395: Chapter 39 Lu Jin Goes Mad

Meng Li had excellent eyesight; with a single glance from afar, he recognized the person rushing down from the mountain—it was Zhang Zhiwei.

Judging by the direction, Zhang Zhiwei was heading straight for Lu Jin. He had clearly noticed the commotion caused by the other man and hurried over to investigate.

In just a short moment, Zhang Zhiwei arrived before the three of them.

Upon meeting, Lu Linglong, worried for Lu Jin, said, "Old Celestial Master, my great-grandfather, he..."

Before she could finish, Zhang Zhiwei interrupted, "Leave Old Lu to me. You guys go check elsewhere."

After saying that, he continued rushing toward Lu Jin's location.

Lu Linglong immediately looked toward Meng Li, hesitating to speak.

Understanding her intent, Meng Li took the initiative and said, "Let's go take a look."

After speaking, he controlled five Flying Swords to follow Zhang Zhiwei from a distance.

Zhang Zhiwei noticed this and frowned slightly, but said nothing.

As the group approached the scene, they saw Lu Jin with white hair dancing wildly and eyes glowing red. He had clearly lost his sanity, turning into a rampaging humanoid Vicious Beast. He was indiscriminately bombarding everything; a single blast would topple a large swathe of trees, and an explosion would leave a massive crater in the ground. His destructive power was terrifying.

Lu Linglong looked on with a face full of worry.

Zhi Jinhua was inwardly shocked.

Is this the strength of Old Master Lu?

He's practically a human tank!

Meng Li, on the other hand, took out his phone, preparing to record the upcoming legendary scene: 'I killed the Old Celestial Master.'

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In a distant corner, Gao Ning, Shen Chong, Yuan Tao, and Han Dan, who had set the trap, were trembling with fear, even shivering slightly.

They originally thought their carefully laid trap could easily eliminate or even control Lu Jin. They never expected him to choose to break rather than bend, falling directly into a demonic frenzy. In this state, Lu Jin's strength completely exceeded their expectations. In a direct confrontation, all of them combined would likely just be easy prey.

Yuan Tao was very dissatisfied with the situation and complained to Gao Ning, "Is the only way really to wait for him to exhaust his own strength?"

"Uh..." Gao Ning showed a difficult expression. He tried using his ability and spoke truthfully, "I have no other way. He is too deeply immersed in anger and hatred. Even if I wanted to convert him to another emotion, it would take some time. Let's just wait; it's just a matter of time."

Hearing this, Yuan Tao and Shen Chong immediately understood.

The time Gao Ning mentioned certainly wasn't just a brief moment; otherwise, he would have acted directly instead of waiting for Lu Jin to exhaust himself.

The problem was...

"The thing we lack most right now is time."

Yuan Tao pointed out the problem with a headache, then reminded them, "Don't forget, this is Longhu Mountain. At any moment..."

Before he could finish, his expression changed drastically.

Because Zhang Zhiwei had entered the fray without the slightest concealment!

As soon as he entered, Zhang Zhiwei sensed an invisible force trying to stir his emotions. Although the effect was negligible, it was definitely there. Combined with Lu Jin's current state, he immediately understood the situation. He turned to Meng Li and the other two behind him and said, "The Eternal Enlightenment Monk's methods are active on the field. Stay far away."

The Eternal Enlightenment Monk was the 'Thunder Smoke Cannon,' Gao Ning, one of the Four Madmen of the All-Quiet Sect.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Zhiwei acted boldly.

This was because the frenzied Lu Jin had noticed their arrival and launched an attack at the nearest person, Zhang Zhiwei.

After a few simple exchanges using physical techniques, Zhang Zhiwei easily repelled Lu Jin.

Even though it was just a clash of physical techniques, the battle still erupted with power that could not be underestimated. The aftershocks scattered, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Yuan Tao and the others were inevitably affected, triggering the Chiwen Dharma Bead's automatic protection mechanism.

A blue light shield emerged, protecting them while simultaneously exposing their location.

In the air not far away, seeing the aftershocks approaching, Meng Li proactively activated the protective shield of the Liu Mai Sword Box and expanded its range to cover Zhi Jinhua and Lu Linglong. The aftershocks struck the white light shield, causing only a few ripples before instantly calming down.

As the dust cleared, Zhang Zhiwei gave a grand wave of his hand.

A Golden Light Mantra cultivated to a profound level was cast instantly, transforming into countless golden ropes of light. They intricately connected to a large area of surrounding trees and then swarmed toward Lu Jin like snakes, binding his torso and limbs respectively. Then, they tightened together, pinning him against a large tree behind him.

Seeing himself trapped, Lu Jin let out an unwilling roar but could not break free for the moment.

Zhang Zhiwei sighed and looked toward the hiding place of Yuan Tao's group of four: "Everyone, stop hiding."

As he spoke, he called them out directly: "Master Eternal Enlightenment, as soon as I came over, I felt a few of my Meridians being toyed with. That's your doing, isn't it?"

"I expect to spend some effort on Old Lu in a moment. If you're sensible and want to leave, I won't stop you."

"But if you stay here to watch the show—it's certain death!"

The moment the words 'certain death' were uttered, Zhang Zhiwei's eyes were covered in golden light.

Gao Ning and the other three suddenly felt a chilling wind from behind, and cold sweat broke out instantly.

In an instant, they hurriedly stood up.

Gao Ning, Shen Chong, and Han Dan said nothing and obediently walked away.

Yuan Tao, however, stood his ground and did not move.

Unlike Gao Ning and the others, he had a blood feud with Lu Jin for the death of his father!

Right now, he was just a step away from killing Lu Jin; the opportunity was truly rare. If he missed it this time, he feared there would be no chance in the future.

Therefore, Yuan Tao was extremely unwilling to leave now, but Zhang Zhiwei...

Forget it, I'll take a gamble!

Hardening his heart, Yuan Tao drove the Chaofeng Dharma Bead—the fastest among the Nine Dragon Sons—to strike at the bound Lu Jin.

However, with just a lift of his hand, Zhang Zhiwei accurately intercepted the Chaofeng Dharma Bead.

Immediately after, his eyes, glowing with golden light, glanced toward Yuan Tao's group.

In that instant, the keenly perceptive Gao Ning felt a faint but extremely pure killing intent emanate from Zhang Zhiwei, causing the hair all over his body to stand on end.

Danger!

We'll die!

"Run!" The moment the warning sign appeared, Gao Ning shouted and took off at a frantic sprint.

Almost simultaneously, Zhang Zhiwei exerted a slight force with two fingers, and the Chaofeng Dharma Bead, which Yuan Tao had nurtured for decades, was crushed to pieces.

However, this moment of Divided Soul gave Lu Jin an opportunity, allowing him to break free from the constraints of the golden light ropes.

Zhang Zhiwei frowned, suppressing the thought of dealing with Yuan Tao's group first, and turned to deal with Lu Jin instead.

As soon as Lu Jin broke free, as if knowing his physical techniques were no match for Zhang Zhiwei, he instinctively began to draw Talismans in the Void Realm.

In an instant, various Talismans bombarded Zhang Zhiwei indiscriminately.

Because Lu Jin had lost his sanity, his aim was poor. Many Talismans scattered; some flew into the sky, some drifted into the distance, and some landed on the surrounding ground and trees.

Several of these Talismans flew toward Meng Li's group of three, but they were all blocked by the white protective shield.

Lu Linglong and Zhi Jinhua were secretly amazed.

They had seen the power of these Talismans clearly just now; any single one could split a tree or blast a hole in the ground.

The white light shield took several hits, yet it only rippled slightly without wavering, let alone breaking.

Meng Li himself showed no emotion at all, calmly recording with his phone.

With such a performance...

Lu Linglong and Zhi Jinhua exchanged a glance, and an absurd thought occurred to both of them: Could it be that the White Sword Immortal's strength is even greater than Great-grandfather/Old Master Lu?

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