The Long Journey to Immortality

Han Lu already knew the strength of the three people based on the information she had learned from Wen Erya.

Therefore, the main sword, which carried the most star power among the three spirit swords, was aimed at He Yiran, while the two secondary swords, which were slightly less powerful, targeted Situ Hezheng and Qin Zijin.

"drink!"

With a loud shout, He Yiran patted his chest and channeled the few remaining spiritual energies he could still freely circulate into the soft armor he always wore.

This superior magical soft armor, made from top-tier spirit beast materials, was a gift from his master.

Its outstanding protective capabilities have always been He Yiran's reliance.

Although the spirit sword that fell from the sky gave him a unique feeling, he still believed that the soft armor he was wearing could keep him safe.

The other two used a secret technique to communicate, quickly standing back to back, linking their spiritual power together, and jointly casting a defensive spell to create a light red light barrier, isolating them from the outside world, and attempting to defend against the spiritual swords attacking them.

The incident happened suddenly, but the trio, who had honed their skills countless times in major competitions, still managed to respond in the first instance, trying to turn the tide and make up for the major mistakes they had made earlier.

Chapter 536 Anxiety

It must be said that He Yiran and his two teammates, who were considered by Zhong Wencheng to be the team with the strength to win the championship, are indeed quite capable.

In Han Lu's imagination, if this ambush succeeds, it will surely deal a devastating blow to the opponent.

However, due to minor errors in certain details and timing, the hastily agreed-upon ambush plan was not as successful as expected.

As the "seed team," He Yiran and his two companions spent a lot of money on the antidote they prepared.

You get what you pay for; this antidote, costing twenty spirit stones each, did indeed play a decisive role at this time.

Han Lu originally thought that when she activated the great formation to launch an attack, the three of them would not be able to form any strong defenses around their bodies.

However, it turns out that besides Han Lu and her two companions, there are indeed some other strong teams in the secret realm, who also possess formidable combat power.

Although the spirit sword techniques performed using the Yinghuo Sword Style are enhanced in power by the power of the stars.

But ultimately it is a sword formation composed of one hundred and eight spirit swords divided from a single spirit sword.

Individually, each spirit sword is only at the level of a magic weapon.

Aside from its swiftness, this combined sword formation, with its addition and subtraction, is not significantly more powerful than Han Lu's full-force spiritual sword strike.

If it weren't for the fact that the sword intent in the sword moves had a bit of a "soul attack" feel to it, it might not even be as powerful as the many moves that Han Lu had mastered.

Such an attack, given that the opponents had employed their own defensive techniques, naturally failed to achieve the excellent effect that Han Lu desired.

But it did have some effect.

The spiritual sword collided with the magical artifacts and spells, producing three muffled thuds, just like two pieces of iron colliding.

Although He Yiran's soft armor is adept at using softness to overcome hardness, it is surprisingly effective against spirit swords.

But now, with such a hasty execution, it still falls short of the mark.

The sword swept past, and although he wasn't cut in two, his bones and internal organs were impacted and he suffered some injuries.

The soft armor worn on the body was for protection, but it has a hideous scar on its surface and has temporarily lost its spiritual power. It will need to be repaired with materials in the future before it can be used again.

Compared to He Yiran, the other two are in slightly better condition.

In their haste, they tacitly joined forces to unleash defensive spells.

Facing the two slightly weaker secondary swords, Situ Hezheng and Qin Zijin were unharmed except for some impact and depletion of their spiritual power.

When they were planning the sneak attack, the three of them were at their peak.

After being attacked twice in a row, the three of them could only barely exert 70% of their strength.

After one round, facing the trap that Han Lu and her two companions had planned for a long time, He Yiran and his two companions did not escape unscathed, but they still retained the spark of a comeback.

The match was evenly matched. Although they had the advantage from the start, Han Lu, Wen Erya, and Yi Qiyan did not make any mistakes.

After their initial attack failed, Han Lu and her two companions did not stop trying to communicate with the other party and resolve the matter amicably.

Having trained together several times in the Grand Competition Secret Realm, He Yiran and his two companions had no illusions whatsoever. They quickly used their respective skills to avoid being completely put on the defensive in the fierce battle that was destined to take place.

Han Lu and the other two witnessed He Yiran and his companions taking the antidote pills, and a swift victory naturally became their main strategy for the upcoming battle.

Han Lu activated the sword formation once again.

Although this meticulously arranged sword formation may not be much more powerful in a single strike than her other moves, its greatest advantage in combat lies in its sustained, uninterrupted, and varied offensive over a long period.

Yi Qiyan temporarily took out several magical artifacts and tried to fight using the methods of the Central Plains people.

Wen Erya, who was practically a loner when setting the trap, had already mustered all her strength.

After several battles in the secret realm, she has changed her mindset by 70%, and her only thought now is to do her best for the team in the upcoming battles.

Taking a battle with a 70% chance of victory so seriously.

Naturally, the two sides had barely exchanged blows for ten breaths when He Yiran and the other two began to inwardly groan in despair.

Although the patient used elixirs to detoxify, it still takes time for the toxins to be completely eliminated from the body.

Currently, the amount of spiritual energy that He Yiran and the other two can each mobilize is roughly equivalent to that of an ordinary early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

This means that even though they have countless methods, they are like a skilled cook without rice, unable to use them all.

It's like Han Lu's side throws out a stone, and they still have the resources to throw out a cloth to restrain her.

But after Han Lu changed her tactics several times, they no longer had the strength to clench a fist and respond when facing the scissors.

He Yiran and his two companions hadn't experienced such a frustrating situation in a long time. However, it was precisely because of this that their passive situation ignited their boundless fighting spirit. They only wanted to use this battle to further unleash their potential and elevate their combat strength to a higher level.

"Use your ultimate move!"

He Yiran, acting as the strategist, used secret techniques to command his two friends in battle.

Although somewhat reluctant to sacrifice too much for the competition, Qin Zijin and Situ Hezheng did not hesitate at all after hearing the team's strategist's instructions and took out a magical artifact that they had carefully prepared for the competition.

Each of the three people had a fragment of a porcelain bowl in their hands. They quickly pieced them together to complete the old, bluish-gray porcelain bowl.

The bottom of the porcelain bowl has four dragon scale claw reliefs, which clearly indicates that it is a magical artifact with a deep connection to the True Spirit Dragon Clan.

Having only managed to do this much, the already pale complexions of the three men vanished completely. He Yiran, the most seriously injured of the three, turned as white as a sheet of paper, as if he would faint at any moment.

Seeing the three of them like this, Han Lu knew with her eyes closed that He Yiran and the others were going to fight to the death.

"Stop them!"

As soon as she finished speaking, all 108 spirit swords responded to Han Lu's call and descended from the sky, as if a meteor shower had fallen over this small area.

He Yiran and his two companions were naturally well-prepared to unleash such a move that required a long period of preparation.

Situ Zhenghe and Qin Zijin, who came from wealthy families, did not hesitate. As if talismans were free, they took out a thick stack of talisman papers from their storage bags and lit them all.

The burning talismans activated the runes written on them, unleashing countless defensive spells.

The defense formed by these real gold and silver completely neutralized Han Lu's offensive, and also bought enough time for He Yiran and the other two, who were focused on activating their magic weapon and using the so-called ultimate move hidden in the dragon scale bowl.

The spiritual energy flowed into the porcelain bowl of unknown grade, and blood inexplicably seeped from the skin of the three people's hands, flowing into the porcelain bowl.

The sacrificial method, which resembled an evil sorcery, made Han Lu and the other two feel uneasy.

In less than three breaths, He Yiran and the other two were so weak that they could barely stand.

However, judging from the powerful aura emanating from the dragon scale bowl, the sacrifices made by the three were absolutely worthwhile.

The sound of dragon roars emanated from the porcelain bowls in the hands of the three people.

Situ He, who still had some strength left among the three, shouted loudly, reciting the last incantation to activate the porcelain bowl's supernatural power.

"Come forth, true spirits who once roamed the wilderness in ancient times!"

The next moment, what happened left Han Lu and the other two dumbfounded.

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Chapter 537 Azure Dragon, Wen Erya's True Spirit

Accompanied by the dragon's roar, a bluish-green light shimmered in the dragon-scale bowl.

These rays of light gradually became solid and substantial over time, transforming from nothingness into reality.

When the light faded and the outline of the entity became clear, Han Lu and the other two finally saw with their own eyes what kind of important person Situ Hezheng had summoned.

It is a green dragon.

Its slender body was about thirteen or fourteen meters long, with its bluish-green scales intricately textured, exuding a powerful aura.

Its five claws were half-curled up, poised to strike, as if even the sharpest magical weapon or spirit sword could not match its attack power.

A pair of eyes the size of Han Lu's fist, along with the other facial features of the Azure Dragon and a pair of dragon horns, exerted immense pressure on anyone who looked directly at it.

Perhaps it was because it hadn't been awakened or summoned for an unknown period of time.

The newly formed Azure Dragon looked very excited.

It twisted its slender body, howling and emitting dragon roars.

Although these dragon roars did not contain any divine soul attacks, the aura of a superior being emanating from the true spirit still frightened the nearby beasts and birds into a cold sweat.

Birds leave the forest, and beasts leave their dens.

All things gave way, fearing to provoke the wrath of the Azure Dragon's true spirit and suffer undeserved disaster.

Upon seeing this, Wen Erya and Yi Qiyan looked terrified and couldn't help but take two steps back.

Although Wen Erya and Yi Qiyan had seen the True Spirit, they had only seen Han Lu, who had no hostility towards them, transform into the True Spirit.

They had never seen anything like this before.

Not to mention that this Azure Dragon is clearly a tough opponent. Just by looking at the aura he exudes, he is at least a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator at the Pseudo-Core level.

A master of this level is a True Spirit, so naturally they can be compared to ordinary Golden Core cultivators.

It's perfectly normal for the two to feel fear.

Han Lu, however, was different from the other two.

When she heard the terrifying dragon's roar, she felt not fear, but rather a surge of excitement.

Filled with fighting spirit, she knew without much thought how to deal with this situation and how to continue this battle that had suddenly changed.

Situ He, who was exhausted, was sitting on the ground after summoning the Azure Dragon, but he had a smile on his face.