The next moment, Zishan Zhenjun suddenly snapped his fingers.
An immortal level killer move activated, and a purple halo rapidly spread across the surrounding area for several thousand steps.
Dragon Lord's figure came to an abrupt halt — he could no longer use teleportation to close in on Zishan Zhenjun.
"So he saw through it? The speed of his reaction is truly fast. A Wisdom Path Gu Immortal really is just as troublesome as always." Dragon Lord stopped his offensive and sighed inwardly.
His body movement killer move was based on the earlier Dragon's Roar.
Anywhere the sound of Dragon's Roar had covered, he could activate his killer move and teleport there.
Of course, this had a limited duration.
Zishan Zhenjun saw through this point and quickly employed Wisdom Path methods to simulate the effects of a Sound Path technique, purifying the surrounding environment.
Dragon Lord's body movement technique lost its effectiveness as a result.
"Since that's the case, then let's try this move." Dragon Lord hovered in the air, his mouth slightly open.
Two of his teeth suddenly fell out, grew upon exposure to the wind, and rapidly enlarged.
In the blink of an eye, the two teeth transformed into snow-white dragon fangs curved like sabers.
Dragon Lord took a deep breath, brewed for a few breaths' time, then suddenly activated his immortal level killer move — Revolving Dragon Fangs.
The two snow-white dragon fangs shot forward at tremendous speed, far exceeding Zishan Zhenjun's own velocity, and quickly caught up to him.
The dragon fangs circled like sabers around Zishan Zhenjun, and with each slash, they carved out a burst of blinding exotic light from his body.
"You want to use this move to pin me down?"
"Dragon fangs are solid entities, different from ordinary killer moves."
Zishan Zhenjun immediately felt the pressure intensify.
The destructive power of the dragon fang slashes was no small matter. Zishan Zhenjun quickly realized that he needed to break free from this immortal level killer move as soon as possible.
"Lord Zishan has already employed his old techniques, but he's still gradually being pushed into a disadvantage by Dragon Lord." Ying Wuxie flew through the air while watching the battle between Zishan Zhenjun and Dragon Lord.
His vantage point was excellent — in such a complex combat environment, he could actually witness two Eighth Transformation Gu Immortals clashing.
So far, both sides were still probing.
It was clear that Dragon Lord held the advantage over Zishan Zhenjun.
In terms of combat strength, Dragon Lord could rival Bo Qing, while Zishan Zhenjun was naturally a notch below. Although the latter was already at the peak among Eighth Transformation combatants...
"Lord Zishan's strength will continuously diminish, because he must constantly activate his immortal level killer moves to create defective Pure Dream Reality Seeker Bodies and open pathways through the dreamland. This process requires him to constantly split off portions of his soul, which is excruciatingly painful..."
Ying Wuxie watched with growing worry.
Zishan Zhenjun was already no match for Dragon Lord, and now he also had to continuously create Pure Dream Reality Seeker Bodies. Once Dragon Lord figured out all of Zishan Zhenjun's methods, that would be the moment of Zishan Zhenjun's defeat.
"Hurry, hurry, hurry!" Ying Wuxie urged himself constantly.
This intelligence, he naturally would not share with Fang Yuan.
Although the two sides needed to cooperate, they hadn't signed any Information Path alliance agreement. Ying Wuxie still did not trust Fang Yuan.
But to sign an alliance — forget about whether the situation allowed it, even if it did, Fang Yuan wouldn't dare sign either.
Both sides actually wanted to cooperate, but neither trusted the other. Yet because of their great enemy, Heaven Court, they had no choice but to draw closer together.
"I found it. To your southeast, there is a light cocoon about to take shape. Go there quickly." At that moment, Fang Yuan's voice transmitted over.
Ying Wuxie glanced in that direction and hesitated.
If he followed Fang Yuan's instructions, he would have to venture deep into the heart of the Southern Border Righteous Path. The number of Southern Border Righteous Path Gu Immortals there was considerable.
Was Fang Yuan truly reliable? Could this be a trap to lure him in?
Ying Wuxie's hesitation was unavoidable.
"If I wanted to harm you, I could have gotten you killed just now." Fang Yuan's voice came again, as if he knew exactly what Ying Wuxie was thinking.
Ying Wuxie had to admit that Fang Yuan was right. But then he thought again: "Perhaps Fang Yuan doesn't want me dead — maybe he wants to capture me alive? To take me prisoner, he would naturally need to set things up. That place might be a Gu formation, or a battlefield killer move..."
But this time, Ying Wuxie shook his head and stopped hesitating.
He wanted to take the gamble.
At this moment, he had no choice but to gamble.
Following Fang Yuan's directions, he shot forward.
Before long, he encountered a Southern Border Righteous Path Gu Immortal.
"I'm in trouble!" Ying Wuxie's heart lurched.
That Southern Border Righteous Path Gu Immortal had also spotted him.
But just as the Gu Immortal was about to charge at Ying Wuxie, his expression suddenly changed. After a moment's hesitation, he wore a peculiar look and deliberately flew away, clearing the path.
"How is this possible?" Ying Wuxie was utterly shocked.
This was already the second time.
Could it be that this person was also one of Fang Yuan's people?
But if that were the case, his expression changes didn't make sense either — they were very strange, as if he was unwilling and somewhat angry...
The more Ying Wuxie thought about it, the more confused he became.
He pressed onward and encountered a third, then a fourth. He came across two more Southern Border Righteous Path Gu Immortals in succession, and both voluntarily retreated.
This was, of course, the result of Fang Yuan's manipulations.