Chapter 1246 - 432: Lu Ping'an Battles Patriarch Sima!_2

Lu Ping’an remained silent.

Qi and blood roared within his body, his organs resonated with metallic sounds, and his heart thumped like the drumbeats of gods and demons, invoking the pseudo-divine abilities condensed by the Hundred Refinements Treasure Body Art to push his physical body to the extreme.

Otherwise, in his current state, he knew that defeating Patriarch Sima was impossible.

“What, your Sima Family ambushed the Lu Family Caravan, and I’ve yet to seek an explanation from you on behalf of Bi Lake Mountain, yet you wish to accuse us instead?”

Ling Zixiao spoke up from the side, her calm and indifferent voice carrying an indescribable authority, showing no sign of weakness in the face of this False Core Immortal.

While speaking, one of her hands held a glowing Array Plate, the other formed Gesture Incantations.

“Whoosh whoosh whoosh—”

The ground beneath the Formation trembled as Talismans broke through the soil, arranged in all directions, their energies interweaving, creating a formidable array.

She had spent a great deal of time and effort in her early years studying the art of Talisman Formations, combining them with her own array techniques.

Anticipating the visit from the False Core Patriarch of the Sima Family, she had embedded some Talismans into the underground Formation in advance to prevent the enemy from being on guard when she deployed the Talismans during combat.

“Talisman Formation!?”

“The Talisman Formation art of Lu Changsheng!”

Patriarch Sima and Sima Tai were both startled at the sight of those countless Talismans.

After all, the art of Talisman Formations had no small reputation in the Cultivation World.

And Bi Lake Mountain was also well-known for its mastery of Talisman Formation art.

Now that they witnessed Ling Zixiao deploying such a method, the two were naturally surprised.

“Talisman Formation…”

Lu Lingxiao, having heard his mother discuss the knowledge of Talisman Formations before, guessed that his mother was proficient in it.

“Auntie can use Talisman Formations too?”

Lu Ruyi was somewhat astonished, not knowing that her aunt also possessed her father’s art of Talisman Formations.

“Wind Fire Sky-Screening Great Formation!”

Ling Zixiao’s mind stirred, and three hundred and sixty-five Talismans formed a Formation with the surge of wind and fire, screening off the sky in all directions, enveloping Lu Ping’an, Patriarch Sima, Sima Tai, and the Black Scaled Eagle within.

“It seems that this is how you slew our family’s proud son, using such means. Well then, go to hell for this old Patriarch!”

“Number Three, take action!”

Patriarch Sima, upon seeing this situation, was completely unafraid.

The art of Talisman Formations was indeed astonishing.

But his journey to becoming Sima Tong didn’t involve only virtuous feats.

Moreover, not only was he present, but also Sima Tai, at the Eight Layer of Foundation Building, and a Black Scaled Eagle, a Spiritual Beast of Second Rank Late Stage.

“Mountain Shaking Fist—Thunderclap!”

Lu Ping’an, seeing that the Talisman Formation was complete, didn’t hesitate for a moment. His silver armor surfaced on his body, and his fists radiated golden brilliant light, striking towards Patriarch Sima like thunder and lightning.

Ling Zixiao had already discussed this battle with him earlier.

Now that the Talisman Formation was established and sealed off heaven and earth, the two fighting would be in his favor.

“Number Three, you and the shadow break the Formation!”

Patriarch Sima commanded, his hands forming Gesture Incantations, as a dusky ruler shone with roving light, complex Runes surfacing upon it, exuding tremendous might as they were cast towards Lu Ping’an.

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Simultaneously, from his Storage Ring, a cyan bowl-shaped object hovered above his head, its aura flowing like a coiled tortoise and snake, guarding him.

“Yes, Second Uncle!”

Sima Tai patted his belly, summoning a diamond-shaped Spiritual Artifact and fetched a purple mirror.

This mirror had the ability to break through illusions, geared to find weak points of the Talisman Formation, and thereby shattering the Talisman.

“Still trying to break the Formation?”

Ling Zixiao’s beautiful eyes were clear and spirited, her dignified and elegant posture now imbued with an air of intimidating majesty.

Instantly, Talismans vibrated, stirring the wind and fire like a Wind Fire Flood Dragon, ferociously launching towards Sima Tai and the Black Scaled Eagle, displaying their fearsome form.

“Screech!”

The Black Scaled Eagle let out a mournful cry.

Caught in the Talisman Formation, its large form and lack of magical artifacts rendered it like a stationary target.

Its wings spread wide, attempting to break the Formation, yet they were charred black by the wind and fire.

“Damn it, how does every member of Bi Lake Mountain have so many Second Rank Talismans!”

Sima Tai, through his purple mirror’s reflection, found that Ling Zixiao’s Talismans were of extremely high quality, nearly a hundred of them being Second Rank.

Their energies were so well integrated that they left no room for exploitation, rendering him unable to break through.

“Number Three, hold on for now; her Talismans won’t last long,”

Patriarch Sima remarked, seizing the Black Scaled Eagle back into the Spiritual Pet Bag, speaking to Sima Tai.

He too realized the might of this Talisman Formation was not simple.

“But depending on external objects, I want to see how many Talismans you have!”

Patriarch Sima glanced at Ling Zixiao and snorted coldly.

Then, he continued to look at Lu Ping’an, saying, “If you had Magical Treasures by your side, it might be difficult for me to slay you today.”

“But with bare hands and relying on just your Physical Body, you seek to forcefully confront the Magic Artifact of this old Patriarch, it’s simply courting death!”

With those words, the Leveling Ruler shone with Spiritual Light, its might surging as it continuously smashed towards Lu Ping’an.

At the same time, his hands ceaselessly formed Gesture Incantations, sending wave after wave of soul-shaking darkness towards Lu Ping’an.

“Open Mountain, Overturn River, Wind and Thunder, Thunderclap!”

Lu Ping’an’s expression unchanged, his spine undulated like an Azure Dragon, his body shining brightly, every cell bursting with violent energy, causing his veins to swell prominently.

This was his first time fighting with such full force, using this battle to test his own strength.

“Boom boom boom!”

Lu Ping’an’s fists and feet moved, simple movements felt like the attack of thousands of troops and horses combined.

Yet no matter how fierce his offense, Patriarch Sima’s Leveling Ruler remained like a timeless divine peak before him, too difficult to surpass.

However, facing Lu Ping’an’s onslaught, even Patriarch Sima was inwardly shaken.

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