zhou. "???"
As Ji Liang's owner, Lu Zhou was stunned for a moment.
He was not even as baffled as he was now when he faced a Ten-leaf expert.
He waited for a while, but Ji Liang did not return.
"Traitor, if I see you again, I'll kill you with a single slap." Lu Zhou waved his arm and turned to look at Whitzard. "Are you thinking of betraying me as well?"
Whitzard. "???"
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