Murong Liao calmed himself down and carefully sensed the spiritual power fluctuations in Li Luo's body. He discovered that the other party was only in the early stage of the Returning Void Realm.
At the same realm as him, Murong Liao's expression immediately turned cold.
Li Luo was only in his teens. His combat experience was definitely not as good as his own.
He must have just broken through to the Returning Void Realm not long ago.
If he didn't kill Li Luo here today.
With his terrifying talents, he would definitely become a great enemy of his Nanyun Kingdom in the future.
Thinking of this, Murong Liao instantly attacked Li Luo.
Terrifying momentum rolled out, shaking the heavens.
"Be careful!"
Seeing Murong Liao suddenly make a move and rush at him fiercely, Li Beixiong's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly warned Li Luo.
Li Luo just stood there with his hands behind his back, his expression calm, a strange smile lingering at the corners of his mouth.
Just as Murong Liao was about to strike.
"Boom!"
A terrifying silver spear suddenly shot out, striking at Murong Liao.
Murong Liao was shocked. He swung his fist and punched out a terrifying ink-colored spiritual power that suppressed everything. It formed into a huge, illusory dragon head that deflected the suddenly attacking silver spear.
He also took a step back, maintaining a certain distance from Li Luo again.
"Who is it?!"
Murong Liao's expression was ugly as he looked around Li Luo. A sense of crisis arose in his heart.
"Buzz..."
Just after Murong Liao's words fell, a huge spiritual power fluctuation appeared next to Li Luo.
Soon after, an aura of terrifying might gradually emerged.
The silver spear that was deflected by Murong Liao was grasped by this emerging figure.
"You're gutsy!"
"To dare sneak attack the young master!"
The emerging figure was shrouded in a massive aura.
An extremely astonishing aura of the spear, almost substantial, tore apart the thin clouds around it.
"Senior Luo Yi!"
Seeing this figure, Li Beixiong was immediately overjoyed, then burst out laughing loudly.
With Senior Luo Yi and his own presence, Murong Liao would undoubtedly be defeated today!
"Another powerful Returning Void Realm expert!!"
"How is this possible?!"
Seeing Luo Yi, Murong Liao's expression became extremely ugly. He couldn't believe it and cried out involuntarily.
A feeling of powerlessness arose in his heart.
Li Luo looked at Murong Liao's expression and smiled slightly.
If he had Zhao Decheng, Bai Wuchang and Tudi Gong make a move together, Murong Liao would probably despair!
But he did not intend to expose those three.
After all, this great battle had already attracted quite a bit of attention.
Besides, to deal with Murong Liao, Luo Yi alone was enough, using an ox knife to kill a chicken was unnecessary.
"Murong Liao, your opponent is not this young master."
"Luo Yi, send General Murong on his way!"
Li Luo judged Murong Liao to his death from his high vantage point.
"Yes, Young Master!"
Luo Yi respectfully cupped his fists, then turned to look at the iron-blue faced Murong Liao. A massive aura gushed out from within his body, blowing his clothes to flutter wildly.
"Whoosh!"
"To dare make a move against the young master, you're tired of living!"
"Make your move, I won't say I didn't give you a chance!"
A flash of anger appeared on Luo Yi's face as he pointed his spear at Murong Liao and spoke coldly.
Murong Liao immediately became vigilant, while also feeling puzzled.
Where did this powerful Returning Void Realm expert pop out from?
How come he had never heard of him before?
Also, how could such a powerful expert become subservient to Li Luo?!
Countless questions flashed through Murong Liao's mind rapidly. Then he earnestly said to Luo Yi:
"Fellow Daoist, with your cultivation level, no matter where you go, people will treat you as an esteemed guest. Why lower yourself under Beiliang?"
"If you come to my Nanyun Kingdom, His Majesty will certainly treat you as an honored guest, your status will definitely be above mine!"
"Screw off!"
"How could Senior Luo look upon your puny Nanyun?!"
Seeing Murong Liao trying to poach Luo Yi right in front of them, Li Beixiong immediately became anxious.
Li Luo waved his hand, signaling Li Beixiong to not panic. Then he looked at Murong Liao as if he was an idiot.
Luo Yi was a character summoned by his system, how could he betray himself?
Hearing this, Luo Yi let out a cold laugh:
"Are those your final words?"
"Whoosh!"
Just after his words fell, Luo Yi instantly spun the silver spear in his hand and stabbed towards Murong Liao.
The spearhead reflecting light instantly formed a terrifying spiritual vortex that tore apart the air as it slaughtered forth.
"Boom!"
"Humph!"
"Don't think this general will fear you!"
"You're just in the early stage of Returning Void Realm, don't be arrogant!"
Seeing Luo Yi attack, Murong Liao knew he couldn't persuade him. He immediately drew out the longsword at his waist and charged at Luo Yi.
The instant the two clashed.
With the two as the center, terrifying might spread out like ripples in water.
Luo Yi wielded his long spear, the spear shadows were like rain, each containing the fierce killing intent.
The spear came out like a dragon, sweeping across the world.
Facing Luo Yi's terrifying spear technique, Murong Liao was hard pressed.
Ink-colored spiritual power gathered on his sword as he slashed out.
Transforming into countless illusory ink-colored sword shadows to try to suppress Luo Yi's spear technique.
However, Luo Yi also swung his long spear.
The silver spear erupted with dazzling light. Countless illusory silver spears shot out violently.
Like arrows leaving bowstrings, they completely shattered Murong Liao's ink-colored sword shadows, reducing them to specks of light that dispersed between heaven and earth.
Luo Yi's figure shifted as he attacked Murong Liao once more.
The more they fought, the more alarmed Murong Liao became.
The Luo Yi before his eyes looked very young.
But his combat experience was like that of an old general who battled for many years.
His fierce and flawless attacks left Murong Liao hard pressed, seemingly at a disadvantage.
"So this is the battle between powerful Returning Void Realm cultivators..."
Seeing the two exchanging hundreds of moves in just a few breaths, Li Beixiong couldn't help but gasp deeply.
The Great Yuan Realm really wasn't on the same level as the Returning Void Realm!
Li Luo just smiled without commenting, gazing at the two fighting fiercely, his eyes flashing again and again.
At this rate, it wouldn't take long for Murong Liao to fall under Luo Yi's spear.
Although both were at the Returning Void Realm.
But Luo Yi's combat power far surpassed Murong Liao's.
Murong Liao's defeat was just a matter of time.
"Boom..."
"Pfft..."
Murong Liao was swept aside by Luo Yi, the strike hitting his chest.
He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of old blood as his body was blasted away by powerful might.
Fortunately he quickly steadied himself.
"Damn... How is he so strong?!"
Murong Liao wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, unable to figure out why the other party, also at the initial stage of Returning Void Realm, had such formidable strength, almost catching up to mid-stage Returning Void Realm experts.
Murong Liao knew he couldn't continue like this, otherwise he would undoubtedly lose!
Just then, Murong Liao noticed the military spirit condensed from his 200,000 Black Cavalry Army.
Immediately, he gritted his teeth and decided to empower his entire military spirit on himself to obtain a short-term power boost.
"Come!"
Murong Liao summoned with a big wave of his hand. The Battle Dragon Military Spirit, which was entangled with the Beiliang military spirit, struggled free of the Black Dragon Military Spirit's entanglement and obeyed Murong Liao's summon.
However, just as the Battle Dragon Military Spirit was about to fly over.
Li Luo immediately saw through Murong Liao's intention with a glance.
His figure flickered to block the Battle Dragon Military Spirit.
Murong Liao's expression was extremely ugly.
He had forgotten there was still the Returning Void Realm expert Li Luo present. His heart immediately sank.
At the same time, Luo Yi also rushed over with his silver spear.
Left with no choice, Murong Liao could only focus on dealing with Luo Yi.
At this moment, the thought of retreat had already sprouted in his heart...
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
