The Eternal Calamity of the Heaven-shading

Chapter 270 Five Kill Sword

Wow!
Black, gigantic waves surged and ripped through the sky, crushing the clouds into dust—a truly terrifying sight.

Outside, a Great Sage-level expert can easily traverse space, plucking stars and seizing the moon. However, here, they cannot even fly, let alone open the teleportation portal.

"Could this be another setup, with the mastermind using our lives to test the waters?"

At this moment, faced with this vast and endless eerie ocean, everyone was caught between a rock and a hard place, unable to advance or retreat, and could only stare at it in a daze.

Almost every method has been tried, leaving only crossing the sea as the only option. Perhaps only by reaching the legendary other shore can we find a way to survive.

But the question is, how do we cross the sea?
"Huh, there's a boat over there?"

As Chu Xiaoyao surveyed the shore, he inadvertently discovered many ancient ships in a misty haze. They looked magnificent and tall, like small mountains.

"Now that a boat has appeared, it should be able to be used to cross the sea, right?"

Thinking it over, Chu Xiaoyao became more cautious and decided to reveal the existence of these ancient ships.

"What, a boat?"

Upon hearing the news, everyone rushed over immediately.

A great sage, with a cautious expression, carefully used his magic to board a ship.

Then, the ship immediately transformed into a streak of light and plunged into the dark ocean.

"It actually works!"

"Gentlemen, this is probably the only way."

Seeing this, the other powerful individuals did not hesitate and boarded the ancient ship.

……

A few days later,
Chu Xiaoyao stood on the old, rustic deck, his face grim.

Since he sailed into the depths of the mysterious ocean, only his ship remained on the vast sea; the other powerful figures had long since disappeared.

"I hope nothing else goes wrong!" Chu Xiaoyao muttered to himself.

Just then, the ship passed through the thick fog.

He suddenly saw a broken ancient ship in front of him, floating on the sea. The ship was broken in the middle and was stained with blood.

"This fluctuation... is the blood of a Great Sage-level expert!" Chu Xiaoyao gasped after examining it closely.

He recognized it; it was the ship from which he had first embarked on his journey, and if he remembered correctly, the one who piloted it was a Great Sage.

"Now that the ship is here, where are the people on board?" Chu Xiaoyao pondered, staring intently at the dilapidated ship.

The next instant, a bluish light suddenly shimmered underwater on the turbulent black sea.

Soon, a corpse gradually surfaced, its face terrifying, as if it had suffered immense pain before its death.

Upon seeing this, Chu Xiaoyao's pupils narrowed, and a sense of panic inexplicably arose in his heart.

As expected, it was the Great Sage who boarded the ship at the very beginning. Although only a few days had passed, his corpse looked as if he had been dead for a long time. Even from a distance, the aura emanating from him was chilling and bone-chilling.

Chu Xiaoyao's expression grew increasingly grim, and he muttered, "There really is something wrong with this seawater!"

Boom boom!

A chilling sense of crisis descended as a ball of eerie green flame swept across the distance, grazing the edge and striking the wrecked ship not far away.

Chu Xiaoyao turned his head and looked into the distance. Another large ship appeared, with two figures standing on it. "It's you!" Chu Xiaoyao's eyes turned cold. "You've come in too."

The person who attacked just now was the mastermind behind the killing formation that had been set up outside. Now the person finally revealed his true appearance, who was a young man of the same age, and was holding a bronze lamp in his palm.

However, what directly changed Chu Xiaoyao's expression was the one-armed, one-eyed old man next to him. The old man did not make any big movements, but the aura he exuded was like a vast starry sky, unfathomable.

"Xu Dong, the Supreme Elder of Guijian Sect, successor of Lingbao Tianzun, and the One-Eyed Sword God!" Chu Xiaoyao exclaimed in surprise, as if facing a formidable enemy.

During the difficult era when Lingbao Tianzun secluded himself from the world, the One-Eyed Sword God, as a quasi-Tianzun, was the supreme combat power in the entire cultivation world.

Unexpectedly, he would run into them here. If it weren't for the overwhelming suppressive power of this strange ocean, he wouldn't even have the right to look up at them; they would have been suppressed the moment they met.

"Then you must be the famous true disciple of the Guijian Sect's formation techniques?" Chu Xiaoyao turned to look at Wu Gen on the other side.

"Hmph, clever, no wonder you managed to escape from me." Wu Gen praised, then solemnly introduced himself: "Very well, today I will let you die knowing why. I am Wu Gen, the current true disciple of the Guijian Sect in formation."

"Why did you massacre everyone? Aren't you afraid the entire cultivation world will rise up against you?" Chu Xiaoyao roared.

Upon hearing this, Wu Geng remained expressionless and asked in a low, detached tone, "Do you know where this place is?"

The next moment, before Chu Xiaoyao could react, Wu Gen muttered to himself, "This is the Sea of ​​Wheels of the Celestial Venerable Lingbao!"

"What? The Heavenly Venerable's Sea of ​​Wheels!!!" Chu Xiaoyao was shocked, his mind reeling.

"Such a vast ocean, entirely transformed from the Heavenly Venerable's Sea of ​​Wheels?" His voice trembled slightly.

The ocean before them was vast and boundless; even if stars fell into it, they wouldn't make a ripple. Yet now they were told it was formed from the sea of ​​wheels of the Celestial Venerable Lingbao, a mythical tale even more fantastical than Arabian Nights.

"Surprised, are you?" Wu Gen's lips curled into a faint, enigmatic smile.

"Alright, let's get started. Don't waste time with him." The one-eyed old man, Xu Dong, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up.

"Uncle-Master, please allow me a moment. I will deal with him first, and then it won't be too late to go to the Heavenly Venerable's Life Spring," Wu Gen pleaded.

As he finished speaking, the bronze lamp in his hand began to move, the flame inside flickering, and profound chanting could be heard coming from it.

“Thirty moves. If that’s too much, I will take matters into my own hands,” Xu Dong said coldly.

"Do you really think you've got me cornered?" Chu Xiaoyao roared in anger.

Then, he urged his small boat to speed away into the distance, intending to escape this great calamity.

Upon seeing this, Wu Geng's lips twitched, seemingly quite surprised by his actions.

From afar, only Chu Xiaoyao's voice drifted on the wind, "There's a Quasi-Celestial Venerable standing here to back me up, do you think I'm stupid! If you're so capable, make him leave, otherwise, only someone with water in their brain would stay here to wait for death."

……

At this moment, deep within the Heavenly Venerable's Sea of ​​Wheels, the Spring of Life surged into the sky, washing over the heavens, accompanied by wisps of immortal light rising upwards, making the sun, moon, and stars pale in comparison.

"What exactly are you worried about? You've come this far, and now you're going back to the old ways?" Chen Wu said softly.

Yes, after spending decades with Xuanhuang, Nine-Leaf Sword Grass, and others on Burial Sky Island, he sealed them once again in the Immortal Source, and then stepped across the universe to arrive here, the place of Lingbao Heavenly Venerable's transformation.

At this moment, in Chen Wu's eyes, at the bottom of the life spring, there was a precious wheel, which was the life wheel of the Lingbao Heavenly Venerable, covered with countless cracks.

In addition, five blood-red killing swords were stuck in the Wheel of Life, four of which were quite solid and exuded an unparalleled killing intent to slaughter all living beings.

Only the last one was extremely ethereal, as if it might vanish at any moment.

boom!
Suddenly, the five killing swords revived, unleashing their supreme divine might, shaking the sea of ​​suffering to countless layers, and their terrifying pressure even made a Quasi-Celestial Venerable feel suffocated.

(End of this chapter)