Wind Sleep Mountain
Within the quiet room, Moyuan's eyes were half-lowered, his spirit wandering beyond the heavens, when he suddenly sensed something. He slowly opened his eyes, a flash of clear light crossing his gaze.
"Lu Yue excels at plague and poison arts. His path does have some slight overlap with Junior Brother Wang Du's.
Very well. Let Wang Du make the trip."
Wang Du and Lan Sheng, who were traveling among the Human Race, received Moyuan's message and together turned their cloud around, drifting off toward the battlefield at Yique.
On the battlefield at Yique, Yang Jian, Jiang Ziya's Chan Sect juniors, and Lu Yue's four disciples together with Yu De had begun a fierce clash of spells.
Lu Yue's four disciples had truly inherited the essence of plague and poison arts. With a wave of their hands, poisonous miasma spread, eating into bone and melting souls.
Though Yu De was not one of Lu Yue's disciples, he was highly skilled in the art of "poison pox." Within the Jie Sect, it complemented the plague arts of Lu Yue's lineage.
Lu Yue was one of the few poison cultivators in the Jie Sect. Through karma he had obtained treasures, and in his hands he held multiple poison-path Spirit Treasures bestowed by Tongtian.
The Plague-Pointing Dual Swords, Plague-Listing Seal, Plague Bell, Plague-Fixing Banner, and Plague Umbrella all belonged to Lu Yue.
Even the four disciples under him each had Spirit Treasures or spiritual objects by their side.
Zhou Xin held the Headache Chime. Once the chime rang, it could disturb a person's mind and spirit.
Li Qi wielded the Irritation Banner. When the banner's shadow fluttered, it stirred a person's heart into agitation.
Zhu Tianlin gripped the Coma Sword. When the sword light flashed, those struck would sink into a