He didn’t say much, immediately giving chase, keeping a distance as he sensed her breathing.
They traveled hundreds of kilometers without rest, and as dawn broke, the rushing sound of the waterfall reached their ears.
Traveling tens of more miles, wanting to exhaust the forest, suddenly it opened up to a view of cascading waters.
Lu Jin’an cast a glance at the surging waterfall, then surveyed the surroundings, aligning it with the map of the Radiant Domain in his mind.
A hundred kilometers from this waterfall, there is a Yunhai Temple, yet within a thousand miles of Yunhai Temple, there’s not a single monastery.
If it were the past, Lu Jin’an would undoubtedly believe Yunhai Temple has some foundation to rival Lingshan, but now...
The existence of the Daoist temple is likely one of the ways for the monks of Lingshan to accrue merit.
After all, the debate between Daoism and Buddhism is also a form of the struggle over the Great Dao.
Lu Jin’an once watched such an event with Zheng Dongliu, and indeed the victor could seize a part of the opponent’s elusive destiny of the Great Dao.
Thus, Yunhai Temple is probably a tool allowed to develop intentionally by Lingshan.
While pondering, Lu Jin’an passed through the waterfall, entering the grotto behind.
Viewing the impressive and spacious scenery, Lu Jin’an smiled: "This is already the southeast of the Radiant Domain... ahead lies the Eastern Dynasty."
She did not answer, merely speaking expressionlessly: "This place is spacious enough, enough for me to rid you..."
Before the words fell—
Lu Jin’an suddenly twisted and exerted force, delivering a palm strike to her clavicle in an instant, knocking her into the stone wall on the side.
In the dull sound, the stone wall trembled slightly, dust and stone particles fell, scattering over her and Lu Jin’an’s arms.
Seeing her disheveled appearance with her face obscured, Lu Jin’an exerted more force with his wrist, the vigorous force of the five Dao Palaces exploding without holding back.
"Ten Directions·Kunlun Mountain."
Before Lu Jin’an could unleash his strength, she suddenly looked up, her pitch-black eyes meeting his, bringing a sense of a mountain collapsing pressure.
She raised her hands and struck towards Lu Jin’an’s sides. Instantly, Lu Jin’an, whose hair stood on end, withdrew without hesitation.
In a clap louder than thunder, the Earth Kun Power contained between her palms exploded, directly tearing the surrounding space, causing some space currents to spill out, stirring a space storm more violent than a gale.
Lu Jin’an squinted at this scene, the technique she commanded was obviously suited to Body Refinement.
But to rend space with pure strength at such a level... Lu Jin’an had never seen such a technique.
Did she come from the Upper Realm?
Probably not, if she truly were a Body Cultivator from the Upper Realm, no matter how unconcerned with Lower Realm cultivators, she would pay attention to someone who successfully broke through the Dao Palace Nine Stars in this era.
Besides, he is now a thorn in the side of the Upper Realm.
With various thoughts flashing in his mind, Lu Jin’an’s gaze narrowed slightly: "Your physique is really strong, your clavicle isn’t completely broken."
"Cough, cough... Same to you." She released her hands, her body embedded in the stone wall landing back on the ground.
Gently brushing off the dust from her sleeves, she looked at Lu Jin’an and said in a faint voice: "You are the first to successfully ambush me in so many years... Really painful, not bad."
"However..." She twisted her neck: "Ambush me and I’ll kill you."
"Just like that Little Dog Demon?" Lu Jin’an spoke leisurely: "Oh~ that Little Dog Demon said someone would save her, could it be you, fellow Daoist?
After all, I just said this, and you looked like you wanted to kill me."
While speaking, Lu Jin’an assumed the Bow Shooting Tiger Pose from the Eight Extremes: "If you want to avenge them, you have to give it your all."
She looked at Lu Jin’an’s stance, casually throwing her outer garment to the ground, vigorous force converging on her body, her left foot stepping forward, seemingly embodying the sense of Yin Yang.
Lu Jin’an’s mouth curled into a smile: "I am Lu An."
As the words fell, he suddenly charged, the red gang power within him exploding instantly, and as he raised his right arm, an elbow strike thrust forward.
Since embarking on the Immortal Path, Lu Jin’an has always preferred two combat styles, the first being the direct elimination of opponents with spells, and the second being close-range, bloody hand-to-hand strikes.
But the second style, he only used against demon beasts, after all, in this era, the Human Clan excels in spells, and body techniques are not weak, but very few are proficient.
The woman cross-dressing in front of him gave him a sense of thrill.
The whistling wind from the elbow strike triggered a sharp explosive sound, Dong Lan, her pupils shrinking, raised her arm to defend, blocking Lu Jin’an’s elbow with her forearm.
Under the enormous impact, Dong Lan’s feet slid backward, but with her rhythmic breathing and leg movements, the impact was quickly alleviated.
"With this, you won’t be able to avenge that Dog Demon."
In an instant, Lu Jin’an directly delivered a chopping punch, before the fist arrived, the ground already had a crack torn from the fist wind.
Just stabilizing her stance, Dong Lan twisted her waist and sidestepped to dodge Lu Jin’an’s punch, a few broken strands of hair floating in sight, as Lu Jin’an twisted and turned, lifting his other hand directly towards her temple.
Dong Lan’s nostrils flared, exhaling a cool breath through her teeth, as the surging power of blood and qi within her erupted, her blocking speed suddenly increasing.
Blocking Lu Jin’an’s punch with her wrist, she simultaneously raised her right hand, gripping his wrist, and with strength from her waist and legs, threw Lu Jin’an into the air.
As their eyes met, Dong Lan released her grip and leaned back, using her right arm for support and thrusting a kick upwards.
Leg wind like a whirlwind.
Though seemingly unable to leverage the air, for a cultivator, unless Spiritual Power is depleted, anywhere can provide leverage.
His feet tapped the air for force, aiding the thrust of his fists.
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In mid-air, rotating ninety degrees, Lu Jin’an stomped against the stone wall, his entire body launching towards Dong Lan, another Charging Punch met by Dong Lan’s blocking elbow.
Amidst the dull sound of flesh clashing, Lu Jin’an smoothly delivered another chopping punch, Dong Lan quickly reacted with her own punch to his hand’s back, attacking to defend.
The pain of every strike transmitting throughout his body, the result of years of morning training and experience in close combat with demon beasts allowed him to execute the most precise offense immediately,
reclining, right front kick!
Under the kick, Dong Lan could only cross her hands in front of her chest, quickly blocking this blow.
The vigorous force augmented punches, though not drawing blood, caused the entire grotto to tremble, with rocks and dust flying.
As Dong Lan slid back, seemingly unresponsive, Lu Jin’an closed in with a back fist, striking horizontally: "Your mouth wasn’t forgiving earlier, now... wouldn’t you want to avenge that Dog Demon?"
Dong Lan’s eyes flickered, as her gaze passed over Lu Jin’an’s eyes, saying nothing, she raised her right hand to block his arm while side-squatting, and then—
"Ten Directions·Earth Rotation Star Shift."
In breath as swift as wind and thunder, Dong Lan stepped forward with her right foot while lifting her left arm using her elbow armpit strength to horizontally strike Lu Jin’an’s side waist.
As Lu Jin’an was about to withdraw, the next moment he felt the ground beneath his feet seemingly rotate slightly.
Just with this feeling, he was forced to take the elbow strike sideways, then using the momentum, he created distance under the muffled sound.
The Red Gang Power surging within made his waist ache.
The restored Dao Palace healed the injury, yet the anticipated counterattack from Dong Lan did not follow.
Feeling slightly surprised, he looked towards Dong Lan.
Dong Lan lightly rubbed her flushed wrist with her left hand, speaking as she looked at him: "You didn’t kill that Dog Demon... you just wanted to spar with me."
Lu Jin’an chuckled: "What made you think that?"
"Saw it in your eyes." Dong Lan snorted coldly: "Since that’s the case, it’s unnecessary to waste effort with you, lest we get caught by those bald monks."
"Oh?" Lu Jin’an raised an eyebrow: "What if I don’t let you go?"
Dong Lan scoffed: "Are you that stupid? By killing the demon beasts of Lingbao Mountain, do you think those bald monks will swallow that insult? If you want to die, don’t pull me with you."
"It doesn’t matter." Lu Jin’an smiled slightly: "Fighting you is more important."
Dong Lan’s eyes narrowed: "If you really want to fight me that much, there is another way."
Dong Lan extended her hand, her tone unhurried.
"Come work under me, how about it?"