Knife shadows turned into countless afterimages, nearly invisible to the naked eye.
The entire space seemed like tofu, cracking open before everyoneâs eyes.
And around Yu Chengkong, the knife shadows began to envelope him.
Yet Yu Chengkong did not appear tense, but rather stood proudly in place.
Behind him, his black wings gently flapped once.
The entire space unexpectedly solidified effortlessly.
All the knife shadows, including Wang Yang, were imprisoned in place.
"Comparing speed with our Feather Clan?" Yu Chengkong chuckled lightly.
As his words fell, the crowd had not even seen his movements.
Wang Yangâs screams then rang out.
His body fell from the sky, a large bloody hole gaping in his chest.
"Wang Brother," Shi Yuyan exclaimed.
"Letâs save his life first," Lu Ze took a pill from the Storage Ring and placed it in Wang Yangâs mouth.
Upon ingestion, a blast of cold air drifted away.
Wang Yangâs entire body was bound by ice.
"Wang Yang brother, are you alright?" Shi Yuyan asked worriedly.
"I used the Ice Heart Pill to temporarily freeze him, he wonât die for the time being," Lu Ze shook his head and replied.
"Iâll save him later, he should be fine."
After Lu Ze finished speaking, he stepped forward and looked up directly at Yu Chengkong.
"The reason we killed your Feather Clan people just now was also because your clan members blocked our way up the mountain.
They were at fault first," Lu Ze said indifferently.
"I donât really want to argue about this, since you are so proud, I would like to ask for your instruction."
"Iâd be happy to oblige," Yu Chengkong said nonchalantly with a smile.
A strong aura burst forth from Lu Zeâs body.
This aura directly crushed the surrounding space.
Lu Zeâs body was enveloped by Immortal Qi, his blood flowing backwards, as if a true Immortal had descended.
His figure, majestic and awe-inspiring.
Seeing this, Yu Chengkongâs originally disdainful expression finally became more serious.
He had originally thought these were just some disciples from the Immortal Mortal Sect trying to stand out.
He hadnât expected there to be a formidable presence among them.
...
"Arenât you going to step in?" Da Zhi asked Xu Zimei with a smile.
"Some people want to show off, we canât stop them," Xu Zimei shook his head slightly.
It was reasonable and proper for Lu Ze to make a move in this matter, Xu Zimei couldnât always fight the Immortal Mortal Sectâs battles.
The whistling sound of the wind then rose beside their ears.
Lu Ze was seen rushing murderously towards Yu Chengkong.
He wore a purple robe, his sleeves wide enough to embrace everything, his right palm transforming into a blade chopping directly down.
The space in front of him was completely annihilated under his palm.
With a "crack," the space shattered, but Yu Chengkong turned into an afterimage, circumventing the strike.
His wings fluttered behind him, and the space was once again immobilized.
This was one of the advantages of their Feather Clan; once the wings reached a certain level, not only could they fly, but they also served other purposes.
Immobilizing space was one of them.
When Lu Zeâs figure was immobilized, Yu Chengkong stretched his wings fully.
His wing feathers all fell off, floating in the space, turning into thousands of sharp arrows, directing straight towards Lu Ze.
"You think that Brother Lu Ze can handle it?" Shi Jian asked doubtfully.
"Thereâs no need for you to worry about that, Brother Lu Ze is among the top three of the younger generation in our Immortal Mortal Sect," Shi Yuyan responded.
"Such a Talented Disciple, would he help you without any reason? Your relationship must be unusual," Shi Jian inquired.
Hearing Shi Jianâs words, Tan Qingqing stepped forward and explained with a smile, "Sister Yuyan is indeed fortunate. Brother Lu Ze is wholeheartedly devoted to her, and everyone in the Immortal Mortal Sect knows it, but Sister Yuyan still maintains her composure without giving any response."
Tan Qingqingâs words had a hint of jealousy, as naturally, a Talented Disciple like Lu Ze was also an object of their affection. It was only normal to feel upset.
"Sister Tan, donât talk nonsense. My relationship with Brother Lu Ze is just that of ordinary siblings," Shi Yuyan replied, her face slightly embarrassed but still straightforward.
"An âordinary sibling relationship,â do you think Brother Lu Ze would involve himself in the troubles of the Stone Race?" Tan Qingqing retorted.
Shi Yuyan was momentarily speechless, unable to respond.
Although they were indeed just ordinary friends, both knew in their hearts that Lu Ze had feelings for her.
"We of the Stone Race are grateful for everyoneâs generous help, but if you have other intentions, I think itâs unnecessary," Shi Jian suddenly interjected.
"Our Saintess will definitely not sacrifice herself for petty gains. Love is love, no love is no love."
Shi Jianâs meaning was quite simple. If others truly had the capability to save their Stone Race, they were naturally willing to pay a price, as long as it was within reasonable limits.
But if they couldnât save the Stone Race and were just here to muddy the waters and pretend, hoping to make them grateful for nothing, then it was unnecessary.
To Shi Jian, unless the Immortal Mortal Sect intervened, there was still hope.
But if Lu Ze and the others couldnât represent the Immortal Mortal Sect and were just representing themselves, they wouldnât be any help to the Stone Race in its current predicament.
If they were still harboring improper thoughts towards their Saintess in such a situation, it was indeed unnecessary.
"I donât need you to worry about me," Shi Yuyan responded defiantly to Shi Jianâs words.
"Iâm worried youâre resorting to desperate measures out of urgency," Shi Jian replied calmly.
"Why do you talk like this?" Tan Qingqing scoffed from the side.
"We are genuinely trying to help you, and you think weâre wrong? I believe we should never have come here."
"If you are truly here to help us, our Stone Race will naturally treat you as honored guests, and you will be a lifesaver to me, Shi Jian, for life," Shi Jian earnestly said. "But if you have any intentions towards our Saintess, please forgive me for not welcoming you."
Hearing Shi Jianâs words, Shi Yuyan, for some reason, blushed.
Xu Zimei, seeing this scene, couldnât help but smirk.
Shi Jian and Shi Yuyan, a moment ago, were snapping at each other, unable to see eye to eye.
But the next moment, they were secretly concerned about each other.
To say there was no hidden meaning, even he himself wouldnât believe it.
The Immortal Mortal Sect group beside them was so angry that their faces turned pale, yet they had no way to retort.
Brother Lu Ze came here for Shi Yuyan, hoping to win her affection.
And they, naturally, followed him to connect with Lu Ze.
As for whether the Stone Race lives or dies, what does it have to do with them?
This was what Shi Jian disliked, if you had the ability to save the Stone Race, any calculations could be justified.
After all, in this world, interests come first.
Without the ability, yet still harboring ulterior motives, that was somewhat excessive.
"Hey, do you like that Shi Yuyan?" Xu Zimei gently patted Shi Jianâs shoulder and chuckled softly.
Shi Jianâs body stiffened immediately, and he hurriedly responded in a flustered manner, "What are you talking about? She, sheâs my lifelong rival. How could I possibly like her?"