The Mirror Legacy

Chapter 513: Battle with Situ Mo (II)

Chapter 513: Battle with Situ Mo (II)

Situ Mo shouted, "Ha!"

Before the words even left his mouth, three golden shields materialized before him while he instantly moved several zhang away, spitting out a small, round red pill. The pill spun once in the air and dissolved into smoke.

"The techniques of the Golden Tang Gate!" Li Yuanjiao sighed as he watched. Situ Mo had not yet had time to feel relief when he felt a cold sensation behind him. A grayish-green serpent dragon materialized, its jaws snapping toward his neck.

Clang!

Li Yuanjiao struck aside the three golden shields, but the serpent dragon was blocked by the light emitted from Situ Mo's dharma robes. Situ Mo quickly formed a hand seal, sending out a burst of golden light that shattered the dragon.

With a venomous tone, he growled, "Some Celestial Moon Slash technique... hardly impressive!"

But before he could even finish speaking, three more streams of silver light darted toward him, gleaming brilliantly like the moon. They spun and danced in the air, weaving through the gaps between his three golden shields, aiming for his upper, middle, and lower body.

Situ Mo was startled, and golden patterns appeared on his hands as he tried to grab the incoming light, but his grasp closed on nothing but air.

The three sword lights moved too swiftly, slipping between his defenses like snakes slithering inside his robes. Unable to cast another spell in time, Situ Mo could do nothing as the sword lights struck his body.

His golden robe once again emitted light, releasing a surge of white mist that dissolved the three sword lights that were aimed at him, forcing Li Yuanjiao to withdraw his attack in vain.

Situ Mo let out a sigh of relief, now drenched in sweat, and spat sarcastically, "Well... well... quite the sword technique!"

At the same time, deep green serpent dragons rose beneath Li Yuanjiao's feet while sword qi churned in his hands. Inwardly, he felt helpless.

I'm afraid I won't be able to take him down... My mastery of the Threefold Moonlight is lacking...agile but not powerful enough. What a pity.

Situ Mo stepped forward, his hand performing seals as he cautiously engaged Li Yuanjiao in back-and-forth attacks. Sword qi and saber qi clashed, producing resounding explosions.

Kongheng, not skilled in offensive techniques, stood nearby, his monk's staff emitting golden light within a one-zhang radius around him. Though he used the golden light to strike at Situ Mo, it merely distracted him for a moment, failing to cause any real harm.

The Golden Tang Gate has been in Xu State for years, once a major power that frequently clashed with Azure Pond... Even though they've declined, their foundation runs deep and they're hard to deal with.

Kongheng knew it wasn't just the Golden Tang Gate—even Situ Mo himself was no easy opponent.

Li Yuanjiao had missed his chance for an overwhelming strike, and with his most powerful sword technique already used, he found himself unable to gain the upper hand.

Sure enough, Situ Mo scattered two of Li Yuanjiao's sword qi with a wave of his hand and sneered.

Situ Mo exhaled deeply. Knowing he had missed his chance, he was not willing to risk further conflict and exhaust himself.

Then, a sudden sense of impending doom gnawed at his heart.

This is not good...

He did not waste time on empty threats, simply raising his hand. In the forest, the formation flags rose from the ground, returning to his grasp as the golden formation vanished.

Golden light surged beneath his feet, and several golden shields floated around him for protection. Tall and imposing, he spoke with a cold, ominous tone.

"We will settle this another time!"

Before his voice had even fully faded away, Situ Mo had transformed into a streak of golden light and flew away at incredible speed, disappearing over the horizon in mere moments.

"Granduncle!" Li Xijun hurried into the formation, calling out twice.

Li Xuanxuan quickly pulled him into an embrace, carefully looking him over before letting out a long breath of relief.

"You nearly scared me to death!"

Li Yuanjiao's face was pale, the glow of the Qingche Sword in his hand dimming as he sealed away the remaining sword intent. The hole in his wrist was large, revealing a glimpse of bone beneath.

Without saying a word, he summoned a stream of water from the nearby pool, filling the wound before placing a hand over it, making it appear fully healed.

Kongheng, knowing this was merely a temporary fix, gently advised, "These wounds cannot be left untreated. Please use some healing pills and medicine to heal it as soon as you can, or it may hinder your future cultivation."

Grateful for Kongheng's help, Li Yuanjiao's expression softened as he responded, "Thank you for saving me, Master Monk."

Meanwhile, Li Xuanxuan, having checked Li Xijun's wounds, rushed to his son's side and carefully examined him. But with Li Yuanjiao's Foundation Establishment Realm cultivation, the elder could not tell how serious the injuries were. He could only mutter anxiously, "Oh dear! Oh dear..."

Li Yuanjiao glanced at him in surprise, the corner of his mouth curving slightly upward for a brief moment, before turning back with a sigh of regret.

"It is a pity... That man had quite the skill. I could not gain the upper hand."

"Second Uncle!"

Li Xijun smiled and pulled out a gleaming golden artifact from his storage pouch, presenting it with both hands as he bowed his head respectfully.

"...That may not be the case."