Immortality Cultivation: I Can increase My Stats Using Clansmen's Qi-Blood-Chapter 1354 - 664: Heretical Ming Sect, Crisis in the Small Town? _2
Chapter 1354: Chapter 664: Heretical Ming Sect, Crisis in the Small Town? _2
Along the way, he also discovered traces of many black-clad figures, evidently they were also searching for the core of the Formation.
Luo Yao secretly became vigilant, quickening his pace forward.
Finally, after a difficult journey, Luo Yao reached the deepest part of the cave.
There, the Ancient Formation was shining brightly, with a pearl suspended in the center, emanating an enticing glow.
The leader of the black-clad figures stood at the edge of the Formation, greedily staring at the pearl, as if possessing it would grant him endless power.
"Hmph, mere mortals dare to covet such a divine object?" Luo Yao snorted coldly, his figure flashing as he appeared before the black-clad leader, his Longsword pointed directly at the man’s throat: "Tell me, who are you? Why do you want to seize this Ancient Formation and pearl?"
The black-clad leader’s expression changed, but he quickly regained his composure, sneering: "Hmph, you’re just a young Sword Cultivator, yet you think you’re worthy of knowing our identity? If you’re wise, step aside, or don’t blame me for being ruthless!"
Luo Yao was unmoved, the tip of his sword trembling slightly, releasing threads of Sword Qi, suffocating the black-clad leader: "Speak, or don’t speak?"
Facing Luo Yao’s pressing inquiry, the black-clad leader finally showed signs of fear, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted, "We...we are from the ’Evil Song Sect’! This Ancient Formation and pearl are treasures our Sect has sought for generations, and today we must take them no matter what!"
"’Evil Song Sect’?"
Luo Yao’s brow furrowed slightly, although he was knowledgeable about the various forces in the Cultivation World, he had never heard of this "Evil Song Sect".
"Hmph, a mere insignificant Sect dares to covet such treasures? You’re courting death!"
With that, Luo Yao hesitated no longer, his Longsword swung, Sword Light slashing towards the black-clad leader like a streak of light.
The black-clad leader hastily used his movement technique to dodge, simultaneously summoning several more black-clad figures to encircle Luo Yao.
However, Luo Yao’s Swordsmanship had reached the realm of perfection, these black-clad figures were simply not his match.
He moved with swift unpredictability, Sword Light weaving like fabric, each strike precisely targeting the black-clad figures’ vital spots.
Before long, the black-clad figures lay fallen, none spared.
The black-clad leader was shocked and turned pale, he had not imagined Luo Yao’s strength was so formidable.
Realizing he could not escape, he could only fight to the death.
He roared, surrounded by black energy, and transformed into a shadow lunging at Luo Yao.
Luo Yao snorted coldly, his Longsword swung, Sword Light meeting the shadow like a dragon.
The two lights collided fiercely in the air, erupting in a deafening roar.
Ultimately, Luo Yao, relying on profound Sword Intent and Swordsmanship, successfully shattered the black-clad leader’s attack, slaying him with a single strike.
With the fall of the black-clad leader, the rest of the black-clad figures lost their fighting spirit and fled in all directions.
Luo Yao did not pursue, knowing these black-clad figures were merely pawns, the true mastermind likely lurking in the shadows.
Turning, he looked at the Ancient Formation and pearl, pondering silently.
He understood the pearl and Formation contained immense power and secrets, if uncontrolled, could lead to disaster.
He must quickly find a solution to seal them away.
Thus, Luo Yao began to carefully study the Ancient Formation.
Utilizing his profound understanding of the Sword Dao and basic knowledge of Formations, he gradually grasped the operation principles of the Formation.
He discovered the pearl was the core of the Formation, as long as it was removed and properly placed, the Formation’s operation could be disrupted.
After much effort, Luo Yao finally succeeded in extracting the pearl from the Formation.
He felt the majestic power and ancient aura contained within the pearl, silently marveling.
Knowing the pearl was no ordinary item, he must take great care in safeguarding it.
He looked around and found a concealed secret chamber within the cave.
A thought crossed his mind, and he stored the pearl in his Storage Ring, then flashed into the secret chamber.
Inside the chamber, he set several restrictions and Formations to ensure the pearl would not be easily discovered or stolen.
After completing these tasks, Luo Yao finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He knew he had done his best, as for what comes next, he could only leave it to fate.
He exited the secret chamber, preparing to leave the cave and return to White Wood Town.
However, upon leaving the cave, he saw a large number of cultivators gathered outside.
Evidently, they had received news and came to compete for the Ancient Formation and pearl.
Luo Yao’s heart tightened, knowing a great battle was inevitable.
But he did not retreat, knowing that if he did, the townspeople would likely suffer.
Thus, he gripped his Longsword tightly, facing the cultivators resolutely.
These cultivators hailed from various Sects and forces, some adorned in luxurious robes wielding strange Magic Artifacts, others clad in heavy armor like war gods descending.
Their eyes were filled with greed and frenzy, as if Luo Yao before them was just a piece of scavenged fat.
"Hmph, a mere one person dares to stop us?"
A burly cultivator scoffed as he stepped forward, wielding a massive battle axe with raging Qi-Blood Force fluctuating around him.
Luo Yao smiled indifferently, lightly flicking his sword tip, responding, "Stop you? I am merely guarding the peace that belongs to this land."
Before he finished speaking, the burly cultivator bellowed, swinging his battle axe, stirring up a whirlwind, and cleaving towards Luo Yao.
The other cultivators also exhibited their skills, various spells and Magical Treasures intertwining as they surged towards Luo Yao.
Confronted with this overwhelming offensive, Luo Yao appeared extraordinarily composed.
He moved nimbly through the attacks, his Longsword dancing, each slash expertly defusing the crisis, turning defense into offense, striking back at the cultivators.
His Swordsmanship was like flowing clouds and water, with both thunderous might and refined subtleness.
Each blade stroke contained his profound understanding and unique insights into the Sword Dao, allowing him to remain unfazed amidst the cultivator’s siege.
As time passed, the cultivators gradually realized that not only could they not injure Luo Yao in the slightest, but they were repeatedly repelled under his counterattacks.
They began to feel panic and despair, calling out their comrades’ names, seeking assistance.
Yet, Luo Yao granted them no reprieve.
In a flash, he appeared before a higher cultivation cultivator, swung his Longsword, Sword Light piercing through the opponent’s Protective Spirit Light, slaying him outright.
This strike was like thunder, shaking the spirit of all the cultivators.
They had never seen such a powerful Sword Cultivator, nor thought they would be so easily defeated by him.
"Stop! We concede!"
A cultivator who seemed to be leading finally couldn’t help but shout.
He knew if this continued, they would only end up dead for nothing.
Upon hearing this, Luo Yao lowered the tip of his sword, his gaze sternly sweeping around the surrounding cultivators: "Concede? Did you ever consider, when fighting over the Ancient Formation and pearl, how the townspeople would fare? Do you have even a shred of compassion for them?"
The cultivators looked at each other, speechless.
They knew Luo Yao spoke truly, they indeed lost their reason and principles in the face of temptation.
"Leave."
Luo Yao snorted coldly, swinging his sword to create a barrier of Sword Qi, isolating the cultivators outside.
Then he turned and departed, disappearing from their sight.
Returning to White Wood Town, Luo Yao said little.
He knew although he temporarily quelled this turmoil, the conflicts and greed of the Cultivation World would never cease.
He found the townspeople, recounting his cave experiences and the secrets of the Ancient Formation and pearl to them.
He warned them to be vigilant against cultivators and forces that might return for another attempt.
The townspeople, shocked by Luo Yao’s bravery and wisdom, expressed their gratitude and admiration.
They gathered in the town center, hosting a grand celebration for Luo Yao, grateful for his protection of the land’s peace and safety.
Luo Yao stood among the crowd, looking at the simple yet grateful faces, a warmth surged in his heart.
He understood that true power lies not only in the excellence of Swordsmanship but also in upholding justice and kindness, protecting the innocent from harm.
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