The ancestor of the Mountain Sword Sect had already been folded into a civilization treasure, so it was impossible for the mud blade to draw him out again. Even if the ancestor of the Mountain Sword Sect was saved and recovered, it would not be able to do it.
Unless the ancestor of the Mountain Sword Sect was caught and covered in cement again.
No talent was invincible.
The stronger the talent, the more restrictions there were.
The inheritance of the Mud Kingdom also had its restrictions. Otherwise, anything that was touched by the cement would be drawn out. The Mud Kingdom would have been invincible long ago. If it couldn't beat it, it would run away and hide in a corner to draw the enemy's image.
The Mud Kingdom did not have this ability.
Therefore, from the beginning, the mud blade let Lu Yin save it.
It was to prepare a trap for Lu Yin.
A trap specially designed to deal with teleportation.
It hoped that Lu Yin could save the ancestor of the Mountain Sword Sect at that time, but it could not be saved too easily. If it was fake, Lu Yin would be vigilant.
Lu Yin had to think of a way to save the ancestor of the Mountain Sword Sect, forcing the ancestor of the Mountain Sword Sect to be folded into a civilization treasure, waiting for the moment to be saved.
Therefore, even if the ancestor of the Mountain Sword Sect did not avoid Lu Yin, Lu Yin would be wary of the mud blade's talent and would not be touched by the cement.
In a battle of life and death, it was a battle of strength and brains.
The mud blade was not stupid. It set up traps step by step.
Although Lu Yin was young, his battle experience and knowledge of the Mud Kingdom gave him the possibility to deal with it.
In the end, he saved the ancestor of the Mountain Sword Sect.
Looking at the mud blade, Lu Yin did not say anything.
He directly teleported with the ancestor of the Mountain Sword Sect.
Let's get away from the mud blade first.
The mud blade was angry. It did not know that Lu Yin had seen through it from the beginning.
It only thought that Lu Yin had used karma to plot against it at the critical moment.
Using its own strength to stop its slash.
It was not willing. It was not willing.
Lu Yin teleported again and again. After five consecutive teleportations, he left the mud blade's attack range.
"Senior, how are you?
Junior will send you to Mount Supreme to recuperate. There are also eternal life realm experts there to help you heal. "Just as he was about to do so, he was stopped by the ancestor of the Mountain Sword Sect.
The ancestor of the Mountain Sword Sect had lost his arms and could only rely on Lu Yin. He said in a hoarse voice, "Run. Don't worry about me. You can't run with me."
"Senior, we've already escaped..."
"No."
The ancestor of the Mountain Sword Sect looked at Lu Yin vaguely and said urgently, "I have its power in my body. Run, run!"
"Who?"
Before he could finish speaking, the heavens were overturned, and a suffocating pressure suddenly descended. Lu Yin looked past the Mountain Sword Sect's ancestor and into the distance.
At some point in time, a huge kingdom of muddy water had appeared, the largest one he had ever seen.
Far surpassed the mud blade's.
If Clay Blade's muddy water country was a city, then this muddy water country was a star.
As far as his eyes could see, there seemed to be a pair of eyes within the Mudwater Kingdom that met his gaze.
With a bang, the Mirrorlight Technique shattered, and Lu Yin retreated several steps in shock. Not good, it's the Nibbie Lok! A single glance was enough to shatter the Mirrorlight Technique. He grabbed the Mountain Sword Sect's ancestor and teleported away. Even though the Mirrorlight Technique had been shattered, his Celestial Eye could still see a distance that was equivalent to twenty years of traveling at the speed of an Eternal Realm cultivator.
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At this moment, he recalled what Old Ancestor Shan had said. Teleportation was not invincible. When faced with certain existences, one could not even escape.
He couldn't escape. At this moment, he knew that he couldn't escape.
The paper was like a soul-sucking rope. It was getting closer.
Lu Yin's face went pale. How much did the Mountain Sword Sect pay to deal with someone who wasn't even in the Eternal Realm?
Not only did the mud blade attack, but they also lured Lu Lu over. They didn't care about the outcome of the battle; they only cared about themselves.
Just as the paper was about to fall, a voice came from afar. "Haha, you owe me a life, kid."
Lu Yin looked over. Haha, old man?
Whoosh.
Within the universe, heaven and earth were split into two, and a long river appeared. Lu Yin's pupils shrank; was that the River of Time?
One, two, three … He didn't know how many Rivers of Time gushed out from different directions, like water dragons crashing down the paper bridge, scattering the papers in all directions.
Lu Yin heaved a sigh of relief. He couldn't care less about what kind of creature the old man was.
Teleportation was very fast, and a single instant was enough. This was considered fast for a normal person, but on this battlefield, every single instant was a luxury. After teleporting several times, a sense of horror followed him like a shadow. He turned around and saw a faintly discernible surging river. Could that be the River of Time?
Before he could see it clearly, two beams of light appeared. Mud blade?
Lu Yin's expression changed. The mud blade slashed at the white sword, blocking Lu Yin's path. He had no choice but to teleport away.
He could escape Lu Lu's range if he went straight, but changing directions was different. He would only move within Lu Lu's range.
"You can't escape. Die." The mud blade slashed at the white sword.
Lu Yin gritted his teeth and kept teleporting. The Mountain Sword Sect's ancestor said, "Let me go, Lu Yin. You can't escape with me."
Lu Yin kept teleporting. The mud blade was using Lu Lu's power to keep up with his teleportation, forcing him to constantly change his destination.
"Child, the human legacy needs you. I'm already old. Let me go and leave."
Lu Yin dodged the attack and teleported away.
"Lu Yin, the big picture is more important," the ancestor shouted.
Lu Yin gritted his teeth. "Many people's lives are gambled. In this area, there's no creature that can remain unscathed. Every species, even fishing civilizations, have to gamble. They have to gamble that they can survive and that they can pass on their legacies. Senior, I've gambled many times."
"What's so important about the big picture? Either you lose, or you don't dare to gamble."
"I'm betting my life on tomorrow. Mere cement can't kill me."
The Mountain Sword Sect's ancestor looked at Lu Yin's resolute gaze and thought back to the first half of his life. He suddenly understood why the human civilization he had led had been defeated. He had been afraid of the destruction of his legacy and the extinction of humanity, so he had retreated time and time again. He had not dared to gamble, which was why he had lost. He had lost in his own universe, and he had also lost in this area.
He would rather sacrifice himself than let Lu Yin gamble, but Lu Yin had not only gambled with his own life, but also with his faith.
The Mountain Sword Sect's ancestor wasn't wrong. If he lost once, his human civilization would be gone. It could only be said that the world had changed, and his luck couldn't suppress destiny.
He looked at Lu Yin's gaze. This child's luck could definitely suppress destiny.
Lu Yin didn't know what the Mountain Sword Sect's ancestor was thinking. He only knew that he couldn't give up on this old man who had sacrificed everything for the human legacy. At this moment, he didn't care about benefits or losses.
The mud blade continued to attack. "How long can you hide?"
"You don't know. We've already won this war, but only one person is helping you. You've been abandoned."
"I'll give you a chance. Join my country of mud, and I won't kill you."
Lu Yin really wanted to send the Mountain Sword Sect's ancestor to Mount Supreme. It would be easier to escape that way, but he could only hope. He didn't have any chance, not even for a moment.
Hearing the mud blade's words, Lu Yin looked back in confusion. Anyone who had the upper hand would try to persuade him to surrender. What kind of species was this? Join cement?
What a joke.
Did he really think he couldn't escape? Lu Yin stared at the mud blade. If it wasn't for Ni Bieluo, he would've already used Crow to control the blade.
However, it was useless. Even if he controlled the blade, he couldn't escape from Ni Bieluo's range.
The difference was too great.
He could only wait for the old man to finish his battle.
Far away, beyond his line of sight, Lu Yin didn't know how the battle between Ni Bieluo and the old man was going.
He didn't think that the old man would be able to fight Ni Bieluo head on. The old man's strength was beyond his expectations. He thought it was on the same level as Da Mao.
Da Mao couldn't fight Ni Bieluo at all.
The unknown was too deep. Generally speaking, shouldn't experts like the old man be taciturn?
He was the most talkative and the most disgusting.
Time continued to pass. As long as the mud blade didn't stop chasing, it meant that Ni Bieluo's range hadn't disappeared.
Not long after, the mud blade suddenly disappeared.
Lu Yin looked back and saw that the mud blade was still there. It didn't chase after him.
Was the battle between the old man and Ni Bieluo over?
Suddenly, Lu Yin felt a chill run down his spine as a strange and terrifying killing intent descended from the heavens. He immediately teleported away, but a trident appeared in front of him and approached him with a cold glint. Lu Yin stared at the trident. Was this Ni Bieluo's weapon?
The Ni Bieluo Trident was an artifact of three civilizations and three Eternal Realms. Lu Yin had never thought that he would face this weapon head-on.
The trident's tip locked onto him, and he couldn't teleport away. Everything around him was pushed aside, and space itself collapsed. At this moment, Lu Yin's mind went blank. There was nothing he could do to resist.
His body was pushed aside, and the Mountain Sword Sect's ancestor rushed forward to crash into the trident.
Lu Yin's pupils shrank as he stared blankly at the trident piercing through the ancestor's body. Blood splattered across space as the void collapsed. The Mountain Sword Sect's ancestor's body suddenly disintegrated, leaving nothing behind. All that was left for Lu Yin was his resolute back.
Without saying anything, he vanished into thin air in an instant.
The trident paused as the river swept over and knocked it aside. The old man's voice rang out, "I was careless, but you're lucky you didn't die."
Lu Yin looked ahead and saw the river of time as well as the trident in the distance.
He hadn't died, but the Mountain Sword Sect's ancestor had. Had he won the gamble with his life, or had he lost the gamble with the ancestor's?
"I'll send you away. Remember, kid, you owe me a life."
Lu Yin clenched his fists, "Wait." He then teleported into the distance, right in front of Mud Blade.
Mud Blade was stunned, not expecting Lu Yin to appear so suddenly.
Lu Yin raised his arm, which was covered in armor, and grabbed a long white blade. His gaze was serene and terrifying. "Send me away."
Time and space flowed, and all Lu Yin saw was gray. He heard the sound of the river, and when he opened his eyes again, there was only Mud Blade and an unfamiliar starry sky.
He and Mud Blade had both been sent away.
Lu Yin didn't know where they were sent, but he knew that he had to avenge the Mountain Sword Sect's ancestor. At the very least, he had to kill Mud Blade.