Chapter 87: A Sword Breaks the Ancestors of Cang Race's Scheme
The greatest hatred in this life!
There is only Sword Ancestor!
His thoughts surged, and boundless space-time immediately erupted in a frenzy.
It seemed like an echo from ancient times, recounting the myths of the world's creation, a simple rhythm, like a sacrificial chant, penetrating the barriers of space-time.
The long river of time stirred up huge waves, with endless light and shadow flowing within it.
Figures as majestic as supporting the sky and shaking the earth appeared with the waves, surrounded by rivers of stars.
There were Cang Clan, humans, and demons!
Simple and vast, cold and sharp, strange and cunning.
Senior Huo even saw himself among them, as well as several Dao Friend besides his Dao Brother.
These were the shadows of the Ancestors of Cang Race!
Numerous majestic figures attacked together, light and shadow overlapping and interweaving.
One could see Sword Revered in a simple moon-white robe, his killing sword path exterminating spirits and destroying gods!
Huan Laozu pressed her palm down on the great thousand Realms, her red robe exuding unparalleled grace!
Ba Zun stepped forward and swung his fist, his supreme divine fist sweeping across the universe!
Dan Zu flicked his finger, sending out a pill cauldron that swallowed and spat out Chaos!
...
Too many, too many, from ancient times to the present, the shadows of countless heroes seemed to appear at this moment, all attacking together, trying to resist the sword that spanned boundless space-time.
Buzz~
However, a line of sword light flashed past, the wind died down and the waves stopped, those majestic figures couldn't even block it for an instant before being easily broken through.
Unstoppable, unblockable!
As if everything had no meaning before it.
"How about it?"
Senior Huo smiled slightly and asked back the question that the Ancestors of Cang Race had just asked him.
After that, the brilliant sword light swept past, severing causes and effects, and all connections were cut off.
One could see the 'Senior Huo' who had stepped out of the screen, the colorful light in their eyes dimmed, and they fell back into the screen.
Threads of colorful light gathered, forming a vast and mighty Divine Being, with a brilliant divine halo behind him, endless light and shadow flowing, fully describing the principles of past and present.
Ancestors of Cang Race - Gu!
"Sword Ancestor's sword, its sharpness remains." Gu lowered his eyes and gently stroked the front of his body.
In front of him, a sword wound was extremely obvious.
"Just remains?"
A faint voice came.
Gu paused, then suddenly looked up.
He saw a figure appear beside Senior Huo that he, and arguably every Cang Clan member, least wanted to see.
"Sword Ancestor!"
Extreme hatred and... surprise surged in his eyes.
But this state did not last long, and his eyes quickly returned to calmness.
At this moment, no matter what emotion it was, it had no meaning at all.
Just remains?
Gu couldn't help but glance at Xu Xing's hand, but he didn't see the fierce and boundless sword.
"So that's how it is, I still underestimated Sword Ancestor, Sword Ancestor's sword, its sharpness is even greater than back then." Gu looked at Xu Xing, "This time... I have lost."
"You stole my essence, what do you intend?" Senior Huo asked.
However, Gu did not answer, just glanced at him indifferently, then closed his eyes and sat down cross-legged.
With just Sword Ancestor alone, he might not be a match. His scheme had failed, and talking more now was useless.
Senior Huo: "..."
"Since you won't answer, then be on your way."
Xu Xing also didn't plan to waste words with him, pointing his fingers like a sword and cutting out with one strike.
The sword light arrived, but Gu did not dodge or evade.
Ch!
He was directly cut into a mass of fragmented colorful light and disappeared.
However, the sword light did not dissipate there, but followed the connection in the netherworld and tangled with him.
This sword, he had to endure!
Indeed, as the Ancestors of Cang Race, a peak existence in the Tai Xuan Realm, it was impossible for Gu to fall so easily.
Just like his name, 'Past' was his authority, his Dao.
This also made him one of the peak existences in the Tai Xuan Realm with the strongest life-saving ability.
But the sword light that pursued him, and the injuries sustained from this failure, were enough to make him stay quiet for a good while.
Moreover, now was the most crucial period...
Hehe.
"Gu's trip this time, just like what Yuan said, was 'stealing a chicken only to lose the rice used to lure it'." Senior Huo laughed, "Or perhaps it could be called 'losing both the wife and the soldiers'?"
Xu Xing glanced at Senior Huo, wondering how long this guy had been peeking at that Transmigration Old friend?
"Going."
Shaking his head slightly, Xu Xing took a step and his figure disappeared.
Senior Huo stood quietly, looking at the flowing scenes, from the beginning when he gave the Cang Clan blood to Xiao Fan, all the way until he entered the Mystic Realm and his body was occupied by Gu.
Everything returned to normal under his Dao Brother's sword.
"Long time no see, Dao Brother's sword is truly becoming more and more remarkable."
It wasn't just Gu who was surprised, he was too.
Gu's authority was "Past", so the changes he made in the past were extremely difficult to correct, but now they were cut off by his Dao Brother's sword...
"Dao Brother seems quite concerned about Yuan's deeds..." he murmured softly.
In ancient times, there was a rumor – that Sword Ancestor was not from the Tai Xuan Realm.
And his Dao Brother seemed to have never refuted it.
...
...
Xuanjian City, where time was frozen, was like an ink landscape painting, solidified in the smudges of ink.
Gray buildings, stationary pedestrians, even the wind had lost its rhythm, everything plunged into a deathly eternal stillness.
Suddenly, a ray of faint light dawned, like the dawn tearing through the long night.
First, one building regained its color, followed by the second, the third...
On the street, the stationary figures began to tremble slightly, like fish breaking through ice, struggling to resume movement.
In an instant, colors returned, hustle and bustle reappeared, and Xuanjian City broke free from the solidified painting.
A green leaf fell, and Li Qingyang, who was about to draw his sword, was startled.
What happened?
How did it just recover?
"Senior Li, do you think we should..." The Mayor's words were cut short, but he suddenly stopped.
Hmm?
Why is Senior Li holding a sword?
"You, you are..."
They didn't have the memory of what just happened, and Li Qingyang's heart stirred.
"It's nothing, I've been sitting for too long, just getting up to stretch."
Huh?
Getting up to stretch?
Could the excuse you made up be any more perfunctory?
Li Qingyang didn't explain too much. With their cultivation levels, knowing too much wasn't necessarily a good thing.
............
In the battle space, the colorful light in Xiao Fan's eyes receded, and his expression seemed a bit lost.
He... where was he?
He only remembered constantly harvesting spirituality, storing more and more spirituality, and at the same time, Senior Huo's voice became clearer and clearer, but he also felt more and more tired, finally unable to resist closing his eyes for a while.
When he woke up again, he...
Ch!
A chill came from his neck.
Huh?
His vision suddenly flipped, and as the world spun around, it seemed to turn into a painting splattered with blood.
His ears buzzed, as if countless bees were buzzing around him.
In the gradually blurring world, he saw a familiar headless figure.
Oh.
So he was already dead.
Huh?!
Why the hell did I die?!
Thump! Thump!
A figure like a vengeful ghost, covered in blood from head to toe, with congealed blood on her face.
This ferocious and terrifying figure seemed to be... Student Zhang?
"Heh heh..."
Xiao Fan wanted to say something, but since he only had a head left, he could only make 'heh heh' sounds.
He saw the long sword swing down, the last bit of light disappeared, leaving only endless darkness, swallowing all colors and sounds.
Finally, only a thought filled with grief and indignation remained.
'Does it have to be this ruthless? I didn't provoke you, my head has already been cut off by you, and you still want to finish me off?!'
And after Zhang Yunlu chopped Xiao Fan's head into pieces, she finally couldn't hold on any longer and half-knelt on the ground.
She was already at the end of her tether, swinging these two swords was her limit.
Zhang Yunlu only felt her eyelids were heavy as a thousand pounds, almost unable to lift them. Her vision also became blurred, and the scenery in front of her was like looking through a layer of mist.
Her bones felt like they were falling apart, her muscles ached as if they were about to explode, and every breath she took caused a sharp pain in her lungs.
'Enlightenment of Principles' could not refresh her state like leveling up in a game.
If that strange Xiao Fan could still resurrect even like this, then she really had no choice.
Fortunately, that strange scene did not happen again after all.
Xiao Fan's headless body fell, and the head she had chopped into a pile of mud also began to turn into specks of faint light and dissipate.
She won!
In an instant, a surge of vigorous power rose from within her body, her various injuries, big and small, began to heal, and her dried-up spiritual sea quickly became full.
The clothes on her body, soaked in blood, also became clean and tidy again, and even her mental fatigue disappeared.
'The winner will be restored to their peak state'.
Zhang Yunlu remembered the rules.
In the previous battle with Teacher Yu, she didn't expend much spiritual power, so the feeling wasn't very obvious.
This time, she truly felt it.
The scene before her began to fade, Zhang Yunlu held her sword, not letting down her guard at all. She remembered that there were still many Tongxuan Grass Monster outside.
'But now, I should be able to deal with all of them.'
Soon, the surrounding scenery returned, and she reappeared in the Mystic Realm.
However, what met her eyes was not countless Tongxuan Grass Monster, but... a ground full of tongxuan grass?
Hmm?
How did they all turn into tongxuan grass?
...
...
Inside the villa, Chi Jiuyu also returned to normal from her frozen state.
Seeing Xiao Fan decisively defeated by Zhang Yunlu, she was a bit confused.
No, you specifically grew your head back, I thought you were going to unleash a big move, but it turns out it was just to be cut again?
What was the point?
Could it be that he felt the previous death wasn't satisfying enough, so he wanted to die again?
"Senior..." She wanted to ask Senior for advice again.
But when she turned around, she saw Xu Xing sitting next to her, while Senior Huo was gone.
"Shishu? Why are you here? When did you come back?"
"Just came back."
"Where is that Senior?"
"He has left."
Left?
As expected of an expert on the same level as Shishu, he truly came and went without a trace.
"Speaking of which, Shishu, what was the situation with the person Xiao Yunlu was fighting just now?" Asking Shishu about this was the same.
"Just as you said, he was a cheating guy, so I 'banned' him."
Xu Xing saying this was indeed not wrong. Gu taking over Xiao Fan's body was indeed considered cheating.
Chi Jiuyu nodded.
That's right. If you can regenerate limbs in Qi Training, wouldn't you be able to regenerate from a drop of blood in Foundation Establishment?
Why don't you ascend to heaven?!
"Then, will Xiao Yunlu be invincible next?"
A Qi Training Sword Cultivator with 'Enlightenment of Principles' would easily beat other Qi Training cultivators!
"If nothing unexpected happens, probably."
Xu Xing also did not deny it. The outcome of this trial was basically set.
"Then will she join our Sword Sect?" Chi Jiuyu asked expectantly.
"Of course." Xu Xing paused, then looked at her, "What kind of mischief are you planning again?"
"Nothing, nothing." Chi Jiuyu chuckled.
Xiao Yunlu is an 'Enlightenment of Principles' Sword Cultivator, she will definitely become a pillar of the Sword Sect in the future!
She could say she had guided her.
When she grows up, wouldn't she join her 'Future Sect Leader Faction'?
"Oh, right, we'll return to the sect when the trial ends. Senior Sister said to get ready."
"Huh?"
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