Meanwhile, over at Western Qi.
After withdrawing their troops and returning to the main camp.
Maitreya still looked deeply shaken!
Once everyone had gathered, he could not help asking Nánjí and Randeng:
"Fellow Daoist Nánjí, Teacher Randeng..."
"You two possess profound cultivation and vast knowledge. Have you ever heard of Lu Ya? Do you know where this fellow comes from?"
Nánjí frowned and pondered carefully.
In the end, he silently shook his head...
Randeng had heard the Dao at Zixiao Palace and possessed even broader experience and knowledge than Nánjí, yet he was equally clueless. He said in great astonishment:
"When Lu Ya attacked just now, I took the opportunity to examine him as well, but gained nothing at all. I could not detect the slightest thing. It seems that he carries some supreme treasure that suppresses his karmic fortune..."
After saying that.
Randeng turned to look at Maitreya.
"Maitreya, just how did you offend Lu Ya? The moment he saw you, he unleashed a killing move. It looked as though he had come with only one purpose—to put you to death!"
Maitreya finally stopped smiling.
His face was filled with bitterness at last!
"I do not know either!"
"The North Sea expedition was ruined because of Lu Ya... That alone would have been one thing, but he actually chased me all the way to the Investiture of the Gods battlefield."
Had Lu Ya gone mad?
Just because he had said he would kill him...
Was he really going to hound him without end?
After discussing it for a while longer, they still had no solution for Lu Ya. The Immortal Slaying Flying Saber was not a Sage Dharma Treasure... They could hardly tell him not to use it, could they?
They wanted to say so.
But Lu Ya clearly