Chapter 327: Sword Seed, Seeking Death!
While Lü Yang assisted his split soul in overcoming tribulations within the [Heaven of Non-Existence], he simultaneously kept an eye on the battlefield between True Person Dangmo and the [Mystic Spirit Realm].
To be honest, he was somewhat concerned.
After all, True Person Dangmo was alone. For some unknown reason, the Sword Pavilion hadn't dispatched any other reinforcements—everyone else was just small fry.
But upon reflection, Lü Yang quickly calmed down.
In his view, the cultivators of the [Mystic Spirit Realm] were still too naive. What kind of lousy place was this? Did they truly believe everyone would fight them at the same cultivation level?
'Never mind that the Sword Pavilion only sent True Person Dangmo—they must have immense confidence in him. Even if a slight crisis did emerge, would the True Lords of the Sword Pavilion just stand by and watch? At the very least, that [True Lord of Bearing Heaven's True Virtue] from the Ye Family would surely slash over with a sword qi from afar!'
They had experience in such matters, after all.
Back then, how peerlessly talented had Ancestor Nether Whisper been? Yet he was still cleaved to death by a single sword strike. To a True Lord, there was little difference between early-stage Foundation Establishment and Foundation Establishment Perfection.
However, Lü Yang soon realized his own naivety.
There was no need for a True Lord to intervene at all.
High in the sky, True Person Dangmo stood with his hands behind his back, his sword still sheathed. Merely by manifesting the scenery of his Blessed Land, he blocked the advance of everyone from the [Mystic Spirit Realm]!
"Fellow Daoist, cease your actions," True Person Dangmo sighed. "The four Dao Lords have laid out their schemes, feeding upon the myriad realms of the heavens."
"The [Mystic Spirit Realm] you hail from is relatively large, with Fruit Positions still existing. Since your contact with this place hasn't been long, there's still time to escape. If you leave promptly and sever your connection to this realm, you may yet have hope of survival. Otherwise, given time, your entire world will be devastated..."
True Person Dangmo spoke earnestly, but Immortal Minghua couldn't comprehend his words at all.
Dao Lords? What realm was that?
More importantly... he remained utterly confident in his own strength. Though True Person Dangmo's power exceeded his expectations, he still held absolute certainty of victory!
"Summon [Lingyang]!"
In the next instant, Immortal Minghua formed hand seals, and a wheel of Heavenly Fire materialized above his head, cradled in his palm. It radiated boundless light and heat, its orange-red brilliance spreading outward, distorting all things as if they were being drawn into the Heavenly Fire in his grasp!
This treasure was his greatest trump card for this venture.
Named [Lingyang], it was essentially the condensed form of the [Mystic Spirit Realm]'s sun, forged by the supreme ruler of that realm!
"Boom!"
In that moment, the blazing Heavenly Fire resembled a ravenous beast, mercilessly devouring everything around it. True Person Dangmo couldn't help but frown.
He wasn't afraid of such methods himself.
But Ye Guyue, Ye Xingfeng, and the other early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators behind him wouldn't be able to withstand it—Immortal Minghua had clearly discerned this.
'You wish to protect these people!'
'What a foolish approach... In that case, I'll use them to divert your attention. As your energy wanes and mine grows, no matter how formidable you are, you won't be my match!'
Immortal Minghua's calculations were precise. As he activated [Lingyang], waves of orange-red flames surged forth, clearly aiming for large-scale destruction—not only enveloping the True Persons behind True Person Dangmo but also intending to annihilate the fertile lands stretching thousands of miles below!
Witnessing this, True Person Dangmo finally shed his compassionate expression and placed a hand on the sword at his waist.
The sword was named [No Killing]. Its blade was engraved with the patterns of the Heavenly Gang and Big Dipper formations, its hilt wrapped with five-colored mermaid silk to attract lightning, its scabbard clad in the hide of a mystical turtle bearing diagrams, and its tassel knotted with the fruit of the Supreme Unity's blue torch.
"...Heaven's will."
A soft sigh escaped him.
Before the words had fully faded, sword intent surged into the heavens. True Person Dangmo drew a three-foot stream of light from its sheath, instantly flooding the entire visible world.
This sword strike began like a silver river rending the clouds, its momentum akin to a white rainbow drinking from a ravine.
Where it passed, the wind crystallized into gems, and light congealed into rosy clouds. Before the sword's roar could even arise, it had already forced the Heavenly Fire to recoil. By the time its afterimage arrived, the layered clouds of the nine heavens had been split asunder.
The sword light condensed frost into blades and shattered jade into radiance, intertwined with azure and white hues resembling a blue dragon clutching the moon. It struck directly and impartially into the sea of flames conjured by Immortal Minghua, sweeping the inferno upward before finally exploding at the zenith of the sky.
"Whoosh!"
What should have been a deafening roar instead descended as a gentle breeze, with residual light coalescing into a blue phoenix chasing the sun and sword qi scattering like white deer carrying branches in their mouths.
'What a sword light!'
Lü Yang saw it all clearly. Compared to this sword strike, the sword lights unleashed by other True Persons of the Sword Pavilion couldn't even be called swords!
This was definitely not the power of a mere divine ability!
'No wonder the Jade Pivot Sword Pavilion dares to claim supremacy in combat. This sword strike likely represents the true essence of the Sword Pavilion... It's unbelievably powerful!'
Immortal Minghua and the three Earth Immortals behind him were all swept away by True Person Dangmo's sword strike, cast to the zenith of the sky before scattering like falling petals. Only seven Human Immortals—comparable to mid-stage Foundation Establishment—remained on the battlefield, their expressions panicked, bodies drenched in blood, all simultaneously grievously wounded!
"Attack!"
Almost simultaneously, Ye Guyue transmitted via divine sense: "They've been struck by Uncle's [Sword of No Killing Intent]. Their current combat power is less than half of their peak!"
Immortal Minghua was, after all, a Foundation Establishment Perfection cultivator of the [Mystic Spirit Realm].
Coupled with the three Earth Immortals equivalent to late-stage Foundation Establishment, even True Person Dangmo couldn't annihilate them with a single sword strike—there would inevitably be a period of entanglement.
If True Person Dangmo disregarded the lives of others, he could undoubtedly unleash his sword freely. But since he wished to protect them, he naturally had to expend more effort. Thus, he not only transported Immortal Minghua and his group to the zenith of the sky but also deliberately dispersed his sword qi to grievously wound the remaining seven Human Immortals.
Everything was arranged flawlessly.
In his calculations, this situation should be more than enough for Ye Guyue and Ye Xingfeng to handle. After all, both were True Persons of the Sword Pavilion and direct disciples of a True Lord.
However—
"Xingfeng, don't go all out later."
While preparing to attack, Ye Guyue secretly transmitted to Ye Xingfeng beside her: "Uncle is foolish, hindered by his Heart Demons. We should relieve him of this burden."
"Relieve him?" Ye Xingfeng was puzzled.
"Exactly!" Ye Guyue said solemnly. "[Shen Metal] is a rare treasure of heaven and earth—it belongs to those with virtue. How can we allow that Jiangbei rogue cultivator named Lü Yang to possess it?"
"If Uncle won't take it, that's his mistake."
"That rogue cultivator hails from Jiangbei, already burdened with karmic debts. Allowing him to be reincarnated and join the Sword Pavilion would be heavenly mercy—how can we indulge him further?"
Ye Xingfeng agreed wholeheartedly but couldn't help frowning: "But if we take the [Shen Metal], how will we explain it to Uncle?"
"Simple." Ye Guyue said coldly. "Later, deliberately leave an opening."
"Let these outsiders kill that rogue cultivator. Once he's dead and the [Shen Metal] is ownerless, we can reclaim it. That will be explanation enough for Uncle."
"As for that rogue cultivator... dead is dead."
"This can be considered his fate—a chance to send him into reincarnation. At most, we can guide him to join the Sword Pavilion in his next life and accept him as a disciple to repay the karma."
Ye Xingfeng nodded immediately upon hearing this: "Well said!"
With this thought, the sword light in their hands loosened momentarily.
Both sides were already locked in fierce combat. Led by [Cheng Xian], the seven Human Immortals of the [Mystic Spirit Realm] naturally noticed this flaw immediately.
'An opportunity... Seize the [Shen Metal] first!'
Without hesitation, Cheng Xian rode a beam of escaping light, bypassing Ye Guyue's blockade and charging toward the ship, guided by his sense of the [Shen Metal]!
Meanwhile, Ye Xingfeng was 'coincidentally' held back by the other Human Immortals.
"Boom!"
The next second, Lü Yang's secluded cultivation chamber was blasted apart, revealing the scene within.
Amidst the shattered chamber, Lü Yang's split soul returned from the [Heaven of Non-Existence], opening his eyes as the four divine abilities within his sea of consciousness shone brilliantly!
"Heh..."
Lü Yang's main body had been monitoring the battlefield the entire time. How could Ye Guyue and Ye Xingfeng's petty schemes escape his notice? Now, he could only laugh coldly:
'Sword Seed... seeking death!'