Spirit Mediumship

"So arrogant?!" "He simply doesn't put us in his eyes at all!" Everyone had grown exhausted from fighting, but upon hearing "Lu Yang's" wild bluster, their energy surged back at once. Facing the impassioned mob, "Lu Yang" did not retreat in the slightest. His eyes were as tranquil as an ancient well. "Heh. 'Don't put you in my eyes'? What right do you have to be in this seat's eyes in the first place?" Inside the spiritual space, Lu Yang covered his face with a sigh. What had possessed him to let the Immortal Fairy sub in for him? Even if there had been no trouble to begin with, this was bound to stir up plenty. But it was too late. He had already handed his body over to the Immortal Fairy. Even if Lu Yang regretted it, there was no chance she would return it until she had played to her heart's content. In the distance, Meng Jingzhou watched Lu Yang spouting arrogant nonsense with shock and suspicion, his heart skipping a beat. *Oh no, did he get beaten stupid?* "Attack!" Luo Wushuang was the first to strike, manipulating the ancient trees of the Luotian Forest. Their roots squirmed like tentacles, bursting from the ground to launch a sneak attack on the Immortal Fairy. The Immortal Fairy had anticipated it. The moment the roots burst forth, she tapped lightly with her toes against the root system and flipped through the air, easily dodging the sneak attack. "Roar—!" Zhong Yi dropped to all fours like a male lion with its mane billowing, unleashing an earth-shattering roar. This was the most authentic Buddhist Lion's Roar, a sonic blast powerful enough to shatter space itself. The Lion's Roar rippled through the air as sound waves coalesced into a male lion, pouncing toward the Immortal Fairy. This was the mark of initial mastery in the Buddhist Lion's Roar, capable of manifesting thirty percent of the true intent of a Buddhist Guardian Lion. "Thousand Li Frozen!" Sun Chuanxian struck as well, his palms coated in a layer of icy film. The moment his fist touched an opponent—human or demon race—they would be turned into an ice sculpture. At the same time, Luo Wushuang urged the ancient tree roots again, restricting the Immortal Fairy's maneuvering room to ensure the Lion's Roar and the ice dragon breath would strike her. "What troublesome roots. Hundred Herb Withering Fist!" the Immortal Fairy muttered impatiently. She threw an utterly terrifying punch. The instant the ancient tree roots touched her fist, they rapidly withered and lost all vitality. Seeing this, Luo Wushuang hurriedly severed his connection to the ancient trees, but he was still a step too late. He felt drained of all strength, as if his power had been completely sapped away. Lacking even the energy to stand, his legs went limp, and he slumped directly to the ground. "What kind of technique is this?!" The moment the Buddhist Guardian Lion formed of sound waves was about to touch the Immortal Fairy, it was as if it had encountered some horrifying entity. It suddenly trembled uncontrollably, unable to maintain its form, before dispersing into the air with a booming crash. Everyone looked bewildered, having no idea what the Immortal Fairy had done. Only Lu Yang, watching from within the spiritual space, could roughly guess the reason: during ancient times, the Immortal Fairy had frequently eaten great demons, and those great demons had etched that fear into their bloodlines. If the Lion's Roar hadn't captured thirty percent of the Guardian Lion's true intent, it might have been fine; but once it brought out that true intent and carried thirty percent of its essence, it had to face the Immortal Fairy's suppression. It was a suppression even more terrifying than that of the Ancient Barbarian bloodline. In the blink of an eye, only Sun Chuanxian remained to face the Immortal Fairy. The others were worried about being collateral damage from Sun Chuanxian's Thousand Li Frozen, so none dared approach. The temperature around Sun Chuanxian plummeted to an excruciating low, drying the air and freezing the ground into solid ice—and that was merely the residual aura radiating from his icy palms. "Holding two pieces of ice makes you think you're impressive?" The Immortal Fairy sneered. Heat suddenly radiated from her, melting the ice across the ground. Her movements were graceful and light, like an ancient divine tree bearing ten suns, as layers of flames surged from beneath the earth, transforming into a sea of fire. "Fusang Tree Fist!" This was another form of Fairy Boxing, which allowed one to treat oneself as a Fusang Tree, radiating flames even more terrifying than those of a Golden Crow. The Immortal Fairy bounded amid the flames with exquisite grace, like an ethereal male immortal. "Such beautiful movements!" "I hear that Supreme Zhutian, Lord of the Demon Empire, entered the Dao through dance. Lu Yang's dancing could probably rival Supreme Zhutian's back when he was at the Nascent Soul stage." "Why are the movements so feminine, though?" The spectators wore bizarre expressions. If Lu Yang's previous battle had displayed supreme masculinity, his movements now were as dainty and feminine as could possibly be. "Maybe he learned it from Daoist Buyu." "Makes sense." Everyone nodded in agreement, accepting this deduction. Submerged in the sea of fire, Sun Chuanxian could not see the Immortal Fairy's position at all. With a mere two punches, she shattered his Thousand Li Frozen. "Together, attack!" With Sun Chuanxian falling into defeat, the crowd was no longer worried about being caught in friendly fire, and they all surged forward to attack at once. The Immortal Fairy's combat skill was exceptionally exquisite, reaching heights Lu Yang could not hope to match. The force behind every punch and kick was measured to perfection, and she could even redirect the attacks of one person against another, having mastered the art of deflecting strength with effortless perfection. The crowd was astonished. Lu Yang, who had been completely suppressed just moments ago, was now miraculously valiant, fighting like an immortal possessed—invincible and unmatched. They could tell Lu Yang's combat prowess had jumped to another level, making him far harder to deal with, which meant they no longer needed to hold back either. "Nascent Soul projection!" Everyone present was a Nascent Soul stage cultivator. If any one of them were pulled out into the outside world, they would be considered a Nascent Soul eccentric, terrifyingly strong. These young masters all possessed aristocratic lineages, and each person's Nascent Soul was distinct: metal, wood, water, fire, earth, ice, lightning, space, physical arts, weapon arts... It was like a contention of a hundred schools of thought, each with its own merits. Lu Yang broke out into a cold sweat on the Immortal Fairy's behalf. The one substituting in the fight was the Immortal Fairy, but the body taking the hits would be his own! "Just a bunch of innately defective Nascent Souls. No matter how many there are, it is futile," the Immortal Fairy said with calm nonchalance, still paying no heed to their Nascent Souls. "Today, this seat shall let you witness my Invincible Nascent Soul!" "Invincible Nascent Soul?" Everyone was utterly baffled. They had never heard of anyone naming their Nascent Soul like that. The crowd could not see the changes taking place inside Lu Yang's body; only Lu Yang himself, as the party involved, knew best. The Immortal Fairy's consciousness entered the dantian and told Lu Yang to sever his connection so she could personally subdue the Invincible Nascent Soul. The instant the connection severed, the Invincible Nascent Soul acted as if facing a mortal foe, turning tail and sprinting away. But how could the Immortal Fairy give it a chance to escape? Grabbing the Invincible Nascent Soul by the calf, she pinned it down in the dantian and started beating it. Even though the Invincible Nascent Soul possessed myriad techniques and was theoretically Lu Yang's strongest state, it stood no chance against the attacks of Lu Yang's second Nascent Soul—the Immortal Nascent Soul. The first Nascent Soul was no match for the second Nascent Soul and surrendered at its feet. "Manifest!" With a soft cry from the Immortal Fairy, a plump, fair Nascent Soul flew out of the dantian, hovering above her head. The Invincible Nascent Soul looked ninety percent like Lu Yang and ten percent like the Immortal Fairy. Back when Lu Yang was cultivating during the Golden Core stage, the Immortal Fairy had helped him cultivate for a period of time, which was why it bore a ten percent resemblance to her. However, anyone who did not know the Immortal Fairy would never be able to tell. "Invincible Nascent Soul, go! Take down their Nascent Souls!"