Zhu Xian: Get ten times the talent, the sword opens the gate of heaven

Chapter 390 Azure Dragon One VS Ten Thousand Swords One
The enormous golden Buddha hand crashed down on the skeletal evil spirit, accompanied by chanting Buddhist hymns, and the golden light illuminated the entire vast cloud sea plaza, making it resplendent in gold!
Faced with such a powerful attack, the black energy around the skeletal evil spirit surged, and a ball of black energy condensed into a tentacle!
The tentacles had just condensed when they lashed out at the Buddha's giant hand above!

"boom!"

The Buddha's giant hand was instantly shattered, but the tentacles, still brimming with power, lashed out at Master Puhong!

Master Puhong's kind old face suddenly turned stern, and he opened his mouth wide, revealing that he had no teeth at all!
"Lion Roar Kung Fu!"

Then, with a deep breath, his previously withered and emaciated chest suddenly swelled up, like a muscular man with explosive muscles!
"Peptide!"

Master Puhong suddenly roared, and a terrifying sonic wave blasted towards the tentacles!

Wherever the sound waves passed, even space itself trembled!

Black energy surged on the black tentacles, showing signs of disintegration. The sound waves blasted a deep pit into the ground within a radius of ten feet around the White Bone Evil Spirit.

The beast demons within a radius of twenty zhang were affected by the sound waves and turned into countless pieces of flesh scattered all over the ground!
"Roar!"

With a furious roar, the skeletal evil spirit stood firm amidst the endless sound waves, its massive skeletal feet firmly planted on the ground!
Seeing this, Master Shuiyue below recalled the scene of his disciple Xueqi practicing the Lion's Roar Technique on Xiaozhu Peak, and quickly shouted a reminder:
"Master Puhong, the Lion's Roar Technique would be even more effective if a large bell were added!"

A large clock?

Master Puhong was startled upon hearing this; how could he not have thought of this?

However, to unleash the full power of the Lion's Roar, he must circulate his magic power at full strength, as he has no extra magic power to condense into the bell.

Unless, unless another master of the Taiqing realm comes and blesses him with a large bell.

However, even so, the other person will suffer a backlash because the power of the bell will clash with their own sonic power. Not only will it not increase the power, but it will also cause the bell to explode!
At best, they will be severely injured; at worst, their cultivation will be completely destroyed, or they may even be blown up!
“Peptide…peptide…peptide…”

Master Puhong opened his mouth wide and continuously emitted sound waves!

The swelling chest slowly shrank, eventually returning to its original shriveled state, and the sonic attack came to an abrupt end!

"Roar!"

As the sound waves disappeared, the skeletal evil spirit, no longer restrained, roared and its black tentacles rapidly extended, lashing out at Master Puhong!

Master Puhong opened his mouth and spat out a golden bead the size of an egg, which floated into his palm!
Then, his gaze fell upon the outstretched tentacle. Instead of retreating, he advanced, the golden bead in his palm gleaming brightly, and struck the tentacle with his palm...

The battle in front of the Jade Purity Hall on Tongtian Peak was extremely fierce, with roars of countless beasts, flying magical treasures, and splattering blood...

But behind the mountain, all was quiet!
Apart from the roars of countless beasts coming from the front of the mountain, there was no other sound.

Even the birds had long since flown away, and those that hadn't stayed in their nests trembling, not daring to make a sound!
A slender man in a blue robe with a cold and stern expression walked along the path.

As Qinglong walked, two forks in the road suddenly appeared ahead.

According to the previous information from Daoist Cangsong, the one on the left is the ancestral hall of the Qingyun Sect, and the one on the right is the Qingyun Forbidden Land, where the Illusion Moon Cave is located.

His purpose for this trip, the Immortal Execution Sword, has been kept in the Illusion Moon Cave for many years.

Without stopping, Qinglong headed straight for the right fork in the road.

After walking along a short cobblestone path, a hilltop appeared ahead, and at the foot of the hill, a cave about two meters in diameter came into view.

The cave was surrounded by green vines that hung down, making it look like an ordinary cave.

Looking at the outside of the cave, no one would imagine that the most famous divine weapon in the world today... the Immortal Execution Sword, has been hidden inside this cave for thousands of years.

Above the cave, four large characters are printed: Illusion Moon Cave!
Seeing the destination of his journey, Qinglong did not rush in immediately. Instead, he cautiously looked around, circulating his magical power, ready to make a move at any moment, and slowly walked towards the cave.

Even though there was no one around, Qinglong felt an extremely dangerous sensation approaching—an intuition formed over three hundred years.

It felt as if a sharp sword was held to his neck, ready to strike. The Azure Dragon slowly walked along the path and arrived at the open area in front of the cave.

"Tap...tap...tap..."

Just then, a light footstep sounded inside the Illusion Moon Cave.

As soon as the sound rang out, Qinglong's cold and sharp eyes were fixed on the cave.

As the footsteps grew closer, a man dressed in white emerged.

Dressed in white, with his hands behind his back and wearing a ghost mask, he looked like the sharpest sword in time!
Qinglong looked at the man wearing a ghost mask and dressed in white.

He felt a very familiar sensation wash over him.

That was the white-clad man he admired three hundred years ago, Wan Jianyi!

Back then, Wan Jianyi, alone with his sword and several junior brothers, chased after these members of the Demonic Sect all the way to the Desolate Holy Temple!

In the end, they even carved the three characters "Wan Jianyi" on the sacred statue in the temple!

However, during his journey through the wilderness, he developed a connection with his younger sister, Youji, and was ultimately defeated when Youji severed his left arm with a single sword strike, greatly diminishing his strength.

Then came the news that Wan Jianyi had been executed by the Qingyun Sect!
At that time, Qinglong did not feel sorry for Wan Jianyi, because that white-clad man, who was like a celestial sword, was the person he admired most in his life.

Looking at the man before him, Qinglong felt as if he were seeing Wan Jianyi from back then.

No, it should be Wan Jianyi!

Moreover, he has a better temperament and a more astonishing aura than Wan Jianyi three hundred years ago.

However, Qinglong shook his head because he saw that the white-robed man's left arm was completely unharmed.

Wan Jianyi's left arm was severed.

Therefore, this person should not be Wan Jianyi.

However, since this person gave him the same feeling as Wan Jianyi, his strength must not be underestimated.

Looking at this man, Qinglong felt that Qingyun Sect truly lived up to its reputation as the leader of the righteous path, a place where hidden talents abounded!
There was Wan Jianyi, but who would have thought there was another man comparable to him!
Qinglong sized up the man in white and said in a deep voice:
"You give me the feeling of having met someone I've known before."

Wan Jianyi sized up Qinglong and noticed that his aura was even stronger than it had been three hundred years ago. It seemed that his strength had also increased significantly in the past three hundred years.

The mouth moved beneath the grimacing face, and it said:
"Who is that familiar old friend of yours?"

"Wan... Jian... Yi!"

Qinglong spoke slowly and deliberately, while keeping a close eye on the only visible eye on the mask of the ghost-faced man.

I wanted to see if there was any change in his sharp, piercing eyes.

Because the white-clad man before them looked too much like Wan Jianyi.

Although his arms were intact and Wan Jianyi had died three hundred years ago, Qinglong's cautious and suspicious nature still made him want to test him.

Upon hearing Qinglong utter his name, Wan Jianyi's expression remained unchanged. Instead, he slowly said:
"You are no match for me, leave!"

"Heh..." Azure Dragon chuckled coldly, and said in a chilling tone:
"Insanity!"

(End of this chapter)