Not far away, Meng Jingzhou saw the sight and stumbled, nearly getting slashed by the lion demon's sharp claws.
"Holy shit, Lu Yang, you really play wild! You even dare to transform into her?!"
Back when the Immortal Fairy had just revived, Meng Jingzhou and Man Gu had seen what she looked like.
Farther off, Man Gu was greatly astonished. Thinking his devout heart had summoned the descent of an immortal, he fought with even greater ferocity.
"Who did Senior Brother Lu turn into?" Only Tao Yaoye had no idea who the Immortal Fairy was, unable to comprehend how Senior Brother Lu had suddenly changed even his gender.
"Still, she's so cute."
The Jiuying wore a grave expression. It sensed immense danger from Lu Yang—a danger grave enough to take its life.
"This is impossible!"
Unlike those wild mongrels in the dense forest, who was it? It was a direct descendant of the Jiuying clan, at the peak of the late Golden Core stage, an outstanding figure among the demon race at the Golden Core stage. How could it possibly feel threatened by someone at the late Foundation Establishment stage?
And by a fatal threat, at that!
……
The Lu Clan Imitation Fist seemed like a fist technique on the surface, but it was actually a spell for spirit possession.
One group of subjects for the Imitation Fist were those Lu Yang was relatively familiar with and whose strength was comparable to his own—such as the tiger demon he had fought, Meng Jingzhou, or Man Gu.
Transforming this way provided a minor boost to Lu Yang's combat prowess.
The other category of targets were those whose cultivation realms far exceeded his, such as Eldest Senior Sister. Once he transformed into Eldest Senior Sister, he could borrow power from her, comprehensively elevating his combat power.
However, this scenario was uncontrollable.
Lu Yang had previously attempted to transform into Eldest Senior Sister, only for the borrowed power to exceed what his body could endure, causing her strength to knock him straight back to his original form.
Lu Yang guessed that if Eldest Senior Sister lent him slightly less power, he might be able to wield it.
Yet Lu Yang lacked the courage to make such a suggestion to her.
Thus, he generally treated the Eldest Senior Sister Imitation Fist as an Eldest Senior Sister Summoning Art.
While fretting over how to develop the Imitation Fist and borrow strength from the powerful, he had suddenly realized that the strongest immortal of antiquity resided right in his spiritual space.
If the Immortal Fairy were willing to spare a fraction of her power, wouldn't he become stronger?
Facing a crisis today, after discussing it with the Immortal Fairy, he had immediately unleashed a set of Huang Doudou Imitation Fist.
Sure enough, it worked.
Lu Yang moved his limbs and found his body light as a feather and his reflexes as swift as lightning. Every part of his physical structure was practically flawless, without a single defect, allowing him to exert his strength to the utmost.
Moreover, Lu Yang felt that after transforming, the power at his disposal had multiplied dramatically, as though his entire being had undergone a complete rebirth.
"Why does my brain feel a little slow right now?"
Lu Yang hesitated for a moment, sensing that his way of thinking had shifted, but he didn't dwell on it. "Forget it. As long as it makes me stronger, that's enough."
Holding the sword in his right hand, the gleaming blade pointed straight at the Jiuying, the corners of his mouth curling into a confident smile.
"Have you decided how you want to die?"
"Courting death!"
The Jiuying was enraged. It had never been treated with such contempt before. Tilting its head back, it roared toward the sky, emitting shrill infant-like cries that surged like crashing ocean waves, each cresting higher than the last.
"Both of you, attack together!"
It barked orders at the two demon beasts. Knowing how terrifying the Jiuying was and that defying it meant certain death, the two demon beasts dared not disobey and pounced toward Lu Yang simultaneously.
Lu Yang responded calmly, his eyes unruffled like an ancient well.
He stepped forward half a pace, the tip of his toe touching the ground to trace a gentle arc. With a forceful twist of his waist and a flick of his right wrist, the Green Blade Sword traced an elegant semicircle through the air.
"Slash."
The heads of both demon beasts flew five or six meters away as blood spurted violently, their lives ending on the spot.
The Slash Formula: decapitation in a single strike.
*Whoosh—*
A snake head burst through the crimson spray erupting from the two demon beasts' necks, exploiting Lu Yang's blind spot to snap at him.
The snake head bared dagger-like fangs laden with Jiuying venom—a single drop was enough to turn an entire lake into a barren wasteland.
Lu Yang seized the venomous fangs with both hands, utterly unfazed by the poison.
Realizing things had gone awry, the snake head thrashed its neck desperately, attempting to tear free from Lu Yang's grip.
Lu Yang's hands appeared soft and delicate, devoid of power or threat, but in truth they harbored a terrifying, monstrous strength that no late Foundation Establishment cultivator ought to possess, locking onto the fangs like an iron vice.
No matter how the Jiuying struggled, it could not break free.
Lu Yang pushed outward with both arms, forcibly ripping the two fangs clean out, sending the snake head howling in agony.
Taking advantage of the opening, Lu Yang shoved the snake head down and slammed his knee upward; the snake head instantly detonated, blown into mangled pieces!
While Lu Yang was occupied with that one head, the other eight snake heads launched a sneak attack from eight different directions.
Even with godlike abilities, there was no way he could block attacks coming from eight different angles all at once!
"Arhat Fist."
Lu Yang threw a flurry of punches. His expression was filled with compassion, resembling a bodhisattva delivering salvation, lamenting the fate of mankind as Buddhist scriptures resonated with supreme majesty.
The so-called eight-headed offensive posed no threat at all before the Arhat Fist.
Even leaving aside its hair-loss side effects, it was inherently one of the supreme fist techniques of Buddhism, possessing peerless might.
Lu Yang felt that after taking on the Immortal Fairy's appearance, his comprehension of the Arhat Fist had even deepened.
It was as if the Jiuying took eight punches at the exact same moment, sending it hurtling backward through the air.
"Infant Transformation Fire!"
The Jiuying drew upon its trump card, triggering its bloodline power to spew venomous flames from its mouths.
Wherever the Infant Transformation Fire swept, vegetation withered, leaving the earth barren for a century.
The Infant Transformation Fire teemed with lethal poison, second only to True Fire. For a Golden Core cultivator to command such flames was exceedingly rare.
"Three-Flavor True Fire."
Lu Yang countered with True Fire. In an instant, the two flames collided, crackling incessantly.
In merely the blink of an eye, the Three-Flavor True Fire overwhelmed the Infant Transformation Fire, devouring it whole.
"This is impossible! Impossible!" The Jiuying roared in maddened disbelief. It could not accept defeat at the hands of a mere late Foundation Establishment human.
"What kind of sorcery is this?!"
"I already told you, it's the Huang Doudou Fist." Seeing the Jiuying flustered and exasperated, Lu Yang flashed a smug, triumphant smile, looking thoroughly delighted.
Seeing this from not far away, Meng Jingzhou felt something was off.
"Why does Lu Yang look like he's smiling like a complete idiot? Is it just my imagination?"
Lu Yang's smile vanished as he concentrated all the essence, qi, and spirit of his body into the Green Blade Sword, slowly bringing the blade down.
"Break!"
The Jiuying felt as though its entire body had been pinned to the spot, unable to move a muscle. It could only watch helplessly as the Green Blade Sword swept closer and closer, its blade reflected in the serpent's pupils.
The descending strike felt like a setting sun, symbolizing the end of all things.
The Jiuying was cleaved in two. The Golden Core within its body burst, and venomous blood pooled across the ground.
Concerned that the toxic blood would contaminate the dense forest, Lu Yang once again summoned the Three-Flavor True Fire, scorching the Jiuying's flesh and blood until it was reduced to charred cinders.
"Smells so good!"
Lu Yang sniffled, his mouth watering.
"Wait, no, no! The Jiuying is poisonous; it can't be eaten!" Lu Yang suddenly snapped to his senses, realizing his slip.
"Strange, why did I have such a ridiculous thought just now?" Lu Yang felt that it hadn't sounded like his usual way of thinking.
He tried to ponder the issue deeply, but then found it too troublesome and gave up.
"Aiya, Lu Yang, you're totally wasting my body! If you had learned my Health-Preserving Fist technique, you could have killed the Jiuying with a single punch! Why did you have to make it so complicated?" The Immortal Fairy hopped and danced around in the spiritual space.
"Is that so?" Lu Yang felt the Immortal Fairy's words sounded reasonable, yet somehow felt that something wasn't quite right.
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