Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 550 The Golden-Winged Roc Soars Through the Sky, Its Shadow is Sharp; The Jade Purity Burns the World, the Fiery Lotus is Beautiful (Seeking Rewards and Subscriptions!)

The rolling hills stretch endlessly, and the lush forests extend to the horizon.

In an instant, a magnificent five-colored rainbow tore through the sky, flying at a speed far exceeding that of a Nascent Soul cultivator, leaving a million miles behind.

This was no ordinary escape light, but rather Kong Yan revealing her true form and displaying a divine rainbow formed from her five-colored feathers.

Kong Yan was the only daughter of the demon saint Kong Ji Dao Ren. Although Kong Ji Dao Ren was limited by his cultivation level and did not master the Five Elements Heavenly Escape Step, he naturally created a similar lower-level divine power with his talent. As his daughter, Kong Yan also inherited the inheritance. During this period, she has been using this escape technique called "Five-Colored Flowing Light Escape" with all her might, which can also be used as a reference for Lu Cheng.

With a flap of its feathers, five colors of divine light—red, yellow, blue, white, and black—flowed and transformed, carrying a vast primordial energy that propelled the Taoist Lu Cheng on its back at breakneck speed.

Lu Cheng Daoist sat calmly on the broad, stable back of the peacock, toying with a perfectly round, deep purple pearl in his hand, its interior concealing countless layers of ever-changing thunder and swirling purple lightning.

This bead is called "Taiqing One Qi Annihilation Immortal Thunder". It was a magic treasure that a senior of the Taiqing Sect, who ascended to immortality, used great magic power and supernatural abilities to capture a wisp of heavenly tribulation lightning when he was undergoing the tribulation of the Nine Heavens Divine Punishment. He bestowed it upon his disciples before his ascension. Later, the cultivators of the Taiqing Sect spent countless precious materials and painstaking efforts to refine it.

Once released, this terrifying thunderbolt, if fully unleashed, could obliterate a Nascent Soul cultivator, intimidate a Mahayana cultivator, and kill all five elements within the Three Realms. It is a one-time use ninth-tier magic weapon, truly a treasure of the Taiqing Sect.

The Daoist Master Xuanqing was well aware of the principle of not sending soldiers to starve. After returning that day, he bestowed this Thunder Pearl upon Lu Cheng as a companion for his journey.

"Hmm? Why does that place exude such a menacing aura? Yan'er, go take a look."

Lu Cheng sat on the back of the Five Elements Peacock, his eyes faintly glowing with golden and red light. The five-colored light pierced through the sea of ​​clouds, gradually slowing down. Kong Yan let out a clear cry, and its huge body circled once in the air, then withdrew its divine light and slowly landed on the edge of the Seven Wonders Mountain region.

According to the spiritual map, there should be a sizable city here, but instead of the bustling and prosperous scene, there was a nauseating smell of burning, a strong stench of blood, and a bone-chilling cold.

What should have been fertile fields and cities has now turned into an endless expanse of black scorched earth.

The cold moonlight stingily fell, illuminating a scene of utter devastation: crumbling walls pierced the sky like animal bones, charred beams still warm from which wisps of smoke rose, and even more horrifying were the twisted, broken corpses scattered on the ground, most with their flesh torn open, entrails exposed, and teeth marks all over them, clearly having been brutally devoured by wild beasts before their deaths.

Lu Cheng Daoist's expression darkened. He raised his hand to recall Kong Yan, who was quite exhausted from flying for many days, stepped forward, and looked around:

"At that time, the Savior from Suffering, the Heavenly Venerable, pervaded the ten directions, constantly using his divine power to rescue all sentient beings from their delusions. These beings, unaware of his presence, were like the blind seeing the sun and moon. I am originally from the Great Void, leading without end. Auspicious clouds open the gate of life, and auspicious smoke seals the gate of death. From the initial primordial chaos, I govern the mechanisms of auspiciousness and response. I save all sins and deliver all from calamities. Vast and boundless is the source of immortality, naturally pure and expansive. All rely on the power of the Great Dao to subdue all demonic spirits…"

Centered on Lu Cheng's body, a pure and righteous divine light spread out, sweeping across the entire ruins like ripples on water.

This is a Taoist guiding light used to deliver the souls of the deceased; it can dispel resentment and anger, and guide the souls of the deceased.

However, when the light swept across, the world was deathly silent, save for the mournful howl of the wind. Not a single remnant soul responded, nor did a single spirit manifest.

"Such ruthless methods! All souls have been captured by evil magic. Is a demonic cultivator refining a magical artifact like the Myriad Soul Banner?"

A murderous glint flashed in Lu Cheng's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

Such things are relatively rare in the Earthly Immortal Realm. There are also demonic cultivators in the Earthly Immortal Realm who call themselves demonic immortals. However, since they have ascended to the Earthly Immortal Realm, it means that their merits in the lower realm have not reached the point of incurring the wrath of heaven and man. They also cultivate the demonic arts of the true demonic world, modified techniques.

Among the nine sects and thirty-six factions of the human race in the Earthly Immortal Realm, there are also a few demonic sects, but they would never dare to do such a thing, otherwise they would really be condemned by the righteous cultivators of the world. In the Earthly Immortal Realm, the righteous cultivators still have great power.

...

At the foot of a sacred mountain, amidst a grove of trees and beside a clear pool, a figure stood facing the wind, seemingly waiting for his companions to arrive.

The moonlight, like a ribbon, poured down upon her, as if draping this beautiful female Taoist priestess in a hazy veil of light.

She wore the plain white Taoist robe unique to the Jade Purity Sect, with flowing sleeves and hidden flame patterns drawn in gold thread at the collar and cuffs, which were constantly moving.

Her long, black hair cascaded down her back, simply held up with a red jade hairpin shaped like a phoenix spreading its wings. A few strands of hair fell beside her temples, adding to her natural charm.

Her appearance was not one of breathtaking coldness, but rather a refined beauty that contained an inner fiery passion, like magma surging beneath the ice, contradictory yet harmonious.

His eyes, in particular, were clear and pure like a cold spring on a mountain peak, yet deep within them seemed to hold two flickering flames. As his gaze shifted, the air itself seemed to be imbued with a spiritual quality, subtly distorting and warming. An invisible field of fire seemed to surround him, not scorching hot, but bringing a chilling warmth that burned away distracting thoughts and purified the Dao heart, subtly causing the surrounding air to stagnate slightly.

Such a person is naturally the representative of the Jade Purity Sect on this trip—Fire Spirit Fairy.

Red lotus, white lotus root, green lotus leaf, the three religions are originally one family!
Although the three religions of Taiqing, Yuqing, and Shangqing have had disputes and even open and covert struggles over the past tens of thousands of years, their overall relationship has remained harmonious.

After all, in this Immortal Realm, among the hundred races of the Spirit Realm, the human race is not particularly powerful, and this is not the time for internal strife.

This time, the Shangqing Sect rarely sought help from the Taiqing and Yuqing lineages. Both Taiqing and Yuqing lineages sent their most outstanding cultivators, unwilling to miss this opportunity to make the Shangqing Sect owe them a favor.

"May I ask if you are Fellow Daoist Lu of the Taiqing Sect?" The voice of Fairy Huoling came, clear and melodious like pearls falling on a jade plate, yet carrying a hint of aloofness and clarity.

Lu Cheng landed in a rainbow of light, bowed slightly after exchanging greetings, and said, "It is indeed I. I have witnessed a terrible scene along the way. I wonder if the fairy has any clues?"

A trace of solemn sorrow appeared in the eyes of the Fire Spirit Fairy, and she gently shook her head: "When I came here, this place was already like this. The entrance to the Eastern Heavenly Ruins is elusive and has not yet fully manifested in the world. I was drawn here by this soaring resentment and bloodshed, and I am also investigating the culprit behind these evil deeds."

The two Taoists spoke concisely and clearly, and then transformed into a rainbow of light, joined forces, and used their Taoist magic to track clues and explore the surroundings.

This is no longer a matter of cultivators being impatient with worldly etiquette, but rather a matter of saving lives as if putting out a fire. When one cultivates to the level of Lu Cheng and Huo Ling Dao Ren, one's mind is naturally clear when not clouded by tribulation energy, and one knows what is important and what is not.

It flew around, its divine sense sweeping outwards.

With the help of the Fire Spirit Fairy's occasional finger calculations, Lu Cheng noticed that whenever the Fire Spirit Fairy made these calculations, countless stars would appear in the sky. This was the convergence of stellar power, echoing the stars in the sky, a highly profound method of the Jade Purity Algorithm.

This Fire Spirit Fairy possesses considerable cultivation.

However, after an hour of repeated calculations, the Fire Spirit Fairy finally gave up in despair, saying bitterly:

“There are cultivators with extremely high magical power who have cast spells to conceal the secrets of this region. With my cultivation level, what I can gain is very limited.”

"Fellow Daoist Lu, do you possess any methods?"

“I have only recently been promoted, and my cultivation is probably far inferior to that of a fairy… However, even if we cannot directly obtain the answer by calculating the secrets of heaven, we still have a compromise method.”

As he spoke, Lu Cheng waved his sleeve, and a flash of golden light appeared. A snow-white wolfhound with white teeth, a red tongue, and sharp eyes ran out.

What made the Fire Spirit Fairy's pupils shrink even more was that the demonic aura of this wolfhound was so intense that it had actually reached the Void Returning Realm!

Having cultivated to the Void Returning realm, most of the demonic beasts collected within Lu Cheng's Nine Li Cauldron could no longer keep up with the speed of Lu Cheng's cultivation progress.

Even the Five Elements Gu worms, into which Lu Cheng had invested a massive amount of resources, were like this. Only this Moon-Devouring Demon Dog, with its unique innate divine power and the miraculous power of the Nine Li Cauldron, was always able to keep up with Lu Cheng's cultivation progress.

Although Lu Cheng no longer has income from inter-realm trade, he still has Huangyun Mansion, which he has managed for many years, and the Giant Spirit Flying Ship. The Giant Spirit Flying Ship, in particular, is almost a small world that belongs exclusively to Lu Cheng. Although Taiqing Sect wanted to take half of the profits before, Lu Cheng's three thousand years of investment and management have made him extremely wealthy. It is not difficult for him to collect resources and push the Moon Devouring Demon Dog to the Void Returning Realm.

Lu Cheng advanced the Giant Spirit Flying Ship to the eighth rank, which, according to the sect's rules, was a great service to the sect. Therefore, before he achieved Dao Transformation or ascended to the upper realm, all the profits from the Giant Spirit Flying Ship belonged to Lu Cheng personally. Only after he ascended to the upper realm would he need to return the Giant Spirit Flying Ship to the sect.

"I never imagined you had such a natal spirit beast, Fellow Daoist. I am truly impressed," Fairy Fire Spirit said sincerely.

Lu Cheng can only be considered a cultivator who mainly cultivates beast taming techniques. However, with such a clearly extraordinary seventh-tier dog demon as his natal spirit beast, even if this person only has the magic power of the early stage of Void Returning, cultivators in the middle stage of Void Returning would not be willing to provoke him easily.

After all, although cultivators who specialize in beast taming techniques may be somewhat hindered in their advancement, they can still achieve a two-against-one effect when fighting against others.

Without needing its master's command, Tunyue sniffed deeply in all directions, pondered for a moment, and then raised its tail straight up to indicate the direction to the two.

"That direction is near Juxia City! Damn it, how dare they do this!"

Without another word, the two transformed into clear light and crimson clouds, and in an instant, they sped off towards Juxia City.

Before even reaching the territory of Juxia City, a raging inferno suddenly rose into the sky from the distant horizon!

The demonic energy billowed like smoke, obscuring half the sky and staining the three moons in the heavens with a filthy dark red.

The air was thick with the stench of burning corpses, which could be clearly smelled from dozens of miles away!
"It really is Juxia City!" Fire Spirit Fairy's voice was filled with murderous intent.

The towering demonic flames were located in Juxia City, the largest mortal city in the vicinity. The Immortal Realm had not seen such a tragedy for many years. The demonic flames had completely transformed the once magnificent city into a purgatory!

The two increased their speed by another three points, and in the blink of an eye, they were already above Juxia City.

The scene unfolded before my eyes like a painting of hell!

The city was engulfed and burned by a dark green demonic flame, and buildings collapsed in large numbers. Even more terrifying, within the flames, countless twisted souls struggled and wailed, bound by an invisible force, and were thrown into the core of the demonic flames like firewood. With each batch thrown in, the flames rose higher and the evil aura intensified!
On the ground, countless dark blue-green demonic souls roamed about, tearing at the remaining living people. In an instant, this place was completely turned into a blood-devouring demon's den!
In the core area of ​​the demonic flames, a sinister altar was constructed, pieced together from countless corpses and bones. At the top of the altar sat a black-robed cultivator who appeared to be middle-aged. His face was sallow, his eyes flashed with an eerie red light, and his body was filled with surging demonic energy, exuding a rotten and viscous bloody stench that was as decaying as the corpses.

He leaned against the pile of corpses on the altar while tilting his head back to drink the blood wine.

Demonic cultivators, even on their own territory, wouldn't be so greedy and exploitative; they would have certain bottom lines and limitations. But when they go to other forces, their demonic and bestial nature is completely unleashed. As long as their own interests and their bestial instincts are satisfied, they will do anything.

Below the altar, a dozen or so blood-robed demonic cultivators, whose auras were similar but whose demonic energy was much weaker, were guarding the altar. Their cultivation levels ranged from Nascent Soul to Divine Transformation.

They were currently wielding various sinister magical artifacts, driving the refined corpse demons, blood beasts, and demon souls to frantically slaughter the remaining living beings and collect fresh souls, their faces filled with fanaticism and cruelty.

Suddenly, the black-robed cultivator with a sallow complexion who was drinking blood wine turned his gaze. He seemed to possess some kind of pupil technique, and with a flash of red light, he broke through the invisibility spell of Lu Cheng and Huo Ling.

The middle-aged demonic cultivator's gaze swept unabashedly over Lu Cheng and Fairy Fire Spirit, his greed undisguised, as if he already considered them his for the taking.

He waved his hand and said, "My children, capture these two juniors for your ancestor. Extract the soul and refine the spirit of the man, and keep the woman as a furnace for us to enjoy ourselves with before extracting her soul and refining her spirit!"

"...You devil, you really don't waste anything. You squeeze bones and extract marrow, and use stones to extract oil. You can be useful to men, women, young and old."

Lu Cheng understood why this black-robed demonic cultivator was so arrogant and presumptuous.

Because when fighting alone, demonic cultivators often have the upper hand.

Judging from the power of this demonic cultivator, he has clearly reached the peak of the Returning to the Void realm. With such power, he is quite confident that he can defeat two righteous Returning to the Void cultivators and have his demonic offspring wear him down from the front. It would be even easier for him to protect himself and his life.

If Lu Cheng and Huo Ling were ordinary cultivators who had returned to the Void Realm in the Immortal Realm...

In an instant, dozens of demonic cultivators at the Nascent Soul and Divine Transformation stages cast spells, causing hundreds of ferocious, blood-sucking corpse demons, blood beasts, and demonic souls around them to let out deafening howls.

Like locusts drawn by the smell of blood, they swept up a cloud of filth and demonic energy, swarming towards Daoist Lu Cheng and Fairy Huo Ling.

Various kinds of dark lightning, blood arrows, corpse poison, and white bone claw marks tore through the void, and a foul aura permeated the air, as if to completely dye this space into a demonic realm.

Faced with this chaotic onslaught of demons, the Fire Spirit Fairy let out a cold snort and gently opened her lips:
"Jade Purity Mystic Art - Myriad-Petal Flaming Lotus!" With a light wave of her hand, she took out a fiery red Ruyi magic weapon with her left hand, and with her right fingertips forming a spiritual hand seal, a thousand-petaled lotus flower, refined to its extreme and composed entirely of nearly transparent crystal pure fire, suddenly bloomed beneath her feet!

Then, the lotus leaves unfurled, each petal transforming into an incomparably sharp divine weapon of fire!

Swords, knives, spears, halberds... thousands of fiery weapons, carrying the majestic power of fire magic to purify evil spirits and incinerate the eight wastelands, poured down like a torrential downpour!

The intensely hot aura instantly dispelled the demonic energy within a hundred feet radius. Wherever it passed, the blood-red skeletons, low-level corpse demons, flying forks, and demonic insects turned into smoke and ashes in an instant, like snow meeting the blazing sun.

Several Nascent Soul stage demonic cultivators were unable to dodge in time; their protective magical treasures and spells shattered like paper, and they were reduced to ashes in the Purifying Flame before they could even utter a scream. Even Nascent Soul stage cultivators could only retreat again and again in the face of this spell; resisting it head-on would surely lead to their death.

What a fine direct descendant of Yuqing! His Taoist methods are majestic and righteous, with astonishing power, fully displaying the grandeur of the superior sect!

Of course, the reason it has such power is that when the Fire Spirit Fairy saw the demonic energy flying over, she had already secretly gathered her Daoist magic.

Although he is a cultivator, his experience in combat is undoubtedly very sophisticated and ruthless.

However, the black-robed Void Returning cultivator didn't care about the deaths and injuries of his disciples. The purpose of these junior disciples was to test the strength of the two people in front of him, and they could see some tricks during the battle.

Although the Fire Spirit Fairy's magic was powerful, it did not exceed his expectations.

Those murky demonic eyes were fixed on Lu Cheng, waiting for the Taoist to falter slightly in the face of the sudden attack from his four Nascent Soul disciples—then he was confident he could kill the two of them.

Just as the four blood-red demonic figures, wielding bone swords and blood-red blades, were no more than three zhang away from Lu Cheng, their demonic energy already beginning to corrode bones and erode spirit—

A sound like tearing silk suddenly rang out between heaven and earth!
Sharp! Swift! As if the heavens themselves were being torn apart by some extreme speed!

Boo!
A clear cry, piercing through gold and splitting rocks, carrying the pressure of ancient gods and demons, tore through the demonic horde and pierced the heavens!
Immediately afterwards, the figure of Daoist Lu Cheng... vanished!

No, it hasn't disappeared!

Rather, it was an extremely fast instant that surpassed the limits of what the eyes and the mind could capture! In the instant he made his thought, a dazzling golden rainbow, so bright that it was impossible to open one's eyes, as if it had forcibly condensed and gathered all the sharp metal energy in the world, burst forth from the spot!
The golden rainbow's shape resembled a golden-winged roc, poised to take flight and battle the heavens! Its wings spread, unleashing an endless storm of destruction!
This is the sword technique and killing method that Lu Cheng created during his seclusion, based on the "Male and Female Dragon and Tiger Demon Refining Sword Scripture" and incorporating his own understanding of Daoist principles:
Golden-Winged Roc Escape Technique!

Golden Rainbow Sword Technique!

Escape! That is unparalleled speed! A single sword strike pierces the air, ignoring distance!

The sword! It is the one that cuts through falsehood! Unstoppable, invincible!

Light flies, sword slashes, and the fierce and unparalleled sword intent has already pierced through future time and space, locking onto the soul!

Even if you flee thousands of miles away, you cannot escape!
Before the afterimage of the previous golden rainbow had faded from the black-robed Taoist's demonic eyes, the four blood-soul demonic shadows that had first pounced on Lu Cheng's original position suddenly stiffened.

Without a sound, four tiny, yet dazzlingly bright golden lights, like four miniature stars, appeared almost simultaneously between their brows!

fast!
Indescribably fast! Absolutely unparalleled fast! Faster than the limits of conscious perception!

puff!puff!
There was no earth-shattering sound, no massive collision of true energy.

Four golden lights flashed and disappeared in an instant. The four infamous disciples, who had slaughtered countless cities and destroyed countless sects under his command, were all cultivators at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage. Their bodies disintegrated, collapsed, and dissolved like weathered sand sculptures!
Along with the bone sword and blood blade in their hands, which were close to the level of spiritual treasures, they were also completely shattered by the supreme sharp sword intent contained in the decomposed demonic energy, and restored to the most basic turbid energy!
Before the four streams of foul blood could even splatter into the air, they were completely evaporated and annihilated by the sharp, ubiquitous golden energy that followed!

The Golden-Winged Roc, with the blue sky on its back, looks down on the world with pride. Its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky, and when it flaps its wings, it soars ninety thousand miles.

Therefore, where the golden light passed, subtle ripples spread through the space, and time seemed to slow down for a moment.

fast.

Unbelievably fast! Ruthless, ruthless enough to cut through all illusions and see through life and death!
Where the dazzling golden light passed, it was like boiling water splashed on snow. It was too fast to react, and too ruthless to allow even the slightest chance of survival.

Following the four Nascent Soul cultivators, the dozen or so Nascent Soul demon cultivators at the forefront, along with the corpse demons, blood beasts, and demon souls they controlled, instantly froze in motion.

A flash of golden light appeared on their bodies, and the next moment, the bodies, along with the protective demonic light and the summoned magical treasures, all silently and neatly split apart from vital points such as their brows, throats, and chests.

There were no screams, no explosions, only scattered demonic blood and flesh falling like broken, rotten wood. His Niwan Palace and demonic soul core had been completely obliterated by that wisp of annihilating sword intent as the sword light swept past.

The golden sword light did not stop at all, moving through the crowd like a dragon or snake, invincible.

Demonic cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage were terrified and unleashed their strongest demonic artifacts for defense, or summoned even more ferocious and powerful blood corpses to block their way.

However, in the flash of the sword, a dark, demonic scale shield was cleaved in two, the cut surface as smooth as a mirror, and the head of the demonic cultivator behind it flew high into the air.

A silver-armored corpse king, comparable to a magical artifact, roared and raised its giant arm to block. The sword light deftly bypassed the giant arm and, like a skilled butcher dissecting an ox, pierced through its weakest point—its eye socket—and shattered its skull.

The filthy, blood-soaked spells and soul-stealing demonic sounds couldn't even get close to the golden figure before they were flashed past.

Each fleeting glimpse of golden sword light precisely targets the weakest points in the energy connections of demonic cultivators or blood corpses, the key points in the operation of their techniques. With just one sword strike, one can find the opening and sever their very foundation.

In just three breaths, only three golden sword marks, some long, some short, some straight, some curved, remained in the air, not yet dissipated.

Thump. Thump. Thump. ...

The sound of raindrops hitting the ground rang out continuously. The dozens of demonic cultivators and hundreds of demonic lords, who had just been so ferocious and overwhelming, along with their demonic cloud magic, had all vanished without a trace.

The scene instantly became quiet, with only the deathly silence of the ruins and the overwhelming stench of blood testifying to what had just happened.

Silence, deathly silence.

The middle-aged demonic cultivator's crazed smile froze completely, then turned into unbelievable horror, his sallow face instantly turning ashen white.

"how?"

Lu Cheng snapped out of his state of oneness with the sword, condensed his form, smiled slightly, and asked as if he hadn't noticed the changing expression and gritted teeth on the face of the black-robed Taoist opposite him.

"...Fellow Daoist, your divine sword is so powerful that it seems to transcend all limitations, almost reaching the Dao itself!"

"Alas, those were just a few juniors who didn't know their place and offended you two fellow Daoists. It's my fault for not disciplining them properly!"

This black-robed demonic cultivator was initially arrogant but later became obsequious, his change of tactics and moves as swift as Lu Cheng's swordsmanship.

"I am Daoist Mingyue. I greet you two fellow Daoists. May I ask your names?"

"Mingyue?!"

Lu Cheng smiled wryly and said, "Taiqing Sect, Lu Cheng."

The Fire Spirit Fairy, standing to the side, also greeted them respectfully, saying, "Yuqing Sect, Fire Spirit."

During this process, Lu Cheng could clearly sense that both the Daoist Mingyue in front of him and the Fairy Huoling beside him were secretly channeling their magical power and gathering supernatural abilities.

"So it's the Lord of Giant Spirits, Lu Xuanjun, and this Fire Spirit Fairy. Mingyue has met you."

"When I led my disciples to this place, we were offended by the local city lord. Our retaliation was a bit too extreme. Now we are willing to compensate for the losses and return the property to our master."

Just as a commoner must pay with his life for killing one person, a monarch can go unpunished for killing ten thousand.

Even if a demonic cultivator at the ninth level of the Void Returning Realm slaughters an entire city, as long as he takes the initiative to express his current attitude and signs a spiritual contract to pay a price with sufficient sincerity, in most cases the two righteous Void Returning Realm cultivators present will not pursue the matter further, nor will they have the power to do so, because if he were to escape, he could easily cause losses far greater than what is currently being suffered.

Therefore, Daoist Mingyue's response at this moment, apart from being a little shameless, was not wrong. If it were the other two Void Returning cultivators, without absolute certainty of capturing this fiend, they would have had no choice but to accept it.

However, after a moment's thought, Lu Cheng suddenly asked this question:
"Fellow Daoist, you are not a cultivator from this realm, are you?"

This seemingly trivial question caused Daoist Mingyue's expression to change drastically.

His eyes blazed with blood-red light, and he unleashed the full power of a late-stage Void Returning cultivator, stirring up the heavens and earth and crushing the surrounding debris into dust.

"You brat, you've asked for your death!"

Behind Daoist Mingyue, a massive, blood-red demonic banner appeared in phantom form. Countless twisted, agonizing faces struggled and roared on its surface, and terrifying bloodlust surged like tangible waves. This was the demon's signature weapon—the Myriad Spirits Blood Corpse Banner—that made him famous.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, be careful. This person has a deep foundation in demonic arts. That blood banner is close to an eighth-order demonic treasure, containing the essence of countless living beings and vengeful spirits." The Fire Spirit Fairy's divine sense transmitted from the side, her Jade Purity Immortal Flame pulsating around her, already preparing to make a move.

Despite facing the overwhelming demonic power that would make even ordinary late-stage Void Returners change color, Lu Cheng remained calm.

His left hand remained behind his back, but his right hand finally rose slowly, revealing a sword aura soaring into the sky from within the sleeve of his Taoist robe.

"Even a grain of rice can shine brightly." The Taoist's lips moved slightly, his voice not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

As soon as the words were spoken, a sharp and domineering aura, even more ancient, vast, and fierce than the blood corpse demonic energy, suddenly erupted, as if an ancient god or demon that had been sleeping throughout the ages had opened its eyes.

"die!"

Daoist Mingyue was well aware that if he did not go all out, he might be in danger of dying.

Moreover, even if either of the two people in front of him escaped alive, he would still bear a great responsibility when he returned to his sect. Therefore, he suddenly bit his tongue and spat a mouthful of demonic blood, as thick as lead and mercury and containing his life essence, onto the Myriad Spirits Blood Corpse Banner.

Whoops!

The crimson demon banner swelled in the wind, instantly obscuring half the sky.

The demonic patterns on the banner came to life, and countless mournful demonic howls resounded through the sky. A towering sea of ​​blood phantoms, accompanied by thick, impenetrable miasma of corpse poison, surged toward Lu Cheng and the Fire Spirit Fairy from all directions.

Wherever the corpse poison and miasma passed, even the space itself was corroded and hissed.

Furthermore, thirteen ferocious corpse-blood dragons, formed from the fusion of pure blood essence and top-grade refined corpses, emerged from the blood banner, baring their fangs and claws, and with tremendous force that tore through the void, they crashed down.

Each strike was equivalent to the full-force attack of a late-stage Void Returning cultivator; this was one of Daoist Mingyue's most treasured supernatural abilities.

Faced with this terrifying attack by blood dragons, which was enough to instantly kill ordinary cultivators of the same level, Lu Cheng acted as if he did not see the sea of ​​blood dragons filling the sky.

In his eyes, there was only one sword!
"Wow—!"

A clear, melodious sword cry, seemingly from ancient times, suddenly suppressed the overwhelming demonic howls!

Lu Cheng finally drew his sword!

But no one saw how he drew the sword, or even the blade itself!
Only a golden sword rainbow, refined to its extreme and containing a sharp will as if it were creating the world, suddenly pierced through the sky!

This sword strike was still incredibly fast. This sword strike carried the unparalleled, devastating power that had previously annihilated the demons!
This sword strike also contained the domineering sharpness that Lu Cheng had comprehended from the Thirty-Six Transformations of the Profound Heaven Divine Art, drawing upon a trace of the innate divine intent of an ancient divine bird.

Golden Rainbow Sword Technique - Soaring Wings Shatter the Sky!
The sword flashed, striking first despite being behind. Ignoring the barriers of space, it traversed the surging sea of ​​blood and corpse poison.

"Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!"

The four tearing sounds rang out almost simultaneously.

The three blood-red dragon shadows that rushed towards Lu Cheng vanished without a trace like popped bubbles. Daoist Mingyue's figure, which was activating the Myriad Spirits Blood Corpse Banner, suddenly froze. The incomparably strong protective magic power in front of him, which was condensed with countless vengeful spirits and blood evil, instantly dimmed. Then, the protective demonic light along with the demonic robe on his body was cleanly and neatly cut in half!

A terrifying sword wound appeared on his body, running from his right shoulder to his left waist. It was so deep that the bone was visible. Golden, piercing sword energy frantically invaded his internal organs and meridians, destroying the foundation of his demonic arts.

"Pfft." A mouthful of foul blood mixed with fragments of internal organs gushed out of his mouth.

His eyes were filled with utter shock and disbelief. His proud Blood Dragon Magic and natal magic weapon were so vulnerable in the face of the opponent's sword light, which was so fast, so ruthless, and so capable of destroying all laws!
The dazzling golden sword light did not disappear. After piercing through the demonic cultivator, its momentum remained undiminished, transforming into an incomparably sharp beam that slashed and killed in all directions—

"Roar—roar—..."

One mournful wail after another rang out.

One after another, ferocious blood-fiend dragons, their enormous, grotesque heads made of pure bloodthirsty energy, were easily swept past by the golden sword light!
Without a sound, one after another, the heads of the demonic dragons were severed by the light, and the massive blood-fiend dragon bodies lost control, exploding into a sky full of foul-smelling blood rain!
The blood-soaked corpse poison, having lost its master and the magical power of the thirteen blood dragons, began to violently tremble, surge, and collapse!
"How is this possible?! My Myriad Spirit Banner..." Daoist Mingyue never expected that he, a dignified peak Void Returning cultivator, would be severely injured by this Taiqing cultivator's sword in a single exchange. That sword was too fast, too sharp, too ruthless; there was truly no way to defend against it!

However, his near-death, venomous roar was not yet finished.

"Humph."

A cold, indifferent snort, like ice from the heavens, instantly froze all his thoughts.

However, the Fire Spirit Fairy suddenly made a move. She had been standing still all along, not because she was idly watching. On the one hand, Lu Cheng's sword strike was too fast, and on the other hand, this demon's origins were strange. She should suppress him, leave him alive, and bring him back to the sect for interrogation.

The Taoist surnamed Lu from the Taiqing Sect clearly thought the same way; otherwise, he wouldn't have used his sword to slay those blood dragons, causing their demonic powers to collapse, instead of targeting the true form of the Dark Moon Taoist.

Fire Spirit Fairy lightly raised her hand, her jade fingers forming a profound magic seal as if plucking a flower.

"Jade Purifies the World, Burns Demons with Heavenly Flames."

The clear, cold sound of the Dao resounded through the void.

boom! !

A warm, clear, pure white immortal flame shot into the sky from his hand seal, instantly transforming into an endless fiery cloud covering the heavens.

Fiery clouds swept across the turbulent sea of ​​filth and the ferocious demonic dragon, like sweet dew falling from the sky.

Hiss hiss hiss—.

Like boiling water poured onto ice, the heavily injured Daoist Mingyue had all his demonic powers and magic completely suppressed and sealed under this fire magic.

In the end, he couldn't even think straight anymore and was suppressed by Lu Cheng and Huo Ling together. This was much more difficult than eliminating the demon on the spot.

(End of this chapter)