Chapter 1171: Identity
Zhang Yuelu activated the paper sword in her hand to its fullest extent, so much so that it was even capable of splitting mountains and cracking stone.
To counter, the black-robed elder conjured the Black Hair Armor from the Taiyin 13 Swords. Strands of black hair grew behind his head and moved of their own accord, blocking every strike from the paper sword.
After a fierce exchange, Zhang Yuelu had failed to injure the black-robed elder.
Seeing that she had once again achieved nothing, Zhang Yuelu quickly moved behind the elder and thrust Purple Afterglow toward the center of his back. Sword qi surged like a tidal wave and collapsed, flooding all directions. Countless streaks of purple lightning faintly appeared in the air. In that instant, all the elemental energy in the surroundings was drawn and stirred by the sword qi.
The black-robed elder allowed Zhang Yuelu’s sword to pierce the center of his back and remained utterly unmoved.
Zhang Yuelu’s face flushed red, then abruptly turned deathly pale.
She had already unleashed her full strength with this strike, yet she discovered that her true essence was being continuously siphoned into the black-robed elder’s body, vanishing without a trace.
Zhang Yuelu exclaimed in shock, “The Eclipse Method?!”
By this point, Zhang Yuelu had more or less guessed the black-robed elder’s identity. After all, the Eclipse Method was extremely difficult to cultivate, much like the Xiaoyao Six Void Tribulations. Aside from rare prodigies, it was not something one could master simply by studying texts. Usually, a guide was required. The last person to use the Eclipse Method had been Wang Jiaoying. But this elder was certainly not the Wang brothers.
Zhang Yuelu’s sword strike landed exactly as the black-robed elder planned, so he activated the Eclipse Method to draw in her true essence, converting it into his own.
The black-robed elder chuckled. “Zhang Yuelu, your sword strike is still a little lacking. Zhang Wuliang or Zhang Jucheng might have been able to wound me, but not you.”
Zhang Yuelu said coldly, “Old Sage Sun Heyu, you finally couldn’t sit still any longer, huh? I’ve underestimated you.”