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

Looking at the broken Zhuxian Sword, the Water Qilin's eyes were filled with sorrow.

Because, among all the disciples of the Qingyun Sect, if we were to discuss who had the deepest feelings for the Zhuxian Sword, it wouldn't be the Qingyun disciples or Dao Xuan Zhenren, but rather Shui Qilin.

Back then, Master Qingye rode her, wielding the Immortal Execution Sword, and slayed demons and monsters in the cultivation world for a hundred years. The Immortal Execution Sword accompanied her for a hundred years.

Furthermore, she is an ancient divine beast, which is why Dao Xuan Zhenren placed the Zhuxian Sword in her mouth, yet she was not corrupted by its malevolent energy.

Because she had been with the Zhuxian Sword for a hundred years, she was an ancient divine beast.

After Master Qingye died, she stayed in Qingyun Sect for a thousand years, until now.

In fact, over the course of a thousand years, she could have left directly. Apart from Dao Xuan Zhenren, the sect leader of the Taiqing realm, the other Qingyun sect leaders were at most at the Shangqing peak, and none of them could have stopped her.

Why not leave? Because Master Qingye is buried here, and the Immortal Execution Sword, which Master Qingye has carried with him for hundreds of years, is here!

Therefore, her feelings for the Zhuxian Sword were deeper than those of any other Qingyun disciple.

Seeing the half of the Zhuxian Sword fall to the ground, the water unicorn leaped up and put the sword in its mouth.

Tears streamed down her face.

It is said that mythical beasts do not easily shed tears, but only when they are deeply saddened.

More than 500 Qingyun disciples looked at the broken Zhuxian Sword and at the frail, swaying figure of Wan Jianyi high in the sky.

One thought crossed my mind: I'm doomed.

After all, even someone as strong as Wan Jianyi was defeated by the Asura Ghost King, so who else could be his opponent?

High in the sky, Wan Jianyi stood trembling, his aura weak, as if he could die at any moment.

Those aged eyes stared resentfully at the Asura Ghost King.

The Asura Ghost King looked at the incredibly aged Wan Jianyi and said, "You're about to die. Speak, do you have any last words?"

"Yes." A smile appeared on Wan Jianyi's aged face, and his hoarse voice rang out:
"You...can't kill me."

"Haha..." The Asura Demon King suddenly laughed, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, and said disdainfully:
"Looking at you now, you actually say I can't kill you? Are you senile or something?"

"Haha..." Wan Jianyi suddenly laughed as well. Although his eyes were old and cloudy, they still shone with a sharp edge. He said:

"Believe it or not, if I shout it once, you won't be able to kill me?"

"Do not believe."

"You really don't believe it?"

"I really don't believe it."

"So I shouted?"

"Shout."

"Did I really shout it?"

"Shout! If you don't shout, I'll crush you with one hand!" As the Asura Ghost King said this, his enormous bloody hand began to move.

Upon seeing this, Wan Jianyi immediately panicked and hurriedly said:
"I'll shout, I'll shout, okay?"

Wan Jianyi was gambling, gambling on whether Zhang Xiaofan had truly become an immortal.

Based on his observation, Zhang Xiaofan must have become an immortal.

But if he fails to become an immortal, he will be met with the wrath of the Asura King.

No, it seems that even if he doesn't shout, the Asura Demon King won't let him go. Well then, he might as well shout and take a gamble.

Thinking of this, Wan Jianyi gritted his teeth and shouted:

"You brat, come save me right now!"

This shout, delivered with all his might, resounded throughout the entire sky.

However, there was no response from high above, nor did any figure appear.

"Haha..." The Asura Ghost King chuckled, staring at Wan Jianyi with amusement, and said:

"Where are the reinforcements you called for? Why haven't they come out yet?"

At this moment, Wan Jianyi was also stunned.

Could it be that my observation and judgment were wrong, and that Zhang Xiaofan didn't become an immortal? But then again, no one has ever become an immortal in ten thousand years. Although Zhang Xiaofan's talent is unparalleled in my life, becoming an immortal is too far-fetched. It's normal that Zhang Xiaofan didn't become an immortal.

It would be abnormal if one truly became an immortal.

Wan Jianyi's aged eyes were fixed on the Asura Ghost King, and he thought to himself:
Damn it, I'm doomed today.

However, having had a wild time before dying, it wasn't a complete loss.

Hearing the words of the Asura Ghost King, Wan Jian thought that he was going to die anyway, so he swallowed hard and spat a mouthful of phlegm onto the Asura Ghost King's face.

"Ah..." The Asura Ghost King never expected Wan Jianyi to suddenly spit out a mouthful of phlegm.

This spit was more disgusting than losing an arm; it was utterly disgusting.

"Crack...knock..."

The Asura Demon King's face turned ashen with rage, his狰狞 (zhengning - ferocious/hideous) face filled with murderous intent. His fists clenched so tightly they cracked, and he roared:
"Wan Jianyi, I will grind you to dust!"

"Fuck your sister!" Wan Jianyi retorted without any politeness. In his view, since he couldn't win, he couldn't suffer a loss; he had to thoroughly humiliate his opponent.

"Ah, I'll kill you."

The Asura Ghost King roared, and the next moment, the Heavenly Fiend King's enormous bloody hand reached out and fiercely grasped Wan Jianyi in his hand.

However, just as Wan Jianyi's body was enveloped by the bloody hand, his body suddenly disappeared.

Blood Hand clenched tightly, then twisted it repeatedly, as if trying to crush Wan Jianyi into dust.

Then, the bloody hand opened, but when the Asura Ghost King looked into the bloody hand, he was immediately stunned.

Because he discovered that there was not a trace of Wan Jianyi's corpse or flesh on the Blood Hand, nor was there any flesh or clothing in the nearby air.

Could it be that he completely vanished from his grasp of the myriad swords, leaving not a trace behind?

That's impossible. Even if the force is great, even if it's shattered into dust, you should still be able to see a trace of residue.

However, there was nothing belonging to Wan Jianyi in the blood-stained hand and in the nearby air.

Could it be that someone really rescued Wan Jianyi?

impossible.

Even if someone had rescued Wan Jianyi, he should have noticed it.

Moreover, even if Zhang Xiaofan used the Yin-Yang Mirror to save Wan Jianyi, his Blood Hand was the hand of the Heavenly Fiend King.

Zhang Xiaofan wants to use the Yin-Yang Mirror to rescue Wan Jianyi, but the space will be sealed off by the Blood Hand. He must break the Blood Hand's seal.

Unless, unless a celestial being rescued Wan Jianyi.

However, there are no immortals in this world, and no one can become an immortal.

Immortals are ethereal and illusory; they do not exist.

But why is there not a trace of Wan Jianyi?

I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out.

Then, the Asura Ghost King looked down at the more than five hundred Qingyun people on the Cloud Sea Square below and revealed a bloodthirsty and ferocious smile.

……

Behind the mountain, in front of the Illusion Moon Cave.

Dao Xuan Zhenren watched as the enormous bloody hand grasped the myriad swords, his heart trembled, and he said with a sorrowful expression:
"Junior brother, I never thought you would die like this. I, your senior brother, suddenly feel very lonely."

"Cough cough!"

Suddenly, an old cough sounded from behind.

Dao Xuan Zhenren was startled. Although the cough sounded unusually old, he could still tell that it was his junior brother Wan Jianyi's voice.

Because even if the other person turns to ashes, he will still recognize them.

Could it be that Wan Jianyi is not dead?
Thinking of this, Dao Xuan Zhenren felt extremely uneasy and slowly turned around to look...

(End of this chapter)