Chapter 366
Chapter 366
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Translator: Ace
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Chapter Title: Assault on Ten Thousand Poisons Sect
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Southern Frontier, Ten Thousand Poisons Sect headquarters.
In the spacious grand hall, several white-haired elders eyed the pile of minced meat before them with grim expressions, exchanging uneasy glances.
"Longwu and Huigu are dead!"
"Their Life Gu shattered. We couldn't even save them—their souls scattered, merging into the underworld. Even if they reincarnate into the human world, they won't be the people they once were."
Shock and fury filled the eyes of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect elders. As overlords of the Southern Frontier, they were long accustomed to doing as they pleased among the local tribes, taking whatever they desired. It was rare for even their disciples to meet violent ends, let alone True Persons. Yet now, they had suffered such a massive loss.
"Was it the Sword Pavilion?"
"A message from our Sword Pavilion mole says Perfected Being Demon-Quelling sent his newly Foundation Establishment disciple. Could he have been the one who killed Longwu and Huigu?"
"Just Foundation Establishment?"
"Impossible!"
"Not entirely impossible. Have you forgotten the Sword Pavilion's ways? He might be 'newly' Foundation Establishment, but he's probably some old Foundation Establishment cultivator returning."
"Oh, then it makes sense."
The Ten Thousand Poisons Sect's [Life Gu] was a bizarre technique containing a wisp of a True Person's true spirit. In a crisis, it could guide the soul back.
By rights, even if True Persons Longwu and Huigu died outside, the Life Gu's pull would preserve at least a thread of life. In time—after a century or two—they might reincarnate and return to Foundation Establishment. But now, not even their souls remained.
Such savage slaughter.
Aside from the Sword Pavilion, only the other three powers on equal footing could pull this off. At the thought, the elders' faces grew even darker.
"Fine. If we can't afford to cross them, we can at least steer clear."
"No matter how formidable that Sword Pavilion True Person is, he's no great sword cultivator. With our Sect Master here, he wouldn't dare storm our sacred mountain openly."
"We'll endure him for now."
"Given time, once the [Ten Thousand Calamities Gu] is fully refined and the Sect Master's divine ability perfected, we won't have to live under the Sword Pavilion's shadow anymore."
One elder was still offering words of comfort to ease their shared frustration when he suddenly sensed something and looked toward the mountain gate.
In the distance, a sword cry rang out!
"Clang!"
The cry boomed like thunder rolling through the sky, truly earth-shaking. Shockwaves rippled visibly wherever the sound passed.
Rumble!
In an instant, array patterns lit up around the headquarters—the mountain-guarding grand array activating on its own in response to the threat. But as the sword cry descended, the patterns trembled violently. Large swaths began crumbling, on the verge of total collapse!
One crack, and the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect would be in dire straits!
The elders' faces changed drastically. They hurriedly manifested their Dao bases one after another, reconverging the fracturing array patterns.
"What technique is that?"
"[Sword Qi Thunder Sound]... It's that Sword Pavilion sword cultivator who just reached Foundation Establishment? Killing Longwu and Huigu wasn't enough—he actually dares charge our sacred mountain?"
"What audacity! What audacity!"
The elders' faces mixed shock and rage, especially the one who had just claimed the foe wouldn't dare come straight to the gates.
In their senses, the sacred mountain's exterior was now like a blazing sun. The sword cry was its scorching radiance, filling heaven and earth, shaking the cosmos. Any cultivator below Foundation Establishment couldn't survive such conditions—even listening would shatter their bodies and souls!
"Where is the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect Master?"
High in the firmament, Lu Yang merged with his sword light. Each word emerged like thunder from the peaks, crashing down onto the sect's mountain gate below.
'My grasp of [Sword Qi Thunder Sound] is growing ever more refined.'
Though merely the first realm of the sword dao, its might already rivaled the [Edict for Mountains and Moving Mountains Orthodox Art] Lu Yang had once wielded—comparable to a Foundation Establishment Dao art.
Advance one step further, to the [Sword Heart Illumination] stage...
It would probably rival an innate divine ability.
'Truly overpowered.' No wonder sword cultivators once dominated all duels. It was like the Supreme Void divine abilities bestowed by the [Heaven of Non-existence]—simply having one extra divine ability changed everything.
But Lu Yang soon reconsidered: Sure, it's overpowered, but now I'm the one wielding it.
That made all the difference.
Sword cultivation still tested talent and diligence. Leaving mechanics and numbers aside, his current level stemmed more from effort and sweat!
"I am Minghe, Sword Seed of this generation's Sword Pavilion, here on my master's orders to investigate the abduction of Jiangnan civilians."
"Ten Thousand Poisons Sect Master, show yourself!"
Lu Yang spoke again, unleashing [Sword Qi Thunder Sound] without restraint. Vaguely, he seemed to grasp the core essence of [Sword Heart Illumination].
Just then.
"Young friend, you've gone too far."
As the words fell, a shaft of moon-white brilliance rose gracefully from within the sect, transforming into a crescent moon that hung silently between heaven and earth.
A cool voice drifted over, soothing every trace of sword cry in its path. Not because her sword dao attainment surpassed his, but purely due to her superior realm—with raw power and stature, the great True Person forcibly snuffed out Lu Yang's sword qi.
Immediately after, a lithe figure materialized.
She wore silver-embroidered garments unique to the Southern Frontier Miao tribes, a pleated skirt adorned with gorgeous embroidery, her bare feet rosy and treading the air.
Yet her face drew the eye most.
Its exquisite features seemed beyond nature's hand—every inch of skin as if meticulously sculpted. Perfection without flaw was the only description.
Lu Yang, however, remained unmoved.
After all, he knew the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect had a [Beauty Gu] specialized for refining one's looks. No matter how plain the woman, it could sculpt her into a beauty.
Lu Yang gave her an appraising once-over. "You're the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect Master?"
"Indeed, this one."
The white-clad woman was Long Yue, a late Foundation Establishment great True Person. Her lovely face held cold anger. "May I ask what business brings a Sword Pavilion True Person here?"
"Two matters."
Lu Yang raised two fingers calmly. "First, I ran into two of your sect's True Persons on the road and sent them to join the Sword Pavilion."
Those words alone darkened Long Yue's expression.
Join the Sword Pavilion?
Anyone in Jiangnan knew what that Sword Pavilion euphemism meant for a kill. It hardly registered in daily talk, but hearing it now carried pure humiliation!
Should I thank you for it?
"Second." Lu Yang ignored her look entirely and pressed on. "I've come on orders to investigate the plundering of Jiangnan civilians."
"The Ten Thousand Poisons Sect is a prime suspect."
"Open your mountain gate at once, surrender your arms, and submit to my investigation."
Lu Yang's tone brimmed with dominance, heaving Long Yue's chest with fury. "Surrender your arms... That might sound right coming from Perfected Being Demon-Quelling!"
What gives you the right?
"You really think slaying Longwu and Huigu lets you look down on the world?" At the thought, Long Yue let out a long laugh, her voice laced with naked killing intent.
"Fine! Then—"
Before she finished, a sword cry rang out!
Lu Yang's expression stayed serene as [Calamity Wave]'s boost took effect. His qi, at the peak of mid Foundation Establishment, shattered its bottleneck in a flash.
The next instant, the sword cry ceased.
Merely a heartbeat.
Yet it left Long Yue's face frozen in place. Her pale neck quivered slightly. In the next blink, her flawless features bloomed with a smile.
"...Then please, fellow Daoist, come inside for a chat."