The Heavens: From Film and Mythology to Conquering Myriad Realms

In the Mongol camp, countless Mongol soldiers gathered and surrounded Möngke's tents completely.

For Mongke, it would be best if this Tantric master could deal with Lu Yao.

Furthermore, Möngke had already deployed a large army to surround the two of them in case of any unforeseen circumstances.

Mongke was very confident at this moment, and he was determined to kill Lu Yao here today.

Meanwhile, the old lama, seeing that he couldn't easily defeat Lu Yao, decided to do his best.

As a successor of Tantric Buddhism, the old lama practiced the supreme Tantric skill, the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill, and then passed it on to Jinlun.

Jinlun was also sent to Mongolia as the national preceptor by the Tantric sect, precisely for the future development of the Tantric sect in Mongolia.

Unfortunately, Jinlun's campaign was unsuccessful, suffering a setback in the Central Plains, forcing the old lama to take personal action.

"Does Your Excellency know that the situation is difficult to change? The Mongol conquest of the Song Dynasty is a foregone conclusion. Why get involved in this mess?"

The old lama wanted to persuade Lu Yao to back down, since they were both experts at the perfected acquired realm, and it would be best not to fight.

Although the old lama was saddened by the death of his disciple Jinlun, Jinlun was not his own son, and the opponent was a master of the same level, so Jinlun was not that important.

"How do you know that the Mongol conquest of the Song Dynasty is a foregone conclusion? As long as Möngke dies here, the Southern Song Dynasty will naturally not fall."

Lu Yao chuckled and turned to look at Meng Ge in the distance.

When Mengge saw Lu Yao glance at him, he immediately had a bad feeling.

"Hmph! You are truly arrogant, actually disregarding my Tantric Buddhism."

The old lama snorted coldly, knowing that Lu Yao was determined to kill Möngke, and stopped trying to persuade him.

The old lama roared, and his red robe tore into pieces, revealing a body of muscular muscles that gleamed with a bronze sheen.

The Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill is a very profound method of internal and external cultivation. Unlike the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill places more emphasis on physical training.

When the Dragon Elephant Prajna Power is cultivated to its perfect state, its power reaches a thousand jin, which is extremely terrifying.

After obtaining the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique, Lu Yao did not use the World Origin to directly learn it.

With Lu Yao's current strength, and with the support of Yin-Yang True Qi, the Great Subduing Demon Fist can reach a force of several hundred jin. It is completely unnecessary to use the Origin of the World just to increase that force by a few hundred jin.

Therefore, Lu Yao has been cultivating the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill by relying on his own talent, and he has only reached the second level so far.

The old lama's Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill was far superior to Jinlun's, reaching a terrifying eleventh level, and he had cultivated it to the point of great success.

"Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm!"

The old lama's true energy surged, almost filling his entire body. When the golden true energy condensed to its extreme, the old lama's figure moved instantly.

The old lama's palm moved swiftly and powerfully, unleashing a palm strike with overwhelming force as it fiercely struck Lu Yao.

Lu Yao dared not be careless. The Longquan sword in his hand was filled with sword energy, and a cold light flashed.

"Breaking Palm Stance!"

A myriad of sword shadows appeared, transforming into several streaks of cold light that slashed towards the old lama's palm, extremely sharp and cunning.

"Buzz!"

The powerful and intense true energy of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill clashed fiercely with the Dugu Sword Qi, producing a sharp sound as the true energy clashed.

The old lama immediately moved, rushing towards Lu Yao, intending to fight him at close range.

Seeing this, Lu Yao channeled his true energy, condensing nine red and blue spheres of true energy in front of him.

"Nine Suns Soaring Through the Sky!"

This martial art is recorded in the Nine Yang Manual. It can condense nine true qi balls, whose internal true qi is extremely hot and explosive, making them highly unstable and extremely lethal.

Nine spheres, leaving afterimages, hurtled rapidly toward the old lama.

"boom!"

Several explosions rang out, and the old lama paused for a moment before charging towards Lu Yao again.

Lu Yao's eyes flickered slightly, realizing that ordinary tricks wouldn't be enough to subdue this old lama.

"Final ceremony!"

Since the old lama wanted to fight him in close combat, Lu Yao did not hesitate and instead slashed at him.

The Longquan sword in Lu Yao's hand was very agile, transforming into several sword lights that enveloped the old lama like a net.

The figures mingled, the old lama was panting heavily, and his face was very pale.

His muscular upper body was covered in countless sword wounds, constantly oozing blood, a truly pitiful sight.

In contrast, Lu Yao, due to his superb agility, was evaded by the old lama without even touching him.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

The old lama looked at Lu Yao and asked with a resentful expression.

The old lama dared to engage in close combat for a reason; his eleventh level of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill meant he was no longer afraid of ordinary swords and spears, making him virtually invulnerable.

With the support of true qi, its defense was at its maximum, but it was still broken through by Dugu's sword qi for the first time.

In fact, the old lama's Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill was already quite powerful. If it weren't for the blessing of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill, those few moves would have cut an ordinary master into several pieces long ago.

"Dugu Nine Swords!"

Lu Yao remained calm, looking at the old lama with a detached expression.

"call!"

Without saying much, the old lama unleashed his inner energy and kicked at Lu Yao.

Lu Yao moved swiftly, dodging the kick, and then his sword energy slashed fiercely towards Lu Yao's ankle.

Feeling the pain in his lower limbs, the old lama knew he was in trouble.

Meanwhile, Mongke, who was watching from the sidelines, also looked rather grim, clearly indicating that his side was at a disadvantage.

One side was in a sorry state, with blood constantly flowing from its wounds, while the other side was calm and collected, showing no signs of injury whatsoever.

"Prepare for a large-scale encirclement and annihilation!"

Möngke, with a fierce expression, gave orders to the general beside him.

“Your martial arts skills are quite impressive; I am indeed no match for you.”

The old lama sighed and said helplessly.

"Great Khan! Our Tantric sect is no match for this man. We have failed to live up to your expectations. Farewell!"

The old lama had no intention of truly serving the Mongols. After shouting at Möngke, he leaped into the air.

In a few flashes, he stepped over the heads of Mongol soldiers and left.

Lu Yao didn't necessarily want to kill this guy, so he ignored the old lama.

"Hmph! You untrustworthy old bastards! I'll settle the score with you when we get back."

When Möngke saw that the old lama had simply run away, he was furious.

However, Möngke was not flustered. He had other Mongol experts protecting him, and he only needed to command the army to kill Lu Yao.

Möngke was not worried at all, but the Mongol experts beside him were very flustered.

They all knew the old lama's strength; even the most powerful one had run away. How could they, who were just there to make up the numbers, be a match for Lu Yao?

But they didn't have the strength of the old lama to leave alone amidst a vast army; they could only grit their teeth and stay by Möngke's side.

"Woo!"

A bugle sounded, and countless Mongol soldiers moved at the command, charging towards Lu Yao.

"ignorance!"

Lu Yao chuckled and took to the air.

"Shoot him down!"

Mongke roared, and countless archers fired rapidly, a deluge of arrows raining down on Lu Yao.

Lu Yao enveloped his entire body in true energy, completely ignoring the incoming arrows.