Chapter 770: Tuoba Chongyuan (II)
Tuoba Chongyuan simply formed two seals in the air, leaving golden markings behind. A casual sweep of his sleeve reduced the spells to ashes. Li Xizhi took the opportunity to observe and silently noted, This man’s dharma robe is no ordinary garment... there’s definitely something profound about that sleeve...
He continued to form seals and cast spells, but he watched as Tuoba Chongyuan released a golden radiance from the patterns, effortlessly deflecting the sword light. It grazed his sleeve and flew off. Meanwhile, Tuoba Chongyuan threw out a jade tablet with his other hand.
The tablet appeared ordinary, with pale markings and a gentle glow. However, when it landed on the cauldron, the violet-red flames were instantly extinguished. The cauldron flickered weakly twice before retreating in defeat.
At that moment, the light in Li Xizhi’s hand suddenly pulsed. A condensed rainbow beam shot out at incredible speed, darting through the sky straight at Tuoba Chongyuan’s face.
At the same time, Yu Yuwei leapt into action, his beard bristling and eyes fierce as he shouted, “Hyah!”
Before the shout had fully left his mouth, a handful of golden light leapt from between his lips and teeth, flickering once before turning into a stream of light that shot forward. Quan Yi also gritted his teeth and finally flung out his two golden cords. One after the other, the golden cords slithered like snakes through the air.
Tuoba Chongyuan’s smile dimmed slightly as he focused on the coordinated attacks coming at him. The first strike to arrive was Li Xizhi’s rainbow light. This move was one of the rare offensive arts in the Dawn Dew Gathering Technique, known as Morning Rainbow Lure. Though Li Xizhi rarely practiced offensive arts, he had trained in this quite often. Now that it was unleashed, it was incredibly swift.
A morning glow spell art.
Tuoba Chongyuan’s eyes shifted. He raised his hand, trying to repeat his earlier trick by swiping his sleeve to disperse it. But the rainbow beam suddenly burst into eight streaks of multicolored light, scattering and reforming behind him in sync with his movement. Tuoba Chongyuan struck empty air and frowned.