Chapter 134: Block? Can You Block It?
The Thousand Bamboo Sect, which had stood in the Seven Stars Sea Region for nearly ten thousand years, was destroyed.
It was said that on that day, a meteor from beyond the heavens, accompanied by erupting spiritual fire, had smashed the entire Myriad Forest Island into the Seven Stars Sea.
Among the hundreds of thousands of disciples, a portion of Soul Transformation cultivators should have been able to escape.
But then, a volcano at the earth's core had drawn out a Lava Whale Demon.
A Lava Whale Demon that pressed straight toward Dao Integration slaughtered every Soul Transformation disciple of the Thousand Bamboo Sect.
And devoured all the corpses of those Soul Transformation cultivators, leaving nothing behind.
If Cloud Artisan had not piloted that Tier-Seven puppet to slay the whale demon…
It was likely that even the three brothers would have been buried here.
Yet because of this, that Tier-Seven puppet was completely scrapped…
Above the Thousand Bamboo Sect, Myriad Forest Island had vanished into the sea.
Only a lone reef remained, faintly recognizable as the tallest peak that had once stood on Myriad Forest Island.
“Gone… it’s all gone… wuu wuu wuu…”
Yun Qi, a dignified Return-to-Void cultivator, was now bawling his eyes out.
Yun Fei’s face was even more ashen.
He had never imagined that a single sentence he’d spoken years ago would come true today.
“Must it really be like this?”
Yun Fei’s bloodshot eyes gazed at the exhausted Cloud Artisan in the distance.
“A disciple and a sect were always external things.”
“As long as I can capture this Lu boy and transplant his Constitution, along with his heart and brain, onto myself.”
“No… I can transplant them directly onto him!”
“When that time comes, why worry about lacking a mountain gate or disciples?”
Cloud Artisan’s face was as calm as still water as he spoke slowly.
He actually said it without the slightest concealment.
“Heh heh… no more pretending?”
“Aren’t you a puppet? What, now you’ve turned back into Cloud Artisan?”
“Tsk tsk, you even fooled your own little brothers.”
Listening to Cloud Artisan’s voice, Lu Qingyang let out a cold laugh.
From the very beginning, he had never believed Cloud Artisan’s words — something about how a thousand years ago he was a puppet, and so on.
Lu Qingyang had simply assumed the man had been poisoned by the Five Metals and lost his mind.
But as Yun Fei and Yun Qi countered without the slightest courtesy, and their behavior turned completely abnormal.
He had finally guessed something.
This old bastard probably started studying me long ago and set up this whole scheme for me.
He must have cultivated some kind of Puppet Dao method that lets him seize another’s aptitude and even their spirit and intellect.
Pretending just now to be a puppet taking over a body was only meant to numb me. After all, it was just helping him reforge his flesh — hardly a difficult task.
Then he went along and had Yun Fei yield out of sentiment, deliberately lowering his posture to test me. When that scheme failed, he immediately summoned the Tier-Seven puppet to pressure me.
Heh heh… truly insidious. If I had agreed to help him refine it, I might have really fallen into his trap!
Thinking this, Lu Qingyang’s expression grew colder and colder, and a thick killing intent surged in his eyes.
On the other side, Cloud Artisan said nothing more upon hearing this.
He merely signaled Yun Fei and Yun Qi to take up a pincer formation.
Encircle Lu Qingyang and the others in the center.
“Lu boy! I know that you and these disciples of yours are no ordinary people!”
“Today’s events are retribution for my Thousand Bamboo Sect, but you think you can leave? That cannot possibly happen!”
Yun Qi roared in fury, killing intent surging in his eyes.
“Heh heh, is that so?”
“Not necessarily…”
Lu Qingyang’s face was calm, utterly unafraid.
With a flip of his palm, a talisman flickering with spatial fluctuations appeared in his hand.
“Hm? A spatial talisman!”
Sensing that fluctuation, Cloud Artisan’s expression changed drastically, his eyes filled with shock.
He never imagined Lu Qingyang would still have a hidden card!
He immediately prepared to act!
But Lu Qingyang, pinching that Earth-Shrinking Talisman between two fingers, now wore a hint of hesitation in his eyes.
To just leave like this… I’m not willing.
I’ve taken such a huge loss. Even if I took the lives of your entire sect to repay it, it still wouldn’t suppress the rage in my heart…
As Lu Qingyang murmured, he actually put the Myriad-Mile Earth-Shrinking Talisman away again.
“Junior Brother, protect Layue and the others.”
“Let me… properly deal with them!”
With that, Lu Qingyang’s eyes burned brightly, and his aura suddenly surged.
“Senior Brother!”
“Master!”
Yang Yu and the others were immediately startled at the sight.
Soul Transformation battling Return-to-Void, and one against three at that — no matter how you looked at it, it was not safe!
“Fine then. If Senior Brother meets with mishap shortly, Sword Elder, you…”
“Hmph, as if you needed to say it. You think I’d just watch our own Sect Master die before my eyes?”
The Heaven Sword Venerable’s cold snort echoed in Yang Yu’s ears.
Beside them, Zhao Layue and the others silently swore oaths in their hearts as well.
Zhao Layue: “If Master is in danger shortly, I’ll give up even the Immortal inheritance to save Master!”
Xiao Yan: “If the Sect Master meets with trouble, I’ll give up my ancient secret treasure!”
Lin Budong: “A mere Supreme Bone, used to save the Sect Master — worth it!”
Gongshu Ban: “Sigh, looks like I really have to reveal my hidden card…”
Tang San: “Sect Master, if you can’t beat them, you must run!”
…
“Hahahaha… Lu boy is a real character! Come, fight!”
Seeing that Lu Qingyang had actually abandoned escape.
Cloud Artisan howled toward the heavens, his face ferocious. “Second Brother, Third Brother, kill!”
“Come fight? Come die!”
Lu Qingyang bellowed.
Rumble!
Rumble!
A thunderclap exploded in the sky, and wild winds rose on all sides.
Lu Qingyang stepped lightly, spiritual power surging around his body. His form abruptly shot up several zhang. He threw out a punch, and space itself actually rippled!
He no longer formed hand seals to cast spells.
Because the fury filling his chest made him want to fight a magnificent battle!
He had come as a guest with good intentions, only to be schemed against!
Even his disciples had been wounded.
Since establishing himself in the Seven Stars Sea Region, he had never suffered such humiliation!
“Boom!”
A punch was thrown, the fist force wrapped in thick Dragon Awe, as if carrying the might to destroy heaven and earth, blasting toward the three Yun brothers!
“Not good!”
Watching that savage fist force, Cloud Artisan’s heart was seized with dread.
He could not understand how this junior, merely at Soul Transformation, could have such powerful spells — and yet a body this strong as well!
“Guard!”
Cloud Artisan roared. Spiritual power frantically poured into the space before him.
At the same time, a defensive Dharma Artifact appeared before him, radiating strand after strand of brilliant light — clearly of extremely high grade.
Seeing this, Yun Fei and Yun Qi on the side also hurriedly activated their magic treasures, placing them in front.
But…
In the next instant, the three of Cloud Artisan’s faces changed drastically.
Because they saw that terrifying fist force directly tear apart their defensive Dharma Artifacts.
Right after, the fist force shot straight toward the chests of all three.
“Not good!”
The three’s expressions shifted drastically, and they hurriedly channeled spiritual power to resist.
But that punch was too fast!
In the blink of an eye, it had already pierced through their protective spiritual power.
“Pfft!”
Three muffled sounds rang out, and three pillars of blood jetted forth!
Bright red blood sprayed through the air.
The chests of all three had caved in completely.
That single punch was enough to kill a late-stage Return-to-Void cultivator!
“Block? This punch is a hundred years of effort — can you block it?”
Lu Qingyang’s voice echoed through the sky…