Above the East Sea, Magic Treasures Display Their Might

Huanglong Zhenren was first stunned, then said dismissively.

"Do you think there's a difference between a Heavenly Immortal and a True Immortal in my eyes?"

Even if Lu Changsheng's cultivation had improved during this time, so what?

At most, he would have broken through from Heavenly Immortal to True Immortal.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he froze in place.

"No, this isn't..."

Huanglong Zhenren's mouth was half-open, but he couldn't form a complete sentence.

Because Lu Changsheng was no longer deliberately concealing his power. A surge of magical energy swept out from within him.

And that level of magical energy strength was not that of a Heavenly Immortal, nor a True Immortal, but a Mysterious Immortal!

This completely exceeded Huanglong Zhenren's expectations.

Even if his sure-kill strike was blocked, he was still full of confidence for this battle.

Lu Changsheng had the Ling Yun Jian, a Xiantian Lingbao, but his cultivation was too low to unleash the full power of this Magic Treasure.

He had already broken through to Primordial Unity Golden Immortal and could completely use his overwhelming cultivation advantage to compensate for the disadvantage in Magic Treasures.

But he never expected that Lu Changsheng was not a True Immortal, but a Mysterious Immortal.

How long had it been since the last battle at Lingganhu?

Less than a hundred years, and Lu Changsheng had broken through two major realms!

Even if it was from the lower realms of Heavenly Immortal to Mysterious Immortal.

Those were still two major realms.

The next moment, Huanglong Zhenren suddenly understood.

The Xuanling Fruit!

That's right, it must be.

The reason Lu Changsheng could achieve Mysterious Immortal in such a short time was largely due to the Xuanling Fruit!

That Xuanling Fruit should have been his!

Thinking of this, Huanglong Zhenren's face instantly became ferocious and terrifying.

While he was shocked by Lu Changsheng's Mysterious Immortal cultivation, Lu Changsheng had already moved.

A clear sword cry resounded through the East Sea.

The Ling Yun Jian reappeared.

Grip the sword, raise the hand, slash!

These were three extremely simple movements.

There were no techniques, nor any divine abilities displayed.

The moment this unadorned sword strike was unleashed, Huanglong Zhenren's sword rain instantly shattered.

One sword breaks ten thousand laws!

The Ling Yun Jian once again displayed its power as a Xiantian Lingbao.

Lu Changsheng looked at the Ling Yun Jian with some surprise.

Had the Ling Yun Jian's power grown stronger?

No, that wasn't right.

It wasn't the Ling Yun Jian's problem, it was him who had become stronger!

If, when he was a Heavenly Immortal, he could unleash forty percent of the Ling Yun Jian's power, then as his cultivation broke through to Mysterious Immortal, he could already unleash sixty percent or even more of its power.

As expected, cultivation was the most important thing!

Lu Changsheng turned his wrist, pointing his sword at Huanglong.

"Last time at Lingganhu, you took one of my sword strikes."

"I wonder how many strikes you can take this time."

These arrogant words instantly made Huanglong Zhenren's face turn red, the left side of his face twitching uncontrollably.

Anyone who didn't know would think Lu Changsheng was a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal and he, Huanglong Zhenren, was a Mysterious Immortal.

Come to think of it, facing Lu Changsheng at the Mysterious Immortal realm, he really had no advantage in this battle.

But he absolutely could not let Lu Changsheng take the Yin Yang Jiao Dan.

"Don't think you've won just because you're holding a Xiantian Lingbao."

"I, Huanglong Zhenren, could lose to you once, but I will never lose to you twice!"

"Today, I will show you what a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal is!"

The last few words were almost roared by Huanglong Zhenren.

His hand seals changed, and a Jade Purity Divine Thunder struck towards Lu Changsheng.

Lu Changsheng casually slashed it with his sword.

Under this Jade Purity Divine Thunder, several more lightning bolts struck down from the dome above.

And Huanglong Zhenren's offensive didn't stop there.

The previous sword rain reappeared.

For a time, the sword rain and lightning storm, two great divine abilities, seemed to want to swallow Lu Changsheng whole.

Generally speaking, with Huanglong Zhenren's offensive, let alone a Mysterious Immortal, even a Golden Immortal would only have two outcomes: death or escape.

But Lu Changsheng was different.

Even though the Spirit Capturing Pearl couldn't defend now, the Ling Yun Jian was enough.

If one sword wasn't enough, then two, three...

Lu Changsheng raised the Ling Yun Jian, his sword momentum soaring.

With every sword strike, more than half of Huanglong Zhenren's offensive was crushed.

But Huanglong Zhenren showed no intention of stopping.

"Are you trying to wear me down this way?"

"I'm afraid your magic power will be depleted first."

Lu Changsheng mocked.

As soon as he finished speaking, Huanglong Zhenren suddenly appeared from behind a lightning strike.

He held a sword condensed from magic power and slashed at Lu Changsheng.

"You asked me earlier how many of your swords I could take, but now I want to ask you, how many of my swords can you take!"

Roaring, Huanglong Zhenren slashed his sword towards Lu Changsheng's neck.

He couldn't block the Ling Yun Jian, and similarly, Lu Changsheng, a Mysterious Immortal, couldn't block his attack.

Just one sword, as long as his sword strike hit Lu Changsheng, even if it couldn't kill him directly, it could heavily injure him.

Seeing Huanglong Zhenren's sword strike coming.

Lu Changsheng moved the Ling Yun Jian in his hand, its edge pointing directly at Huanglong Zhenren's heart.

He wanted to force Huanglong Zhenren to retreat!

Sensing the sharpness of the Ling Yun Jian, Huanglong Zhenren felt as if his previously healed sword wound was throbbing with pain again.

Facing the Ling Yun Jian, he not only had no intention of retreating, but he even accelerated his speed, and the Spirit Sword in his hand became even sharper.

Lu Changsheng's expression sank.

Was Huanglong Zhenren crazy?

If he didn't retreat, then the Ling Yun Jian would hit Huanglong Zhenren first.

With this strike, Huanglong Zhenren would be crippled, if not killed.

What did he want to do?

The next moment, Lu Changsheng saw the answer.

Just as the Ling Yun Jian was about to pierce Huanglong Zhenren's heart, he produced a talisman from his left hand.

As the talisman burned, a force protected Huanglong Zhenren within it.

Even this Xiantian Lingbao, the Ling Yun Jian, was blocked by this force.

This was Huanglong Zhenren's plan.

To use the Defensive Talisman Bestowed by Yuanshi to block the Ling Yun Jian, thereby buying himself an opportunity to kill Lu Changsheng.

This was his only chance!

Seeing the hint of astonishment in Lu Changsheng's eyes, Huanglong Zhenren seemed to already envision himself killing Lu Changsheng.

"Die!"

With a furious roar, Huanglong Zhenren swept his Spirit Sword horizontally, determined to decapitate Lu Changsheng.

But just as this sword was less than half a finger away from Lu Changsheng's neck, the hint of astonishment in Lu Changsheng's eyes was replaced by amusement.

"So what if I take your sword?"

A low thunderous sound erupted from within Lu Changsheng.

Immediately after, arcs of lightning surged from Lu Changsheng's body.

Indestructible Thunder God Body!

Although Lu Changsheng's Indestructible Thunder God Body was only at minor completion, Huanglong Zhenren was only at the early stage of Primordial Unity Golden Immortal.

By the time this sword broke through the defense of the Indestructible Thunder God Body, its power had already been reduced by more than half.

"What?!"

Huanglong Zhenren exclaimed in disbelief.

Immediately after, Lu Changsheng swung his sword backhand.

Ling Yun Jian struck again.

Although Huanglong Zhenren instinctively took a step back, the sharpness emanating from the sword tip still left a gash on his chest.

Crimson blood instantly stained his daoist robe.

Yet, Huanglong Zhenren acted as if he felt no pain, staring intently at Lu Changsheng.

"You, you actually cultivate body-refining divine abilities too!"

He had spared no expense, using the last talisman bestowed by his Master, all for the chance to heavily injure or even kill Lu Changsheng.

He never expected such a result.

"What, do I need to inform you in advance if I cultivate any divine abilities or techniques?"

Lu Changsheng retorted sarcastically.

"However, you have indeed improved quite a bit since last time. You took one of my sword strikes then too, and this time your injuries are much lighter."

Those words nearly infuriated Huanglong Zhenren to death.

The price of blocking this sword strike was the talisman gifted by his Master!

"Who exactly are you, and why do you keep targeting me?!"