Half a day later, Ding Mao arrived in front of the Froststar Town's military encampment. He glanced at the huge dome in front of him. He intended to break through the cover and rush in, and understand the situation through the spies here.
However, as soon as his spiritual power leaped, before he could move forward, he seemed to have noticed something. His body flashed again, and he quickly retreated.
On the place where he was originally standing, flickering Taoist talismans appeared. In other places, similar things rose and fell one after another in response. The range was extremely wide, and it took a while for it to calm down.
This was obviously a defensive formation that would only be activated in an emergency. He immediately realized that the situation in the encampment was different from what he had understood before.
Zhang Yu was reading books in the quiet room at the moment, but his senses fell on everyone in the encampment, including the two guarding cultivators, Niu and Qi, who were also under his surveillance.
He would be able to detect the slightest movement of these people.
However, at this time, he suddenly felt the formation plate in his sleeve jump slightly. It seemed that the formation was activated.
He immediately turned his head and looked outside through the layers of cover. He saw a figure standing in the snowstorm.
The encampment was only 30 miles in radius, which was extremely close to the two cultivators. At this moment, the Qi of the two sides had a slight collision for a moment.
The Taoist raised his head, and his eyes flickered. His figure suddenly retreated, and soon disappeared from his senses.
Zhang Yu stood up and walked out of the quiet room. He came to the corridor and looked at the empty wilderness under the blizzard.
The Qi that appeared just now was slightly different from that of ordinary people. It did not have the vitality that leaped upward, but was more like a pool of still water.
It was very similar to the Taoist pawns he had seen.
Obviously, the person behind the scenes had made a move again.
The other party should be looking for him. He did not chase after the person, because he knew that the other party would be back soon.
After Ding Mao left the encampment, his figure shot out like lightning. He passed through the blizzard and came to a mountainous area. He used his spiritual power, and his figure disappeared into the mountain. He easily went deep into the mountain. After finding a hole, he stopped and sat down cross-legged.
Although he had forgotten a lot of things after being sacrificially refined into a Taoist pawn, he still maintained his consciousness and sober consciousness. He could also freely use the Taoist techniques that he had mastered.
He had a kind of magical power. As long as he touched the Qi, he could detect the general situation of the enemy.
He could feel that the person in the encampment was one of the two people he was looking for.
However, he rushed all the way, landed on Earth Star in the blizzard, and walked in the blizzard for half a day. There was no doubt that he had consumed a certain amount of spiritual power. If he just encountered an ordinary opponent, then this loss would not be a big deal. he would stand there and fight.
However, the collision of Qi made him judge that the other party was stronger than he imagined. No matter how he looked at it, the other party was close to perfection.
Logically speaking, it was impossible for a cultivator like this to appear, especially a Xuan cultivator. No matter if it was a cultivator with three seals, four seals, or even five seals, they would all have an obvious flaw. However, he didn't sense any of this from the other party.
The other party gave him the feeling that this was not a cultivator that existed only in the ideal state recorded in Taoist books.
If it was before he was sacrificially refined into a Taoist pawn, perhaps he would have explored the secrets here. However, as a Taoist pawn, these were meaningless to him. He only had one goal left in his heart, which was to follow orders and use all his abilities to kill the other party.
However, to deal with such a person, he had to maintain his peak state. After a simple adjustment, he took out three pill bottles from his sleeve and poured out a handful of three-colored pills. He swallowed all of them.
As a Taoist pawn, he could no longer actively cultivate. He could only use the art of adjusting his breathing to maintain his cultivation.
As a result, he was still the same as he was 20 years ago. He had not improved at all.
However, at the same time, because this was a body that had been sacrificially refined, he could consume pills that could boost his cultivation for a short period of time without any worries. He did not have to worry about harming himself.
Right now, as soon as the pills entered his body, the medicinal effects immediately dissolved and surged into his limbs and bones. At this moment, a cloud of mist appeared above his head. It vaguely took on the shape of a certain Ganoderma flower.
His original mana had already reached the peak of the Immortal Soul Stage. Now, with the help of the elixir, his mana had increased again, reaching the limit of what this stage could accommodate. If he was a normal cultivator, then he could try to harmonize his body, mind, and soul, and take that step to form the Immortal Soul.
However, the current him would never be able to do that.
After his Qi reached the peak, because there was a time limit to the effects of the pills, he did not waste any time. He walked out of the mountain range and braved the snowstorm to arrive before the encampment. He stopped outside the formation again.
At this moment, he took out a small sword from his sleeve. After gently waving his sleeve, he suddenly flicked his finger. With a ding, the sound of the sword pierced through.
Zhang Yu's eyes flashed. The moment he heard this sound, he knew that only he, who was in charge of the formation, could hear this sound.
This sound was transmitted through the vibrations of his cultivation and the formation. This meant that not only did he have the ability to use his cultivation, but he also had a certain understanding of the formation here.
Furthermore, he could sense that the other party was inviting him out for a battle.
In reality, the best way to deal with this was to just sit there and not move. With the formation protecting him, no matter how hard he tried, he would not be able to enter.
However, now that he had taken control of the army and did not allow them to come and go, he would have to assume the responsibility of guarding the army for the next few days. It was fine if the other party did not appear in front of him, but since they had appeared, he naturally could not ignore them.
Let's not talk about this. He was currently deducing the core seal, and coincidentally needed an opponent of sufficient strength to verify his cultivation.
This person came at the right time.
He reached out and pressed down on the Shocking Heaven Sword beside him. The sword trembled and let out a clear hum. When the hum reached the outside, it blew away a part of the blizzard outside the encampment, revealing the figure standing there.
Ding Mao stood there without moving. He already understood Zhang Yu's response.
Zhang Yu stood up with his sword and walked out from the inner room. His body passed through the encampment like a shadow, like a breeze. He walked into the snowstorm without anyone noticing. The light in his heart also swayed, floating around like a rising flame.
Ding Mao raised his head to look at him, his face expressionless.
With a flick of his sleeve, the sound of swords rang out continuously. Then, small swords, each about a foot long, flew out from within. They were like a long chain of silver chains that circled around his body like a spiral. There was no end to it as far as the eye could see, and there was no end to it as far as the eye could see.
Zhang Yu stared at this person for a moment, but did not say anything, because it was meaningless. The other party was only a Dao Pawn. Even if he still had consciousness, he was only a weapon controlled by others. When he completed his master's orders, he did not have any emotions or desires.
With a thought, there was a clear sound, and the Cicada Cry Sword flew out from behind him. Like a flash of lightning, it shot toward where Ding Mao was standing.
The chain of swords around Ding Mao swayed, moving over like a long dragon. The tip of the small sword at the very top touched the tip of the Cicada Cry Sword with great precision. It could not help but tremble slightly, and the tail of the sword leapt backwards. Then, there was the second, the third … It was like a long dragon's spine was moving. Only at the thirteenth sword was this power completely neutralized.
Then, with a split of light, these two swords returned to their masters' sides.
This attack was just a test between the two of them. It was to test the thickness of the other party's Heart of Light, as well as to test each other's techniques and fighting styles.
After testing each other, both of them obtained what they wanted.
Zhang Yu could already tell that the other party's magic power had been raised through a special method. It was also because of this that a portion of it seemed a little weak. However, his foundation was very sturdy, so he was still able to hold it up. However, no matter how weak it was, it was still magic power. He already possessed the ability to face Zhang Yu head-on.
However, the strength of his magic power only made up for what he originally lacked. The fighting style that he had cultivated would not change because of this. He could confirm that this person's fighting style was focused on transformation.
After this collision, Ding Mao's 16 small swords suddenly split up. 13 of them gathered together, while the other three waited by the side.
This was because he had already tested that he could block Zhang Yu's attacks head-on with just 13 swords.
Even though Zhang Yu should not have used his full strength earlier, there was no need for him to go head-on. He only needed to block a portion of it, and the rest could be neutralized through techniques.
Meanwhile, the other three swords could be in a state of attack or defense at any time, making up for what he lacked and using what he overdid.
At this moment, Zhang Yu extended his hand and placed it on the hilt of the Shocking Heaven Sword. He slowly drew it out of its sheath. Then, with a flash, he had already left his original spot with a boom, slashing out in front of him.
For people who were skilled in transformation, it was naturally the safest to engage in close combat. At such a distance, the effects of abilities and spells would be reduced to the minimum.
At the same time, the Cicada Sword that was floating above his head suddenly attacked!
Ding Mao did not evade. With a flick of his sleeve, the 13 small swords beside him took the initiative to meet the Cicada Sword. Both sides collided once again, but this time, the power that came from the Cicada Sword was obviously stronger.
Among the three small swords that were waiting at the side, one of them immediately joined in and shared the power, barely blocking this attack. At the same time, one of the small swords shot directly in front of Zhang Yu.
Zhang Yu glanced at the last small sword that was waiting for an opportunity. He did not choose to use the Ruler's Heavenly Illusionary Technique to cross the air. Instead, he shook his wrist and waved gently, shaking the small sword that was blocking in front of him away. Then, the sword light flashed again, like a rainbow.
At this moment, with a boom, a ball of light burst out from the blade of the sword.
Spirit Born on the Sword, Slash All!
Ding Mao's eyes flashed, and the 16 small swords also released a ray of divine light. In an instant, the light and shadow were mixed, as if there were countless sword lights dancing.
Spirit Born on the Sword, Disarray!
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