Great Peace Corpse Puppets, I'll Sever Another Life of Your Reincarnation (Two-in-One)

Lu Yu stopped.

He came to rest lightly on a treetop.

Though he was heading back, each time he went in the same direction, he ended up where he had started.

A ghostly maze!

He stopped rushing. With his hands tucked into his broad sleeves, he let the fabric stir in the wind.

The sky darkened again. Fine rain wove a veil across heaven and earth.

Yet no rain touched Lu Yu. As though afraid to brush against him, the drops parted on their own.

He surveyed the dense forest. A mere dozen or so li stood between him and the official road.

But!

Someone seemed to have laid a profound, unfathomable formation here. In all his years of Daoist cultivation, he had never encountered anything like it.

It was as though he had lost his way and could not find an exit.

He could not tell whether the trees had been moved or this stretch of land had been sealed off.

Either way, this was no mortal trick!

Whoever had come meant him harm—or had come specifically for him.

Lu Yu ceased his futile efforts. His elder brother must have had a deeper reason for those instructions at the tavern.

If he could not leave for now, he would deal with what lay before him first.

At that thought, his agitation slowly settled into stillness, like the waters of a deep pool, as he sensed his surroundings.

Before long!

Soft footsteps approached, splashing through the water pooled on the forest floor.

Lu Yu opened his eyes and drifted down from the treetop. He stopped two zhang above the ground, suspended in empty air as though standing on it.

He looked at the five people below!

An elderly Daoist stood beside a middle-aged monk.

Behind them stood three black-robed figures.