sts with the Spectral Eye.
Then, with a backhanded stroke, he turned the incoming ghost to ash with a flash of violet sword light.

“A hundred years! They died here a hundred years ago… But… has it been a hundred years already?” Trembling, he noticed that each of these thirty-something corpses was someone he recognized.
They were all people who’d followed him inside the tomb through the tunnel dug by the Scaled-Dragon King!

However, the Spectral Eye clearly showed that… they’d died a full hundred years ago.
These creatures were corpses, not zombies, hence why he could read the information about their deaths.

“You, how long have you been in here?” Looking away from the ghosts scuttling off in fear, he turned to Jing Huaci.

“Seven days! I came here seven days ago…” Scared by his expression, the girl hastily explained, “I heard that you were here, senior brother Lu, so I followed you inside.”

A rosy tint emerged on her cheeks, like a girl whose inner feelings had just been exposed.

“Seven days… But it’s been five days at most since I entered the tomb!” Lu Yun frowned.
“What about you people? How long have you been here?” His gaze swept through the surroundings, but the immortals were too afraid to make a peep.

He might have killed two faceless ghosts, but there were still more than thirty left.
These creatures were dreadful existences.
Other than dismembering them into a thousand parts, it was very difficult to kill them for good.

More importantly, if the first attack didn’t kill them, their bodies would split apart and create even more ghosts.
Given that there were more than thirty of them here, Lu Yun himself might be fine if they all swooped in together, but the rest of the immortals wouldn’t be so lucky.
The ghosts’ strange attacks were very difficult to resist for immortals who hadn’t experienced the void realm.

“Damn annoying.” Lu Yun’s consciousness had naturally caught the immortals’ mood.

Swish!

His figure turned into a beam of violet light that shot into the air, a violet river of sword energy in his wake.
With a sword slash, Lu Yun felled another faceless ghost.

“How formidable!” babbled immortals below him, overwhelmed by what was happening around them.

Lu Yun’s sword strike was sword dao itself, containing his self-created sword arts.
The more he used his sword, the deeper he comprehended the way of the sword.

My fundamentals aren’t robust enough to create a sword dao of my own.
I need to keep coming up with new sword arts and merge them together into a single entity.
I’m not there, not yet, so I can only emulate Violetgrave’s sword dao.

Besieged by more than thirty faceless ghosts, Lu Yun once again fell into a trance of sword dao.

Vast Dragon Seaturner!

Peng of Kun!

Starstream Stroke!

Endless Cosmic Ocean!

The four sword forms continuously formed, consolidated with each other, and gradually combined into a single whole.

Suddenly, Lu Yun’s figure jerked gently and he disengaged from his trance, sword stabbing into empty air.

“Are they all dead?” He shook his head and murmured, “I almost created the fifth sword form.
Too bad there weren’t enough faceless ghosts.
Just a few more and the fifth sword form would’ve been complete.

“Now, tell me, all of you, how long has it been since you came here?” He frowned down at the immortals below while remaining hovering in the air.


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