Lu Ming moved swiftly. In mere moments, he reached the Nameless Valley, several hundred li east of Chess Mountain.
When Li Chen pursued him into it, an illusion array abruptly appeared around him. Layer upon layer of mist shrouded the ridges, while phantom-like talismans floated thickly in the air, resembling a swarm of fireflies.
He had actually laid a trap here beforehand, ready to ensnare anyone who entered. Those who pursued him nearby would also easily have their senses bewildered, leaving them unable to find his true whereabouts for a time.
This was probably not an ability of the sword dao itself, but talismans from the Other Continent.
Although the array was not impregnable, delaying pursuit for a few moments was enough to create a perfect opportunity for assassination.
"So the dagger finally shows now that the map has unrolled?"
Emboldened by his skill, Li Chen showed not the slightest fear. Instead, he drove his Mechanized Flying Chair straight ahead.
The Mechanized Flying Chair he regularly used had long since been converted into a multifunctional vehicle, with a grade hovering around four-star. Flying with its magic power fully unleashed, it rivaled an outer dao magical treasure. A mechanical Sword Casket was concealed in its backrest, launching blade after blade of hiltless flying swords forged from blood mystic gold. They whistled through rocks and vegetation, like a torrential rain of metal.
Lu Ming formed a sword formula with his fingers. Streaks of golden light condensed into solid forms, blocking the sword blades. But in the blink of an eye, Li Chen swung the longsword Yu Ling had transformed into from his seat on the Flying Chair.
Heavenly King Cloud-Breaking Strike!
Countless sword blades whirled madly, forming a storm of gang edge and sword qi that swept across the entire ridge.
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