Daoist Zhen couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine the moment the light arrived. As his consciousness throbbed, his magic power was already channeled into a defensive spell. Once the spell came from the outside, it would transfer all the damage to his primordial spirit. Although his primordial spirit might be destroyed, he could guarantee that he wouldn't be harmed.
However, wherever the sword light passed, it seemed as if a ray of light had really brushed past. Other than that ray of light, he didn't feel anything strange at all.
When he noticed this, his consciousness suddenly became clear. He discovered that he had been standing at the same spot without moving, and the fleet outside the ring hall was moving forward. The armored soldiers were standing respectfully at the side, and the boat master was seriously steering the flying boat. The attendant at the side was occasionally raising his head, recording everything he saw along the way.
It seemed that nothing had happened.
Then what was going on just now? Could it be that the scene he saw was a scene of the future?
No!
He might still be in an illusion at this moment!
On the other hand, that sword strike was extremely clear, and the omnipresent and strong Sword Insight within it truly revealed a strand of divine intent. It was absolutely not something that could be created. If it was like that, then perhaps he was utterly unable to dodge it, and he was deceived by the illusion …
Sure enough, as soon as this thought appeared, he felt an incomparably real and profound gaze penetrating into his mind. His mind was being worn down by this light, and he kept falling into silence. In a trance, he could even hear the sound of heaven-shaking explosions ringing out continuously.
At this moment, within the main cabin of the ring hall, the attendants and Creator Alchemists were doing their own things as usual. However, they saw that this person suddenly stood there in a daze, and then his aura gradually weakened. They didn't understand what was going on, and thought that he was channeling some kind of mana.
A Creator Alchemist hesitated for a moment, then carefully walked forward and asked, "Zhen Zhidao? Are you alright? " However, his question did not receive a response. His expression tensed up slightly, and he tried to reach out with his hand. He couldn't help but be shocked, "Quickly go and inform Master Li …"
At the same time, within the thousand or so flying boats that were rapidly advancing, Shi Yanxin opened his eyes. The illusory light in his eyes dimmed a little, but there was a little more vigor.
That attack just now was the cooperation between him and Yao Zhenjun.
Their attacks were not isolated. They had already informed Mianlu City before the operation. This way, Yao Zhenjun's attack could break in at a more appropriate time.
Through Xuntian Dao Zhang, Yao Zhenjun displayed her swordsmanship to him. In return, he fused Yao Zhenjun's sword light with the Art of Reality and Illusion and cast it on Daoist Zhen.
Illusions weren't just illusions. They also made people "doubt" what was real and what was fake, making it hard to tell which was real and which was fake. Once one saw illusions as real, then everything one believed in would be revealed.
Daoist Zhen believed that he had been struck by the sword while he was in a trance. Therefore, he had suffered a real sword wound. Because of this, he even filled in the missing details himself.
Shi Yanxin didn't choose to attack Daoist Zhen first. He could sense that Daoist Zhen was the one with the sharpest senses in the fleet, but it was precisely this kind of person who had the weakest resistance to the Art of Illusion. With Daoist Zhen's attack, he was more confident that he could hide the entire fleet until the end.
Lin Ling's eyes widened. He felt that the flying ship under him was getting closer and closer to the fleet in front. However, the fleet didn't react at all. The closer they got, the more he felt that they could be discovered at any time.
Just before the two sides were about to collide, the four cultivators, including Li Jiao, finally realized that something was wrong. However, at this moment, a gentle sword light fell from the sky. It instantly enveloped the entire fleet and forced its way into everyone's senses. All the other abnormalities were pushed away.
Li Jiao wasn't surprised. Instead, he was delighted. His eyes shone.
Previously, he was killed by Yao Zhenjun's sword light. How could he not make the corresponding arrangements?
With a slight movement of his wrist, a jade thumb ring on his thumb released a ball of light. It was like a viscous paste, and instantly stuck to the sword light. He shouted, "Do it!"
At this moment, the four upper echelon cultivators in the remaining four Ring Halls seemed to have received an order. They all attacked at the same time towards where the sword light was flourishing!
However, just as everyone's attention was attracted by Yao Zhenjun's sword light, the thousand flying ships filled with lie crystals finally rushed into the fleet!
Li Jiao and the others also saw this scene. However, they were all busy dealing with Yao Zhenjun and didn't have time to pay attention to this. In fact, even if they could turn back and help, they wouldn't do it.
Because in their eyes, the lives of all these flying ships and armored soldiers couldn't be compared to Yao Zhenjun, a sword cultivator who posed a strong threat. If they could keep Yao Zhenjun here, it would be worth it even if they used the entire fleet. However, if they went now and let her escape, it would be inappropriate.
Therefore, everyone made the same choice in an instant. They didn't care about the fleet at all. Instead, they added a bit of mana to Yao Zhenjun's attack.
Yao Zhenjun was affected by this and paused for a moment. For the first time, her figure appeared in front of everyone. Just as Li Jiao and the others were overjoyed, a ball of purple light erupted from her body. Everyone's attacks fell into it and were completely annihilated.
The "Void Purple Cloud Sand" that Zhang Yu had given her contained a wisp of his heart light. However, even if it was only a wisp, it was still able to easily eliminate everyone's attacks.
Yao Zhenjun paused for a moment. Her bright eyes looked outside, as if she was about to fly away. Li Jiao and the others were attracted by her Qi. They all thought that she had escaped, so they attacked again. Their mana formed a huge curtain of air, sealing off the surroundings in an attempt to block her path.
However, Yao Zhenjun's actions were unexpected. Not only did she not retreat, she brandished her sword and moved forward instead of retreating. She slashed towards the Ring Hall where Li Jiao was.
Li Jiao's pupils shrank. He had come into contact with her sword light last time and knew how powerful it was. However, at this time, it was not worthwhile for him to fight with his life on the line. As long as he delayed for a moment, he believed that the cultivators beside him would join forces to take down this person.
He took out a spell and the mana in his body surged. He took a defensive position. As he retreated, the Qi on the sword flourished under the influence of his Qi. It was even sharper than before. It slashed into the Ring Hall from outside. Like a knife cutting through butter, the thick spiritual light was smoothly cut apart.
Li Jiao still did not move. His gaze was faint.
At this time, he saw that Daoist Zhen, who was standing on the side, was brimming with mana. A Primordial Spirit flew out from his body. It actually passed through the ball of purple gas and headed straight for Yao Zhenjun.
At this moment, all the cultivators who were involved in the siege were surprised. They didn't expect that Daoist Zhen, who was only good at sensing, would have such a stunning performance.
But who didn't have a few killing moves? Perhaps it was his extraordinary senses that gave him such a method. They were all happy to see him fight with his life on the line. They would then strengthen the Qi curtain.
In the eyes of everyone present, Yao Zhenjun was facing Daoist Zhen's attack. Her attack did not change at all. She seemed to have made up her mind to perish together with Li Jiao. The sword light fell straight down and slashed Li Jiao's body. Almost at the same time, Daoist Zhen's Primordial Spirit also hit her body!
Li Jiao stood still. As the sword light hit his body, the protective magic tool given to him by King Xi suddenly shattered. A glass-like crack appeared in the atmosphere outside his body. However, this sword strike was obviously blocked. At the same time, he looked at Yao Zhenjun expectantly. However, he was immediately stunned. The Primordial Spirit that hit her burst like a bubble. It didn't have any effect at all.
Only then did everyone realize with a start that this was just an illusion!
At this moment, Yao Zhenjun drew her sword again and slashed down. As the gentle and bright sword light shone, it seemed to shine into everyone's mind. The awe-inspiring sword intent shocked everyone present.
They didn't have the time to distinguish between an illusion and a real sword, nor did they dare to casually try. After witnessing the power of that sword, they all took a defensive position. A crack suddenly appeared in the Qi curtain that was originally formed.
At this moment, the sword light that was originally wrapped in the circle disappeared without a trace. When it reappeared, it was already above the blue sky. The graceful figure holding the sword paused for a moment. After a clear sword hum, it disappeared into the atmosphere with the light.
The moment it left, a huge explosion accompanied by a blinding light bloomed around Li Jiao and the others. From afar, there was a huge ball of light that flickered from time to time in this area. Billowing smoke and dust rushed to the top of the sky, overflowing in all directions and tumbling down.
After an unknown period of time, the surging mana pushed all the dust and smoke away. Li Jiao stood in the sky. He looked at the wreckage around him with a cold expression. Other than the hall that suffered the impact, there were only a few hundred flying boats left. They looked very sparse.
He said to a creator floating behind him, "Go take a look at Zhen Zhidao."
The creator obeyed the order and left. After a while, he returned and said in a low voice, "Master Li, Zhen Zhidao's aura is gone."
Li Jiao's expression was even worse. The creator asked, "Master Li, do you still want to continue this trip?"
Li Jiao said expressionlessly, "Why not?"
The creator carefully considered his words and said, "What I mean is, should we ask King Xi to make a decision?"
Li Jiao looked at him, "Have we lost?"
"This, naturally, is not considered a loss …"
Li Jiao said, "Since we haven't lost, I will decide whether we need to report to His Highness."
He was very clear in his heart that as long as he won this battle and destroyed Mianlu, King Xi would be able to let bygones be bygones. But if he failed, then what difference did it make if there was one more matter or one less matter?
Although more than half of the three thousand flying boats were destroyed, the higher-ups only lost Daoist Zhen, who was not very strong. He still had a lot of bargaining chips in his hands.
He looked at a certain place. There were a dozen or so flying boats that crashed. They even created large pits of varying depths on the ground. He said, "Go, dig them out. Then, carry them and continue forward."
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