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Chapter 337 Not in the Heavenly Dao Deduction

"You are indeed very strong, you actually managed to tear through the Heavenly Dao Sacrifice to kill me."

Amidst the dense, sea-like malevolent aura, Chu Xian emerged from the deep pit with a solemn expression, blood dripping from between his fingers.

He used the Heavenly Way Sacrifice to decipher the Heavenly Way and deduced this situation countless times.

One instance was when Chen Luo entered the altar and was banished by the Heavenly Dao; another was when the Hall Master of the Heavenly Academy entered it, but he died and perished before even taking a single step out.

In the hundreds of times he was killed, no one ever forcibly tore open the Heavenly Ritual, tried to seize his soul from the heavens, or came to kill him.

What does this mean?
This shows that even the Heavenly Dao thinks this is impossible!

But at this very moment, someone forcibly attacked him.

Chu Xian stared at Ji You, whose aura was surging, and couldn't help but fix his gaze: "Immortal Slaughter Manor, the suspension of spirit stones, I've heard about your affairs before, so I don't understand why you insist on risking your life for the Immortal Sect?"

Ji You looked at him with a cold gaze: "Ever since I entered the Heavenly Academy, there have always been people who say that I shouldn't be traveling alone. With such a calamity coming, I have to choose a side. If I don't rely on them, do I rely on people like you who slaughter all living beings?"

"Slaughtering all living beings?"

"The various immortal manors in Fengzhou, large and small, as well as those things that have become neither human nor ghost under your experiments, and those babies that you have used as containers."

Chu Xian couldn't help but narrow his eyes: "You even know about the baby?"

Ji You gripped the hilt of his sword tightly: "Haven't you heard the saying, 'If you don't want others to know, then don't do it in the first place'?"

"So you're here to avenge them? What if I told you we're here for revenge too, what would you think?"

"?"

“I have intelligence that you have been to my Chu City and have been investigating for a long time. You probably know that my Chu family has been enemies with Xuan Yuan for generations. The version circulating in Qingyun is that my ancestor was disemboweled after his death, but in reality, he was disemboweled while still alive, and this has happened to every generation.”

"The Seven Apertures Exquisite Body is naturally close to the Dao, but alas, it cannot wield sacred artifacts. This is our original sin. The Seven Great Immortal Sects all want to understand what secrets our bodies hold, which is why countless of my relatives are still soaking in jars."

"By my generation, they changed their minds. They felt that if research couldn't work, then they would have children."

“My aunt and my sister were taken away by the Xuan Yuan Immortal Mansion as breeding machines, giving birth to countless bastards in an attempt to usurp the bloodline of my Chu family. Ironically, they never succeeded.”

"And it's not just my Chu family; the Li family and the Zhuang family were also slaughtered for various reasons, so we are seeking revenge..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chu Xian's pupils suddenly contracted, and then his hands turned bright red.

A magnificent sword aura slashed towards him, and as Ji You took advantage of his increasingly dazed state, Xiao Chongshan slashed down fiercely.

"Don't joke around. If I didn't know you were using your relatives to achieve enlightenment, I might actually sympathize with you."

"It was out of necessity..."

With a clang, the Dao Sword was fiercely blocked, and black and red energy surged from Chu Xian's body, mixed with wind, fire, thunder and lightning, surrounding him.

At the same time, an iron sword blazing with eerie blue flames appeared in his hand, and the surging energy instantly became sharp.

"Back then, we were lucky enough to obtain a chance to become immortals, thinking that we could finally take revenge. But all those who ate the fruit turned into black ash when they left, and we realized that a chance to become immortals is not so easy to obtain."

"After that, we lay low for several years and analyzed countless things. Finally, we discovered that we could absorb the immortal potential of a pure infant and bring it out. The newborn power was so powerful that even the Heavenly Dao could hardly touch it."

"So we refined it into an Infant Pill and arranged for people to take it, but we did not expect that once the person who took the pill advanced in cultivation, the calamity of annihilation would still appear."

"After much deliberation, we reduced the dosage, divided one Infant Pill into countless portions, and gave them to the selected individuals to take. We controlled the dosage to be within the range before the advancement of the cultivation realm. We called these the seeds and used their spiritual essence to purify this destiny of immortality."

"And among the separated immortal destiny is another substance that can transform people into monsters, which we call the Absorber."

"After the seeds purify the spiritual essence, we will arrange for absorbers to absorb the immortal affinity they transform into, eventually growing into disordered flesh and blood. We are the harvesters, reaping the final fruit by absorbing their blood and qi."

"However, if non-immediate family members absorb it, they will experience septicemia, their whole body will ulcerate and they will die. Therefore, consuming the blood of relatives is a last resort."

"And their sacrifice was for the glory of their family..."

In an instant, a powerful black light crashed down from his hand, and a fierce killing intent shattered the sword energy.

Chu Xian suddenly swung his sword, and at the same time, a beam of black light slashed down.

The sharp aura clashed violently with Ji You's sword energy, and the explosive sound caused the surrounding area to surge with wind and clouds.

This former Xuan Yuan Saint Son had changed his previous posture of struggling and, with the burst of energy from his body, finally revealed his formidable combat power.

Upon seeing this, Zuo Qiuyang and the others on the wall showed solemn expressions.

Chu Xian has never been weak; his talent has always been recognized as formidable. Of course, Ji You is also a rare talent, not weak at all, and perhaps even stronger.

The problem is those malevolent energies.

Chu Xian was not strongly suppressed by the baleful aura, but Ji You, who was deep inside, was severely suppressed and would be constantly depleted without being able to replenish his strength.

In other words, even if he forcibly seized the soul and entered it, the chances would still be extremely slim.

As expected, as the black light crashed down, Ji You's sword energy began to weaken continuously, even faster than anticipated.

In the blink of an eye, Chu Xian unleashed a powerful attack with a large seal formed from black light.

The Dao sword in Ji You's hand exploded with a loud bang, and before he could catch his breath, the previously motionless azure iron blade slashed down with a crash.

Amidst the fierce flashes of the blade, Ji You was sent flying with a "boom," his hard body crushing countless floor tiles and carving out a deep trench filled with sword energy.

In an instant, the trembling, towering black light suddenly stabilized...

"boom!!!!!"

A bolt of black lightning slashed down, instantly distorting and wrinkling the void.

Chu Yu shattered Zizai Peak, and with a flick of his finger, he charged towards the Dean of the Heavenly Academy, accompanied by black light.

He had also felt the Heavenly Sacrifice tremble earlier, and out of caution, he immediately took action. He only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that it had stabilized.

Indeed, it has never failed in a hundred simulations.

Even if some flying insects used some secret technique to enter, it would never change the predetermined outcome.

With a soft "poof," the loosely dressed dean flicked his sleeve, creating a burst of light that crushed the swaying lightning strike, and then retreated ten miles away expressionlessly.

"As expected, the Dean's subordinates are full of talented people; they can even break into the Heavenly Dao Sacrifice."

The dean looked at him expressionlessly: "Have you ever seen such a variable in your hundred divinations?"

Chu Yu sneered: "It's just a minor incident. I think you should be worried about Spirit Sword Mountain. Do you think a Boundless Realm Master without a Sacred Artifact can hold out for as long as the Dean does?"

The Dean of the Heavenly Academy suddenly focused his gaze, then raised his right palm to the sky, and a golden wheel, as red as the sun, pressed down fiercely.

Before the battle began, the three palace masters and elders who were sent to the Ascension Jade Platform by the dean looked solemn and constantly expended their spiritual energy to resist the pressure from the two Immortal Realm experts.

They had witnessed Ji You vying for the Heavenly Dao's soul and breaking into the Heavenly Dao Sacrifice through Zuo Qiuyang's spiritual connection, and they were deeply shocked.

However, he also knew that with the presence of malevolent energy, Ji You had no chance of winning.

The most crucial thing now is Spirit Sword Mountain.

If one of the sacred artifacts is taken away, the situation will take a sharp turn for the worse.

Amidst the deafening roar of explosions, Spirit Sword Mountain was engulfed in flames of war.

The patriarch of the Zhuang family, wielding an iron pestle, slammed it down from the sky with a force as powerful as the creation of the heavens, crashing towards Xuanjian Peak.

The earth-shattering energy directly collapsed half of the void, but it was firmly held back by the two patriarchs of Xuanjian Peak and Qi Zhengyang.

At this moment, Yan Shu also stood proudly in the void, with a ball of sword energy like the bright moon rising behind him and crashing down.

A sword strike from the Boundless Realm wouldn't cause much damage to someone in the Immortal Realm, but this round of Bright Moon Sword Qi actually forced the Zhuang family patriarch back a step despite the strength of those six Upper Fifth Realm Perfection experts.

"She actually cultivated her natal sword technique to such a level."

Amidst the howling mountain winds, Yan Zhong, accompanied by two clan elders, stood suspended high in the sky, a hint of astonishment flashing in his eyes.

The most closely guarded secret technique of Lingjian Mountain is to cultivate the sword with one's life, linking life and sword together.

This sword technique is divided into seven stages, and it has nothing to do with the cultivation realm of Daoist practice; it is purely a cultivation of the sword.

Although it is said to have seven stages, very few people can actually cultivate to the final Swordless Realm.

Although Yan Chong, as the sect leader, did not wield a sacred artifact, her own profound magic was boundless, and she had already reached the fifth realm of the Delusion-Slaying stage. However, she did not expect that her niece had already reached the sixth realm.

She already had a Dao realm to cultivate and needed to constantly harmonize with spiritual energy, yet she still had time to continuously hone her natal spirit sword.

boom! ! !
With a loud bang, the three elders of the Upper Fifth Realm of Xuanjian Peak were ultimately no match for the iron pestle and were blasted away.

The young appraiser suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, then his eyes flashed with a cold light as he abruptly retreated.

Yan Zhong then looked at the two patriarchs behind him and said, "Yan Shuyi is doomed to die today. Please come with me and lead the disciples of Tianjian Peak away!"

The patriarch of Lingjian Mountain narrowed his eyes: "Are we just going to hand over this sacred artifact to someone else like that?!"

“My Yan family’s bloodline has been bound to the sacred artifact for a thousand years. There is a connection between our bloodlines. Otherwise, when the Spirit Mirror lost its owner, it would not have chosen from my Yan family’s bloodline again. As long as we are alive, we can eventually return.”

"When has my Spirit Sword Mountain ever been attacked?"

"Ancestor!"

The two patriarchs gritted their teeth and suddenly turned around, preparing to leave with Yan Chong. However, before they could take a step, a black pestle suddenly pressed down.

The three turned around in shock, unleashing their full power to fiercely block the iron pestle that had rippled the void.

Just as the black pestle was about to crush the three of them, the rising Bright Moon Sword Qi suddenly slashed down, and at the same time, the two patriarchs of Xuanjian Peak and Qi Zhengyang once again fiercely pressed down with their supreme swordsmanship.

Yan Zhong's arm shattered instantly, and Yan Shuyi turned to look at him with cold eyes.

When the Zhuang family patriarch cleaved open Xuanjian Peak, their Tianjian Peak did not immediately come to their aid. In his view, this niece must already be filled with murderous intent.

"get out."

"?"

Yan Shuyi looked in the direction of the surging black light: "You saw it too. He won't let you leave, so after he kills me, he will definitely choose to exterminate the clan to avoid future troubles. You take people to the ruins and take the remaining disciples away. Go and escape for your lives."

Yan Zhong looked at her and said, "As expected of the judge, you are a man of great principle. I will avenge you in due time."

"No need, someone will avenge me."

"Why didn't you sever your connection with the sacred artifact and escape?"

"I, the appraiser, do not need to explain my actions to you."

Yan Shuyi suddenly stood up, and a ripple of spiritual light surged out from beneath his feet as he instantly appeared in the valley between the three peaks.

Seeing this, the patriarch of the Zhuang family waved his hand, knocking down five cultivators at the peak of the Upper Fifth Realm, and then left in shock.

Seeing the powerful killing intent chasing after him, Yan Zhong suddenly narrowed his eyes.

It seems this niece intends to lure them away alone, giving them a chance to escape.

Yan Chong suddenly waved his palm, pulling back the three patriarchs of his main peak, and then roared towards the foot of Tianjian Peak. They did not send all their disciples to conquer the allied ancient families, but carefully left behind their own direct descendants. Now, having left Xuanjian Peak, they immediately took their men and headed towards the mountain gate.

The patriarch of the Zhuang family, holding an iron pestle, landed above the Flying Sword Waterfall and narrowed his eyes as he looked at the three figures.

Indeed, they not only want to kill the wielders and seize the sacred artifacts, but also to exterminate their entire clan.

After all, these seven clans are all descendants of sages. Who knows if they have any other connection with the sacred artifact? In order to eliminate future troubles, none of these people can be left alive.

However, compared to those who escaped, obtaining the sacred artifact was the most important thing.

Once they control this land, where can the Yan clan escape to?

The patriarch of the Zhuang family rose up in horror with his overwhelming power, and smashed his iron pestle down on Yan Shuyi, causing the folds in the void to creak and groan.

Just then, Yan Shuyi suddenly reached out and summoned a sword from the surging waterfall, slashing it at him.

Amidst the buzzing sound, a sword aura that changed the color of the heavens and earth suddenly slashed down, causing the three peaks of Spirit Sword Mountain to tremble. It actually blocked the black pestle, and the aftershock instantly collapsed the entire valley.

"It is the hidden sword in the Sword Tomb, the stunning sword of the third sect leader."

Outside the mountain gate, Yan Zhong and the two elders of Tianjian Peak were horrified.

The third leader of Tianjian Peak was the sword fanatic who modified Jian's sword. He was the one who created the Natal Spirit Sword Technique.

Before he ascended to heaven, he left his sword in the Sword Tomb.

To their shock, they had no idea that Yan Shuyi had already made the Sword Tomb recognize its master.

boom! ! ! !

The patriarch of the Zhuang family struck again with his second pestle, and Yan Shuyi spat out blood once more. But at the same time, he drew out his second sword and slashed at it again with unstoppable momentum.

Then came the third sword, the fourth sword...

The powerful sword energy severed the entire Flying Sword Waterfall, and the Xuanjian Peak, which had stood proudly for thousands of years, collapsed under the combined might of the sword energy and the black pestle.

Upon seeing this, Yan Zhong and the two elders all changed their expressions drastically.

They had always thought that their niece was just lucky to have been recognized by the spirit and was a bit clever, and was not as powerful as outsiders imagined. But only now did they realize that she was far beyond their imagination.

If they had known about these trump cards beforehand, Tianjian Peak would definitely have been unable to sleep at night.

Fortunately, she was going to die in this calamity.

Without the slightest hesitation, the Tianjian Peak lineage led those people on a whirlwind escape for thousands of miles.

With a deafening crash, the iron pestle shattered the sword energy and collapsed another pavilion.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yan Shu also landed back on Xuanjian Peak, his face already pale and bloodless.

Even the sword has its limits; even if one's ambition is higher than the heavens, there will be times when one is powerless to overcome them.

"Shuyi!!"

"Appraiser!!!"

Heading towards them, the Zhuang family patriarch pursued them, his iron pestle slamming down towards Yan Shuyi with a terrifying aura.

Feeling the murderous intent that surged like a tsunami, the young appraiser suddenly reached out and subconsciously touched his lower abdomen.

It's a pity that she didn't leave behind her own bloodline; she should have taken out the elixir from her plastic sister sooner.

She couldn't help but think of the disciples of Xiaoxiaotian Academy, and the scene in her dream where she held hands with him and walked the child.

If she chose to run away now, she would still have a chance, but before becoming his arrogant ghost, she was first and foremost the appraiser of Spirit Sword Mountain.

She's persisted long enough; even if she dies, no one will say she did wrong...

Amidst the wind and waves, the heavy iron pestle slammed down, its terrifying pressure creating a barrier of air.

Yan Shuyi still stood proudly, facing his death with an air of superiority.

However, to his surprise, the iron pestle failed to strike, but instead seemed to have hit something indestructible.

Amidst the buzzing sound, a sword light suddenly burst forth from behind him, as if a ray of dawn had suddenly fallen from the originally dark sky, illuminating everything in all directions, and then slashed down with a thunderous roar.

The patriarch of the Zhuang family felt a suffocating aura. He used his iron pestle to resist the sword's attack and was sent flying hundreds of miles away, crashing into a low peak outside Spirit Sword Mountain.

At this moment, the young appraiser was slightly taken aback and turned to look behind him.

Halfway up Xuanjian Peak, there was a stream. Standing beside the stream was an old man dressed in a scholar's robe. He walked from the stream to the top of the mountain. His whole body was filled with sword energy, and the aura of his natal spirit sword was even more powerful than that of Yan Shuyi.

It was Master Chen, who came to Lingjian Mountain with Ji Zhai and his group to seek refuge. He was the old gentleman from Yuyang County who taught people to win people over with virtue every day.

The most surprised to see him make a move were not Yan Shuyi, but the two Xuanjian Peak elders who were seriously injured.

Because this figure looked exactly like the person they had once looked up to.

"The Sect Leader...?"

"Yes, yes."

Master Chen waved his sleeves and said, "It's been a long time, you two."

Upon hearing his answer, the two patriarchs of Xuanjian Peak narrowed their eyes sharply.

Lingjian Mountain has had six generations of leaders. The current leader is Yan Zhong, who just led his people to escape from Lingjian Mountain. The next leader will be Yan Shuyi.

Their predecessor, the fifth generation leader, was Yan Chen, who had disappeared without a trace after leaving Lingjian Mountain.

"Weren't you already dead?"

"I'm just missing, who said I'm dead?"

"You...you've been up in the mountains all this time?!"

Master Chen waved his hand with a smile: "No, no, no, I just arrived too."

Yan Shuyi opened her mouth, because she knew that Master Chen was invited to the mountain by Ji You after he had been there, so he had indeed just arrived.

But she never imagined that this Master Chen would be the sect leader who disappeared from their Spirit Sword Mountain back then.

The patriarch of Xuanjian Peak suddenly clenched his fist: "Since you were here, why did you only make a move now?!"

"The ways of Heaven are unpredictable, and everything has its cause and effect. I can't just act recklessly, but Shuyi's life or death is a kind of guidance, indicating that I can take action."

"What kind of reason is that?!"

"You'll understand later."

After Master Chen finished speaking, he turned to Yan Shuyi and said, "Hurry up and adjust your breathing; that demon will be back soon."

Yan Shuyi stared at him for a long time, then a hint of coldness suddenly appeared in her eyes: "So it was you who threw the Spirit Mirror at me?"

Master Chen was slightly taken aback upon hearing this: "That is a sacred artifact, something that countless people in the world desire."

"But you never asked me if I wanted it or not."

So, you don't want it?

Yan Shuyi narrowed her eyes: "If I wanted it, I wouldn't have chosen to sink it into the sea in the first place."

Master Chen nodded: "That's why it chose you. This kind of temperament is what Heaven likes. It has nothing to do with me."

In the distance, a terrifying aura pressed down once more.

Yan Shuyi remembered that Master Chen had just told them to quickly adjust their breathing, and couldn't help but frown: "You can't beat him?"

"I have no physical body."

"?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Zhuang family patriarch roared over, his eyes now contorted with rage.

They used the Heavenly Dao Sacrifice to deduce countless times, and although there were many variables, they were always victorious.

In the process of deduction, the young master of Lingjian Mountain was always the first to be killed, and there was never another person who suddenly appeared.

This caused the Zhuang family patriarch to tremble violently, feeling a kind of anger that transcended the plan. The powerful iron pestle carried an aura of annihilation, as if it had smashed out a pitch-black void.

Master Chen's eyes instantly turned serious. With a wave of his hand, he unleashed a magnificent sword technique, slashing wildly and clashing fiercely with the sword. A cracking sound immediately came from his arm.

Just then, a sword light as bright as the moon swept in.

Yan Shuyi's entire body surged with sword energy, aiming straight for the opponent's crown chakra.

With a loud bang, both sides were forced back, with Master Chen being forced back ten zhang.

The fifth-generation leader of Lingjian Mountain, who once dominated the world of Linxian, is indeed somewhat inferior to this Zhuang family patriarch.

This scene left the two Xuanjian Peak elders, who were lying on the ground, in disbelief.

At this moment, Yan Shuyi was also thrown back to Xuanjian Peak. When he turned his head, he looked at Master Chen's arm and his eyes widened slightly.

His arm was split open, but instead of blood, mud was falling out.

"Clay body...?"

"Yes, it's made of clay; it dissolves in water and can't even drink alcohol."

After speaking, Master Chen leaped into the air, suddenly drawing a sliver of light from the dark, cloud-covered sky, which transformed into a sharp sword and slashed wildly.

The patriarch of the Zhuang family wielded the iron pestle and fiercely swung it back. Suddenly, a black light burst forth, piercing through the air with a whoosh, and another burst of dirt flew up.

These demons who attained immortality through the aid of ancient ruins possessed peak vitality and had hardened bodies, making them difficult to injure.

There's no point in continuing to struggle like this.

boom! ! ! !

The two patriarchs, their eyes wide with fury, suddenly held their breath and turned to look at the buzzing northwest sky, where they saw the dark clouds tremble violently.

The patriarch of the Zhuang family also frowned, and couldn't help but look in the direction of the ruins, his eyes filled with surprise and doubt.

He had also felt the first tremor of the Heavenly Dao Sacrifice, and knew that someone had broken in. He was shocked for a long time, but was finally awakened by Chu Yu's loud shout with his divine soul, and then began to focus on attacking.

The human altar was filled with malevolent energy, and those with higher cultivation levels were more severely suppressed. Even the slightest accident would have no effect.

As expected, the Heavenly Ritual then calmed down, allowing him to focus more on the battle at hand.

But what he didn't expect was that the Heavenly Sacrifice began to tremble uncontrollably again.

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