Under the power of the Fuxi Zither, Wu Yue was naturally restrained. Even if she wasn't restrained, she wouldn't be able to deal with it in her current weak state.
Seeing that the lightning was about to fall, I subconsciously took a step forward, preparing to help Wu Yue deal with the lightning summoned by the Fuxi Zither.
However, at that moment, Lu Zhenyang also took a step forward and blocked in front of me.
I was forced to stop and looked up at Lu Zhenyang angrily.
However, Lu Zhenyang didn't react to my gaze. His gaze was still playful as he said slowly, "Although I don't think highly of these cowards from Mount Longhu, I have an agreement with them. After entering Chiyou's tomb, they will help me obtain Chiyou's inheritance and I will help them bring back the Fuxi Zither Soul.
So, it's better for you to stay at the side and not interfere. "
I took a deep breath and didn't continue to attack.
Lu Zhenyang's cultivation wasn't something I could deal with. Since he had stopped me, I couldn't help Wu Yue at all. She could only rely on herself.
Just as Lu Zhenyang finished speaking, Wu Yue also moved. She raised her hands and waved them like before, but this time, with the movement of her hands, the image of a zither that was enshrouded in white light slowly appeared above Wu Yue's head. The zither's body glowed with a treasured light, and it looked exactly the same as the Fuxi Zither in Daoist Child's hand.
The illusory white light seemed to be very slow, but before the lightning struck, it completely blocked Wu Yue's head. In the next second, the lightning whistled down and collided with the illusory white light. However, there was no movement and it disappeared, as if it had been swallowed by the illusory white light.
Seeing this, I couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief. Although Wu Yue said that she had no chance against the Fuxi Zither, from the looks of the situation, she wasn't completely powerless to protect herself.
As I relaxed, Daoist's eyes narrowed and he blurted out, "As expected of the Zither Soul. It can actually transform into the Fuxi Zither and borrow its power!"
After saying that, he sneered and continued, "I've held the Fuxi Zither for many years, but I've never seen the power of the Fuxi Zither with the Zither Soul. It seems that it didn't disappoint me.
Li Chunxu, take out the zither case! "
Following his order, the expression of the white-haired Li Chunxu instantly changed. He revealed an expression of reluctance, but he did not dare to disobey the Daoist's words. He extended his hand and swiped his wrist, then a pitch-black zither case appeared in his hand.
Seeing this zither case, Wu Yue's face paled. Although I didn't know what this zither case was used for, just looking at Wu Yue's face, I knew that this item would suppress her even more.
I couldn't help but worry again. Because of Lu Zhenyang's obstruction, I couldn't help but turn my head to look at the fatty. At this moment, the formation power within the statues was becoming increasingly obvious. Moreover, I could see that there were six Nine Palaces Great Formations that had been completed.
Compared to before, the fatty's speed had obviously increased a lot. As long as Wuyue could hold on for a while longer, when the fatty finished setting up the formation, we would be able to get rid of Lu Zhenyang and the Taoist priest of Mount Longhu and enter the cave behind us.
Imagination was beautiful, but reality was often unsatisfactory. After Li Chunxu took out the zither case, the Daoist reached out to take it and threw it into the air.
When it was in Li Chunxu's hand, the pitch-black zither case looked no more than half a meter long, but after it was thrown into the air by the Daoist, the zither case quickly expanded. In the end, it grew into the shape of a coffin and stood erect above the Daoist's head.
At the same time, the Daoist closed his eyes and formed a seal in front of his chest. His lips kept moving, obviously activating the zither case.
At this time, Wuyue was still controlling the Fuxi Zither phantom, but he didn't move. He just stared blankly at the huge zither case in the air. I didn't know if he was waiting for the Daoist to make the first move or if he had already given up in despair.
I was burning with anxiety and turned to look at the fatty again. At this time, he seemed to have encountered some trouble. He stopped in front of a statue and pressed his hands on the statue. I didn't know what he was doing.
At this moment, the Daoist suddenly opened his eyes. There seemed to be a divine light in his eyes as he stared at Wuyue and shouted, "Fuxi Zither, return!"
With this shout, the coffin-like zither case above his head suddenly shook. After a while, the lid of the zither case suddenly fell off. Following that, a majestic force crawled out of the zither case like an octopus in the deep sea, waving its pitch-black tentacles and landing on Wuyue's body.
At this time, Wuyue finally moved. Her white and slender fingers stroked the Fuxi Zither phantom, picking and rubbing, sliding and trembling. In an instant, she changed countless movements, so much so that her hands became phantom and couldn't be seen at all.
Following her movements, from within the Fuxi Zither, sounds were gradually emitted, from slow to rapid, at first it was clear and crisp, after a moment, it became the sound of horses galloping. There was no rhyme or reason to it, but it was able to excite the emotions of the people around. Behind her, countless giant hands holding swords appeared, like a thousand-armed Guanyin, confronting the coffin-sized zither case from afar.
The pitch-black tentacles crossed the sky like snakes and landed in front of Wuyue. Wuyue didn't show any weakness. She slashed with her right hand, and the strings of the Fuxi Zither clanged under her hand. She drove the numerous giant arms behind her to meet it.
In terms of cultivation, Wuyue wasn't inferior to the Daoist. The giant hand holding the sword was also very imposing. In fact, in my opinion, it had the power to suppress the pitch-black tentacles. However, the strange thing was that after the two sides came into contact, the pitch-black tentacles were like a soldering iron falling into the snow. They broke countless giant hands and went straight for Wuyue. Wuyue actually didn't have the slightest ability to resist!
No wonder Wuyue looked so desperate earlier. The restraining power of the tentacles didn't give Wuyue a chance to resist at all.
Wuyue's figure retreated continuously, and the movements of her hands became faster and faster. Following her movements, more and more giant hands holding swords appeared. Each giant hand carried the aura of a peak Yang God. They were extremely powerful, but no matter how many there were, they couldn't resist this natural suppression.
The pitch-black tentacles continued to move forward, but their speed had slowed down slightly.
If this continued, Wuyue would definitely have no chance at all.
I became even more anxious and turned to look at the fatty's situation again. At this time, Wuyue and I couldn't do anything. We could only place all our hopes on the fatty.
At this time, the fatty finally moved. As he moved, the power of the formation appeared in the statues again, and the seventh Nine Palace Formation gradually appeared.
Although he had made some progress on his side, I didn't know if it was because I kept turning back to look, but it made Lu Zhenyang suspicious. His eyes were originally focused on Wuyue and the Daoist, but now, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the fatty.
At this time, the power of the formation in the group of statues had reached a shocking level. Although Lu Zhenyang wasn't proficient in formations, he had suffered from the Ten Terminal Formation before. So, with just one glance, he obviously felt that something was wrong. He looked at it in silence for a few seconds, then lifted his foot and walked toward the fatty.
The fatty was our last hope. If Lu Zhenyang saw through us, we really wouldn't have a chance.
At this time, I didn't care if I was Lu Zhenyang's opponent or not. I gritted my teeth and stepped forward, blocking in front of him.
Lu Zhenyang looked at me maliciously, his eyes filled with anger. He didn't say anything and directly waved his right hand. He flew into the air, over my head, and landed on the fatty's side.
I became even more anxious. I gritted my teeth and chased after him again. However, Lu Zhenyang's speed was extremely fast, and I couldn't catch up with him. If he reached the fatty, let alone continuing to set up the formation, I was afraid that the fatty wouldn't be his match at all. He would die here.
Thinking about this, I didn't hesitate anymore. I opened my mouth and took out the Xuanyuan Sword.