h one strike, it could only cleave through two or three of the ironwood thorns.The faces of the crowd changed. While a few ironwood caltrops weren't very powerful, further away, shadows came crashing...Although the Black Panther puppet was controlled by Lu Xiaofeng's deputy primordial spirit, it was still just a puppet. The real Lu Xiaofeng stood before them. After many years apart, seeing their old friend again, Yan Xiaoyu felt a surge of excitement in her heart. In reality, Yan Xiaoyu and the others only saw a glimmer of spiritual light flickering on Lu Xiaofeng's body, thinking that he was using his magic power to defend against external dangers.

Lu Xia Tian nodded to Yan Xiao Yu across the not-so-wide chasm. He then focused his attention on the canyon before him, which directly separated the undulating mountains opposite from the meadow where he stood.

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His divine consciousness unfurled, only to be bounced back by the starlight in the canyon. Lu Xia Tian flew back and forth along the canyon for a while, discovering that the opposite area was completely enveloped by restrictions, with no other way across except by flying straight through.

"I wonder if this place is always like this, or if it was Ye Qianxun's previous arrangement," Lu Xia Tian thought to himself. The starlight flowed within the canyon, converging into rivers. After surveying the surroundings for a while and finding no other immediate dangers, Lu Xia Tian decided to first bring Mo Yu Yan and the others over before discussing further.

Having merged with the Black Panther puppet, he obtained the Bi Xing Lu. He could now find a place to cultivate for a while.

With such thoughts in mind, Lu Xia Tian's body flickered, transforming into a beam of light and flying across. Due to the valley beneath his feet where starlight flowed like rivers, separating their divine senses, Lu Xia Tian couldn't penetrate those layers of starlight with his eyes alone to see what was inside. Even without an enemy in sight, Lu Xia Tian remained vigilant.

The starship sailed across the starlight canyon with a smooth, silent journey. Lu Xiaotian raised his hand and summoned back the black leopard puppet. After a long separation, his deputy deity returned to his body. As for the considerable amount of Bi Xinglu, it naturally fell into Lu Xiaotian's hands.

Even though Lu XiaTian was accustomed to seeing many magical treasures, when he received the Bi Xing Lu, his heart couldn't help but skip a few beats.

Even though Ye Qianxun's main body had attained supreme cultivation, he had cultivated several lotus avatars in succession, all of which he had raised to the Nascent Soul Realm. Without treasures like Bi Xinglu, it would be impossible for Ye Qianxun to achieve such a level even with the Sword Embryo devouring technique.

“It seems your senior has escaped unharmed. Looks like your senior is quite fortunate.” Mo Yu’yan smiled, her previous worry vanishing entirely.

“I was fortunate enough to get back my life.” Lu XiaTian had no time to chat with a few people. With a wave of his hand, a glow enveloped Mo YuYan, Yan XiaoYu, Lan Xuan and the others. Lu XiaTian carried several people into the air.

Upon returning to fly over the canyon, which had been calm and windless on their previous visit, they now saw a sudden surge of starlight within the canyon's star-strewn depths.

In the star-filled chasm, a multicolored seven-colored whip flashed out, striking towards Lu Xia Tian like lightning. Its speed was astonishingly fast.

Although there had been no sign of danger, Lu Xia Tian did not relax his vigilance. After all, this chasm was a star river that blocked divine senses, how could Lu Xia Tian easily ignore it.

At that moment, Lu Xia Tian reached out with his hand towards the dancing colorful whip. A large hand appeared out of thin air and grasped the colorful whip in his palm.

The owner of the rainbow whip pulled with all his might, but it wouldn't budge. At that moment, Lu Xia Tian let out a cold snort, pointed a finger at the void, and a sword light shot out, disappearing into the river of starlight.

The starlight rippled like water, cleaved by a fierce sword aura as though it were water itself. Within was revealed a golden-armored mantis shrimp, three zhang long. The ferocious whip just now had been but a single tendril of the mantis shrimp's many appendages.

Facing Lu Xiaitian's reverse slash, the seven-colored shrimp's giant claw clamped down with a snap, shattering the sword qi Lu Xiaitian had unleashed.

“What is the origin of this demon” Lu Xiaotian frowned. After a brief exchange, he sensed that this seven-colored demon was not an ordinary opponent. However, he couldn't quite discern its specific cultivation level. This situation was rather uncommon for Lu Xiaotian.

For a moment's hesitation, the seven-colored demonic shrimp sprang up, leaping into the air with a swirl of colorful auspiciousness. Its mouth opened, and a string of dazzlingly colored bubbles came out one after another.

Suddenly, colorful bubbles filled the space around me. Through these bubbles, everything appeared distorted and refracted, nothing looking quite right. It was all twisted and warped, a far cry from its usual appearance.

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Then the Qicai demon flashed, transforming into a face-less woman in alluring palace attire. With a slender finger outstretched, a white silk thread uncoiled like a serpent, winding back and forth between the water bubbles towards Xiaotian's true form.

Lu XiaTian stretched out his hand and slapped the empty space, sending a gust of wild wind swirling in the air. The water bubbles in the void were swept about erratically, shattering quite a few, but the woman in the glamorous palace attire soon spat out even more.

A white thread shot from his palm, like a flying needle, piercing Lu Xiaottian's brow.

Lu Xiaotian did not dodge, directly reaching out with his hand into the void, grabbing at the needle-like white silk.

Abruptly, a bone-chilling coldness swept over from behind.

Lu Xia Tian felt a sense of foreboding, his figure flashed, and a startling chill blade narrowly missed him, almost grazing his body.

“Such a clever tactic,” Lu Xia Tian came back to his senses. The woman had spat out countless bubbles that were colorful and shimmering. Not only did they cause visual confusion for the enemy, but they also provided an excellent cover for the person who was hiding just moments ago.

Fortunately, Lu Xiaotian's divine sense was powerful and he sensed the impending danger first. Otherwise, if it were an ordinary cultivator at the nascent soul stage, they might have fallen victim to the attack in an instant.

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The hidden person vanished once more, and Lu Xia Tian's pressure instantly increased. The opponent was like a sharp sword hanging above his head, capable of striking a fatal blow at any moment.

"The Domain of Illusory Swords!"

Lu Xia Tian let out a low growl, his body wavering within the mountains spanning hundreds of miles. He came and went without a trace. Swords flew in and out throughout the area, appearing and disappearing frequently. This was the result of Lu Xia Tian's recent comprehension of his divine abilities. In these days, he had fused swordsmanship with illusionary divine powers to create this unique technique.

Twelve columns of Xuanhuo and the Fangtian Huaji were consecutively taken away by Ye Qianxun's lotus-shaped clones. The Qihun Soul Monkey and Lihun Soul Eagle chimeras had also been destroyed. With the Zhenya Pagoda unavailable, Lu Xiaoteng's options were relatively limited. In the short term, it was difficult to cultivate powerful divine abilities. So, he grasped some new insights from his existing conditions.

A white thread floated between the mountain bends, it was the magic weapon conjured by the flamboyant woman. Among them, Lu Xiaoxiao's phantom waved a void finger, and a misty flying sword shot out of thin air. Where the flying sword passed, layers of ripples arose.

Lu Xiaitian's eyes showed a hint of contemplation. It seemed that his current understanding and cultivation of this divine ability were far from enough.

Lu Xia Tian shook his head. Now was not the time to be thinking about these things. A flying sword clashed with the white silk thread in the air.

The strands of colored silk shattered and retreated in a series of broken pieces. Just as Lu Xiaoteng was about to deliver the final blow, suddenly, a terrifying sense of danger descended from above.

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