C343 Which Daolord Are You
C343 Which Daolord Are You
When the phantom image entered this place, it suddenly looked around and trembled. "You're just a Core Formation brat, how could you have such a huge Divine Sense?"
How vast was Lu Yu's Divine Sense?
Back in Lu Yu's previous life, when he had the residual soul of the Heavenly Emperor of Supreme Heaven, a great battle had broken out here.
Both parties commanded the power of their souls and fought against each other. If it was an ordinary person's sea of consciousness, it would have collapsed long ago.
At the edge of the sea of consciousness, there were also many inscriptions. The sound of chanting spread out from all directions.
"Laws of Confucianism?" The phantom cried out in alarm.
Only Daolord could master the Law.
How could a Core Formation warrior master the Laws?
In his mind, a dazzling golden core appeared. It was emitting an endless golden light, and it was shining like a sun.
On top of the golden core, nine dragons coiled around it, and they looked extremely lifelike.
The illusionary figure squinted his eyes. He could sense a dangerous aura coming from the golden core.
These dangers could even threaten his life.
"Have you seen enough?" Lu Yu's voice suddenly came from behind the shadow.
The shadow suddenly came back to his senses, turned around and said solemnly, "Slave, hand over your physical body control. If you submit to me, I will give you double your strength."
Lu Yu said faintly, "Up until now, you still can't see the situation clearly."
"What nonsense are you talking about? Hand over your soul!" The shadowy figure suddenly smiled hideously. Countless blood threads flew out from his body and lunged at Lu Yu.
Lu Yu's eyes gradually became cold.
What Lu Yu appeared in his sea of consciousness was the soul.
Although it wasn't its peak state, Daolord's soul was not something this Blood Corpse could threaten.
"I need just enough Spiritual Energy to improve my cultivation level. You have come at the right time." Behind Lu Yu, a ferocious shadow of the Underworld God suddenly appeared.
If one looked closely, one would find that the shadow of the God of Death was staring at him.
Strange and mottled patterns appeared on the body of the ferocious ghost. In fact, there were even nine black dragons coiled around the body of the God of Death.
A huge black circle of light appeared behind Lu Yu.
Inscription appeared on the circle of light, slowly rotating. Just a glance at it was enough to make one feel dizzy.
"18 Laws... Impossible!" The phantom felt that something was wrong. It shouted and prepared to escape.
Lu Yu reached out his hand and said lightly, "Black Dragon Claw!"
Buzz!
The shadow was suddenly stopped in midair. A huge black hand descended from the sky and pressed on the back of the shadow.
"Who the hell are you!" The shadow screamed.
He was unwilling to be dragged away just like that. Suddenly, a cloud of blood mist exploded around his body.
As the blood mist lingered around his body, the shadow seemed to have become incomparably huge, as if it was going to push Lu Yu's true qi Palm to escape from the sky in the next moment.
"Freeze!"
Lu Yu shouted coldly. It was as if there was a law surrounding the shadow, and it was only restricting the shadow.
"Diction of law... Which Daolord are you?"
The shadow finally panicked and began to struggle with all his might.
However, the more he struggled, the more his blood and Qi dispersed.
If it was outside, it might be able to kill Lu Yu with its full strength.
Unfortunately, he was delusional enough to seize Lu Yu's body and enter his sea of consciousness by himself. This was courting death.
"Don't kill me! I'll give you all the power of the Blood Core, and I know where the western paradise of Buddhism is located. Please let me go!" The shadow started to beg.
Lu Yu shook his head and pressed a hand on the forehead of the shadow.
Puff!
A dull sound was heard and the phantom suddenly became stiff. After that, it gradually became blurry and finally disappeared.