Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion-Chapter 2321 - : 1077, aren’t you looking for me?
Chapter 2321: 1077, aren’t you looking for me?
A sword light had pierced through the body of a Golden Armored Soldier from the True Dao Sect, and the three-foot-long sword spun in midair, hanging horizontally.
A lean old man dressed in a green Daoist robe flew down, his aura as deep and heavy as an abyss.
The cultivators around all looked up, nervously watching this strong practitioner from the Nine Mysteries Path.
This man’s strength surpasses imagination, being able to kill a Golden Armored Soldier of the True Dao Sect with a single sword.
Daoist Hu Yu, along with Wu Mingjue and others, also looked up, a flash of bewilderment crossing their faces.
Who is this person?
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Why would he rescue someone from the Nine Mysteries Path?
“Is he the Ancestral Master of the Nine Mysteries Path?” someone whispered not far away.
The cultivators around quietly retreated.
“It was said that the Nine Mysteries Path made some moves last year, competing with the Qin Family and knocking off quite a few Source Stones from the Light Spirit Taoist Sect, all because the Nine Mysteries Path had an ancestor awaken,” someone who seemed to know more whispered.
When a sect has a strong practitioner awaken, its strength increases, and naturally, it would vie for more resources.
“How bold they are. The True Dao Sect is hunting down ancient cultivators at the Unity Realm Stage, and yet this Ancestral Master of the Nine Mysteries Path dares to show up,” someone said, shaking their head as they saw the figure descending.
Daoist Hu Yu prepared to speak with his hands clasped as he watched the falling figure, when suddenly the power of heaven and earth around began to surge, with layers of golden light and Rolling Clouds falling.
The roaring sound was like the sky and earth collapsing.
“Omm—”
Within a thousand zhang, Rolling Clouds and golden light transformed into chains, locking the space completely.
Figures of Golden Armored Soldiers appeared, occupying the surroundings.
“It’s rare to see an ancient predecessor proficient in swordsmanship waking up,” someone among the Golden Armored Soldiers lightly chuckled.
A middle-aged man in pale green armor, holding a long saber, walked slowly forward, his power of qi and blood vibrating, merging with the power of heaven and earth.
The Mystical Hidden Realm!
Clearly, this was the Physical Body Mystery Hiding Realm, where the power of qi and blood could induce a response from the power of heaven and earth around.
Within a territory of a thousand li, those in the Physical Body Mystery Hiding Realm are indeed among the most top-notch fighters.
“The head of the Golden Armor Hall of the True Dao Sect, Feng Shaolin!”
“So it is Hall Master Feng Shaolin. He is one of the strong practitioners in the True Dao Sect. Why would such a master come here?”
Seeing the powerful practitioners in the Mystical Hidden Realm, exclamations filled the air; the cultivators who were watching the scene attempted to withdraw but found they could not move backward.
The space around had already been sealed off.
“True Dao Sect.” Watching the surrounding golden chains, the descending figure’s eyes flickered with Flowing Light.
The suspended sword also shone with a dazzling light.
“Predecessor from the Nine Mysteries Path, our True Dao Sect sincerely invites you to be our guest,” Feng Shaolin said with a smile on his face.
Although he said ‘be our guest,’ the surrounding golden chains tightened even more.
Those scattered cultivators found themselves uncontrollably moving toward the center, their faces turning red with the effort to stop the movement but failing to do so.
“What if I don’t go?” The Yun Lang Daoist said calmly.
His words triggered a long laugh from Feng Shaolin, “Whether the predecessor wishes to go is not necessarily something he can decide.”
As he spoke, a layer of golden light outside his green armor merged with the power of heaven and earth, drawing the chains to entwine towards the center.
The golden chains, carrying tremendous force, whistled down towards Yun Lang Daoist.
Yun Lang Daoist raised his hand, and the sword flew out, its strength of the soul flowing, sending golden runes trembling.
“Boom—”
The sword clashed with the chains, triggering a thunderous roar in the heavens and earth.
The sword light sliced through the chains, sweeping across towards Feng Shaolin’s head.
Feng Shaolin’s expression became grave as he gave a low shout; all the Golden Armored Soldiers around him charged forward, their golden armor concentrating power.
“Bang—”
At least twenty Golden Armored Soldiers fell before the sword could be stopped.
“Hmph, the Ancient Divine Soul Sword Control Technique,” Feng Shaolin coldly snorted upon seeing the suspended sword, his eyes revealing golden Flowing Light.
“The Nine Mysteries Path has such a legacy; it cannot be allowed to remain!”
As his words carried out, Feng Shaolin’s saber struck towards the hovering sword.
Upon the collision of the saber and the sword, Yun Lang Daoist frowned.
His soul was powerful, capable of directing the sword to cut down Feng Shaolin.
But the saber in Feng Shaolin’s hand was clearly much stronger than his own long sword, which was already rusty and spotted.
At the moment of the clash between the saber and the sword, his three-foot-long sword had already sustained further damage.
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Without his three-foot-long sword, his combat strength would drop slightly, but most importantly, the consumption of the strength of his soul would be much greater.
“Senior, your sword can’t take it anymore,” Feng Shaolin said with a laugh as he looked at Yun Lang Daoist, waving his long saber.
He didn’t charge at Yun Lang Daoist but instead sent dazzling saber lights slashing towards Daoist Hu Yu and Wu Mingjue and the others.
The brilliant saber lights turned into streaks of azure Flowing Light, flying towards Daoist Hu Yu and the other disciples from the Nine Mysteries Path.
The might of this saber light was such that anyone below the eighth levels of the Rebirth Realm would surely die if they tried to block it.
“Senior, don’t worry about us!” Daoist Hu Yu roared, with the power of qi and blood surging around him, ready to risk his life to block the saber light.
Yun Lang Daoist hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand, and the three-foot-long sword suddenly exploded.
The fragmented sword light directly flew out, blocking all the saber lights.
Broken sword blocks saber.
Witnessing this scene, Feng Shaolin burst into hearty laughter.
“Indeed, the Ancestral Master of Nine Mysteries Path can’t bear to see his disciples perish.”
Feng Shaolin looked around and then his gaze settled back on Yun Lang Daoist.
“Fellow Daoists here can bear witness.”
“If this senior comes with me to the True Dao Sect, I will let everyone from the Nine Mysteries Path, including Daoist Hu Yu, go.”
“If the senior is unwilling, then with the next strike, the legacy of the Nine Mysteries Path shall be extinguished.”
With a faint smile and a raise of his long saber, a cold harshness shone in Feng Shaolin’s eyes: “Those fellow Daoists around will be buried with you.”
Hearing the word “buried,” all the cultivators whose bodies were bound by golden chains began to panic.
“Senior, please save us,” the cultivators in the distance began to beg.
“That’s right, going to the True Dao Sect won’t kill you, and as a senior, you’ll have a high seat there,” someone added.
A dead Daoist friend is better than a dead poor Daoist.
If Yun Lang Daoist didn’t go to the True Dao Sect, they would all die.
It would be better for Yun Lang Daoist to go to the True Dao Sect and face death.
Daoist Hu Yu and the others had serious expressions as they looked around.
“Senior, please don’t worry about us, just leave,” Daoist Hu Yu said after taking a deep breath, looking at Yun Lang Daoist.
Yun Lang Daoist’s face showed a strange expression as he looked at the fragments of the three-foot-long sword in front of him.
He raised his head and looked at Feng Shaolin in front of him.
“Do you take me for the Ancestor of the Nine Mysteries Path?”
Feng Shaolin was startled.
What’s that supposed to mean?
You’re not?
If you’re not the Ancestor of the Nine Mysteries Path, why would you take action?
“If I say I am not the Ancestor of Nine Mysteries Path, would you believe me?” Yun Lang Daoist’s voice rose again.
Feng Shaolin shook his head.
“You should believe it,” a voice drawn out slowly sounded.
This voice seemed to come from within the place bound by the golden chains, and yet seemed to sound from outside of them.
Feng Shaolin was taken aback.
Daoist Hu Yu and Wu Mingjue and the others behind him all showed surprised joy.
“Ancestor!”
“Boom——”
A resonant sound echoed, and the golden chains shattered explosively.
With an indifferent expression, Han Muye calmly walked forward.
With one punch, all the Golden Armored Soldiers spat out blood and collapsed.
“Who are you?”
Feng Shaolin’s face was blank.
“Weren’t you looking for me?” Han Muye looked at Feng Shaolin, “I am the Ancestor of the Nine Mysteries Path that you wanted to invite.”
“Would you welcome me to the True Dao Sect?”
In Han Muye’s voice, there was a hint of seduction.
