I Have A Dual World Seal

(Chapters 1228, 1229 have been released)

Lu Zheng’s eyes flickered, his Divine Thought spread, then he waved his hand lightly.

Innate Cloud Qi instantly spread, then expanded and contracted, relocating space, and suddenly a young man appeared in the hall’s front courtyard.

At this moment, the young man was grinning fiercely, holding a brown Prayer Beads in one hand, blocking a lightning strike, and wielding a Black Wood Magic Sword with the other, stabbing swiftly down.

However, the Magic Sword, once thrust out, only swept through the air, piercing empty space.

The young man’s eyes tightened, his expression changed drastically, only then did he realize he had changed locations.

In the next moment, the young man looked up and saw everyone in the hall having a meal, all looking at him.

With eyes either angry, indifferent, or amused, but without exception, looking at him as if they were looking at a dead man.

The young man’s heart skipped a beat, his pupils contracted, and he instinctively turned to leave, trying to escape over the wall.

Only...

Leaping with all his might, when he landed again, he found he was still two yards away from the wall.

If he were more attentive, he would have noticed that the spot where his feet landed coincided perfectly with the footprints from just before he jumped.

The young man’s anger and fervor instantly cooled, his limbs tingled, and all his courage left him.

"His magical power is the same style as the one from this morning," Wang Xiaowan said coldly, "not the same sect, then an accomplice."

"Quite bold, someone died this morning, yet another dares to come by night?" Du Huanzhen said with some curiosity.

"Just ask, and you’ll know." Duan Changzai put down his chopsticks, stood up and asked, "Who are you, and what is your relationship with the villain who exterminated the Liu Family in Jiaotian Town, and why do you want to attack Old Master Wang?"

The young man was startled to find himself back in the same place, worried about his possible fate, knowing he’d encountered a truly unbeatable master.

Hearing Duan Changzai’s question, he instinctively replied with a pleading tone, "If I speak, will you let me leave?"

"Hehe..."

Duan Changzai clenched his fist, Martial Dao Blood Qi already enveloped his body.

"Brother Duan, don’t be hasty; this one’s cultivation is even weaker than this morning’s, not worthy of your attention."

Lu Zheng raised his hand, stopping Duan Changzai, then smiled at Yang Caiyi, saying, "Why don’t you ask him Brother Duan’s question?"

Yang Caiyi’s eyes lit up, and she nodded immediately.

"Her?"

Duan Changzai and Du Huanzhen looked at the seemingly young Yang Caiyi, with faces full of disbelief.

In the next moment, Yang Caiyi’s figure leapt lightly, like a water-skimming dragonfly, and like a Fairy stepping on waves, she gracefully slid to the center of the courtyard.

A gentle and agile magical power enveloped her, making her look even more like a little Fairy.

A year ago, she was just a yellow-haired little girl, no trace of her former self was visible.

"Will you speak yourself or let me ’persuade’ you to talk?" Yang Caiyi’s smile suddenly faded away when facing the youth, asking coldly and seriously.

This young man’s murderous nature reminded Yang Caiyi of that wild Daoist.

Looking at the little girl barely in her teens before him, then glancing at the unusual people in the hall, the young man’s eyes focused, without another word, he swung his Magic Sword toward Yang Caiyi’s shoulder.

Though Yang Caiyi’s exhibited cultivation wasn’t weak, he had no retreat now, and must capture Yang Caiyi as a hostage quickly to have a sliver of survival.

With the Black Wood Magic Sword’s tip showing a hint of black light, Yang Caiyi’s figure shifted, her hands hidden in sleeves, launching Flying Sleeves towards the young man’s face.

"Slash!"

The young man slashed horizontally, the Magic Sword aimed at the sleeves, while the sword tip’s black light transformed into a Talisman, detached from the sword’s body, targeting Yang Caiyi’s brow.

Yang Caiyi obviously prepared herself, two strands of Spiritual Qi shot from the sleeves, one colliding with the Spell Seal midair, the other bypassing the Magic Sword, aiming directly at the youth’s Dantian.

The young man turned pale with fear, his Prayer Beads suddenly made a "crack" sound, automatically protecting him, blocking the Spiritual Light, but slightly damaged, one Prayer Bead shattered.

"Little wench! Ruined my Magical Treasure!"

The youth felt heartache, those Prayer Beads being his closest protective treasure, with automatic defense capabilities, albeit with a heavy cost, used for his life-saving, usually activated with preparation.

Unexpectedly broken by a little girl whose Dao Practice seemed inferior to his own.

Yang Caiyi smirked, but her look at the Prayer Beads in the young man’s hand turned stern again.

The Prayer Beads, still nine remaining!

The young man gazed angrily, the Magic Sword swung, three beams of black light shot towards Yang Caiyi in a triangle formation.

Meanwhile, his figure leapt, left hand flipped, a Wooden Doll appeared in his hand, then quickly launched, looping around, aiming at Yang Caiyi’s back.

The Wooden Doll, entirely brown, melted into the night, hard to detect.

However, as the Wooden Doll closed within five feet of Yang Caiyi, it suddenly burst with light, revealing web-like threads, exploding with illumination.

It was Yang Caiyi’s "Thousand Silk Net", using the most energy-efficient method, protecting her all around, and upon contact with the youth’s attack, the Thousand Silk Net instantly intensified, with Yang Caiyi’s power support, easily blocking the Wooden Doll.

At the same time, Yang Caiyi’s graceful Inverted Seven-Star Step easily dodged the three beams of black light.

After all, she was no Martial Artist, keeping a distance was basic finesses and the youth’s magical power wasn’t much above hers.

Seeing the Wooden Doll frustrated, about to be ensnared by the Thousand Silk Net, the youth pinched a Seal Technique with his hand, the Wooden Doll trembled, broke free from the Thousand Silk Net, then turned into a beam of black light, returned to his hand.

Then, the young man couldn’t help but glance at the people in the hall, stepped forward, one hand holding the sword and the other forming a sword finger, intending to approach Yang Caiyi.

After all, even to take Yang Caiyi as a hostage, he must close the distance.

However...

Just as he took a step forward, the Wooden Doll he had retrieved flashed with a green light.

A strand of Spiritual Light bypassed the defense of the Prayer Beads, shooting directly into the young man’s body, the Three Treasures Seal striking unexpectedly, instantly penetrated the youth’s internal magical power flow, attacking his Divine Soul, Tan Zhong, and Dantian simultaneously.

The three paths advancing together, instantly tangled the young man’s inward magical power into a chaotic mess.

"Pfft!"

The young man spat blood instantly, urgently rotating his internal magical power, attempting to calm his breath and dispel the alien Spiritual Qi within him.

Only...

At the moment he spat blood, from the corner of his eye, he saw a pair of sleeves suddenly swirling towards him, lightly sweeping, serpent-like, snatching the Prayer Beads from his left hand.

"Give them back..."

Before the young man finished speaking, just retracted Cloud Sleeves, two streaks of Spiritual Light shot out, quickly piercing his chest.

The young man’s expression shook, spurting another mouthful of blood towards the sky.