I See the Aura of the Great Emperor in All My Disciples

Chapter 2039: Chapter 2039: Lu Chang’sheng: Kid, Are You Trying to Trick Me?

Lu Chang’sheng stayed here for a whole incense stick to burn, thoroughly confirming the number of opponents and whether any kind of formations or traps were set around.

At the end of the Star Track, there were seven people squatting guard, two of whom were hidden in the dark.

The formation was just a simple trapping array.

However, the aura of these people was incomparably powerful compared to the so-called top faction powerhouses in the six worlds.

Lu Chang’sheng looked around.

There was no other space to move, the Star Track was a straight channel, and if he made a move against them, it would inevitably be a frontal assault.

But according to Lu Chang’sheng’s nature, this approach was too reckless.

At this moment, Lu Chang’sheng gazed into the endless night outside the Star Track...

Currently.

At the end of the Star Track, the entrance to Fuyao Realm.

”A mere barbarian from the lower realm, what kind of trouble could they cause?” a burly man with a beard sneered, ”In my opinion, the upper levels are just being too cautious.”

”I don’t know what strength the opponent has, but it seems the upper levels are quite concerned about them, absolutely can’t let even one slip through!”

”Alright alright,” the bearded one interrupted, ”No matter how formidable, they’re still from the lower realm, how strong could they be? We seven are all in the Formless Realm, we can walk unchallenged in the Fuyao Realm, just those from the lower realm, coming one, we can kill one.”

Everyone burst into laughter.

They indeed have the capital for arrogance—Formless Realm, a realm above the Dharma Realm.

Not considered top-notch in a world of crown level, but also elders of the Holy Court of Fuyao Realm.

Moreover, with seven teamed up, they could even skirmish a bit with a Star Nebula Realm powerhouse above the Formless Realm.

But what they didn’t know was that in the endless darkness of chaos outside the Star Track, a pair of eyes was quietly watching them.

Lu Chang’sheng did not choose to break through from the front of the Star Track.

Just that straight line, barging through would only make him a conspicuous target.

Therefore,

He silently retreated a few miles, then slowly approached the edge of the Star Track—from there was the violent chaotic stream, average cultivators would die upon touching it.

But Lu Chang’sheng seemed to feel nothing, only shrouded his hand in Primordial Qi, then reached in.

Hiss—

Lu Chang’sheng’s hand reached outside the Star Track.

If seen by others, they might stare wide-eyed.

The barrier of the Star Track itself could resist the violent Power of Law in the endless darkness, its sturdiness needs no further remark.

Wanting to break through the barrier of the Star Track requires an extremely high realm to complete.

But no one would do so.

After all, in this endless darkness not only exists the violent Power of Law... once such complex Power of Law becomes violent simultaneously, the explosion formed is not something ordinary people can withstand.

Even the Star Vein Realm above the Star Nebula Realm cannot.

The chaotic stream cut into his hand like countless blades, yet could not even cut the skin.

”Not bad,” Lu Chang’sheng murmured, the whole person slowly blended into the chaos.

In an instant, terrifying tearing forces surged from all directions.

A faint white light appeared around Lu Chang’sheng, that was the Primordial power.

The puzzling thing is...

Lu Chang’sheng was in this endless night, not only did he not suffer any influence from the Power of Law, but also when those violent Powers of Law encountered the wisp of Primordial White Light on Lu Chang’sheng’s surface, they instantly calmed down!

If it were someone else, they might need to employ their strongest defensive means to progress cautiously in this.

Lu Chang’sheng also advanced cautiously.

But the caution was not against this violent Power of Law, but against potential ambushes...

As for moving through it, it was like a fish swimming in water.

After all, the Primordial power itself integrated with the Power of Three Thousand Great Paths.

The Power of Law in this is complex and violent, but that’s because it’s difficult for Powers of Law to merge, and the Primordial power compensates for this.

Progressing in the chaos is not easy.

The space here is chaotic and disordered, pitch black, with no sense of direction.

Fortunately, Lu Chang’sheng had long since locked onto the aura of those seven people, like a lighthouse in the darkness, guiding him slowly closer.

After an incense stick to burn.

Lu Chang’sheng had circled to the side and rear of the Light Gate, clearly seeing the positions of the seven through the chaotic stream.

Three guarded in front of the Light Gate, two chatted leisurely on the left, one meditated on the right.

Two hidden in the dark were hiding respectively in the void layers above and below the Light Gate.

”Still no one coming...”

”Could it be they feel not strong enough for Fuyao Realm? Or unable to traverse the Star Track?”

”Wait a bit longer, if it doesn’t work, we should visit the lower realm to slaughter that realm.”

”No way, the upper levels said we can’t go to the lower realm.”

But no matter how they thought, they couldn’t imagine that Lu Chang’sheng had not followed the normal route of the Star Track...

”Must solve it all at once,” Lu Chang’sheng calculated in his heart, ”Otherwise, as long as any one sends out a message, the Holy Court will know my whereabouts...

The movements must not be too large... what if there are masters secretly watching here?

Moreover, there’s also a trapping array there, although it looks like it’s shabbily arranged, but what if... what if the opponent wants me to let down my guard on purpose and purposely arranges it this way?

Furthermore, the Holy Court was said to be so formidable, the Saint Master is surely vigilant of us, definitely sent very formidable figures here! How could they possibly arrange such a shabby formation?

It makes one think it’s arranged by Fang Qiong...”

There’s deceit!

Thinking to this point,

Lu Chang’sheng sneered, what a sinister Saint Master, even plays such tricks.

Thankfully I’m smart, discovered it all!

Thus, based on these assumptions, Lu Chang’sheng.

He took out seven Silver Needles from his interspatial ring.

Every needle engraved with densely packed runes—this is Lu Chang’sheng’s specially crafted ”Silence Needle”, specifically to break souls, the soul of the infected instantly Annihilation, unable to even scream.

But it’s still not enough.

Lu Chang’sheng took out seven talismans and affixed them to the end of the Silver Needles.

These talismans could warp space, making the trajectory of the Silver Needles unpredictable, even if the opponents were alert, difficult to dodge.

Finally, he formed a seal with both hands, setting up an isolation formation around him.

Ensuring no trace of aura leaked when taking action.

Having completed all this, Lu Chang’sheng took a deep breath—though he felt it unnecessary, the sense of ritual was still to be present.

”One, two, three...”

He counted silently in his heart, simultaneously dividing his divine sense into seven strands, firmly locking onto those seven.

The two in the dark were the most difficult to deal with, their Concealment Formation quite exquisite, without Lu Chang’sheng’s high array formation skill, it’s really uncertain to completely lock on.

”It’s now.”

Lu Chang’sheng’s gaze sharpened.

Seven Silver Needles silently plunged into the chaos, then penetrated the barrier of the Star Track, appearing around the Light Gate.

There was no sound of piercing.

No energy fluctuations.

Even the ripples of space were smoothed by the talismans.

Precisely targeting those seven!