Born with immortal seed

Chapter 757

The Azure Lotus Sword Sect.

In the Water Mirror Technique, a ferocious ancient demon ignored the obstacles, waved its hand to flatten a hill, and smashed through a dangerous peak.

For him, the goal was clear: the Qinglian Sword Sect.

With one step, the ground shook violently, and thunder roared.

Deep footprints were left on the ground, the soil was scorched black, and demonic flames flowed.

Waves of terrifying demonic energy surged forth, forming tangible waves, and black chains appeared in the air.

As long as they were under this sky, all the cultivators felt a tightness in their chests, as if they were trapped in an indescribable cage.

A Nascent Soul True Monarch tried to tear open the void and escape, only to be horrified to find that the void itself was also filled with chains.

Moreover, it was engulfed in raging demonic flames, radiating an astonishing power, giving one the feeling that if one took a step forward, one would be completely burned to ashes.

The feeling was so clear that there was no need to try.

Upon closer inspection, one can discover that the runes on these chains are very similar to the five-crystal divine iron that forms the Demon Refining Array in the Burial Immortal Valley.

Suppressed by the Demon-Sealing Array for over 100,000 years, not only was the ancient demon not completely refined, but much of its knowledge was also learned by it.

"Spatial confinement... Shatter the top-grade spirit stone, push the formation to its limit, summon the Five Emperors Golden Crow Sword Spirit, and then project the power of the Taixu Secret Realm onto the formation!"

A tall, refined-looking Nascent Soul cultivator with a scholarly air was giving instructions in an orderly manner.

After receiving the notification from the Taiping Sect, the Qinglian Sword Sect has not relaxed its efforts for more than a month.

Regardless of whether the news is true or false, at least the Taiping Sect's deduction has its basis, rather than being mere guesswork.

All the treasures hidden away were taken out, and many one-time use spiritual items and secret techniques were prepared.

In truth, he knew that if they really encountered an ancient demon, it was questionable how effective these methods would be.

But for the prestigious Azure Lotus Sword Sect to abandon the sect based on a mere deduction is even more impossible.

Meng Chang, the Wenchang Sword Master, was one of the two candidates vying for the position of sect leader. After the Asura Ancient Demon's next target was suspected to be the Qinglian Sword Sect, his status rose rapidly, and he gained absolute power.

In terms of swordsmanship, Meng Chang doesn't rank among the top five in the Sword Sect. This is mainly because he is meticulous and prudent in handling matters, and in the past, he had already taken on most of the responsibilities of the sect leader.

Everyone has gotten used to it; government orders come from him.

However, the Azure Lotus Sword Sect highly values ​​the realm of swordsmanship, and this alone surpasses countless others.

Competitors relentlessly attacked this point, resulting in significant point deductions.

However, Meng Chang also possesses the identity of a fourth-tier peak array master, which allows him to play a crucial role in manipulating the array to resist the Asura Ancient Demon.

Faced with life and death, the old traditions of the Sword Sect were no longer effective, and the status of array masters was elevated to its highest point.

Since individual strength was insufficient to deal with demonic cultivators, they shifted their hopes to formations.

One after another, sword lotuses bloomed, layer upon layer, covering the mountains and fields, numbering in the tens of thousands.

Five golden crows, each with a slightly different appearance, flapped their feathers, scattering golden flames.

The original indigo sword lotus was now tinged with gold, the two lights reflecting each other.

At the same time, a small world faintly appeared in the void, and a beam of light was cast down, pushing the power of the formation to another level.

"Ashura!"

In the blink of an eye, the ancient demon arrived at the foot of the mountain, raised his palm and pressed down, drawing upon the power from all directions. Dark clouds pressed down on the city with an unparalleled force.

Unlike human cultivators who would launch into a long explanation to justify their actions, he was not like them.

No treasures or supernatural powers are needed; the Great Dao of Destruction converges on any part of the body, limbs, or other organs.

Even if a fifth-order body tempering cultivator has mastered the Dharma of Heaven and Earth, they still cannot compare to the Asura Demon Body.

They may look similar on the surface, but when it comes to the crucial moment of actual combat, the differences will become apparent.

This is the power of the Asura Demon Body; everything is designed for battle, and there are no unnecessary burdens on the demon body.

In the most ancient times of the Upper Realm, the Demon Race fought its way out with the help of the Asura Race.

During that period, hundreds of races coexisted, and every race that survived to the end was extraordinary.

The fact that the Asura race was able to make a name for themselves and occupy a realm in that extremely fierce and powerful war among a hundred races speaks volumes.

Click!

Click!

Click!

The sword lotuses appeared extremely fragile under the demon's grasp, first turning mottled and dark, then scattering into tiny fragments.

A gust of wind swept across the land, causing lotus leaves to wither and fall, fading into vast expanses of decay.

The entire formation sank down, sinking a layer, and five golden crows flew out together, spewing flames to support the giant palm.

Another towering finger fell, piercing through multiple layers of light shields in succession, and wherever it passed, the sword lotus withered away.

Even the Golden Crow was struck by the demonic intent of destruction; its golden body was speckled with black spots, and it descended the mountain with a mournful cry.

The golden crow retracted into the sword, flashed with golden light, and disappeared without a trace.

With Li Fengzi dead, the Qinglian Sword Sect no longer has a sword master recognized by the Five Emperors Golden Crow Sword, so why would they go all out at this moment?

Countless beams of light shone forth, momentarily dispelling the demonic clouds and illuminating the ancient demon's body clearly.

While frantically wrapping around the towering fingers, three fierce sword intents shot out, each possessing the power to shake the cultivation world at the Nascent Soul level.

These three sword intents were left behind by three Nascent Soul stage masters in the history of the Azure Lotus Sword Sect. They were the most intense and unwilling gathering of their essence, energy, and spirit before their passing.

Under Meng Chang's command, they got along remarkably well, as if three Nascent Soul sword cultivators had truly reappeared, displaying all their life's learning.

This is the charm of formations, something that other cultivators can only dream of.

boom!
As expected of the Asura Ancient Demon, who possesses a natural fighting physique, when faced with adversity, he simply raised his arm to block. The sword lights that were clearly attacking from multiple directions were inexplicably caught by the bone armor on his forearm.

It's like having foreseen that the sword light would follow this path, and waiting for it well in advance.

It possesses the intent of a sword but lacks hatred or love; it is indifferent and dignified, colder than a snow-capped mountain.

This Nascent Soul Grandmaster was skilled at manipulating emotions with swordsmanship. Legend has it that a single sword dance caused ten thousand onlookers to undergo a dramatic emotional shift, leading some to commit suicide on the spot.

Even the ancient demon's physical consciousness was suppressed to its deepest level by the Asura statue, so what use could this sword intent targeting emotions possibly have?

It didn't even shake, as if nothing had happened.

It possesses a sword intent that is lofty and impartial, carrying a sense of judgment.

The yang side determines life, the yin side determines death; it all lies within the principles of the sword master.

As the ancient demon underwent this test, a piece of bone armor on its arm shattered into hundreds of pieces, a testament to its judgment by sword intent.

However, the difference in strength was too great, and a single piece of bone armor was enough to atone for the crime.

Some sword intents are sharp and unparalleled. They may look ordinary, but when they land on an ancient demon, they pierce its skin for the first time, even penetrating its palm, causing demonic blood to gush out onto the ground.

The Asura Ancient Demon was injured for the first time, which clearly aroused its anger. It pounded its fists like drums, striking the Qinglian Sword Sect's formation again and again.

With each bombardment, a large array collapsed, revealing the Qinglian Sword Sect disciples staggering about.

All the sect's top-grade spirit stones were stored around Meng Chang, and he poured them into the formation as if they were free; otherwise, the formation would have disintegrated long ago.

Those array masters responsible for manipulating the hub and stabilizing the nodes were also thrown into disarray, and many suffered minor injuries.

"No!"

Everyone could see that when the next palm strike landed, it would be the moment when the Qinglian Sword Sect's last line of defense was completely broken.

Meng Chang was already in tears, his Taoist robe was stained red on both arms and shriveled up.

These arms fought to the very last moment, along with the shattered control hub.

Only after he took off his Taoist robe could one discover that he was an armless man.

call out!
A long, gentle sword light came from the east, sweeping across thousands of miles and clearing away all the demonic clouds along the way.

The lightning was so dazzling that even from tens of thousands of miles away, it overshadowed all other lights in the sky, leaving only one.

The demonic clouds that were previously impossible to clear seemed to have met their nemesis and melted away rapidly.

The ancient demon Asura looked up and conjured a demonic hand to seize and capture the sword light.

With a series of clangs, the flying sword and the demonic palm clashed, producing a metallic sound. Both were simultaneously pushed back, with no clear winner.

"Ashura!"

The ancient demon failed to catch the tiny sword light, which was as small as an insect. It roared and the sound wave spread out, killing countless low-level cultivators directly with its demonic sound.

If two more pairs of arms grew under the armpits, and all six arms waved and embraced at the same time, the sheer force would be enough to crush even a star in one's arms.

However, the lightning sword light retreated after a brief exchange, causing the ancient demon's attacks to miss their mark and be in vain.

Unable to find the source of the sword light, he roared in impotent rage and stomped towards the Azure Lotus Sword Sect again.

call out!call out!call out!
This time, three sword lights appeared out of thin air, two aimed at the eyes, and one piercing straight into the forehead.

"Is this sword light teleporting? We can't even find its source, how is that possible!"

Meng Chang exclaimed in surprise. This time he saw it clearly. Not only was the sword light appearing abruptly, but there was also no fluctuation of spatial essence.

They are either sword cultivators providing covert support, whose strength is so great that they can deceive everyone at close range, and even cultivators who practice spatial supernatural abilities do not find it strange.

Otherwise, there must be another sword technique that can achieve a similar effect.

Suddenly someone came to the rescue, and in a short time, his emotions jumped back and forth between extreme joy and sorrow, making him even more agitated.

"It is clearly the power of thought, omnipresent... Senior Brother Meng, sometimes I even doubt whether you are really a disciple of the Sword Sect, how did you cultivate to the point of breaking through all laws with one sword."

Meng Chang's rival, Han Song, stood behind him with a stern expression, placed his hand on Meng Chang's shoulder, and began to inject his true energy to repair his injured body.

"The omnipresence of the Time Sword Lord is different from that of the Heavenly Punishment Peak Master back then, as it further downplays its own existence... Even the ancient demon did not know where the attack came from, and was provoked to anger."

There is only one sword light of this caliber in the entire cultivation world; one doesn't need to guess to know who it is.

"Thank you for your guidance, Junior Brother... If that's the case, wouldn't someone who has mastered this sword intent be invincible? As long as they remain hidden and never show themselves, who could defeat them?"

What was once terrifying was now like a headless fly frantically waving its hands, trying to get lucky and run into a sword-wielding cultivator.

Judging from the scene alone, it was a complete and utter crushing defeat.

The ancient demon was enraged by a few fifth-tier flying swords, and even forgot about the Azure Lotus Sword Sect that was right next to him.

"Firstly, the method of cultivation is not as easy as imagined. It is somewhat like an enhanced version of the ancient sword cultivator's primordial spirit sword control. There are so many sword cultivators in the world, and many Nascent Soul True Monarchs have studied it extensively, but so far no one has been heard of cultivating it successfully. The Time Sword Monarch is the first."

Han Song stared intently at the battle between the sword light in the air and the ancient demon, his eyes never blinking, afraid of missing a single frame.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime learning opportunity for every sword cultivator.

"Secondly, this places extremely high demands on the sword-wielder's spiritual sense, true essence, and other aspects... In my estimation, even if I could master it, the sword light could only spread for a hundred miles at most. Beyond that, my spiritual sense would be unable to control it, and the flying sword would become crooked."

"At the same time, striking the sword at this distance is also a huge test of the control of true energy."

There is no need to control a flying sword from a hundred miles away.

The ancient demon could be right in front of you with a single step, so it would be much more convenient to just fly on your sword.

Only those who have truly dedicated themselves to the art of swordsmanship and have a certain understanding of the omnipresent sword intent can feel the awe and wonder of this moment.

Beside the ancient demon, seven flying swords were already taking turns to fight.

You stab him with your sword, he swings it back.

The ancient demon, who seemed invincible, had multiple wounds on its body, and its demonic blood flowed out, dripping onto the ground like sulfuric acid, scorching grooves of varying depths.

"Ashura!"

The ancient demon roared again, his surging demonic energy condensing around him. He simply ignored the troublesome flying sword and charged headlong towards the Azure Lotus Sword Sect.

The jet-black demonic armor, composed of demonic energy, protected him from sword attacks from any corner.

The sword lights, like scattered stars, grew increasingly dense, filling every corner of the field of vision.

Some sword flashes charged forward relentlessly, as if they didn't care about the risk of being captured.

Some flying swords were cautious and only tried to gain a small advantage before retreating in fear.

Furthermore, the flying swords are upright and honest, never using any feints or tricks, and always appearing dignified and legitimate.

The diverse sword styles make it seem as if multiple swordsmen are controlling these flying swords.

Later on, the ancient demon simply gave up on defense.

The ancient demon's body was fixed in the laws of heaven and earth, its size was too exaggerated.

While gaining almost limitless power and a terrifying physical body, he also turned himself into a giant target.

How could all the flying swords, which showed no power fluctuations before they appeared, be blocked?

Relying on his powerful physique and magical armor, he returned to his original goal, refusing to let the strange sword light disrupt his progress.

If it were a cultivator with sufficient intelligence, they would have realized long ago that although Bai Zichen's sword light was unpredictable and impossible to defend against, it was not fatal.

Ancient demons are inherently thick-skinned and tough, their physical bodies capable of being used as powerful spiritual treasures. Even human body-tempering cultivators who reach the peak of the fifth rank could not possess such a physique.

In addition, the Asura Demon Body possesses restorative abilities. Although the ancient demon is covered in wounds, they are actually just minor injuries that have accumulated and pose no fatal threat for the time being.

They should have prioritized the matter long ago and forcibly destroyed the Azure Lotus Sword Sect first.

The sword cultivators in the shadows either had to watch helplessly as their mission failed, with no way to reverse the situation.

They could either be more aggressive and take a riskier gamble, in which there is a very high probability that they would be captured by the ancient demon.

……

Three thousand seven hundred miles away, Bai Zichen sat cross-legged on a mountain peak.

The twelve flying swords spun rapidly before my eyes, like a roulette wheel.

Every so often, he would reach out and flick away a flying sword, which would then fly away with a whoosh.

This distance is his current limit, allowing him to keep everything under control.

The ability to be omnipresent is a divine talent he gained after becoming a deity. Although it originated from the Sword Emperor, it is more like the path of the Heavenly Punishment Peak Master.

(End of this chapter)