Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect-Chapter 953 - 492: Squeezing In_2

The officials and families on the carriage saw how professionally this Demon Head robbed, killing without mercy and dripping with blood. It was truly appalling. Moreover, they were forced to strip and line up, surrendering their entire wealth; how could they comply?

Immediately, a furious grunt was heard from the Divine Bull Treasure Car as a cup was smashed as a signal.

Suddenly, three Nascent Soul Tributors guarding the bull cart flew out to meet the assault, leaving only one white-browed eunuch steady as a rock, eyes closed, guarding his master inside the car.

Tie Dan coldly laughed upon seeing this,

"Oh? Not only no surrender, but resistance too? Asking for trouble! Meet your death!"

"Boom!"

The three tributors were ruthless and silent, not wasting words with Tie Dan but instead lunged forward. Their ghostly figures flashed to either side, forming a triangle around Tie Dan, raising their hands to attack. A palm strike flashed by, and suddenly a White Rainbow Palm Power exploded, tearing through the air like the sound of shattering corpses, scattering like a blossoming goddess!

Amidst the torrential blood and flesh explosion, Tie Dan’s Blood Shadow fluttered, his Divine Movement flashing, moving like a phantom. The trio of elders pursued with fierce attacks using a brutal and sharp combined hand technique, stirring up rolling Palm Winds and ghostly figures, their palm strikes like knives, their Gang Winds like blades, shattering rocks and iron, imposing and terrifying! Their power was incredibly deep, evidently cultivated by Immortal Elixirs, reaching Martial God Level!

Even more astonishing was their technique, clearly from the same battle array palm technique, yet producing entirely different Qi Power. Some scorching like flames, some icy as ice, some dense like rocks, and with all their palms coated in poison!

Every strike of Palm Wind carried dense ice shards, poison needles, and iron sand! A hit is death, a harm causes instant fatalness! Even among themselves, their faces turned bluish-red, blood oozing from nose and mouth, clearly poisoned! Yet, they were indifferent, furiously wielding Poison Palms, surrounding to attack Tie Dan!

Tie Dan knew fighting head-on was unnecessary. Obviously, these three were death soldiers hidden by the family, eager for confrontation, life-for-life, to inject their trained poisonous substances and Poisonous Sand into your body through internal Qi, potentially mortal even if not lethal with one palm, damaging lung and nerves deeply enough to complicate the spinal cord, with decades of Elixir Cultivation and Medicine Nourishment needed to recover.

However, retreat was not an option.

Why was anyone now able to trade blows with him? A mere three Immortal Palace Nascent Souls thought they could force him back!? You’re asking for trouble! Die!

"Mountain Guest Comes with Pine Wind!"

Tie Dan flicked his sleeve, suddenly unleashing a move! The Blood Wind abruptly wrapped around his hands, flashing red to transform into Blood Hands! The blood palms rolled wildly, performing the Blood Wind Chaotic Dance, directly enveloping the entire Poison Sand Palm Winds into the vortex! Blotting out the sun and sky! Like a crimson storm!

"Sunrise Cave Opening Sky-breaking Light!"

Tie Dan swung his right arm, lashing out like a knife, directly delivering the Blood Breaking Mountain Collapse force! Secretly mixed with Nine Luminaries Qi Blade! A Long Arm Fist swung, directly hitting a death soldier’s cervical vertebrae, breaking his head and bones into two folds!

"Step Turning Heavenly Gang and Spinning Dipper!"

Tie Dan’s foot sprung, Blood Shadow Divine Movement! Changing position and form! Instantaneous relocation! Both arms grabbed, one hand each seizing the remaining two’s wrist meridian! Instantly Qi Power burst! Palm Force rampaged! Vortex Blood Burst! Twisting the two human figures into unrecognizable spirals!

"Gathering Wind and Cloud Together with Mountain Sound!"

Both palms vibrated together! Palms flipped and thundered out! Pulling in the Palm Force Inner Strength of the four! Converting Palm Wind, Dark Force, Fist Force, Poisonous Sand, Broken Bones, Shattered Flesh, Essence Blood! All into a vortex storm palm force! Like a raging blood dragon! Twisting and killing, and directly blasted towards the bull cart!

"Master, be careful!!"

The gate-watching eunuch was shocked! Never expected that three vs one would turn into a rout! The opponent was still easily prevailing, pushing back a palm towards his forehead! Also unavoidable! Immediately he shouted loudly! Both palms pushed out with all their might! Every ounce of power unleashed! For the master’s safety! To—wave—

"Boom!!!"

The eunuch exploded.

The bull cart overturned.

The bulls flew.

Just kidding, do you really think anyone can wave against him? Without the title of Nine Great Sect Leaders, Ten Extremes Venerable, don’t try waving against Tie Dan!

What? What is not a Blood Talisman Divine Sword? This is written on the Blood Talisman Divine Sword! This is the Blood Talisman Divine Sword!

"Cough, cough cough..."

Under the setting blood-red sun, the heavens and earth were bathed in eternal scarlet light, dyeing drifting clouds into desolate purple-red, illuminating the broken mountain path below. A luxurious and extraordinary mica carriage overturned on the ground, the charred wood tangled with torn brocade, crushing attendants and female companions into pink meat paste, emitting a pungent blood scent. All forty-eight Strongman Guards lay as scattered corpses, their skin collapsed from the vast Palm Force, blood bursting, soaking the blue stone and merging into the rain channels on either side, forming trickling streams.

Amidst a series of light coughs, a man leaned weakly against the overturned gilt carriage shaft and crawled out.

This man’s appearance was truly striking; his face gleaming like the autumn moon, complexion exquisite as early spring flowers, sideburns neat as though carved by blades, brows drawn like ink paintings. Only, at this moment, his thin lips had lost some color, with dirt smeared on his face like a master craftsman’s prized white jade sculpture accidentally stained with vermillion, purely a male maiden.

Currently, the Seven Treasures Purple Gold Crown he wore tilted askew, a strand of jet-black hair falling over his forehead, stained with dust and dark red blood, making his visage all the more pale. His usually cloud-kissed star-like eyes were dulled with dust and slightly closed, the sharp light akin to starlight within temporarily scattered from a concussion.

His attire woven with Heavenly Grandson Cloud Brocade, embroidered with Nine Pythons Chasing the Sun Pattern using Twisted Gold Thread, was riddled with cracks and dull in radiance. The majestic python head embroidered on his chest now saturated with deep blood stains, became blurred and indistinct.

The slender, jade-like fingers tightly grasped the collar at the chest, the knuckles whitening with effort, trying to suppress the surging energy and blood. Every slight breath caused the pine-like figure to tremble slightly. Despite being stained with dust and blood, it could not conceal the inherent noble demeanor, like a beautiful jade covered in dust—its brilliance might be dimmed, but still pitied.

He then slowly lifted his head and saw Tie Dan, clad in a blood robe, staring coldly at him, seemingly trying to determine his gender while questioning how such a demonic appearance could come from the bloodline of a dignified Immortal Venerable.

"You... you dare! I... I am the direct lineage of the North Country, a relative of the Emperor, honored by the Three Constellations, Duke Yunzhong Beigong Shuo...

I... I do not know which... Supreme has come in person, colliding with my path. I... I am willing to offer all the treasures hidden by the Beigong Family as a tribute at your feet, just...

Pl... please, exalted one, have mercy, grant me a way to survive... or else, when the Heavenly Army of the Immortal Palace arrives, you Demon Sect will be utterly wiped out!"

A noble with royal blood, a first-ranked Duke, no wonder. Probably has some magic treasure for protection and prolonging life, allowing him to take half a set of Pine Wind Palm from Tie Dan head-on and yet remain unharmed.

But it’s obvious Beigong Shuo has never begged anyone since childhood. Despite trembling legs, he still stammeringly couldn’t kneel, continuing to utter threats with a somewhat arrogant tone, quite disgusting.

Tie Dan glanced at him and then at those many ox carts,

"Got any Wanyu Immortal Silk?"

"No..."

"Wasting my time! Skin him, pull his tendons!"

"Ahhh—!"

Alright, Tie Dan would rather not bother with the fancy talk of this girly man. He had said if you don’t surrender, you die.

Immediately, another set of Blood Wind Palm slapped down, and with a ripping sound, directly shredded Beigong Shuo, tearing him, head and all, into two pieces.

"Ah! Father—!"

Then a heart-wrenching cry emerged from beneath the carriage, revealing a Princess who also survived, crawling out from under the ox cart, utterly heartbroken over her father’s mangled corpse.

She resembled her father quite a bit, yet it was unknown if she was a true princess or a girly boy in disguise.

Tie Dan glanced at the fallen carriage yoke beside him.

Hah, the height is just a bit off...

"Xuan Yue dignifiedly guards nine regions."

Tie Dan’s gaze sharpened as he slowly turned, rising with the wind to stand in the clouds, looking towards the south.

"Yuxu cleanses dust and grime."

"Words become magic, Qiankun determined."

"The mountains bow, seeking Dao."

Amidst the chants, four Taoists approached, standing at the Chidao.

Leading them was an elder in an indigo Daoist robe, wearing a Lotus Crown, bowing to Tie Dan,

"Luoshan Mystic-Peak Jade Void Palace, Song Xuantong."

The three younger Taoists behind him also bowed with swords in hand.

"Yin Yuanzhen."

"Mo Shouzhuo."

"Zhang Yunpu."

"Here to witness the Ten Extremes Divine Skill."

Tie Dan nodded slightly, the nine major sects truly adhered to rules, polite. He immediately extended his hand,

"Good! Let’s battle with swords!"