Chapter 39

"En?" Amu's brows furrowed, instinctively becoming alert, then he stood up.

Unless they were Lingjing cultivators, those wearing gray robes were definitely not disciples of the Beihan Sect. White, blue, and purple robes were the attire of Beihan disciples.

Sure enough, two unfamiliar gray-robed men in their thirties directly landed in Liruo's courtyard, their expressions unfriendly.

"Who are you?" Amu's face turned cold, and he became fully on guard.

Upon hearing Amu's question, the two gray-robed cultivators merely exchanged a glance, said nothing, and then attacked without hesitation.

With a single wave of their hands, two beams of sword light shot straight at Amu.

" Sword Control Technique!" Amu inwardly cried out in alarm. To control a flying sword so fluidly, one must be at least at the Seventh or Eighth Rank of Initial Cultivation. Moreover, one sword aimed for Amu's chest, and the other for his head. The sword light was as swift as lightning, targeting vital points, clearly intending to end Amu's life directly.

Amu had been on guard all along. With a thought, the Heavenly玄Flying Disc transformed into a black light, rising beneath his feet and lifting him into the air.

Facing the flying swords of Seventh or Eighth Rank Initial Cultivators, Amu dared not risk his body. The Heavenly玄Flying Disc was incredibly swift, dodging quickly, and the two flying swords missed their mark.

"Indeed, it's a Spirit-level magical tool!" One of the gray-robed men glanced at Amu and sneered.

"Senior Brother, we've been lying in wait for seven days, and it was worth it! Don't talk too much, or things might go wrong!" the other gray-robed man said.

Upon hearing this, Amu immediately understood the situation.

These two must have seen him and Lishui seven days ago. His Heavenly玄Flying Disc, a mid-rank Spirit Treasure, could be considered a sect's treasure in a small mountain gate, so they had the idea of killing him to seize the treasure.

Thinking of this, Amu couldn't help but sneer slightly, thinking to himself, "Wanting to scheme against me, Amu, isn't that because you think you're living too long?" Although these two could control flying swords, they lacked the pressure of a Fixed Cultivator, indicating they were at most at the Ninth Rank of Initial Cultivation, or at most, the Great Perfection stage!

With such cultivation, if Amu fully activated the Heavenly玄Flying Disc, they might not catch up to him in a short time.

It was only a hundred miles from here to the Tianzi Peak in the east of Beihan, and this alone put Amu in an invincible position. They were truly blinded by greed.

Therefore, Amu did not immediately use the spirit talisman that could directly summon Tieyun. If he could handle it himself, why trouble others?

"Killing to seize treasure? What sect are you from, to have such audacity! I am a disciple of the Beihan Sect. Do you know the consequences of your actions?" Amu floated in the air, sneering, with the black vine hidden under his arm. He wanted to intimidate the two and look for an opportunity to strike.

Upon hearing the name "Beihan Sect," the two gray-robed men's eyebrows visibly twitched. The Beihan Sect was one of the three major immortal sects in the Northern Wasteland, known to all in the cultivation world.

They had already scouted the area; how could they not know that Amu and Lishui were Beihan Sect disciples?

However, treasure tempts the heart, and the allure of a mid-rank Spirit Treasure was too great. If these two knew that Amu had two初级Soul Treasures on him, they might go mad.

This small village was on the outskirts of the Beihan Sect, and Amu and Lishui were two easily defeated young cultivators.

They had also seen Lishui give Liruo ten spirit stones, acting so generously. With a mid-rank Spirit flying magical tool, they must have other valuable items. After much consideration, despite the might of the Beihan Sect, the two decided to take the risk.

They had been lying in wait for several days and finally got their chance.

Quickly attacking, seizing the magical tool, and destroying all evidence was their plan.

So when Amu mentioned the Beihan Sect, the two hesitated for a moment but quickly recovered.

"Senior Brother, don't worry about anything else, kill him first, or it will be over when the Beihan Sect comes!"

The two exchanged a glance and simultaneously summoned their flying swords. The gray-robed junior brother also threw out a dozen fire talismans toward Amu.

In fact, according to common sense, dealing with a young cultivator who only relied on a flying magical tool should not be so troublesome; a flying sword should be enough to take his head.

However, Amu had a Spirit-level flying magical tool that could dodge flying swords. The two gray-robed men were extremely cautious, preferring to waste spirit talismans to ensure a quick victory.

Thus, their attacks were extremely ruthless, leaving no room for mercy. If they left any room, they would be the ones to die in the future.

The two flying swords were of good quality, their light crisscrossing and dazzling. Although the Heavenly玄Flying Disc was wondrous, it was ultimately powered by spirit stones, not as flexible as being driven by one's own power.

For a moment, Amu had to dodge left and right, barely avoiding the attacks, in a precarious situation.

As for the fire talismans, although Amu could ignore them because they were ineffective against his physical body at this level, they could easily burn his clothes, so he also tried to avoid them to avoid looking too disheveled.

He couldn't fly around naked on the Heavenly玄Flying Disc!

Although Amu was dodging and had no means to counterattack, it already made the two gray-robed cultivators inwardly alarmed.

They did not expect this young cultivator to actually continuously dodge the flying swords, and the fire talismans that could counter the general protective techniques of the Beihan Sect were ineffective against Amu.

"This young cultivator must have a powerful treasure protecting him!" This was the consistent thought of the two gray-robed men.

In fact, one was at the Ninth Rank of Initial Cultivation, and the other at the Eighth Rank. They lacked the discernment to see Amu's immortal bones and naturally assumed he had a magical tool protecting him.

Seeing that they could not instantly kill Amu, the gray-robed senior brother shouted, "Junior Brother, go capture the other boy, leave this one to me!"

This plan was vicious; capturing Lishui would force Amu to comply.

Saying this, the gray-robed senior brother formed seals with his hands, mobilizing his cultivation power. A light radiated from his body, forming a vortex of at least ten feet in diameter in front of him, directly enveloping Amu.

As soon as the vortex appeared, Amu immediately felt a powerful force from the heavens and earth. The Heavenly玄Flying Disc under his feet suddenly slowed, and he and the disc were fixed in the air.

This technique was the senior brother's secret skill, called the Vortex Prison. It involved mobilizing all cultivation power to form a prison, trapping the enemy in a spatial secret technique.

At the Ninth Rank of Initial Cultivation, this technique could trap all cultivators below the Fixed Cultivation stage, making it the senior brother's ultimate secret skill.

This technique could capture the enemy alive or crush them to death, but it consumed a great deal of cultivation power. At the senior brother's level, he could only use it once. If not for the urgency of today's situation, he would not have used it lightly.

Seeing this, the gray-robed junior brother quickly turned and prepared to capture Lishui.

In fact, all of this happened in an instant.

At this moment, Lishui and Liruo had just rushed out of the house and had not yet understood the situation.

Seeing the gray-robed junior brother heading straight for Lishui, Amu inwardly cried out in alarm.

At this time, the Vortex Prison had already enveloped him. The gray-robed senior brother continuously activated the technique, and the vortex rapidly spun and shrank.

Amu was tightly locked, instantly feeling his heart tighten and his breathing constricted. If it continued to shrink, it would crush him to death.

However, at this moment, the Demon Coffin in Amu's body remained completely still, and the Heaven-Earth如意Bracelet, which had automatically protected him before, did not react.

"This is bad!" Amu felt the full power of a Ninth Rank Initial Cultivator for the first time.

The pressure grew heavier, the vortex like a blade, and Amu's immortal bones felt the weight of a mountain. The gray-robed senior brother sneered, like a hungry wolf eyeing its prey.