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

Thousands of sword energies streaked across the sky, striking the puppet army on the Cloud Sea Square.

"Puff... puff... puff... puff... puff... puff..."

A dense barrage of terrifying sword energy descended, piercing through each puppet.

Those ordinary people who formed the puppet army became complete targets, with no chance of escape under the sword energy of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword.

However, among the army of cultivator puppets, half of them temporarily escaped when the Immortal Cultivation Sword Qi fell, while the other half were pierced by the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Qi and stuck in the Cloud Sea Square until the sword qi struck them.

As thousands of sword energies descended, six hundred ordinary human puppets and two hundred cultivator puppets fell.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

……

At this moment, the spiritual energy on the Tai Chi Yin Yang diagram had gathered sufficiently. Wan Jianyi pointed the Immortal Execution Sword downwards again, and shouted out several "kill" words in succession.

Instantly, a thousand sword energies shot out, followed by another thousand sword energies.

In just five breaths, ten thousand sword energies shot out.

Moreover, Wan Jianyi shouted repeatedly, and as ten thousand sword energies fell, ten thousand more Immortal-Slaying Sword energies rushed downwards.

"Pfft...pfft...pfft..."

Within a minute, 120,000 sword energies descended.

As countless sword energies descended, the massive puppet army was mercilessly slaughtered by Wan Jianyi with his sword energies, like sitting ducks.

One by one, the puppets were shot out by the Zhuxian Sword Qi and fell forever on the Cloud Sea Square.

After 120,000 sword energies descended in succession, 110,000 ordinary human puppets fell to the ground.

Of the six thousand cultivator puppets, five thousand have fallen forever, leaving only one thousand cultivator puppets.

At this moment, the pressure on the nearly six hundred Qingyun disciples was greatly reduced.

The remaining thousand cultivator puppets were easily handled by their nearly six hundred elite Qingyun disciples.

The remaining 300,000 ordinary puppet soldiers, with only 1,000 cultivator puppets assisting them, posed a significantly reduced threat to the Qingyun disciples.

Especially high in the sky, the sword energy of Zhuxian continued to fall, separating the nearly six hundred Qingyun disciples from the army of three hundred thousand puppets, greatly reducing the pressure on the exhausted Qingyun disciples, allowing them to catch their breath.

They used this brief free time to continuously practice the Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao to restore their magical power and heal their injuries.

At the same time, everyone looked at the ever-falling Immortal Execution Sword Qi and the white-clad figure holding the Immortal Execution Sword in the sky, their faces filled with excitement, admiration, and reverence.

Wan Jianyi stood high in the sky, his Zhuxian Sword gleaming with purple light, his eyes filled with killing intent. He unleashed wave after wave of Zhuxian Sword Qi, charging relentlessly towards the remaining 300,000 puppet troops.

Wan Jianyi breathed a sigh of relief as he looked down at the Qingyun disciples, Tian Buyi, Su Ru, and the others who were finally able to catch their breath.

Looking at the nearly six hundred disciples, he saw that they were all meditating while looking at him with worship and reverence. The guilt he felt for killing his master back then finally vanished at this moment.

At this moment, even if these Qingyun disciples, who are unaware of the specific circumstances of that year, knew that he was the one who murdered his master, their actions in this time of crisis to save the Qingyun disciples and the Qingyun Sect would be enough to atone for their sins.

Although his master was killed by him while in a demonic state, he was still the one who killed him.

Therefore, for three hundred years, Wan Jianyi, who had always respected his teachers, had always felt extremely guilty.

At this moment, feeling the spotlight on everyone, and knowing he could save Qingyun, the guilt in his heart finally vanished. Thinking of this, Wan Jianyi, while activating the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation to fight the enemy, looked towards the Ancestral Shrine on the back mountain, at the ancestral tablets inside, and said in a heavy tone:

“Master, I killed you three hundred years ago and have lived with guilt ever since. Today, I am finally free.”

High in the sky, the Asura Ghost King, seated atop the Heavenly Fiend King's head, watched Wan Jianyi unleash the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Qi and the endlessly dying puppet army. A pang of heartache shot through him, and his icy voice rang out:
"Wan Jianyi, my army of hundreds of thousands of puppets is the result of a lot of hard work. If you kill me with my puppet army, wouldn't that be a waste of all my efforts?"

"Hmph, I'll let you kill for one more minute, and let you get excited for one more minute."

"At that time, when you are most excited and glorious, I will make my move and let you die in fear. It would be a great pleasure to kill a genius like you who dominated the righteous and demonic sword paths three hundred years ago."

A thousand meters above the Asura Demon King, in a cloud, stood a mysterious figure invisible to ordinary people.

He was tall, with a handsome face, extremely handsome, and his blood-red hair flew wildly.

Heaven and earth are the chessboard, and all living beings are the chess pieces.

The mysterious figure gazed down at Wan Jianyi and murmured:

“Old Wan, being able to see you truly break through and rebuild, sweeping away the guilt of killing your master, makes all the hard work I put in as your disciple and your old friend who is both your teacher and friend worthwhile.”

Then, the mysterious figure looked at Tian Buyi, Tian Ling'er, Song Daren and his six fellow disciples, Yan Hong, Su Ru, Lu Xueqi, Master Shuiyue and others, and said:

"You are people I care about. Don't worry, with me secretly in control, it'll be hard for you to die even if you want to."

"As for the other Qingyun disciples, there are still elites among them. In another hundred years, they will be even more prosperous than before."

Then, the mysterious figure looked at the Asura Ghost King and murmured:
"Ghost King, if you weren't Yao'er's father, you would have died ten thousand times over."

"To keep Yao'er from being heartbroken, I'll wait until you've been jumping around a bit longer before I strike and completely crush you."

At this moment, the mysterious, seated Black Water Serpent looked down and asked in confusion:
"Master, even though we are high in the sky, I am so big that they should be able to see me. Why can't they see me at all?"

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head, tapped the Black Water Serpent's head with his hand, and said:

“Your master is a true immortal. If I can’t even do this, then what kind of immortal am I?”

"Oh..." The Blackwater Serpent nodded, a bold idea suddenly popping into its head, and it boldly said:
"Master, can you transform me into human form?"

"Why?" Zhang Xiaofan asked.

A shy expression suddenly appeared on the massive head of the Blackwater Serpent, and it said:
"Master, I have lived for tens of thousands of years and have never experienced human relations. I have been a celibate snake for ten thousand years."

"Master, you are so handsome, the most handsome man I have ever seen in ten thousand years. I love you so much."

"Looking at you gives me an impulse, an impulse that has been dormant for ten thousand years has finally erupted. Master, I want to have your child."

"Ahem!" Zhang Xiaofan coughed lightly twice and said:

"Blackwater, why are you so direct?"

"Directly?" The Blackwater Serpent asked with a puzzled look, then asked directly:
"I like you, I want to have your child, it's that simple, isn't it?"

Zhang Xiaofan was taken aback upon hearing this, thinking to himself that the Blackwater Serpent was indeed worthy of living for ten thousand years and was indeed a serpent, being so direct.

Perhaps it's because he's been lonely for ten thousand years.

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and said:
"You're better off as huge as you are now; it's very impressive for me to ride you."

"If you were to take human form, it wouldn't be impressive enough for me to ride you in the air..."

(End of this chapter)