I conquer the immortal with my strength.

Chapter 406: The Sword of the Setting Sun

“I really can’t believe that a late Nascent Soul cultivator, the Purple-robed Elder of Xuantian Pavilion, would actually be lurking in the dark, waiting for me to be shortlisted. This really damages the reputation of the Purple-robed Elder of Xuantian Pavilion!” Zuo Dongge’s face turned ashen and ugly.

"Zuo Dongge, you are still too young. The winner will be the king and the loser will be the bandit. As long as we kill you, we will be famous!" Chai Boxi sneered.

Zuo Dongge remained silent upon hearing this.

“In fact, the reason why we cultivate immortality is nothing more than the pursuit of immortality. Everything else, such as prestige, even hatred and family affection, are all false.

Therefore, if Brother Zuo can share the cave left by Master Yuanhe with us, the hatred between the Qingyuan Sect and the Qi Family can be completely resolved. We can even report to the Pavilion Master and ask Brother Zuo to join the Xuantian Pavilion and become a purple-robed elder.

In this way, not only will Brother Zuo not be in danger of death today, but as the purple-robed elder of Xuantian Pavilion, Qingyuan Sect will also become the same existence as our five major immortal cultivation families.

After the Qingyuan Sect is in the Great Xuan Realm, it will be as stable as a mountain and there will be no more disasters of extermination. Isn't this the best of both worlds? What do you think, brother Zuo? " Shang Ran smiled and talked freely, his voice was gentle and touching.

Upon hearing this, Chai Boxi and Qi Yin both showed a hint of eager anticipation in their eyes.

The three of them had been searching for Yuanhe Zhenren's cave for several years without success. In fact, they had almost concluded that Yuanhe Zhenren's cave was a figment of the imagination. However, after seeing Zuo Dongge, their minds began to waver.

Zuo Dongge broke through from a Jindan-breaking cultivator to become a Yuanying cultivator, and now in just a few years, he has broken through to the middle Yuanying stage. If they say that he has not obtained some great opportunity, they would not believe it even if they are beaten to death.

As for great opportunities, they naturally thought of the cave of Yuanhe Zhenren!
"Brother Shang, I'm afraid this is just wishful thinking on your part!" Zuo Dongge sneered.

"As long as you, Zuo Dongge, are willing to share the cave of True Man Yuanhe, there will be no problem for the Qi family to let go of their feud with the Qingyuan Sect!" Qi Yin said calmly.

Among the six Nascent Soul cultivators, one woman's face changed drastically when she heard this.

This person is Luo Fei, the supreme elder of the Seven Kill Sect.

The Qi family is such a big family, with only one Nascent Soul Grand Elder left, so it is impossible for them to leave Qiyuan Mountain.

The only remaining Nascent Soul ancestor of the Black Evil Palace is serving in the Netherworld Ruins.

So Luo Fei, who was originally recuperating in the Qisha Sect, was naturally assigned a task and brought some Jindan cultivators to Qingyuan Mountain to await Qi Yin's orders.

The faces of the Jindan disciples of the Seven Killing Sect and the Black Evil Palace, who were stationed further out, also changed drastically.

The Qi family has the ancestor Qi Yin as their backer, and the four major families as allies. Even if Zuo Dongge joins the Xuantian Pavilion, becomes the purple-robed elder, and returns to the Qingyuan Sect in the Great Xuan Domain, he cannot touch the Qi family. But they can definitely touch the Black Evil Palace and the Seven Killing Sect!
At this moment, Luo Fei and the disciples of the Black Evil Palace and the Seven Killing Sect felt a sense of frustration and anger at being cheated and taken advantage of, as well as unspeakable fear.

"Qi Yin, I think you have misunderstood! What I said was wishful thinking. Firstly, my Qingyuan Sect does not have any Yuanhe Zhenren Cave at all; secondly, my Qingyuan Sect and your Qi family have a blood feud, so how can we reconcile?" Zuo Dongge said coldly.

Qi Yin's face suddenly turned pale, and he was filled with murderous aura.

"Brother Zuo, why are you doing this?" The smile on Shang Ran's face gradually disappeared.

"I, Zuo Dongge, practice the way of the sword. I have a sword in my heart and I take pleasure in revenge. I would rather die with my sword than compromise!
Today, I have returned to Qingyuan Mountain, hoping to kill my enemies with my own hands, hoping to have a clear mind, and live up to the ancestors of my Qingyuan Sect. I have already put life and death aside!
On the contrary, your Shang family, Chai family, and Xuantian Pavilion have nothing to do with this matter, so why bother to interfere? If you retreat today, I will kill Qi Yin, destroy the Qi family, and avenge my blood feud, and then I will naturally stop!

But if you, the Shang family, the Chai family, and the Xuantian Pavilion, insist on being stubborn and becoming accomplices to the evil, then just come on, I, the Zuodong Pavilion, will kill you and turn the world upside down, with blood flowing like a river!"

Zuo Dongge's hair and beard stood on end and he shouted loudly.

"Qiang!"

The broken sword soared into the sky, reflecting the setting sun and dyeing Qingyuan Mountain into a bloody sword color.

Although the sword has not killed anyone, people seem to have seen the raging sword light turning the land into a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

At the same time, a golden seal slowly rose from above his head.

This seal is densely engraved with thousands of sword symbols.

As soon as the seal was released, the thousands of sword symbols on it began to flash, and thousands of sword qi fell down, condensing into a sword armor that protected Zuo Dongge's body.

This magic seal is called the Ten Thousand Swords Spirit Armor Seal, and it was found by Xia Daoming at the bottom of a lake in the Xuanwu Secret Realm. No one knew where this magic seal came from when some Nascent Soul cultivator was crushed to death by the lake water and sank to the bottom of the lake. After more than twenty years, the sword light is still shining, which is quite extraordinary.

At that time, Xia Daoming was thinking that his master was practicing the Gengjin sword art, and this seal was just right for him.

Later, when he met Zuo Dongge again, Xia Daoming took out the seal and gave it to him.

There were originally some magic weapons used by other Nascent Soul cultivators, and Xia Daoming felt it was a waste to keep them in his hands, so he wanted to ask his master to pick a few more. However, Zuo Dongge had a different personality from Xia Daoming. He was obsessed with swords and didn't want to be distracted any more.

I believe that one sword is enough to kill the enemy and one sword seal is enough to defend against the enemy!

Upon seeing this, Qi Yin and others' eyes suddenly narrowed and their faces looked solemn.

Only Luo Fei felt relieved.

"In that case, we can only kill you, capture your Nascent Soul, and then ask the Pavilion Master to search your soul!" Shang Ran said coldly, his once gentle old face turned cold-blooded and ferocious.

"This is better, it can vent the hatred in my heart!" Qi Yin gritted his teeth, the snake demon's face twisted and extremely ferocious.

"Six Paths Destruction Wheel, kill!" Chai Boxi did not say much, but shouted coldly and gave the order directly.

As soon as Chai Boxi said this, six rays of light shot out and formed a huge wheel. This wheel had six colors of light shining, and contained six different energy killing moves, like a giant wheel standing upright in the sky and earth, slowly turning, and crushing towards Zuo Dongge.

The treasure wheel turned, various energies were stirred, and the space trembled. It seemed that it could crush and strangle everything. The power was almost comparable to an attack from a peak cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Infant Realm.

Apparently, the six of them practiced this Liuhe battle formation frequently.

"You guys hold back the battle formation, Xiao Jin and I will charge with all our strength!" Seeing the enormous power of the Liuhe battle formation, Zuo Dongge seemed to be thinking of retreating and shouted loudly.

"Kill!" Xia Daoming, Chai Feng and Huang Yurong shouted loudly, and each of them sacrificed a magic weapon, and blasted towards the treasure wheel that was crushing them.

Zuo Dongge pointed at the broken sword, and a clear sword chanting sound was heard.

The broken sword emitted a few not-so-bright sword lights, which looked like a setting sun releasing its afterglow, hanging in the sky, echoing the setting sun that was slowly falling from the mountain in the sky.

The broken sword and setting sun fall.

The sword light was restrained, but it carried the resolute sword intent to fight to the last moment and not give up.

It is like the setting sun, but it still casts its last ray of warm sunshine onto the earth.

The former Zuo Dongge was like the broken sword in his hand, no longer sharp, just like the setting sun slowly setting in the west over Qingyuan Mountain, about to fall completely into darkness.

During the long period of nearly two hundred years, Zuo Dongge would sit by the pond at Tianjian Peak every day, facing the setting sun and wiping the broken sword. Even though he knew that he would eventually fall into endless darkness, he still maintained his pride, adhered to the sharpness of his sword intent, and never gave up his pursuit of the way of the sword.

Others thought that his golden elixir was broken and was at most equivalent to the early stage of golden elixir.

Only Zuo Dongge knew that his swordsmanship had already surpassed his cultivation level.

It was for this reason that when Xia Daoming had a dispute with other true disciples, Zuo Dongge had no fear when facing Luo Qian, and even Qiu Dongyan, the late Jindan elder who was passing on the skills, and dared to challenge him.

The sword light was dim, but it filled the sky and earth, carrying with it a destructive sword intent that pierced people's hearts.

It seemed that as the sword light went out, everything would fall into endless silence and darkness.

The setting sun sword of annihilation!
Although the setting sun is dim, it can still illuminate the entire earth.

The setting sun casts a dark shadow on earth.

Life and death depend on this sword.

This is the sword art that Zuo Dongge realized based on his own situation when he sat alone in the back hall of Tianjian Peak for nearly two hundred years.

In the following decades, he broke the elixir and re-formed it, then broke the elixir and formed an infant, thus perfecting this sword art.

Faced with the dim broken sword falling from the sky, even Qi Yin's state of mind was slightly shaken, and he felt a little bit of retreat, as if he didn't dare to face the sword directly.

"kill!"

But Qi Yin was so powerful that the flaw in his state of mind flashed away, his eyes suddenly lit up, and with a loud shout, his robes fluttered, and a flag with rippling black waves rose into the sky. When the flag opened, the sound of huge waves was heard.

Nine black water dragons rushed out from the flag and coiled towards the broken sword one after another.

The Nine Nether Water Dragon Flag is Qi Yin’s most proud and powerful magic weapon.

The broken sword was constantly entangled and swallowed by the black water dragon, but the dim sword light was like the afterglow of the setting sun, constantly breaking through the black water dragon and causing huge waves to roll back.

But just as the broken sword rushed out, a black water dragon immediately wrapped around it.

"Ancestor, Xiao Jin is here to help you!" Upon seeing this, Xiao Jin's body burst into golden light, and a golden feather from each of his left and right wings broke through the air and turned into a feather sword with dazzling golden light.

The two swords merged into one, just the opposite of the broken sword. The golden light was dazzling, and the sword energy was radiating, like a rising sun.

These two golden feathers are the two most powerful feathers on Xiao Jin's body. When he broke through to become a fifth-level spiritual bird, he used the two strands of ancient golden roc's essence to refine them into his own magic weapon.

This treasure is derived from oneself. Not only can it be used as easily as one's own arm, as one wishes, but its power and quality will also increase as one's own cultivation level improves.

This is also a method used by many ancient powerful demon tribes to refine their own magical weapons.

If Xiao Jin didn't have those two strands of ancient golden roc essence, even if he entered the fifth level, those two golden feathers could only barely reach the level of magic weapons.

Today, the power and quality of these two golden feathers are comparable to those of powerful magic weapons.

"Boom! Boom!"

The Golden Peng Feather Sword rushed into the dark water, stirring it violently, like a golden dragon stirring up the sea, causing huge waves.

As soon as Xiao Jin joined in, Qi Yin suddenly felt a lot of pressure. His face changed slightly, and he kept making hand gestures with his hands, causing the flag to flutter and make rustling sounds.

At the same time, another black bead spurted out of her mouth and hung above her head.

(End of this chapter)