Primordial World: Big shots are all my friends-Chapter 26, Bai Jin’s Sword Dao

"Jin Ling, I’m not at ease. You have little combat experience, and it wouldn’t be good if you got hurt."

Bai Jin looked speechlessly at the Wudang Saint. So it’s not good if Jin Ling gets hurt, but it’s fine if I am? Heartbroken here!

The Wudang Saint added another explanation: "As for you, I am quite relieved. Although you are not invincible at your level, you have many tricks up your sleeve."

Bai Jin blinked, I’ll take that as a compliment.

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Donghuang Taiyi thought for a moment, then cracked a smile, extremely handsome, and said: "Qi Hu, you go."

A rugged big man was startled for a moment, then grinned ear to ear, and responded: "Yes!"

He then soared into the sky and stood on top of a White Cloud. Blood Evil Qi emanated from his body, the rolling Blood Evil Qi turned the surrounding White Cloud into a black Demon Cloud, with streaks of blood-red lightning flashing within it, and the deep roar of a tiger resounded.

Qi Hu declared loudly: "Qi Hu, Profound Immortal Cultivation, please enlighten me."

The Wudang Saint frowned slightly, actually a Profound Immortal. Now neither myself nor my junior brother can take the stage, and the rest of the newly accepted Outer Door juniors are still too immature.

After a moment of silence, a slender figure flew up from Upper Pure Peak, hovering opposite Qi Hu, and said crisply: "Shi Ji, Profound Immortal Cultivation, please enlighten me!"

Qi Hu grinned and suddenly charged at Shi Ji, with the rolling Demon Cloud transforming into a ferocious tiger head.

Shi Ji floated back, and a square cloth appeared in her hand, it was the Eight Diagrams Cloud Light Cloth. With a flick of the wrist, the Eight Diagrams Cloud Light Cloth spun and enlarged, forming an illusionary Eight Diagrams Big Array with Shi Ji standing right on top of it.

"Roar~" The pitch-black tiger head pounced towards Shi Ji.

Buzz~ Eight corners of the Big Array lit up, and from each corner, a majestic Divine General emerged, each with a character imprinted on their armor: Qian, Kun, Zhen, Gen, Li, Kan, Dui, Xun.

The eight Divine Generals shouted together, charging at the tiger head.

As the Divine Generals got closer to the tiger head, boom~ the tiger head exploded, streaks of crimson claw shadows swept across, and the eight Divine Generals were sent flying backward with a thud.

Qi Hu stood in place, his hands clad in pitch-black iron claws, with blood-red meridians flowing across them.

At the cliff top, the Wudang Saint said with regret: "Shi Ji has lost! With the Magic Treasure being countered and lack of combat experience, Shi Ji is no match for him."

Two figures interlaced and battled fiercely in the sky. Shi Ji quickly fell into a disadvantage, and Bai Jin’s gaze turned increasingly grave as he watched from below.

Spurt~ A white arm broke off and flew away, Shi Ji screamed in pain as she staggered back to evade.

Bai Jin instinctively took a step forward, his pupils constricting, as Shi Ji was one of the few Junior Sisters willing to follow him; she must not be harmed!

Suddenly, Bai Jin stepped forward and shouted: "We concede!"

Donghuang Taiyi chuckled and said: "Qi Hu, stop now."

Spurt~ A claw plunged into Shi Ji’s lower abdomen, violently withdrawn, Shi Ji fell powerlessly toward the ground.

Bai Jin hurriedly flew to catch her, and in mid-air, he suddenly turned his head to glare angrily at Qi Hu.

Qi Hu’s eyes flickered with a bloodthirsty gleam, and he said with a grin: "I didn’t hear that."

"Very well! You’ve done well." Bai Jin turned around and flew downwards with Shi Ji in his arms, and promptly two female disciples stepped forward to take Shi Ji from him.

The smile on Donghuang Taiyi’s face also disappeared, and he said with a cold voice, "Qi Hu, did you not hear what I said?"

Qi Hu shivered with cold, hurriedly flew down, kneeling before the Golden Chariot, and stammered in defense, "Your Majesty! I... I got a little too excited."

With a wave of his hand, Donghuang Taiyi caused an arm to be severed with a "pfft~" sound, and Qi Hu let out a muffled groan, his face turning pale.

Donghuang Taiyi turned to look at Tongtian, apologizing, "Senior brother, my subordinate has disobeyed, making a fool of himself in front of you. To prevent such an incident from happening again, please lend me the Nine Dragons Incense Chariot!"

Tongtian looked down at Bai Jin with an expressionless face and said, "Bai Jin, the Nine Dragons Incense Chariot is yours to claim. What do you say?"

Bai Jin turned around to face Donghuang Taiyi, his face solemn, his Daoist robe fluttering, and said loudly, "I, Bai Jin, have only my sword. With it, I can move mountains, overturn seas, subdue demons, suppress devils, command gods, pluck stars, sever rivers, demolish cities, and cleave the heavens! Who wishes to be enlightened?"

Atop Upper Pure Peak, Tongtian’s eyes brightened, "Eh~ has he grasped his own Tao and is taking the path of the Sword Dao?! Good lad."

Donghuang Taiyi also took on a serious expression, feeling as if he saw through this statement a swordsman so earnest and true to the sword; it’s only with this extremity that one can achieve the best. Such a person is doubtlessly terrifying.

After a moment of contemplation, Donghuang Taiyi commanded, "Ying Lian, go! Be careful of his sword." freёweɓnovel_com

A young man respectfully responded, "Yes!" and immediately soared into the sky, eyes sharp as they fixed on Bai Jin.

Bai Jin step by step ascended to the clouds; the two stood opposite each other ready to battle, filling the space between heaven and earth with an oppressive atmosphere, while the disciples of Upper Pure Peak unconsciously held their breath and fell silent.

Bai Jin looked up to the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, his Daoist robe fluttering, and said leisurely, "I have but one sword, and I shall deliver only one strike. Are you prepared?"

Ying Lian’s gaze turned grave, facing an opponent who reaches the pinnacle with the sword, whose single strike could break myriad laws; he was difficult to deal with, yet he held no fear and proudly said, "Please impart your teachings."

A longsword appeared in Bai Jin’s hand, and he held it in salute, saying, "Bai Jin, Golden Immortal Cultivation." He slowly straightened up, looking at Ying Lian.

Ying Lian, without doubt, manifested a short knife in his hand, offering a deep bow and said, "Ying Lian, Golden Immortal Cultivation. Please, enlighten me."

Bai Jin’s eyes sparkled, a perfect opportunity; his longsword swiftly swept across, delivering a strike that split the heavens, a bright sword light flashing past.

Ying Lian, while still bowing, was greatly shocked and hurriedly lifted his head, only to see a sword light already close to his eyes, instinctively raising his knife to block in front.

The sword light swept by, issuing a "clang" of resonance. Ying Lian immediately stiffened on the spot, his eyes still full of shock, angrily uttering, "You—deceiver—is this your Sword Dao?"

Bai Jin placed his longsword behind his back, a breeze blew by, his hair flowing in the wind, poised and otherworldly, smiling as he said, "This is my Sword Dao."

With a look of grief and indignation, Ying Lian watched Bai Jin as a slash opened across his chest and back with a "plop," his body trembling, fresh blood gushing from both front and back, dyeing his clothes red.

Below on Upper Pure Peak, Tongtian’s expression darkened, as expected, it was still the same; I thought you had truly grasped the Sword Dao, but it turned out to be just trickery.

Sitting below, Duobao Taoist contemptuously curled his lips, thinking he was sycophantic and shameless, unworthy to associate with, yet feeling delightfully satisfied inside.

Taishang chuckled, "To follow one’s heart, free from worries about anything; very good! Taiyi, you can go back now."

Donghuang Taiyi stood up from the lord of the Golden Chariot, stepped out of the chariot, and said, "Since I’ve lost, there’s nothing more to say. The cause and effect are settled; we will meet again." He bowed and returned to his chariot, and the curtains were drawn automatically.

Immediately, someone flew forward, took Ying Lian, and returned him to their ranks. The Golden Chariot transformed into a blazing Great Sun and soared into the sky.

Taishang, Primordial, and Tongtian turned and entered the palace; with a thunderous sound, the palace doors slammed shut.

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