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“Senior Sister, is it really okay to let Junior Sister Buyu and Junior Brother Taiping go with those two swords?”
Watching the two streaks of sword light darting through the night sky, occasionally intersecting, Third Junior Sister Lu Su asked Xu Ziyan with some concern.
“What could go wrong? Those are Junior Martial Uncle’s Longyuan and Chengying.”
Xu Ziyan shook her head with a look of reverence.
“Senior Sister, do you know the origins of these two swords?”
Zhou Ao suddenly looked at Xu Ziyan with curiosity.
“Junior Martial Uncle was obsessed with swords in his youth, collecting famous swords from all over the world in the Sword Pool at Mo Wang Peak. Among them, Longyuan and Chengying were his favorites.”
Xu Ziyan paused, a hint of admiration in her eyes, then continued, “Back when Junior Martial Uncle repelled the Demon Lord of the Nine Mansions, he used these two swords.”
Hearing this, Zhou Ao and the female disciples of the Sixth Peak beside him all showed expressions of shock.
“Unfortunately, that battle not only ended Junior Martial Uncle’s path to the Transformative Realm but also severely damaged Longyuan and Chengying. Since then, they’ve mostly stayed in the Sword Pool and are rarely brought out by Junior Martial Uncle.”
Xu Ziyan sighed.
“No wonder that white-haired demon lord was so afraid of these two flying swords earlier.”
Zhou Ao recalled the expression on the white-haired demon lord’s face when he saw the swords and suddenly understood.
“So for Taiping and Buyu, this is a tremendous fortuity. We should leave this ruin of the Cloud Dream Marsh quickly and wait for their return outside.”
Xu Ziyan’s expression turned serious again.
Although several demonic cultivators had been driven away by Longyuan and Chengying, they were still not out of danger.
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“Xu Taiping.”
“Here.”
“Slash.”
“Yes.”
Under the night sky, amidst the howling wind, Xu Taiping, holding Longyuan, moved like a beam of light through the ruins of the Cloud Dream Marsh, slashing down one demonic cultivator after another.
The power of Longyuan was beyond his imagination.
“Boom!”
With another swing, Xu Taiping cut down a demonic cultivator of the Demon Lord level along with the demonic flood dragon beneath him, finally arriving at the center of the ruins—the Tai Xuan Hall.
This majestic palace occupied almost an entire mountain peak.
A steep and straight staircase led directly to the summit, looking like a path to the heavens from below.
“Zheng!”
At this moment, Lin Buyu, holding Chengying, also defeated the last demonic cultivator blocking her way and landed beside Xu Taiping.
The two exchanged a glance but did not speak.
“Boom!”
Suddenly, a massive explosion sounded from the golden hall at the peak.
At the same time, an extremely sinister aura cascaded down from the summit like a waterfall.
“I’ve got it! After 3,600 years, the Nine Mansions have finally reclaimed the Black Lotus!”
The voice of the white-haired demon lord echoed from the mountaintop.
“Senior Longyuan, should we do something?”
Xu Taiping asked Longyuan.
“No need.”
Longyuan replied calmly.
“I heard that if a demon lord consumes the Corpse Lotus, they can become a demonic master.”
Lin Buyu spoke up.
“Maybe elsewhere, but not here.”
Chengying answered Lin Buyu.
Xu Taiping and Lin Buyu exchanged puzzled looks.
“Long before the Nine Mansions discovered these ruins, Junior Martial Uncle brought us siblings here. At that time, he almost died at the golden summit.”
Longyuan explained calmly.
“Don’t rush, just watch.”
Chengying added.
Though both were filled with turbulent emotions, they nodded silently.
“Boom!”
At this moment, a column of dark, glowing energy shot up from the golden summit of the Tai Xuan Hall.
Then, waves of demonic energy surged down from the summit like waves.
“Zheng!”
But when these demonic energies tried to invade Xu Taiping and Lin Buyu’s bodies, Longyuan and Chengying emitted a resonant sword hum, and two powerful sword auras shot up like pillars, cleansing the demonic energy and the shadows within it.
“Swish, swish, swish!”
At this moment, a waterfall of countless blades crashed down from the golden summit, heavily striking the sword aura protecting Xu Taiping and Lin Buyu.
In an instant, they were engulfed.
Undoubtedly, this was the demonic king weapon, the Blade of Immortal Slaughter.
“I’ve broken through! I, Nie Shu, have finally become a demonic master, the first in the Nine Mansions in a thousand years!”
The white-haired demon lord’s wild laughter echoed from above.
Then, the Blade of Immortal Slaughter retreated like a tide to the golden summit, transforming back into a long sword covered in spikes, held by the demonic cultivator Nie Shu.
Nie Shu had changed completely.
His white hair turned black, and his body transformed into that of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old youth, exuding a more sinister and murderous aura.
Even from the peak, Xu Taiping and Lin Buyu could feel his immense pressure.
“Boom!”
At this moment, Nie Shu, holding the Blade of Immortal Slaughter, thrust his sword at Xu Taiping and Lin Buyu from the golden summit.
Despite the distance of over a thousand feet, the moment the sword was thrust, the entire mountain seemed to transform into Nie Shu, wielding the Blade of Immortal Slaughter, slashing at Xu Taiping and Lin Buyu.
But even in the face of such a terrifying strike, Longyuan and Chengying remained unmoved.
To Xu Taiping and Lin Buyu, it felt like they were watching a play.
Despite their confusion, they chose to trust Longyuan and Chengying.
“Bang!”
With a loud crash, Nie Shu’s Blade of Immortal Slaughter shattered the sword aura protecting Xu Taiping and Lin Buyu.
“Boom!”
Next, the Blade of Immortal Slaughter transformed into a giant whale, attempting to swallow Lin Buyu and Xu Taiping whole.
“Buzz, buzz, buzz…”
At this moment, Xu Taiping’s ears suddenly rang with a buzzing sound.
Then, the scene before him twisted, as if he were seeing through a fog or looking at the moon in water.
Nie Shu also sensed something was wrong.
The Blade of Immortal Slaughter, which had been about to strike, suddenly shattered in his hand, scattering like startled birds.
Nie Shu’s expression turned from arrogance to extreme terror in an instant.
He no longer cared about Xu Taiping and the others, transforming into a black mist and desperately trying to escape from the mountain where the Tai Xuan Hall was located.
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