The Heavens: From Film and Mythology to Conquering Myriad Realms

Mo Juren's true energy surged, and a ball of brownish-red fire condensed on his body.

"go with!"

With a furious shout from Mo Juren, the fireball immediately hurtled towards Lu Yao.

"Radiant Thunder Sword Qi!"

Lu Yao chuckled. Even if the fireball could kill a Grandmaster martial artist, it still posed no threat to him.

Lu Yao will show Mo Juren the difference between a Grandmaster and a Saint through his actions.

Under the shock of Lu Yao's true power, countless spiritual energies of heaven and earth began to converge, and a sword aura flashing with lightning appeared.

"Sword energy? Or magic?!"

Yu Zitong's surprised and uncertain voice rang in Mo Juren's mind once again.

The lightning sword energy instantly cleaved through the fireball, its power undiminished as it charged towards Mo Juren.

"Hurry up and think of something! You won't have an easy time even if I die!"

Mo Juren sensed a deadly threat from the sword energy Lu Yao had condensed, and he immediately became anxious.

"Hmph! In the end, I'll still have to step in."

Yu Zitong snorted coldly and immediately burst out of Mo Juren's body.

Lu Yao's eyes flickered slightly. Seeing Yu Zitong coming at him, he dared not be careless.

Yu Zitong's strength and knowledge far surpass Mo Juren's, and he has also mastered many immortal techniques, so he should not be underestimated.

"Hehehe! No matter how powerful you are, you're still just a mortal. It's an honor for you to die by my hand."

Yu Zitong let out a sinister laugh and transformed into a black shadow, lunging towards Lu Yao.

Yu Zitong's idea was simple: no matter how powerful Lu Yao was, he was not a cultivator after all, so his soul would be weak. As long as he devoured Lu Yao's soul, everything would be over.

"Idiot! The Yata no Kagami!"

Lu Yao smiled faintly, and a jade mirror shimmering with golden-blue light instantly appeared in his hand.

As Lu Yao urged, a cold light shot out from the Yata Mirror, piercing towards Yu Zitong.

"What is this thing?! Ahhhh!"

When Yu Zitong saw the cold light approaching, he felt as if his soul had flown away, and was then scattered by the cold light of the Yata Mirror.

"Old Ghost Yu?"

Mo Juren's face was grim. He tried calling out a few times, but received no response from Yu Zitong.

The Yata Mirror's power is specifically designed to counter souls. It's a shame that Yu Zitong, a mere soul, could still linger in front of Lu Yao. He's practically asking for trouble, like an old man who's tired of living.

"Iron Slave!"

Mo Juren shouted and took out a bell, which he shook rapidly.

As the bell rang, a tall figure suddenly rushed out and attacked Lu Yao.

"You dare to show off a mere Grandmaster puppet?"

When Lu Yao saw Tie Nu charging towards him, he snorted and threw a punch directly at him.

"All ten directions will be annihilated!"

The ten illusory figures merged into one in an instant, transforming into a single fist force under Lu Yao's control.

"boom!"

Upon seeing the powerful force of the punch, Tie Nu neither dodged nor avoided it, but directly met it head-on with both fists.

Mo Juren suddenly retreated, fleeing towards the direction outside the Seven Mysteries Gate.

His plan was to have the Iron Slave cover their retreat while he seized the opportunity to escape.

After sending Tie Nu flying with a single punch, Lu Yao glanced at Mo Juren's fleeing figure, his eyes flickering slightly.

"Shocking disaster!"

Lu Yao's eyes flashed with a cold light, condensing into a terrifying transparent sword, which he thrust directly at Mo Juren.

"Ah! I won't give up!"

Mo Juren sensed the chill behind him and knew that the situation was hopeless and he could not escape. He roared and revealed a face full of unwillingness.

A few breaths later, Mo Juren stopped breathing and collapsed to the ground.

"It was resolved just like that?"

Han Li was incredulous when he saw Lu Yao easily deal with Mo Juren and that strange soul.

In his eyes, Mo Juren was an almost invincible strongman, and he was like a chick in his hands.

Before passing on the Everlasting Spring Skill to Han Li, Mo Juren naturally concealed the accompanying spells.

Therefore, Han Li only knows the cultivation method of Changchun Gong, but not the corresponding spells.

If a cultivator doesn't know magic, then they can only rely on their physical skills to defend themselves.

Although immortal cultivation techniques can enhance physical attributes by boosting spiritual energy during breakthroughs in cultivation levels, they still cannot compare to those of martial artists.

Han Li's skills are only about the same as those of a post-natal martial artist; he would have a hard time even fighting a post-natal martial artist.

That's why Han Li went to learn the martial arts of the Seven Mysteries Sect in the original story.

"Embarking on the path of cultivation is just the beginning. Brother Han, you need to adapt as soon as possible."

Lu Yao shrugged and went straight to Mo Juren's body.

After searching his body for a while, he took out two secret manuals.

Han Li, curious, walked over at that moment.

"Silver Hand? Trash, Everlasting Spring Kung Fu is alright."

The Silver Hand was Mo Juren's signature move, but it was only a grandmaster's secret manual. Lu Yao didn't even bother with it and simply threw it to Han Li.

Han Li quickly caught it and couldn't help but glance at it a few times. Having never come into contact with such a profound martial arts manual before, Han Li was soon attracted by its contents.

"This Silver Hand technique is alright, but it's too ordinary. I'll pass on a more powerful one to you later."

Lu Yao caught a glimpse of Han Li's appearance out of the corner of his eye and couldn't help but speak up.

"Thank you very much, Brother Yao."

Han Li's face immediately lit up with joy, and he thanked Lu Yao with a smile.

In Han Li's mind, Lu Yao was undoubtedly a powerful figure in both martial arts and immortal cultivation, and the martial arts he taught must also be extremely powerful.

Thinking of this, his interest in the Silver Hand manual in his hand greatly diminished.

The other manual in Lu Yao's possession was the Everlasting Spring Technique.

After examining it for a while, Lu Yao discovered that the Everlasting Spring Technique was incomplete, containing only the first nine levels, and could only be cultivated up to the ninth level of Qi Refining.

Furthermore, the Everlasting Spring Technique is considered one of the lowest-ranking cultivation techniques in the cultivation world. Although it is not explicitly stated in the manual, Lu Yao estimates that it is only a low-grade Yellow level technique, a common technique in the cultivation world.

"This is the cultivation technique you practiced, and I'm giving it to you as well."

Lu Yao no longer needed the Qi Refining stage cultivation method at this time, so after memorizing the Everlasting Spring Technique, he handed it over to Han Li.

"Brother Yao, this, this, this is too precious."

Han Li looked at the Everlasting Spring Skill in his hand, somewhat at a loss.

"Just take it when I tell you to, why are you making so many excuses?"

Lu Yao waved his hand impatiently, stood up, and took the bell to Tie Nu.

"Brother Yao, why are you so good to me?"

Looking at Lu Yao's figure, Han Li opened his mouth and asked in a low voice.

"Why? Because I like you and want to invest in you."

Lu Yao paused, narrowed his eyes, and said with a smile.

That's so that Han Li can provide a large amount of pills and high-grade medicinal herbs in the future. This is a mobile medicine storehouse, so we must maintain a good relationship with him.

"I will definitely repay you!"

Han Li was somewhat moved upon hearing this, and his expression immediately became firm.

"Haha, that's enough. Let's take a look at this puppet together."

Lu Yao laughed heartily and beckoned Han Li over.

Once Lu Yao establishes a friendly relationship with Han Li, his plan will succeed.