Lu Li was not far away from Uncle Li, only 30 miles away.
If it were not for the formation of destruction, Uncle Li and the others would have reached Lu Li in an instant. Then, Uncle Li and Yan Zhen could kill Lu Li in one move.
That being said, there were many formations of destruction within 30 miles which prevented Uncle Li and the others from getting closer. Since Lu Li hadn't moved, Uncle Li and the others were not worried.
Every time Uncle Li attacked, he was able to accurately hit the core of the killing array, easily destroying the array.
If Lu Li didn't move, in the time for half an incense stick to burn, Uncle Li and the others could reach Lu Li and kill him.
Uncle Li and the others didn't pay attention to Lu Li's attempt to sow discord. Uncle Li was not an idiot. He had lived for hundreds of thousands of years. If he could not see through such a simple plan, then he would have lived his life in vain.
He said no more and sped up. At the same time, he told Yan Zhen to be ready to attack at any time.
When Lu Li was closer, Yan Zhen would be able to attack. He didn't want to kill Lu Li, only to stall him and prevent him from running away.
Uncle Li and the others were getting closer but Lu Li didn't move. His mind was filled with all kinds of information.
How large was the Ancient Demons Dead Ground?
How many Inhibition Formations were there?
Too many to count. All the information about the Inhibition Formations was pouring into his mind. He needed time to sort them out.
"Faster, faster, faster!"
Zuo Qiulu and the other supreme warrior from the Divinity were following him. They were getting closer and closer to Lu Li. Both of them were nervous.
They couldn't bear it. Uncle Li and Yan Zhen rushed over and cut Lu Li into pieces.
Thirty miles, 25 miles, 15 miles!
Under normal circumstances, Uncle Li and Yan Zhen would be able to attack. They might even have a chance to hurt Lu Li.
But Uncle Li could tell that Lu Li's eyes were closed so he was not in a hurry. He just told Yan Zhen to be ready.
If Lu Li made any move, Uncle Li would use his move to stall Lu Li.
Last time, Yan Zhen used wind-related Fundamental Principle to trap Lu Li. Lu Li could not move at all.
Yan Zhen planned to use wind-related Fundamental Principle to stall Lu Li as well.
"Boom, boom, boom ~"
Uncle Li kept on working. When he was six miles away from Lu Li, Uncle Li shouted, "Yan Zhen, do it!"
"Wind, come!"
Yan Zhen immediately roared and waved his hand upwards. Suddenly, the surrounding weather changed and a gale rushed towards Yan Zhen's hand from all directions.
Yan Zhen waved his hand in front of him and the wind immediately materialized, turning into wind dragons that whizzed forward.
Wind was intangible so the formation of destruction was not triggered. Tens of thousands of dragons of wind reached Lu Li at once and entangled him.
Lu Li could not move at all as if he was tied up by tens of thousands of chains.
"Alright!"
Uncle Li, Zuo Qiu Lu and the others shouted almost at the same time. Lu Li was trapped and there were only more than a dozen Destruction Formations ahead of him. As long as they could crack them, Lu Li would be like a fish on the chopping block, at their mercy.
However …
What surprised them was that Lu Li still didn't open his eyes. It was as if he didn't even realize that he was tied up.
His face was as calm as a pond of autumn water, so calm that it made the four of them nervous.
Boom!
Uncle Li was stunned for a moment. Then he paid no more attention to Lu Li. He sped up. When he cracked seven or eight more formations, he would be a mile closer to Lu Li.
He could easily attack Lu Li with his iron rod and smash Lu Li's head in one hit.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
As the Destruction Formations were cracked one by one, Zuo Qiu Lu and the others were even more nervous.
Lu Li had created too many miracles. He was like a mountain that suffocated them.
Lu Li's strange behavior made them lose confidence. They were afraid that the cooked duck would fly away.
Five miles!
Uncle Li was only three miles away from Lu Li. As a matter of fact, he could attack Lu Li now. But for the sake of safety, Uncle Li refrained from doing so.
Uncle Li himself was a little nervous. He had a bad feeling, as if something was going to happen.
"Sh * t!"
All of a sudden, Uncle Li's pupils contracted in fear. He swore and was about to explode.
Yan Zhen's eyes were wide open. Zuo Qiu Lu and the other supreme warrior from the Divinity were shocked as well.
Because …
Lu Li had vanished into thin air. There was no sign. There wasn't even any fluctuation in space. Lu Li had vanished into thin air …
The four of them used psychic power to check the surroundings. They had covered an area with a radius of three thousand miles. Still, there was no trace of Lu Li.
They didn't find any clues or traces. Lu Li had vanished into thin air.
"Buzzing ~"
Lu Li was gone, but the small mountain floating above his head was not. The mountain was glowing, emitting five kinds of light: gold, red, green, yellow, blue and black.
Then, the mountain flew up and expanded. When it was three thousand miles high, it had a radius of more than three hundred miles.
"Boom, boom, boom ~"
The mountain pressed down at a horrifying speed, even faster than Uncle Li. There were six kinds of airflows circling around the mountain. There were many runes glistening inside.
A heavy and suffocating energy came from the mountain. Zuo Qiu Lu and Yan Zhen felt their souls were trembling.
"Primordial Spirit!"
Uncle Li and Yan Zhen glanced at each other. Both of them had serious expressions on their faces. The aura of the Six Colored Sacred Mountains gave them a very stifling feeling.
It must be a Primordial Spirit if it could make them feel suffocated, and it must be a powerful Primordial Spirit.
"Buzzing ~"
Uncle Li took out a pagoda and put Zuo Qiu Lu and the other Divinity warrior in.
He knew very well that Zuo Qiu Lu and the other Divinity warrior would not be able to survive the pressure from the mountain. They would be smashed into a pulp.
"Hold on!"
Uncle Li turned the iron rod over and planted it on the ground. The iron rod grew in size and became a huge column.
The pressure from the mountain was strong, but Uncle Li was not worried. His rod was a Primordial Spirit as well.
"Boom!"
The mountain fell on the iron rod. The ground trembled. The iron rod was pushed into the ground. But … the speed of the mountain was slowing down.
The iron rod was still getting thicker. It was not difficult for it to stop the mountain.
"Buzzing ~"
However, the Six Colored Divine Mountain suddenly shone brightly again. Black energy flowed out from the bottom of the mountain and formed long swords. The swords rained down from the sky.
"Uh —"
Uncle Li and Yan Zhen looked at each other, and their expressions turned grave. Yan Zhen's eyes flickered, and he blurted out a question, "Uncle Li, do you feel that this sacred mountain … is like a treasure of the Third Heaven's Emperor Mu?"
"Very similar!"
A green flag appeared in Uncle Li's hands. He threw the flag into the sky, covering the void above their heads. He said, "Mu Thearch's Nine Wonders Mountains have nine colors. This mountain only has six colors. Apart from that, everything else looks very similar.
What's more, the Nine Wonders Mountains are too strong. If it was the Nine Wonders Mountains, we would not be able to stop it. This mountain is too weak … "
Hoo-Hoo!
As Uncle Li spoke, the mountain above them suddenly flashed red. Waves of fire came crashing down. Not only did black swords rain down, but it also rained fire.
"Uh —"