Beichen Sword Sect's Headmaster's Secret Records

Chapter 468: Cut into pieces by a thousand cuts
"Ding"

With a soft thud, the broken sword was thrown into the five-colored stones, where it was deeply embedded, its hilt no longer visible.

"Huh...huh...huh..."

The masked man was breathing heavily, his blood, thick and like agar-agar cream, containing the nine energies of Dao, gushing out from his mouth, nose, and all the wounds on his body. It splattered and fell to the ground like pearls.

At this moment, he plunged one hand into his chest cavity, his fingertips gripping the broken sword that had penetrated deep into his heart muscle, and pulled it out with all his might. With the other hand, he covered the hideous and terrifying sword wound, which was almost ripped open in his chest and abdomen and was still bleeding profusely. He struggled to breathe, smearing his blood on the wound, as if trying to glue the wound in his abdomen shut.

However, the sword energy that had pierced the abdomen and entered the body was difficult to dissipate, continuing to wreak havoc in the meridians and severely injuring the Daoist body. The sword tip, which had penetrated deep into the heart, kept drilling deeper, and the blade could not be pulled out even an inch further!
"Huff...huff...sword control technique?"

The masked man's eyes widened, his ferocious pupils like a green lamp, suddenly shining brightly, shooting out a beam of green light that pierced through the mountain ruins, covering the broken walls and shattered remains. Among the shattered remains, the head of Yazi, blasted to pieces by the force of a palm strike, was firmly nailed to the center of his brow by a three-inch sword that looked like a paper cutter.

"Impossible... It's already sealed... But when exactly... I clearly locked your primordial spirit... It's impossible for me to hide it from you when you're using your divine sword..."

Suddenly, the masked man seemed to have realized something. One of his eyes still shone with a blue light, firmly locking onto Ya Zi, while the other eye swept around like a searchlight. Suddenly, it stared at the other side of the wreckage and pool of blood, revealing a bloody hand that was forming hand seals and controlling a sword, blooming like a lotus in the red pool!
"One body, two souls?! A traitor! He actually betrayed his sect! Colluded with the demonic cult! Coexisted with the Blood God Child! Learned these evil magic techniques! Bah! A monster is still a monster!"

The masked man was surprisingly full of energy. He roared and cursed to vent his anger, and then, gritting his teeth and exerting all his strength, disregarding the gushing blood, he grabbed the sword blade with his fingers and desperately pulled the sword tip out of his heart!

Then the bloody hand twisted its wrist, gave the middle finger, and then from the pool of blood, another bloody hand suddenly grew out and made a sword gesture.

"Glizzle glizzle"

The sword blade slashed at the masked man's finger bones, advancing layer by layer. His hands, which had previously been capable of overturning mountains and seas, breaking formations and destroying mountains, and were indestructible, were now being cut open by the black sword, leaving them bleeding profusely.

Ignoring the masked man's screams and struggles, the black blade slowly pierced deeper and deeper, tearing through his heart muscle and sawing through his body. It went in little by little, twisting and turning in his heart and spine like a snake's fang, cutting the masked man apart.

"Hiss... hiss... what kind of sword is this! How can it break my magic! Zha!!"

With a roar, the masked man suddenly spat out a mouthful of jade-colored blood sword from his throat. "Whoosh!" A burst of sword energy swept over, instantly turning both bloody hands into dust!
With a crackling sound, like lotus flowers blooming, countless bloody hands, forming hand seals and controlling swords, rose slowly from the blood-soaked swamp.

"Whoosh!"

Then a strong wind arose, and hundreds of invisible and formless sword energies slid across the neck, slicing open most of the masked man's cervical vertebrae and almost severing his head!
"Yunxiu!!"

With the true intentions revealed and life hanging in the balance, the masked man finally panicked! Call for help! No! Call for swords!

"Zhi!"

A white light leaped from between Ya Zi's brows! The three-inch flying sword, as sharp as a paper cutter, whipped up a storm of starlight and blood! It hurtled through the sky like a shooting star! With a single strike, it cleaved through a rolling sea of ​​blood! Even the bloodied hands, grabbing and pulling fiercely, could not hold it! The howling sword light descended, shattering all the bloodied hands that covered the mountain!
"Ow—!"

Then Yazi came back to life!! Its eyes darted around! With a roar, it leaped up! Baring its teeth and claws! Yazi's head, like a ball, bounced over and bit!
"Yunxiu!!"

Staring at the head that had been thrown at him, the masked man coughed up blood, clutching the sword to his heart and covering his abdominal wound, and roared in a hoarse voice! He desperately cried for help!

"Zhi!"

The flying sword unleashed its divine power! A single strike cleaved the sea of ​​blood! A flash of light! A whirlwind of stench swept across the sky! And then it slashed towards Yazi once more!
"when!!"

Then a deafening golden gong, like a morning bell and evening drum, resounded across the battlefield!

It was the other broken sword from before, bursting forth from the rock! It flew in on a flying sword! It intercepted the flying sword mid-air! It used the same method against the same sword! It knocked the flying sword Yunxiu down from mid-air!
It’s over.

"Ow—!"

Then Yazi pounced and bit the masked man's severed neck, which was gushing blood like a fountain!

I'm fucking addicted!
"Hoohoo!"

"Shhhhh!"

Ya Zi held on tightly, staring intently at the masked man's life essence and blood, sucking it in fiercely. In the surrounding blood swamp, countless bloody hands, like lotus flowers, still bloomed in abundance.

The Heart-Piercing Sword tip never stopped, and the Formless Sword Wind never ceased. Amidst the howling of the sword mist, it swept and swirled repeatedly like a bone-scraping steel knife, as if invisible blades were scraping away bone and flesh again and again, until the human form was sliced ​​into pieces, shattered, and turned into blood and flesh.

Yunxiu struggled for a moment, but she was covered in mud and blood. As soon as she moved, she was attacked by the broken sword next to her, and she was exhausted and could not do anything.

Then, in the void, only a faint sigh echoed, as if lamenting that a single careless move had ruined a promising situation. But in the end, it accepted its defeat, and with a gust of yin wind, it disintegrated and was reincarnated.

A moment later, after devouring the masked man, the blood on the ground gathered beneath Yazi, and countless bloody hands reached out to wrap the demonic dragon, transforming it back into human form.

Then Tie Dan opened his eyes from the blood lotus, raised his hand, and swallowed the two black-bladed swords into his stomach. One resided in his lungs, and the other was hidden in his divine court. He transformed his sword energy into a sword robe to cover his body, wiped the blood off his face, and once again his sword eyes shone brightly, like stars.

Won.

Indeed, in the Suiyang calamity, Tie Dan defeated Emei and gained considerable benefits, reaching a cultivation level of two thousand years. Unfortunately, he's been busy with tribulations, grinding monsters, digging for treasure, and fighting bosses lately, and hasn't had a proper time for secluded cultivation. So, naturally, Tie Dan took advantage of the opportunity during his recent dual cultivation session over green tea to casually wield a sword a couple of times. Ahem, don't misunderstand, it's a sword, a sword…

In short, my sword is now forged by Tie Dan with all his sword power, but it has not been polished. It was relatively refined for the first thousand years, but it will naturally need to be tempered for the next thousand years. It is usually useless for fighting small fry and trash. Now, in a sudden tough battle, it was indeed interrupted.

Of course, the problem isn't serious. After all, my sword was forged with internal energy. If it breaks, it breaks. I can just sharpen it and reforge it. Although it may have consumed hundreds of years of internal energy, I obtained that cultivation by stealing from others anyway. I can just steal it again in the future.

As for the two broken swords, whether they will transform into two-handed swords, dual-wielding swords, male and female swords, or willow-leaf tips, can be changed at will according to the actual needs of the battle. We'll talk about that later.

However, this battle was indeed won by luck, and could even be described as extremely dangerous. Beichen Sword Qi could not damage Xuan Nu's Dao Body, and it was completely unable to win the battle for Dao Qi. Meanwhile, every move of the opponent broke through Tie Dan's defenses and caused him to die a gruesome death.

Although Tie Dan had achieved enlightenment in his dream, he wasn't entirely confident he could break through the masked man's Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden's Three Revolutions and Nine Transformations Refining Form Technique. In the end, Tie Dan relied solely on his trust in the arrogant and disdainful Bubble Old Man.

After all, since that old man doesn't even value the Xuan Nu Chapter and considers it trash, my sword should be able to handle this move. If I can't break through it and still call it trash, wouldn't that be embarrassing?

So Tie Dan gritted his teeth, seized the moment when his opponent was momentarily stunned after unleashing his ultimate move, and fought desperately.

Fortunately, the gamble paid off.

As expected, my sword broke through the Xuan Nu Refining Form. The sword pierced my body and destroyed my divine skills, sealing most of my Qi circulation. Although the Tai Chi Five Qi may not be enough to damage me, the Wu Xiang Sword Qi can still be used to move me afterward.

However, this time the opponent saw through one of his trump cards, so it probably won't be so easy to win next time.

That's right, there will definitely be a next time.

Although Tie Dan shattered the masked man's physical body, annihilated his Dao body, and devoured his flesh and blood, it's safe to assume that this old monster has already prepared to dissolve his Dao body and seize another's body. He'll probably return to his hometown and update the Sword Sect Master Xuan Tian's combat strength information into the sect's Daoist archives.

Moreover, I seem to have seen the opponent's final move in my dream before. It's likely that this branch of the sect is also connected to Huangfu Yi by karma.

This ordeal isn't over yet; sooner or later, we'll have to face it again.

After completing the Dao Body Formation, Tie Dan sat on the ground and regulated his breathing for a while. He then consumed three pills: Tai Bai Xing Po, Hui Tian Bu Qi, and Long Xue Pei Yuan. Only then did Tie Dan stabilize his internal energy and recover.

This battle was extremely costly. In fact, just like the Emei battle before, Tie Dan was broken through several stages and almost died. Literally, he was saved by Chen Xuantian's secret intervention.

Fortunately, the risks and rewards of the Xuanmen tribulation are proportional. Just like with the Blood Transformation Divine Pill last time, this time after passing the tribulation, they directly devoured an old Xuanmen, who was a Xuan Nu who had completed her body refinement, with the Nine Qi at its peak and a huge fat sheep with at least several thousand years of cultivation. She was truly a human-shaped natural treasure in the literal sense, and it was incredibly nourishing.

It's a pity that Tie Dan's alchemy skills are not proficient. Eating it raw like this, the efficiency of Qi conversion is not as high as when it is refined into an elixir. He can only swallow it whole for now.

However, if I can peacefully seclude myself for a hundred years or so to digest and absorb the power of this old Xuanmen sect, I should be able to gain another one or two thousand years of cultivation. At that time, I will reforge my sword, and my combat power will reach a new level. Then I can go up the mountain to kill, plunder, wipe out families, and avenge my family.

"Ding"

Then a soft sound came from beside my ear. It turned out that the flying sword Yunxiu had also regained its Qi and leaped with all its might, trying to fly away and follow its ancestor.

But how could it escape? The essence of the sword's blood coalesced into a blood hand, scooped up the flying sword, and presented it to Tie Dan as if it were a struggling silver fish.

Tie Dan glanced at the three-inch blade, the one I had cleaved open, and clearly sensed the sword's extreme resistance towards him, almost as if it were an enemy, refusing to let his divine sense invade and control. He let out a cold snort.
"Yunxiu, right? Don't worry, after I wipe out your entire family and cut off your old bastard's dog head, I'll send it to the Sword Tomb to be buried with you."

So he slapped a talisman to seal the flying sword and put it into his sleeve. Just as Tie Dan was about to fly away, he suddenly sniffed the air, frowned, did some calculations, and then suddenly raised his hand to knock away the surrounding collapsed and scattered colorful boulders.

"Rumble"

As the landslide and falling rocks rained down, a giant pig's rear end gradually emerged from the ruins, crouching with its head in its hands.

After all, the masked man's attack had caused the earth to tremble and mountains to crumble, easily breaking the Demon-Sealing Seal. With the seal gone and the surrounding true energy absorbed back by Tie Dan, the wild boar, no longer restrained, reverted to its original form, transforming into a colossal mountain beast, ten zhang tall and as large as a mountain. Therefore, although the masked man's palm strike was powerful, it wasn't enough to kill the boar with a single blow.

"come out!"

Tie Dan let out a cold snort, and the pig shuddered, shakily pushing its head out of the stone. Looking at the sword immortal standing in the air, it was drenched in sweat, its head thumping like garlic, causing the ground to tremble.

"Please have mercy, immortal! I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything at all!"

Tie Dan stared down at him, his eyes flashing with a chilling sword aura and brimming with killing intent.
"This battle has broken your seal. If I don't kill you, you will harm the world and commit crimes in the future, and the consequences will fall on my head."

"Oh dear! Please, immortal, have mercy!"

The human-headed pig screamed in agony.
"All the gods and immortals in the heavens are eyeing my fat body! How could I dare to commit murder and harm others, thus courting death!"
I am willing to kneel before the immortal and serve him like a slave! I only beg the immortal to have mercy and spare my life!

Tie Dan remained silent for a moment, sized up the pig, and figured that it shouldn't be a problem for it to move a few hundred boxes, so he relented and asked.

"Do you have the ability to change size?"

"Yes, yes, yes! I can! I'll transform!"

Upon hearing that there seemed to be a chance to survive, the human-headed boar hurriedly nodded, transformed into human form, and revealed three heads and six arms, an eight-zhang-tall body, a body full of muscles, and a firm belly. It was clearly the result of being tempered by the Gangquan Fist and a battle beast forged in the battlefield. Moreover, the human-headed boar had a very handsome face and a kind and approachable appearance, and did not look like any kind of evil spirit at all.

"I am Ling Ba Kui, the vanguard under General Zuo and commander of the Flying Cavalry of the Imperial Guard. I pay my respects to the Immortal."

Tie Dan frowned for a moment.
"Do you... recognize a centipede? It's also from the Flying Cavalry..."

Upon hearing that he had unexpectedly met an old friend in a foreign land, Ling Ba Kui quickly nodded.
"I recognize you! I recognize you! You must be talking about Baiyang, right? Oh, it's been so long! I heard you've risen to prominence and been chosen to serve in the palace!"

Iron Egg's Strange Path

"Could it be that you also work for the Celestial Palace? Are you here to suppress some kind of insectoid race?"

Ling Ba Kui had a mournful face.
"I'm not that lucky. I was captured when I rebelled with General Zuo. The Three Guards spared my life to suppress this place, just so they could hold a banquet every year and slice me into a thousand pieces so they could cut off a piece of my belly fat. Waaah..."

Good heavens, no wonder they went to such lengths, nourishing it with spiritual energy and herbs—all to fatten it up. I thought the centipede was already pitiful enough, but it turns out there's a pig even more miserable than it.

This is probably the fate of anyone who works for the Celestial Palace...

(End of this chapter)