Xiao Yan used the power of devouring to break through Lu Zhi's prized lightning zone, then struck him head-on with a Sea Overturning Seal.
Yet there was little joy on Xiao Yan's face. He could sense that Lu Zhi's aura had not been affected much.
"Ha ha ha, Xiao Yan, I have to say, you did well. You really did very well."
Lu Zhi walked out from the encirclement of the Crimson Lotus Karma Flame. The Crimson Lotus Karma Flame, which had always been unstoppable in burning away evil thoughts, had been forcibly pushed aside by Lu Zhi.
Lu Zhi's face was still covered in purple lightning-shaped patterns, but no lightning patterns extended toward his forehead. Now, there was only a simple, plain, nearly translucent pattern on Lu Zhi's forehead.
Lu Zhi's mysterious seventh pattern!
"So you're finally willing to use it?"
As the number one genius of the Mystic Pattern Sect, it had long ceased to be a secret that Lu Zhi had condensed seven different patterns at the Dou Emperor level. However, his final two patterns were almost never seen. A favored prodigy like Lu Zhi rarely encountered a problem that he could not solve even by going all out. Among his peers, he stood far ahead of everyone else. There were simply few people capable of forcing out his last two patterns.
Xiao Yan could not identify the pattern on Lu Zhi's forehead just by looking at it. The Mystic Pattern Sect acted in secrecy. Apart from the patterns known to all, several rarely appeared and had always been the sect's tightly guarded trump cards.
"Xiao Yan, die!"
Four wind blades converged from four directions, closing in to kill Xiao Yan. Xiao Yan simply threw four punches in succession, then frowned slightly. Lu Zhi's wind blades had