Chapter 190: Scaring a Dao Formation Realm Powerhouse

It was only a few weeks ago that the battle of Chang Court had occurred. It was during that battle that Devil Lord Edu Shashou showed his true battle strength and killed the leaders of Chang Court.

Just when the Devil Lord thought he had succeeded in his attempt to take the Sea of Nirvana, a man appeared and fought him back. Devil Lord Edu Shashou could only escape with his life.

That man was Lu Zheng.

Even if she hadn't seen him, she was very keen to sensing auras and knew that Lu Zheng's aura was the same from the battle of Chang Court.

When her Sea of Consciousness probed Lu Zheng, what she sensed made her heart palpitate even more.

It was like Lu Zheng did not have a soul presence and was merely a mass of nothingness. Burning Ash Demonness could not sense him at all.

This only confirmed her thoughts. Lu Zheng was the person that had nearly killed Devil Lord Edu Shashou.

Despite her fiery nature, Burning Ash Demonness was very astute. She knew better than to pick fights she could never win.

An Immortal was an existence she could only avoid. They were simply invincible beings that could easily squash her like a bug.

What more an existence that had caused an Immortal whose battle strength had peaked to run away with his life?

Battling such an existence was only courting death!

If only Burning Ash Demonness knew the truth of what had transpired between First and Lu Zheng.

"Yes, I can only leave him alone" Burning Ash Demonness thought as she retracted her gaze from Lu Zheng. At that moment, she was scared!

Oblivious to the fact that he had scared a Dao Formation realm powerhouse, Lu Zheng focused on the jade slab of metal before him.

His soul power was like an invisible hand that moulded the jade into what he desired and soon, it became an extremely sharp double edged sword.

Lu Zheng held the blade with one hand and held his other hand above it. A small needle-like white light formed at the tip of his right index finger and entered the jade sword. The white light was pure Essence that flowed from his fragmented Qi fruit.

Lu Zheng's eyes were closed, giving him a sense of serenity, displaying his handsomeness as his soul consciousness delved into the blade.

Soon, a white light filled Lu Zheng's sight and it was like he was gazing at a blank sheet of paper even with his eyes closed.

~There are two reasons why an Immortal Grade artifact is stronger than a Spirit Grade artifact by many margins. The first is the artifact core in the Immortal Grade artifact and the other is the spirit veins~

Lu Zheng recalled the words from his master in his past lifetime. Spirit veins were like intricate webs of thin lines that spread out from the artifact core at the centre of the artifact to all other parts of the artifact.

The spirit veins channelled Qi and Essence round the Immortal Grade artifact and improved the strength of its user by many leaps. The artifact was the body, the artifact core, the heart and the spirit veins, the blood vessels.

The quality of a spirit vein largely determined the rank of the Immortal Grade artifact and its innate strength. Even the slightest mistake in drawing a spirit vein could render the best artifacts useless.

The Essence from Lu Zheng's fingertip condensed into black ink that formed strokes on the blank sheet of paper.

Most artificers would be nervous at this point but Lu Zheng was calm and composed. He had gone through many tribulations in life and his will was like steel.

Time passed quickly as Lu Zheng drew.

Sometimes, the line would be straight and at other times, it would be millions of zigzags. It would sometimes curl like the side of a circle or make a sharp turn, the paper was endless.

Only when Lu Zheng had drawn over twenty thousand lines did he make the final connection to the spot where he originally started.

His soul consciousness lingered to admire his work. There were billions upon billions of different spirit veins in the world, none truly the same, like the veins on a leaf.

The spirit veins changed according to how deeply the artificer understood the laws of the world. No master could fully impart the same spirit veins to his disciples. Only the style could be similar.

It was impossible to copy spirit veins or just draw them casually. Artificers needed a level of enlightenment to learn to create them.

This was why becoming a Grandmaster artificer as a lone martial practitioner was akin to touching the heavens, almost impossible.