As soon as Zhang Yu finished speaking, his momentum was also accumulated to the extreme, so he didn't waste any more words and slashed at Daoist Yue!
Daoist Yue said so much, some of it was true and some of it was false, but he also knew that Zhang Yu, as the Xuanting Patrol Supervisor, couldn't be swayed by words alone, so he was also preparing for a battle.
When he saw the sword light slashing at him, his body shook slightly, and a flickering shadow remained in place, while another figure flew out of the main cabin at the bow of the ship.
Zhang Yu didn't care about Daoist Yue who flew away at all. After destroying the shadow that was left in place, he slashed at an empty place, and a figure appeared there.
Daoist Yue held up a cloud of green light that almost covered the entire front of his body, blocking the flying sword. One could see that there were countless entangled threads circling there.
He secretly lamented that it was a pity. Just now, he used a spell to split into shadows to lead Zhang Yu out of the flying ship, and then he could drive the ship away again. Unfortunately, Zhang Yu didn't fall for it.
When Zhang Yu saw that his sword momentum was blocked, he made up his mind. There was a flash of light on the blade, and an incomparably sharp light overflowed from it.
Daoist Yue only felt a stabbing pain in his senses. He was shocked and didn't dare to fight head-on. His body shook, and another shadow was left in place. His real body disappeared just like before.
Zhang Yu's eyes flashed. He held his sword horizontally in front of him and spread out his heart. With a boom, it filled the entire flying boat. The disciples and servants of Daoist Yue inside the flying boat were all shaken to the point of losing consciousness.
Under such pressure, it was impossible for any spell to not leave a trace.
Soon, he sensed something. He turned his feet and slashed at an empty corner. The sword light fell, and Daoist Yue was forced to reveal himself. He showed a helpless expression, and after using a shadow to escape, he penetrated the cabin wall again and escaped out of the ship.
However, he had not gone far when the Cicada Cry Sword, which had been circling and waiting outside, flashed and pierced through his chest. His figure turned illusory and then disappeared like smoke. This was actually not his real body.
Zhang Yu did not pay any attention to the outside world. He merely relied on the Heart Light and Divine Instinct Imprint that filled this place. The sword in his hand followed that trace of elusive Spiritual Opportunity and once again forced the ferocious figure out of the boat. However, as the sword slashed past, the figure still turned into a wisp of smoke and drifted away.
This made him feel as if he had been fighting until now, all he had faced up to now were illusions and not real people.
Daoist Yue's ability was to change between the real and the illusory, and to maintain his defence. He could move back and forth between the projection of his soul and his real body.
Apart from these changes, the various arcane tools he carried on him were all used to strengthen and cooperate with this kind of spell. It could be said that he had already reached the peak of this path.
From the beginning of the battle until now, there was almost no moment when he stopped moving. As a result, every shadow could be said to be his real body, but also not his real body.
If this technique was used to the extreme, then everything would be him, but also not him.
However, his cultivation had not reached great success, so under the pressure of Zhang Yu's light, it was inevitable that the changes would be much more difficult.
After dodging several sword slashes, there was finally a pause. His real body paused for a moment, but this time, he could not dodge the sword slash.
However, at this moment, he activated another protective ability. His entire body turned into an ice sculpture, and with a boom, he was completely shattered by the sword light, turning into a pile of rubble. Soon after, these rubble scattered into wisps of invisible grey Qi that flew out of the cabin and reformed.
However, the Cicada Cry Sword outside the cabin had been waiting here to intercept him. Seeing that he had escaped, it naturally came over and slashed. The figure instantly shattered, but the real body had disappeared.
Through this exchange, Zhang Yu had more or less figured out this person's path.
To ordinary cultivators, people like Daoist Yue were actually very detestable. This was because he was both real and fake, and he had a lot of life-saving methods. He made others feel that he was powerful but difficult to use. Even those who were stronger than him would find it difficult to kill him.
However, it was not without loopholes. Daoist Yue was now using spells to resist his sword slash. With such a constant use of spells, no matter how deep his magic power was, he would not be able to last for long.
However, Daoist Yue was so good at saving his life, so he judged that he might have a pill to replenish his magic power. If this continued, he would have a higher chance of winning, but there might also be some variables, so he prepared another countermeasure.
At this moment, a bright light appeared in his eyes, and the entire flying boat suddenly rumbled.
Daoist Yue's figure appeared in a corner of the main cabin. He raised his head and saw that cracks had appeared on the cabin wall. He looked at Zhang Yu with shock in his eyes, "You …"
Zhang Yu thought that the reason why the other party could fight with him was because of the changes in spells, but another reason was that he had this flying boat as a cover, flying inside and outside to avoid his sword slashes.
Therefore, the best way was to destroy this flying boat.
It was just that this flying boat was a magic tool, and it took him quite a bit of effort just to break in, so it would not be easy to destroy it. Just now, he had opened his heart not just to confirm Daoist Yue's location, but also to make it easier to destroy this place from the inside out.
Under his continuous efforts, at this moment, the flying boat finally could not hold on and began to crack.
Daoist Yue was clear about his strengths and weaknesses. Without the flying boat, he had lost his way of retreat. Therefore, when he saw this scene, he did not try to fight with Zhang Yu on the spot. Instead, he did not say anything and fled into the depths of the void.
Zhang Yu did not let him go this time. Brilliant starlight flickered behind him, and he chased after him. The Cicada Sword also turned into a stream of light and followed.
Not long after the two of them left, a piece of the wreckage of the flying boat flickered slightly. A shadow of Daoist Yue floated out from it, but he fled in the opposite direction.
However, before he could walk far, he saw the white boat suddenly turn around. The cannon at the bow of the boat flickered, and Xuan Weapons shot out one after another. Following the intense explosion of light, the figure was instantly submerged in it.
On the other side, Zhang Yu only used ten breaths to catch up with Daoist Yue's fleeing figure. Without the flying boat blocking him, he was no longer obstructed. Under the continuous slashes of the Cicada Sword and the Shocking Heaven Sword, Daoist Yue's spells finally stopped temporarily after a few times. His real body was also trapped in it.
Zhang Yu did not miss this good opportunity. His sword was so fast that Daoist Yue could not activate his spells in time. In desperation, he turned into an ice sculpture again and shattered under the blade of the sword. Then, he turned into clouds of smoke.
This time, the smoke directly turned into more than ten identical Daoist Yue, and each of them shot out in all directions.
It was impossible to tell which one was real, or perhaps none of them were real.
When Zhang Yu saw this, he stretched out his hand and grabbed. The dozen or so Daoist Yue were frozen in place.
At this moment, his eyes flashed, and he flew out like a flash of light. Because his speed was too fast, in an instant, more than ten of him appeared in the void, and each of them slashed at the Daoist Yue in front of them!
After he swung his sword, he maintained the same posture of swinging his sword, and his figure swiftly gathered into one. Around him, the figures of the Daoist Yue disappeared one after another. In the end, only one of them remained. That person fell backwards and floated powerlessly in the air. After a moment, his head slowly separated from his body.
Zhang Yu placed his sword behind his back and turned around. With a point of his finger, Daoist Yue's corpse suddenly turned into countless ashes. Meanwhile, an astral pouch floated in front of him. He grabbed it and did not open it rashly. For such a treacherous character, there might be other arrangements in his astral pouch. He planned to deal with it after he returned.
He swept his gaze, and when he saw that there was nothing left in the surroundings, he turned around. Not long after, he returned to the white boat. After he sat down in the main cabin, a weak consciousness in the white boat told him about the changes after he left.
It seemed that the spiritual dew he enlightened had finally started to take effect. Not long ago, a consciousness was born in the white boat. With this consciousness, it could help him control the flying boat better in the future.
Of course, this consciousness was still very young and weak. It was unable to be of much use in battle, and it could only carry out some simple orders.
Just like earlier, he'd directly given this consciousness an order before he left. Once it noticed any unusual movements in the surroundings, it was to explode with a Dark Weapon.
Now it seemed that Daoist Yue really did have a trick up his sleeve. If he didn't make any arrangements just now, then he might really be able to escape.
He pondered for a moment, and then he simply shot some Dark Weapons at the wreckage of the flying boats, turning them into nothingness. Only then did he control the white boat to return.
About 15 minutes later, he returned to the fleet and reported this matter.
When the Daoist who visited him before heard about it, he came again and handed over the precious jade. He said, "Inspector Zhang, this poor Daoist took the liberty to use this precious jade just now. I hope you don't take offense. I'll return it to you now."
Zhang Yu reached out and took it. He said, "Fellow Daoist, you're too kind. I still have to thank you for helping me in battle."
The Daoist smiled and said, "It's good that you don't take offense." He bowed. "This poor Daoist will …"
Before he finished speaking, a trace of astonishment suddenly appeared on his face. He looked at Zhang Yu as if he wanted to express something, but nothing came out. Soon after, a trace of jade white color appeared on his face, and quickly spread to his whole body. In just one or two breaths, he turned into a jade statue!
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