The Long Journey to Immortality

However, Han Lu showed mercy, and the damage to the array flags was not serious. If Dong Fengyu had the materials on hand, he could restore this array flag, which was comparable to a high-grade magic weapon, to its original state in just seven days and for a cost of a dozen spirit stones.

If one move doesn't work, try a second. Dong Fengyu made a hand seal, and another long spear magic weapon flew out of his storage bag and landed in his hand.

Accustomed to winning battles through relentless attacks, Dong Fengyu continued his offensive even after setbacks, employing all his methods to give Han Lu no chance to breathe.

Han Lu already knew Dong Fengyu's fighting style from the information provided by Fu Tianqiao, and was happy to play a defensive counterattack, responding to each move as it came, and have a good match with Dong Fengyu, a disciple of the Jitian Palace who had the temperament of a cultivator from the Central Plains.

Countless bolts of lightning briefly coalesced on the spear, and in the next moment, under Dong Fengyu's control, these bolts of lightning transformed into several bolts of thunder, shooting towards Han Lu not far away.

This is a wonderful opportunity to practice the "Transformation Technique," and Han Lu will not miss it.

To deal with lightning of the metal element, a spirit sword of the water element is naturally more suitable.

Han Lu patted her storage bag and summoned the water-attribute spirit sword.

Under Han Lu's control, the slender spirit sword danced in the air, deflecting all the incoming lightning bolts.

Seeing this, Dong Fengyu was stunned for a moment, and then he fully understood why the bolts of lightning he had summoned dissipated when they collided with the long sword.

While onlookers may have a clearer perspective, not all onlookers can fully grasp the events unfolding on the stage.

Each bolt of lightning, comparable to a full-force strike from a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator, dissipated and dissolved before Han Lu's spiritual sword, a scene that amazed the onlookers.

"Could this spirit sword merely resemble a spirit sword in appearance, and is actually a defensive magic weapon?"

"It must be a first-grade magic weapon, otherwise how could it have blocked all the lightning that Senior Brother Dong unleashed?"

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The disciples of the Extreme Heaven Palace sitting in the stands couldn't understand what was happening on the arena, and even many Golden Core cultivators on the viewing platform didn't understand the mystery.

However, the Nascent Soul cultivators, with their higher cultivation levels, easily understood what probably happened at the moment the spirit sword came into contact with the lightning, resulting in such an outcome.

However, because Han Lu was a cultivator from the Central Plains, no one praised her verbally; they only secretly complimented her in their hearts.

With the battle situation urgent, Dong Fengyu didn't have time to think about how Han Lu had so easily neutralized the lightning he had summoned.

He knew that this move was completely ineffective against Han Lu, so he should quickly change his tactics and stop wasting his spiritual energy by using this magic weapon.

Although the main strategy is defense and counter-attack, it doesn't mean that Han Lu wants to be passively attacked and let Dong Fengyu do whatever he wants.

Seeing that Dong Fengyu's offensive paused for a moment, Han Lu did not hesitate to summon the paulownia wood flute and once again used her "semi-automatic" playing skills to make the flute sound resound on the arena.

With the bloodline of the Illusionary Phoenix, Han Lu's illusion skills are comparable to those of some mid-stage Golden Core cultivators. Even if this is just a "semi-automatic" playing, the illusion she casts is not something a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator can ignore.

Hearing only half a note, Dong Fengyu felt the world before him turn gray in an instant, followed by an unbearable headache.

With his extensive combat experience, he immediately realized that he had fallen victim to Han Lu's illusion and soul attack.

He tore the two talismans apart, and a wisp of light blue smoke flew out from the talismans, protecting his entire body.

At the same time, a jade pendant that he always wore around his neck was activated, integrated into his body, and entered his sea of ​​consciousness to resist Han Lu's illusionary attacks.

After a quick and simple response, the world before Dong Fengyu's eyes temporarily returned to normal.

The illusion, which was not created using any semi-spiritual techniques, was blocked in this way, which was within Han Lu's expectations.

Her expression remained unchanged as she continued to urge the wooden flute to suppress Dong Fengyu. At the same time, she directly controlled the spiritual sword that had not returned to her side after destroying the array flags, and attacked Dong Fengyu from all directions.

Even after splitting, each spiritual sword is still comparable to a mid-grade magic weapon, and each has the ability to independently kill a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

A chill ran down his spine. Although he didn't have eyes in the back of his head, Dong Fengyu could still sense something attacking him.

With no other option, he had to temporarily abandon his plan to take the initiative to attack. He quickly cast a defensive spell and flew at high speed above the arena on a spirit sword, trying his best to dodge.

This approach may not be absolutely correct, but it is certainly the safest.

However, to the audience, this situation appeared as Dong Fengyu being beaten and forced to flee in a sorry state by Han Lu.

Many gamblers and cultivators who had spent a lot of money betting on Dong Fengyu's victory couldn't help but feel a little nervous, shouting loudly to cheer for Dong Fengyu from the stands.

Those gamblers who had bet on Han Lu felt they had a 70% chance of winning, and smug expressions appeared on their faces.

Surrounded and intercepted by eight spiritual swords, Dong Fengyu did not panic. He either used magic weapons and spells to defend himself or directly controlled his spiritual swords to fight against Han Lu's spiritual swords.

He dodged and flew for no more than five breaths, and temporarily resolved the crisis.

The entire arena was in complete chaos, and Han Lu timely had the wutong wood flute floating above her head play a fast and urgent tune, making the background music more fitting.

Taking advantage of chaos is Dong Fengyu's forte. Although he has already used 70% of his abilities, he still has room to analyze the battle situation and try to turn the tide in this slightly unfavorable situation.

After spending three breaths thinking, Dong Fengyu focused his gaze on the wooden flute, feeling that he had found a way to break the deadlock.

Just do it if you have an idea.

Controlling so many magical treasures and spells in the arena had already taken up ninety percent of Dong Fengyu's mind, so naturally, the task of destroying the wooden flute had to be left to someone else.

A flash of light appeared on the storage bag at Dong Fengyu's waist, and three charred humanoid puppets flew out of his storage bag.

These three puppets were crafted by Dong Fengyu using a secret technique from his sect, employing ancient wood that was ten thousand years old. They possessed simple intelligence and were perfectly suited for this situation.

He made a hand seal and gave an order to the three puppets.

The puppet moved like the wind, rushing towards Han Lu.

Of course, this was just a smokescreen. Dong Fengyu's plan was to make Han Lu mistakenly believe that the puppet was going to attack her personally, thus causing her to neglect the protection of Mu Xiao.

He then had the three puppets split into two groups to complete his plan.

The plan was highly creative and feasible. It must be said that Dong Fengyu was indeed an elite of the Jitian Palace, with rich combat experience and a strong ability to adapt to changing circumstances on the arena.

However, Han Lu was not a cultivator who could make inferences based on common sense.

She still had plenty of room to maneuver and had ample reserves of strength to deal with Dong Fengyu's puppets in a direct confrontation.

Chapter 612 Bloodless Victory

Han Lu already knew about Dong Fengyu's possession of three puppets with cultivation levels comparable to mid-Foundation Establishment cultivators through the information provided by Fu Tianqiao.

While in the lounge, she had already figured out how to deal with the three puppets.

Upon encountering the puppet on the arena, she naturally countered its moves, employing the methods she had prepared beforehand.

No matter how exquisite or sturdy a puppet may be, it still requires spiritual power to operate.

Some directly collect spiritual energy from the controller to meet the needs of their actions, while others extract it directly from the core crafted from the spirit stones carried by the puppet.

The intelligence report clearly stated that the puppets crafted by Dong Fengyu were powered by the second method.

Therefore, as long as the communication between the spiritual core and the puppet is severed, the puppet will completely lose its ability to move and will no longer pose any threat to her.

Without hesitation, Han Lu activated the True Phoenix Manual, unleashing her true spiritual powers.

Under the influence of the True Spirit Bloodline, although she did not enter the semi-True Spirit state, Han Lu's hair color gradually turned red, centered on that wisp of wine-red hair.

Using the Fire Phoenix Divine Power, Fire Phoenix True Flame, was Han Lu's method of dealing with these three puppets.

Without dodging or avoiding, facing the charging puppet, Han Lu opened her mouth and spat out the Fire Phoenix True Flame that she had been brewing for a moment.

Under Han Lu's skillful control, a ball of Phoenix True Flame split into three, which evenly rushed towards the three charred black puppets controlled by Dong Fengyu.

A puppet is, after all, a puppet. Without being controlled by a cultivator like Dong Fengyu, its reaction speed is even slower than that of an ordinary person.

The three puppets didn't even stop, and went straight through the flames.

Seeing this, Dong Fengyu remained calm.

Although all three puppets were made of ancient wood, they were not afraid of fire and would not be burned to ashes or have their mechanisms destroyed if they were exposed to a flame.

Having placed absolute trust in his puppet, Dong Fengyu did not issue any more complex commands. Instead, he focused his attention on the contest with Han Lu's spiritual sword and cast a spell to tear apart two talismans, reinforcing the defenses on the soul level.

If the flames Han Lu unleashed were truly just ordinary flames, then Dong Fengyu's choice was undoubtedly correct.

However, Dong Fengyu, who knew nothing about Han Lu's situation, had no idea just how powerful the flames Han Lu exhaled were.

The Phoenix True Flame, which burns using spiritual energy as fuel, spread across the puppet's entire body and ignited it completely as soon as it touched it.

The moment the Fire Phoenix True Flame touched the puppet, the puppet, which had been so agile just moments before, seemed to rust, its movements becoming slow and clumsy.

The reason is that the spiritual power supplied to the entire body by the core of the puppet was burned away by the Fire Phoenix True Flame.

The fact that it wasn't paralyzed immediately was entirely due to the ancient wood materials used to create the puppets.

However, in just three breaths, the Fire Phoenix True Flame, relying on its domineering power, burned away all the spiritual energy in the core of the puppet's abdomen, temporarily turning the three puppets into inanimate objects.

With their spiritual energy exhausted and the flames dissipated, about thirty meters in front of Han Lu, the three puppets had completely lost their ability to move and were slumped on the ground, resembling three charred corpses.

Feeling that he had temporarily lost contact with the puppet, Dong Fengyu, who had been focused on dealing with the spirit sword, finally realized what was happening and turned his attention to his puppet.

"What happened? How did my puppet run out of spiritual power?"

When Dong Fengyu fought with Han Lu, he felt as if he were a novice who had only been practicing cultivation for a few days, with too many moves he had never seen before appearing in front of him.

With the puppet gone, Dong Fengyu's wishful thinking could no longer be realized, and the series of plans he had originally devised went bankrupt as soon as they began.

Looking at the puppet lying on the ground, Han Lu shook her head, seemingly disdainful of the puppet's "fire resistance".

She then glanced at Dong Fengyu, who was struggling to control his magical artifact against his spiritual sword in the air not far away, and realized that she had probably reached Dong Fengyu's limit.

Although they were much stronger than the opponents she encountered in the sect competition, they were still far from enough to force Han Lu to use all her methods to win.

With her spirit sword at her fingertips, Han Lu decided to cherish the time ahead, practice her sword intent as much as possible, and use Dong Fengyu as her sparring partner.

It must be said that Dong Fengyu, as an elite disciple of the Jitian Palace, is absolutely qualified to be a sparring partner.

While Han Lu deliberately held back, concealing her many more powerful techniques in preparation for the next round of the match, Dong Fengyu indirectly broke the deadlock, controlling the pace of the battle to a level he could accept.

Although he had a vague idea of ​​why Han Lu hadn't pressed her advantage, Dong Fengyu still cherished this brief respite. He focused on battling Han Lu's exquisitely controlled eight spiritual swords while simultaneously accumulating spiritual energy to prepare for his next attack.

The spirit sword controlled by Han Lu trembled for a full hundred breaths. With the thought of admitting defeat if he failed, Dong Fengyu suddenly exerted his strength, trying to reverse the situation.

In addition to the spear magic weapon that Dong Fengyu had just used, he also summoned three other magic weapons: a knife, a sword, and a halberd.

These four magical artifacts are all of superior quality and are interconnected, forming a set. When used together, their power is several times greater than when used individually, but the energy consumption is also several times greater.

Sensing the astonishing aura emanating from the magical artifact Dong Fengyu was wielding, Han Lu immediately focused her attention.

Being passively attacked is not Han Lu's preference, and lacking effective defensive measures, she does not want to be hit by Dong Fengyu's four consecutive magical attacks.

However, she quickly decided to take the initiative.

With a wave of his hand, he grabbed the wooden flute that had been floating in the air.

Han Lu activated the True Phoenix Manual and entered a semi-true spiritual state for the first time in front of the vast number of cultivators of the Extreme Heaven Palace.

However, this time, thanks to the help of the Wutong Wood Flute, a magical artifact that was extremely compatible with her, Han Lu did not change drastically as she had last time in the Central Plains.