On the road to the Jade Lake, space rippled and faces emerged from the void. Dharma King Dushi appeared behind Master Lu, holding a pair of transparent short blades. Like Yin Spirits clinging to bone, they stabbed down viciously. Their tips trembled in an orderly pattern at a terrifying speed, seeming perfectly still, yet everything in their path shattered inch by inch—including the Gengjin sword aura protecting Master Lu!
But at that very moment, a long sword abruptly appeared before the transparent blades. At some point, Master Lu had already brought his sword around, waiting for Dharma King Dushi to deliver himself into his hands.
Pfft!
The long sword clashed with the short blades. No sound rang out, and no air currents scattered. The blades seemed illusory, without the slightest material substance; beneath the long sword, they shattered like a dream or bubble.
At the same time, however, a short distance from the sword light, the Gengjin sword aura protecting Master Lu suddenly broke apart, dissolving into countless specks of dust too fine to see. The two transparent short blades were revealed!
With Master Lu's cultivation and swordsmanship, could he really have made such a mistake in judgment—missed by a hair's breadth, and lost by a thousand miles?
Master Lu's gaze grew ever more focused. His sword light suddenly split apart, dividing into 129,600 beams. They linked together in tiny formations of three, six, seven, nine, twelve, and other numbers; countless small formations combined into larger, more powerful sword formations. At last, layer upon layer of formations united, forming an enormous array that covered a vast area and radiated a terrifying power.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Sword Qi crisscrossed, sword light swept back and forth. Before the two transparent short blades could pierce Master Lu's Gengjin Indestructible Body, they were swallowed