Thinking this, he raised his hand and spread out an ink-wash shield, then cautiously walked toward Yang Lingrui step by step.
"Oh? Is that so? Then I am quite curious—how exactly do you plan to take my life?"
Tap.
Tap.
He drew closer to Yang Lingrui one step at a time, and Yang Lingrui's expression gradually stiffened.
By the time the scholar came within ten feet of Yang Lingrui, he could no longer keep up his pretense of calm. His legs trembled as he retreated several steps, raising his hand to gather wind blades once more.
But at such close range, the scholar would not give him another chance.
One hand maintained the ink-wash round shield while the other rapidly wielded the brush, scattering several drops of ink. In an instant, they transformed into several black sword blades in midair and slashed toward Yang Lingrui.
The Adamantine Talisman had already been used. Yang Lingrui could only activate the Spirit Shield Talisman and use Gale Wind to protect his body, relying on his Profound Iron Soft Armor to endure the blow.
The scholar was a late-stage Seventh Level of Qi Gathering cultivator. Taking this attack would certainly leave him gravely wounded, but that was precisely what Yang Lingrui wanted.
Only at this distance could he be confident enough to trade injury for death!
The high-quality Mountain-Splitting Talisman was activated at that moment. As talismanic light burst forth, Yang Lingrui's body flew backward like a kite with a snapped string.
"So you really had another one. But so what? I'll block however many you bring!"
Seeing that the spell light was still from a Mountain-Splitting Talisman, the scholar confidently prepared to defend himself. But the instant that light struck the round shield, he knew his judgment had been wrong!
It really was