Mortal: Copying the entry, reborn as Linghu Patriarch

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Previously, Linghu Qing had dabbled in a formation.

On a sudden inspiration, he combined the spatial properties of the ancient ethereal bamboo with a teleportation array to create a brand-new secret technique.

Spatial Sword Formation.

Linghu Qing stood at the forefront of the allied forces.

Thousands of miles away.

Above the righteous territory, the colossal sword that he had just moved crashed down.

Boom—

A deafening explosion resounded throughout the heavens and earth, causing the ground to tremble violently.

The righteous Nascent Soul cultivators all turned around, looking at the towering explosion and flames behind them, their eyes filled with shock.

Only Master Zhiyang narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at Linghu Qing in front of him, a solemn expression quietly growing within him.

The eyes of the many allied cultivators were filled with shock.

"Isn't this Fellow Daoist Linghu? He's become so strong!"

"It was well hidden."

"You may not know, but Fellow Daoist Linghu is already the leader of the allied forces on the demonic battlefield and serves as the vice leader."

"Fellow Daoist Linghu, it's been a long time."

The surrounding Nascent Soul cultivators from the Allied Forces gathered around, their eyes burning with fervor and their expressions filled with awe.

The way everyone looked at Linghu Qing completely changed.

Some people had heard about what happened on the battlefield of demonic cultivation, but had never seen the methods used. Today, witnessing the miracle with their own eyes, they were filled with shock and gratitude.

Even people I've met.

They all stared wide-eyed.

The spatial teleportation and instantaneous disappearance of the giant sword techniques displayed today are not those of the Fellow Daoist Linghu they remember.

Just how many tricks does he still have up his sleeve?

"Linghu...the Vice Alliance Leader?"

Cheng Tiankun stood frozen in place, his back already soaked in cold sweat, still shaken.

Only now did he realize who had saved him.

"Thank you so much, Vice Alliance Leader, for saving my life!"

"No need to be polite, everyone. Let's fight first."

Linghu Qing slowly turned around.

He raised his eyes and met the gaze of the Venerable Zhiyang across from him.

Ruthless and decisive.

Master Zhiyang's eyes don't seem like those of a righteous person, yet they perfectly fit the description of a "righteous person."

hum!

A faint sword hum suddenly arose.

Four cyan flying swords appeared silently behind Master Zhiyang, their sword light sharp and their killing intent hidden.

however.

Master Zhiyang didn't even turn his head, as if he had already sensed it, and grabbed at the air with his backhand.

Five fingers working together.

He wanted to grab the four flying swords with his bare hands and crush and cut them in half on the spot.

Just as his fingertips were about to touch the sword light.

Brush brush!

The four flying swords flickered in space, their light and shadow distorted, and vanished without a trace in an instant.

next second.

The sword light flowed and moved to Linghu Qing's back, hovering silently.

A fierce greed suddenly burst forth in Master Zhiyang's eyes.

Spatial magic artifact.

It would be a terrible waste to let such a rare and precious magic weapon be used by a junior in the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

I've done some calculations, and this item is destined to be mine.

"It's mine!"

He murmured softly, his tone resolute, determined to succeed.

"Tai Zhen Yin Yang Hand Seal"

As soon as he finished speaking, black and white spiritual energy intertwined and swirled, and the Tai Zhen Yin-Yang Hand Seal instantly took shape.

A gigantic black and white hand, obscuring the sky, descended from the void, attempting to suppress Linghu Qing and seize the spatial treasure.

Master Zhiyang still held a deep contempt in his heart.

The opponent's spatial techniques were strange, but ultimately they were only at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

Relying on unorthodox and secret techniques to maneuver in battle, he is not worthy of being on equal footing with a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator like him.

"Get out of the way!"

The expressions of all the allied cultivators changed drastically, and they all retreated rapidly, none daring to confront them head-on.

Past battles have taught them that if they use magical artifacts, the artifacts will shatter.

Running away is the easiest way.

The ground is littered with shattered magical artifacts and ancient remnants, which confirms this.

Without the aid of magical treasures, they would have a hard time defeating cultivators of the same level.

It would be better to preserve our strength and wait and see.

"Fellow Daoist Linghu, retreat immediately!"

Cheng Tiankun stood at the back of the crowd, his heart filled with anxiety.

"Fellow Daoist Cheng, please leave first. There's no need to worry about me."

Linghu Qing looked up.

The black and white giant hand had only ever targeted him.

An immense sense of oppression enveloped me, and murderous intent was omnipresent.

Linghu Qing's mind raced as he quickly weighed the pros and cons.

This was a full-force attack from a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

Its coverage area is extremely wide, and the spatial sword formation cannot move it, so the opponent must have already thought of this.

A dazzling, divine light.

Without restraint, he cannot use this move to fight opponents of higher levels.

The top-tier defensive ancient jade ruyi that I carry with me can withstand this attack, but it will inevitably shatter and be destroyed.

Not cost-effective.

Although the Ku Rong Sword Technique has a greater attack power than the Qing Yuan Sword Technique, if 12 swords are arranged in a sword formation, it might be able to break through this giant hand.

Four handles probably aren't enough right now.

For a time, there was no perfect way to break the deadlock.

Cheng Tiankun looked at Linghu Qing, who stood there silently in thought, his expression hesitant, caught in a dilemma.

Going forward would not be of any help; on the contrary, it would only distract Linghu Qing from protecting him.

Staying here will only make us a burden.

After a moment's hesitation, he gritted his teeth, turned around, and quickly retreated to avoid battle.

The giant black and white hand, carrying immense power, crashed down, its shadow completely enveloping Linghu Qing.

The entire coalition of monks felt a heavy weight on their hearts; everyone clenched their fists nervously, their eyes filled with worry.

"Will the vice leader be alright?"

"This is a full-force attack from a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator! Only figures like Long Han, Feng Bing, and Tianhen the Old Monster could withstand it."

"They're over there!"

Zhiyang turned around before the other party.

Linghu Qing, who had been standing beneath the giant hand, had vanished into thin air.

He teleported to Tai Zhen Qi Xiu's side without anyone noticing, and the four swords formed a sword array around his body, actually using a spatial sword array on himself.

To shift oneself.

A flash of sword light appeared, and a sword thrust straight at the old Taoist priest in front of him, who was also one of the Seven Cultivators of Taizhen.

"How dare you!"

Master Zhiyang's eyes were bloodshot with rage, and he immediately abandoned his offensive and turned to return to his aid.

If even one of the Seven Masters of Taizhen is missing, the great formation will collapse.

The Taoist priest who was targeted was greatly shocked and panicked.

But he was resolute and knew that if the formation broke, the entire army would be defeated. So he hardened his heart and gritted his teeth, refusing to let go.

He continued to channel his spiritual power, holding the ancient treasure tightly to maintain his hold on the trapped formation.

To restrain Long Han and Feng Bing.

But in the next instant, the cyan flying sword spun in mid-air and precisely pierced the most subtle flaw in the formation.

click-

A crisp cracking sound echoed through the sky.

The layers upon layers of binding formations collapsed and shattered inch by inch, and the array patterns in the sky vanished without a trace.

The formation is broken!

The pupils of all seven members of Taizhen shrank suddenly, their faces filled with disbelief.

A storm raged in my heart.

How could this person know the node?

Is he a formation master?

No, his skill in formations is probably the best in Tiannan!

In an instant, he saw through the weak point of the formation and broke through it with a single, precise sword strike.

This level of skill is nothing short of monstrous.

As soon as Master Zhiyang saw the formation shatter, his heart sank, and he knew something was wrong.

next second.

"The most yang will die!"

Having escaped their predicament, Long Han and Feng Bing were filled with pent-up anger, and their dragon and phoenix spiritual powers erupted.

The magnificent dragon and phoenix spiraled upwards, striking the Venerable Master Zhiyang precisely.

Boom!

With a loud bang, Master Zhiyang was caught off guard and was blasted hundreds of feet away by the violent spiritual power, his body staggering and unsteady.

The pent-up frustration and anger from being trapped for so long finally erupted.

Long Han and Feng Bing were filled with fighting spirit, their eyes fixed on Master Zhiyang.

They launched a reckless attack.

"Fellow Daoist Linghu, the two of us can only hold this person off for a quarter of an hour! Quickly eliminate one of the Seven Cultivators of Taizhen!"

"clear!"

Linghu Qing nodded.

The only one the righteous path relies on is Zhiyang, a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

Without him in charge, not counting the Seven True Cultivators, there are only about twenty righteous Nascent Soul cultivators left.

In contrast, the allied forces had an overwhelming number of Nascent Soul cultivators, and the tide of battle had turned.

The seven cultivators of Taizhen were greatly alarmed and decisively abandoned the entanglement, turning around and scattering in all directions to escape.

The seven-person formation is indispensable; if even one person dies, the entire formation is rendered useless.

Training a qualified array cultivator again would be extremely costly.

The only way to preserve our strength right now is to retreat.

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