readytorunbook Chapter 123: The main focus is on acting skills, Shakespeare applauded
Chapter 123: The main focus is on acting skills, Shakespeare applauded
Just when Shen Zhao was about to intercept two Mahayana masters from the demon world, something unexpected happened at the celebration banquet of the Wuji Immortal Sect.
Visitors from various sects sat on the jade chairs around. These chairs were arranged according to the formation of the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams. Exquisite fairy fruits and nectar were placed in front of each seat.
But they had no intention of tasting it at the moment. A sudden terrifying pressure descended, instantly suppressing all the monks at the banquet.
This pressure was like a cold wind from the depths of the Netherworld, icy and bone-chilling, making people shudder.
It spread silently, covering the entire square, causing the originally lively banquet to fall into deathly silence in an instant.
The monks felt an invisible pressure, as if a heavy burden was pressing on their hearts, making it difficult to even breathe.
The monks present all looked up and saw the sky was covered with dark clouds and thunder, as if foreshadowing the coming of a storm. And in the dark clouds, a figure slowly emerged, its figure was blurry, but it exuded a frightening power.
This black shadow was none other than Ghost Dragon Lord. His almost irresistible pressure made everyone present feel deeply powerless.
The eyes of Ghost Dragon Lord seemed to be able to see through everything. His gaze swept across everyone present, making those usually high-ranking sect leaders feel an unprecedented sense of oppression.
It seemed as if in front of this Ghost Dragon Lord, all their cultivation and status became insignificant.
"Everyone, I came here today for no other reason than to catch a glimpse of the beauty of Fairy Qin Muyue." The voice of Ghost Dragon Lord rang in everyone's ears like thunder.
Qin Muyue narrowed her cat-like pupils and sneered, "I am just a mortal with no cultivation now, I am afraid that I am too high for the Dragon Lord."
“Zhaixing, stop playing tricks on me. I’m here to give you a gift.” Ghost Dragon Lord pressed his chest slightly. He was deceived by Qin Muyue’s three-move promise and became too conceited, so he was dragged into the dream world and seriously injured. Even if this Zhaixing God was reincarnated, he was still so dangerous.
"Oh? What gift?" Qin Muyue had a playful smile on the surface, but secretly had already contacted the Handan Sword to prepare for the formation.
"Their lives." Ghost Dragon Lord clenched them with one hand.
The moment Ghost Dragon Lord clenched his hand, the air in the entire square seemed to freeze, and the hearts of all the cultivators were in their throats. They felt an unprecedented threat of death.
"Who dares to act wildly in my Wuji Xianzong?"
At this critical moment, a sword light appeared like nine layers of falling white silk, carrying unparalleled sword intent and extreme coldness, pointing directly at the Ghost Dragon Lord.
Jun Yuzheng's figure then appeared, blocking the girl's figure.
His sword light was dazzling, and the sword energy was like a dragon, cutting through the thunderclouds and illuminating the entire square.
Wherever the sword light passed, the dark clouds were split in two, revealing the clear night sky.
There was a flash of surprise in Ghost Dragon Lord's eyes, and then he sneered, and his figure turned into a ball of black mist and dissipated the moment the sword light was about to touch him.
The next moment, he appeared behind Jun Yuzheng and slapped out with one palm, compressing the laws of the Dao to the extreme, returning to its original simplicity, a silent killing move.
Jun Yuzheng turned his body, swirled his sword, and the tip of the sword touched the palm of Ghost Tianlong Lord. The time and space between the two of them froze in an instant.
A strong gust of wind spread in all directions, overturning the jade chairs in the square and splashing fairy fruits and nectar everywhere.
The monks present tried to circulate their spiritual energy to resist the aftermath, but they all flew out, spitting blood.
The battle between Jun Yuzheng and Ghost Dragon Lord became more intense, with sword light intertwined with black thunder. The sword energy collided with the dragon soul, creating space cracks.
The two figures moved quickly in the dojo, so fast that it was dizzying.
"Su Handan, one of a thousand worlds, open the formation!" Qin Muyue took out the Fuxi Bagua plate from her heart, her black hair floating and her clothes fluttering.
The Handan Sword Spirit transformed into sword light and merged with the power of Fuxi Bagua Plate, opening up an ancient formation.
The activation of the formation made the space of the entire square seem to be cut into countless transparent mirrors, each of which reflected the figures of Jun Yuzheng and Gui Tianlongzhu in battle, as well as the sword light and thunder they released.
These mirrors not only reflect the images of the battle, but also become tools of attack and defense under Qin Muyue's control.
When the black thunder of Ghost Dragon Lord was about to hit Jun Yuzheng, the mirror suddenly rotated, refracting the power of the thunder into the void, protecting Jun Yuzheng from harm.
At the same time, Jun Yuzheng's sword light became sharper under the reflection of the mirror. Each sword light seemed to have been strengthened countless times, forming a series of sword nets, forcing the Ghost Dragon Lord to have no time to attack the cultivators.
The monks in the square finally stabilized their bodies under the protection of this formation.
The Wanjian Sect, the Yingyin Sect, the Wanfo Sect, the Chifu Sect, the Daqi Sect and other sects whose disciples and elders were saved by Qin Muyue had mixed feelings.
It was understandable that Qin Muyue was in the Spirit Transformation Stage last time when she saved people, but this time her meridians were all shattered and she was already a disabled person in a wheelchair, yet she was still able to use the magic sword and artifacts to form a formation, making them owe her a favor again.
Many cultivators had complicated expressions, but there was already a hint of admiration for Qin Muyue in their eyes.
How many surprises does Qin Muyue have that the entire cultivation world doesn't know about?
They had never seen such an exquisite formation, nor had they ever imagined that the magic sword and the Fuxi Bagua plate could be combined so perfectly.
Ghost Dragon Lord felt the suppression of the formation, his face turned gloomy, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes. He did not expect that a reincarnated star-picking god could actually control such a powerful ancient formation. Star-picking and Fu Guang cooperated again, and they still had such a terrifying tacit understanding.
"Hmph, it seems that you are determined to be my enemy!" The voice of Ghost Dragon Lord was full of murderous intent. He once again activated the rules of Guiqi Tiandao, and the threat of his punches and palms gradually increased.
Jun Yuzheng and Qin Muyue looked at each other. They knew that the real battle had just begun.
Jun Yuzheng cut through the space with one sword, forcing the Ghost Dragon Lord to transform into thousands, while Qin Muyue's formation was also constantly changing time and space. The two cooperated with each other to form an almost impenetrable defense.
The Ghost Dragon Lord roared, and his body and clones transformed into hundreds of dragon souls. The dragon bodies tumbled in the square. Every time clouds and rain came, it would stir up violent storms and raging waves in thousands of planes.
But Jun Yuzheng and Qin Muyue did not retreat. Their cooperation became more and more tacit. The sword light and formation were intertwined, integrating offense and defense.
The battle entered a white-hot stage. The entire dojo was affected by the aftermath of the battle. Space cracks kept appearing and disappearing, the floor cracked inch by inch, and the furnishings exploded one after another.
Just as Qin Muyue was carefully controlling the formation in the wheelchair, the white misty broken mirror door unique to the dream world opened.
A graceful figure in a morning glow-colored dress appeared, and a pair of soft hands flashed with demonic power as they grabbed Qin Muyue who had her back to her.
Yu Fengxue immediately drew his sword and turned around to block, only to see the graceful woman slap his Lotus-Destroying Sword with her palm. The powerful force made him take a step back.
Jun Yuzheng, who transformed into Yu Fengxue, saw Yingnujun's surprised expression and could only transform blood into flowing from the corners of his mouth to reassure his opponent.