Deng Qiuzhi went flying backward, steadying himself in midair before he fell into the sea. Covering his wound with one hand, he looked up at Zhang Yuan, who stood in green robes with sword in hand, every inch the image of the righteous Dao. His eyes darkened.
"How utterly despicable," Deng Qiuzhi said.
Unmoved, Zhang Yuan smiled faintly. "You flatter me."
"Flatter you about what?"
Immortal Lord Liujing caught up just then. Hearing Zhang Yuan's words as soon as she arrived, she assumed Deng Qiuzhi had been praising him and Zhang Yuan was being modest. She found it utterly strange.
Weren't they enemies? Why were they praising each other now?
Deng Qiuzhi's eyelids twitched. Steadying his heart-mind, he looked at Immortal Lord Liujing, Immortal Lord Lingxiang, and Zhang Yuan, who was at the late Celestial Person stage. He knew this battle could no longer continue. With a cold snort, he crossed the great void and left without the slightest hesitation.
That was a mystic wonder just now...
Holding the [Primordial Form-Converging Sword], Zhang Yuan studied the dry soil remaining on its blade and silently worked through his deductions.
[Mountain-Shift Body] was Deng Qiuzhi's second mystic wonder besides [Calamity Mountain Root]. It could neutralize the power of an attack, but could only be used once within a certain period, a considerable limitation.
Without this sneak attack, he would never have known Deng Qiuzhi possessed such a mystic wonder. Just like Wenren Shangzhi, he kept his abilities hidden, refusing to use them until a critical moment. Every last one of them was a sly bastard. None were open and aboveboard like Zhang Yuan, whose methods were known to everyone.
It was all that damned [True Lord Ceased Light Punishes Thoughts]'s fault!
After cursing [True Lord Ceased Light Punishes Thoughts] for a while,