Mysterious mirror hanging high

"Mysterious Thunder Sword Immortal... Lu Yingzhao!"

Looking at the heroic woman in front of him wearing thunder-patterned armor and with a dark thunder mark on her brow, the Sea-Devouring Demon Lord recognized her first and revealed her identity.

True Lord Fenhai still looked incredulous and frowned, saying:

"Lu Yingzhao, this place's Taixu has been blocked by the [Small Heaven Absolute Formation]. How did you manage to travel through Taixu?"

Then he took another close look at the aura emanating from Lu Yingzhao, and inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief:

"It turns out he's only in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul..."

"Indeed, this young Sword Immortal Lu wasted too long in the Golden Core Stage. He formed his Nascent Soul at the age of over 500, which is only a little over 200 years ago. For him to advance to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul is already incredibly fast!"

The Great True Lord Fenhai, surnamed Huangfu, regained his composure and said with a smile, "Since we parted at the Nascent Soul Ceremony at Tianjin Peak, I, Sword Immortal Lu, have been away from the mortal world for a long time. I never thought we would meet here today."

Lu Yingzhao, clad in armor, glanced at Master Fenhai and said calmly, "Ever since Chang Jingsi ascended to heaven, there are only a few sword cultivators left in the world who can compete with me purely in swordsmanship, regardless of their realm or cultivation level. Li Suxuan is one, and Nangong Fuhua can barely be considered half..."

"Who gave you permission to touch this decent-quality whetstone of mine?"

Nangong Fuhua, who was standing behind Lu Yingzhao, twitched his lips but remained silent.

"Your cultivation level is not high, but your tone is quite arrogant."

The Devouring Sea Demon Lord sneered, "Who knows who is being hunted down by the [Ghost Controlling Sect]'s Nascent Soul True Lord like a stray dog, hiding here and there all day, not daring to show up in the world."

"Lu Yingzhao, aren't you afraid that the Divine Transformation Heavenly Monarch from the [Ghost Controlling Sect] will come here and capture you?"

If Lu Yingzhao was still willing to say a few words to True Lord Fenhai, she would not even bother to pay attention to the ridicule of Demon Lord Tunhai.

Seeing that he was being ignored, the Sea Devouring Demon Lord flew into a rage: "Recently, my junior students have become increasingly rude! I usually address you as Little Sword Immortal Lu, but do you really think you're the second Lu Boxiu?"

The anger of the Devouring Sea Demon Lord was too justified. The further one went on the path, the bigger the gap between the small realms became. The late Nascent Soul stage was almost incomparable to the middle Nascent Soul stage. The so-called sword cultivator who "breaks all laws with one sword" was only said to be able to jump half a small realm to fight the enemy. In the eyes of the Devouring Sea Demon Lord, Lu Yingzhao in front of him might not be able to defeat the injured Nangong Fuhua.

Nangong Fuhua, a swordsman at the peak of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, who was said to be comparable to a great true lord, could only barely remain undefeated against cultivators in the late stage of the Nascent Soul, even at his peak!

"Haha, fellow Daoist Tunhai, calm down."

True Lord Fenhai smiled and waved his hand: "Let's go."

Chang Yin Demon Lord frowned and said, "Fen Hai, you've already taken the benefits, and you're just going to retreat like this?"

True Lord Fenhai shook his head: "The plan has changed. It's pointless."

In his opinion, Lu Yingzhao was a sword cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm. He was also the swordsman champion named by Chang Jingsi, the world's number one sword cultivator, before his ascension. He could barely be considered to have half the combat power of the late Nascent Soul Realm. Together with Nangong Fuhua, the two of them supported each other, and the three True Lords might not be able to defeat him in an hour.

What's more, this young swordsman Lu is suspected to have a treasure that can break the Taixu blockade, so he can't be kept.

The plan to encircle and kill Nangong Fuhua has almost failed, so there is naturally no point in staying here.

Who can cultivate to the late Nascent Soul stage without a sharp eye? The two great demon lords, Tunhai and Changyin, naturally knew that this was impossible and looked helpless.

True Lord Fenhai removed the blockade formation and was about to leave through Taixu, but he found that a layer of purple lightning net had been attached to the outside of the [Xiaotian Jue Formation] at some point, covering the few of them.

"Wait a minute."

At this moment, Lu Yingzhao slowly spoke. Her expression was calm, and the Mysterious Thunder Sword in her hand flashed with lightning. "Does Lu allow you to leave?"

"Lu Yingzhao..."

Even True Lord Fenhai's face darkened at this moment, and he was furious with the armored woman in front of him: "Don't be so shameless..."

Lu Yingzhao's face showed impatience. She seemed to be tired of this endless verbal battle. She just said softly:

"[Supreme]."

The next moment, an invisible wave spread out with her as the center. Several True Lords present suddenly felt that their magic power was stagnant and not flowing smoothly. Their aura dropped significantly, and even their physical bodies seemed to have become much weaker!

"What kind of domain magical power is this?" The Devouring Sea Demon Lord exclaimed in surprise. He felt that his combat power had been greatly weakened, and it would be good if he could exert 50% of it!

At the same time, Lu Yingzhao's aura continued to rise, and was about 50% stronger than before.

Nangong Fuhua, who had been hiding behind Lu Yingzhao, also felt that his combat power had been greatly suppressed. He wondered, "Why does Little Sword Immortal Lu's domain ability seem to not distinguish between friend and foe?"

At the same time, he was secretly shocked. "Weakening the enemy by 50%, while increasing my own strength by another 50%. This back and forth, this increase and decrease, the difference is a full three times! No matter how great the difference in combat power between the middle and late Nascent Soul stage, it can't be a three-fold difference... With such a domain-level magical power, who among the cultivators of the same level can be her opponent? I just wonder how effective this magical power will be against a Divine Transformation cultivator..."

When Lu Yingzhao went to Tiantong Sword Gate to test his sword skills with me, he never used this magical power!

"Be careful, her domain power is powerful, but weakening it to this extent will definitely consume a lot of energy and cannot be sustained for long..." True Lord Fenhai said in a deep voice: "First, consume her magic power..."

But Lu Yingzhao chuckled and raised his hand, and a miniature thunder pool bloomed in his hand. In an instant, bright purple thunder plasma spread between heaven and earth, and the surroundings were instantly filled with a large amount of violent thunder aura.

Fire and thunder have always been of the same origin. True Lord Fenhai was still okay, but the two Demon Lords Tunhai and Changyin were in a much worse situation. Their own magic power had been suppressed by about 10%...

"How is it possible? I have been practicing for so many years, but I have never heard that domain magical powers can be superimposed on each other!" Chang Yin Demon Lord said with a frightened face.

Nangong Fuhua thought to herself, "Could it be that this Thunder Pond is her domain power... then what was the power in the beginning?"

Before he could even think, his eyes were filled with purple arcs of electricity. Even standing behind Lu Yingzhao, he could sense an unparalleled and domineering sword intent emanating from the armored woman before him...

Lu Ying drew his sword!

The sky of the North Sea suddenly split open with a thousand-foot-long lightning mark, and Lu Yingzhao stood in the air stepping on the purple lightning torrent.

As soon as the Xuan Lei Sword was unsheathed, the thunder bead embedded in the hilt illuminated the nine layers of clouds. Billions of thunder snakes surged and roared in the clouds, evaporating the sea water within a thousand miles into misty thunder fog.

When the sword chanted, the thousand-mile thunder and fog suddenly collapsed.

A long sword with natural lightning patterns on it, carrying rolling thunder, stabbed towards the green-skinned, fang-faced monk.

The target of this sword is the Sea Devouring Demon Lord!