Chapter 147: Spiral Stream Fist

With a sound of clashing true qi, Bu Yun easily neutralized Yang Xiao's attack.

It remained a mystery how he had managed to pinpoint Yang Xiao's location. Anyone else trapped in such an illusionary array would have been utterly incapable of discerning their surroundings, let other knowing where Yang Xiao was attacking from.

Next, an even more astonishing sight unfolded before Yang Xiao. Bu Yun retrieved a precious mirror from his storage pouch; its surface shimmered with azure patterns in an eerie display. Moreover, the mirror seemed entirely unaffected by illusions, gradually revealing the surrounding environment upon its surface—even the exact spot where Yang Xiao stood was clearly projected onto the glass.

Following this, Bu Yun flicked his wrist, aimed the mirror directly at Yang Xiao's location, and chanted an incantation. Several rays of azure light burst forth from the mirror, hurtling toward Yang Xiao in an offensive strike.

At first, these beams of azure light appeared somewhat unremarkable in power, but as they launched from the mirror, they rapidly expanded, each transforming into the shape of a miniature vortex. Ultimately, they coalesced into spiraling arrows, charging directly at Yang Xiao.

Naturally, Yang Xiao dared not underestimate this azure light. Deploying the realm of sword soul with his Dragon-Snake Sword, he met the mirror's radiance head-on in a fierce clash.

Continuous deafening explosions rang out. The spiraling arrows and the sword soul true qi unleashed by Yang Xiao proved to be evenly matched, annihilating one another into nothingness upon impact. The resulting shockwaves caused the surrounding air to hum audibly.

Bu Yun brandished the treasured mirror once more with a flick of his wrist, sending forth several more arrows. While some intercepted Yang Xiao's counterattacks, others struck several key nodes of the illusion array. As these arrows hit the vital points of the formation, they detonated, instantly dissolving the illusion array that had previously enveloped Bu Yun.

"What a marvelous mirror," Yang Xiao praised inwardly. The mirror clearly possessed the wondrous ability to see through and shatter illusory realms, otherwise, ordinary magical attacks would have had zero effect on the array.

At that moment, Feng Ye naturally noticed that Bu Yun had broken free from the illusion, and he said with great delight, "Bu Yun truly has a few tricks up his sleeve, and he even has his family's ancestral Azure Light Mirror in his possession. This treasured mirror indeed holds the miraculous power to dispel illusions and pierce through shrouding mists. Furthermore, the Azure Light Mirror is a top-tier artifact in terms of offense as well. With this mirror in hand, Bu Yun can completely ignore the opponent's illusion techniques. Otherwise, even if I were to enter that illusion, I wouldn't have broken out as effortlessly as Bu Yun. It seems my choice was spot-on; Bu Yun is indeed the most suitable candidate to take the stage."

"Grandfather's judgment is indeed discerning," Feng Shen praised admiringly. Such an illusion array would likely have been extremely difficult for him to dismantle. If he had taken the stage, the consequences would have been far graver than Bu Yun's situation, and he probably would have been trapped within the illusion for quite a significant duration. During that time, he would inevitably have been forced onto the defensive, completely unaware of where Yang Xiao's attacks were coming from. Even if he eventually managed to break the array, it would have cost him an immense amount of magical power. Under such circumstances, emerging from the array would leave his body severely weakened, rendering him utterly incapable of continuing the duel with Yang Xiao, and placing him in genuine peril. Therefore, Feng Shen felt rather fortunate that he had not been the one to step up; otherwise, he would have found it exceedingly difficult to handle the situation as effortlessly as Bu Yun.

"So it is the Azure Light Mirror from the Bu family's ancestry." At that moment, Lin Ke also recognized the origin of the treasure in Bu Yun's hand, and he too showered praises upon its remarkable functions.

As soon as Bu Yun broke the illusion, his figure leaped, gliding several zhang to the side to dodge out of the attack range of Yang Xiao's sword soul realm. Although he had used the Azure Light Mirror's radiance to block the descent of the sword soul realm just moments before, several residual sword images—having already canceled out the spiraling arrows—had plummeted downward, striking the exact spot where Bu Yun had previously stood and carving deep gouges into the ground. Had Bu Yun hesitated even slightly in his evasion, he likely would have been struck by those sword images. Even if he escaped injury, he would have had to expend a substantial amount of magical power to defend against them, inevitably plunging him into a passive disadvantage.

Seeing that Bu Yun had evaded his attack, Yang Xiao immediately cast several more illusion array hand seals, intending to trap his opponent once again while Bu Yun was still unsteady on his feet. This time, however, his plan miscalculated. Prepared in advance, Bu Yun swept the Azure Light Mirror across the space, effortlessly dissolving Yang Xiao's half-formed illusion array and completely eliminating any possibility of Yang Xiao deploying it again.

It seemed that Bu Yun had already figured out the method Yang Xiao used to cast the illusion array. Thus, before Yang Xiao could fully execute the technique, Bu Yun preemptively dismantled the nascent formation. His earlier entrapment in the illusion now appeared to have been nothing more than a momentary lapse in concentration; identical illusion attacks no longer held any effect against him.

"Still trying to use illusions? How laughable. Earlier, I merely wanted to test the true power of this array; otherwise, how could I have genuinely been trapped by it?" Naturally, only Bu Yun himself knew that this statement was only half-true. Previously, he indeed had not yet grasped the exact steps of Yang Xiao's spellcasting, and Yang Xiao's execution had been so swift that Bu Yun was caught off guard and ensnared. Nevertheless, possessing the Azure Light Mirror, he could easily break free from illusions, meaning he never felt excessive anxiety and quickly cast his way out. Once he seized the initiative regarding the same technique, he would never allow himself to be trapped twice. Therefore, with just a little caution, Yang Xiao's illusions were indeed rendered utterly useless against him.

"Now, it is my turn to launch an offense. Allow me to let you witness the true power of my Spiraling Flowing-Light Fist," Bu Yun declared as he retrieved a shuttle-shaped magical treasure from his storage pouch. Tossing it beneath his feet, he steadied himself atop the shuttle, chanted an incantation, and propelled himself toward Yang Xiao like a streak of flowing light. Simultaneously, he unleashed a continuous barrage of punches so blindingly fast that the movements were impossible to track with the naked eye, sending several massive fist shadows hurtling down toward Yang Xiao.

"Such incredible speed!" Yang Xiao exclaimed in astonishment. The opponent's shuttle-shaped artifact was clearly a flight-capable treasure designed for transportation, and its velocity was so absurdly high that Yang Xiao could not capture it, seeing only several afterimages charging at him.

Without hesitation, Yang Xiao activated his Nine-Turn Golden Body defensive technique, instantly shrouding himself in the realm of sword soul to block Bu Yun's assault.

However, a scene that deeply shocked Yang Xiao played out once more: despite the dense and overlapping defense of the sword soul realm, it failed entirely to inflict even the slightest scratch on Bu Yun, merely shattering a few of the incoming fist shadows.

As it turned out, Bu Yun's movement technique was terrifyingly fast, allowing him to weave effortlessly through the gaps in the sword shadows while in mid-flight. Although the sword images appeared densely packed, there were inevitably spaces between them. Bu Yun navigated precisely through these gaps, cutting through them in one continuous, fluid motion without a single sword shadow landing on his body. Maintaining his forward momentum without the slightest deceleration, he arrived right in front of Yang Xiao in the blink of an eye.