Embers of Sword

Chapter 474 Bloody Battle

"You said...I can't go back?"

The hill behind the pavilion was shrouded in golden light.

Xie Xuanyi stretched out his hand and pressed on the layer of light golden barrier. As long as he wanted, the sword of annihilation could burst out at any time, piercing the golden barrier and creating a gap, but he did not do so. Through a layer of golden light, Xie Xuanyi suddenly heard shouts not far away. There were sword qi flowing across the sky, shuttles piercing the miasma, and chariots breaking through the mountains. Such heavy sounds mixed together. He tried to release his divine consciousness, and at the edge of the extreme perception range... he saw a familiar breath. It was the sword cultivator of the Baihua Valley in Yuangui Mountain, and the cultivator of the Jiang family.

No, that's not right.

How could this be?
Xiao Qi took action and brought himself away from Zhanjiao Mountain. This place should be a dangerous area close to Chunbai Mountain... How could a cultivator from Yuangui Mountain appear here?
"Yes. Haven't you seen it all?"

The prince sat down, then returned to the chariot and looked into the distance in the direction where Xie Xuanyi's spiritual thoughts had gone.

The mountains and sea roared in the distance.

Through the barrier, only a slight vibration could be heard.

The prince said casually: "The war has already begun... Everyone is fighting, how are you going to go back? Where are you going to go back to?"

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The sky in southern Xinjiang was gloomier than ever before, and the dark clouds were interspersed with the mournful and resentful cries and roars of ghosts.

A purple-green sword light flickered across the sky, heading straight towards Qingfu Mountain.

Junshan Zhenren's expression turned pale.

He lowered his head and looked at the third realm of Tao wrapped around his sleeves.

Beihai Mausoleum was destroyed, and the world's luck was reversed. Now it is an unprecedented prosperous era... The reason why Junshan Zhenren chose to reincarnate before the Jiazi year was to come to such a correct "era". Now he has realized the third realm of Tao as he wished, but he does not feel the slightest joy.

Throughout the thousand-year history of the Da Chu Dynasty, no one has ever achieved such an achievement.

The degree of refinement of the third realm of Tao is extremely high and difficult. It requires talent, but even more so luck and opportunity.

"Miao Zhen", who was also a reincarnated person, failed.

Even if there had not been the disaster of the destruction of Buddhism in Yuanzhou, Miaozhen would most likely not have succeeded.

This level of breakthrough can be called a masterpiece of all time, and is on par with Xie Zhen's "Entering the Tao through Life and Death".

Junshan Zhenren's first two realms of Taoism are named "Purple Thunder" and "Green Absolute", which correspond to Taishangzhai's "Thunder Method" and Yuqingzhai's "Swordsmanship" respectively... However, his third realm of Taoism has nothing to do with thunder methods and swordsmanship.

This third realm is called "the future".

Junshan Zhenren has realized that... This realm of Taoism seems to be somewhat similar to Miyun's "Realm of Cause and Effect". Every time he entered the realm of Taoism before, he was meditating and practicing. Now that the realm of Taoism is completely solidified, as long as he uses the "Realm of Future Taoism", his consciousness will leave his body.

In a sense.

This state of Tao is somewhat similar to the heart lake perception of a sword cultivator.

But it is more precise and more mysterious.

The moment of breaking through, the lake in the heart was hit by a tsunami.

Master Junshan threw himself into the waves and saw a fragmented future.

The snow was flying heavily, the sword energy was fierce, and the golden light was shining into the sky.

Revealed by the aura of the future Dao Realm, he guessed that these three auras should correspond to the battle of the Yang God in the white paper barrier...

Junshan Zhenren didn't know why there was still sword energy.

He was very nervous, but before leaving the white paper barrier, he exchanged glances with Wu Zexian. Junshan knew Xiaowu after knowing him for many years. Although the Wu Sect leader was young, he acted calmly and never underestimated the enemy. If he insisted on staying on the battlefield, he must have hidden a trump card that could fight Lu Yuzhen to the death.

So he chose to turn around and leave——

Now he is only at the Yin God realm, and even if he masters the three Dao realms, he cannot interfere in the battle at the Yang God level.

If I stay where I am, I will only become a burden to Xiaowu.

Except this.

There is another very important reason.

Junshan Zhenren saw an extremely terrible scene in the "Future Dao Realm". He saw blood flowing like a river on Qingfu Mountain and smoke rising from the seven Zhanjiao Mountains.

"Buzz!"

The sword energy fell to the ground and landed in front of the gate of Qingfu Mountain.

Junshan Zhenren rushed to the destination as fast as he could, but it was too late. The whole mountain was covered in blood. Huxi Cave Heaven had been taken away. The two bamboo buildings were nowhere to be seen. There were only debris everywhere. A battle flag was planted on the top of Qingfu Mountain. The flag fluttered in the wind, making a rustling sound. The tip of the flagpole was stuck with the broken body of a young disciple of Changshengzhai.

This is exactly the "Soul-Devouring Banner" of Yinshan.

Countless vengeful ghosts roamed in the air, howling and raging like black snow.

Junshan stepped into the mountain with a sullen look. Blood was flowing on the stone steps. A great battle had taken place here, and many Taoist disciples had died... Thick and sticky blood was suspended in the air. Someone was offering blood, and the Soul-Devouring Banners were dancing in the wind. Among the remains of the fallen Taoist disciples, streaks of blood were emanating.

The scarlet blood fluttered in the wind and turned into a red sea, swirling around the clothes of the priest.

This ritualist is extremely young, looking only thirty years old, but he has already reached the Yin Shen realm.

"Ok?"

The young ritualist frowned slightly when he heard the movement of sword energy outside the mountain gate.

Judging from his reaction, he seemed to think that no one should come at this moment.

He slowly turned around, and after seeing the person coming, he couldn't help but say coldly: "Why is it you again!"

The two had met in Qujiang before.

The one who is trying to refine the evil cultivator from Qingfu Mountain at this moment is Xiaoyou Zhenren, the youngest disciple under Bai Gui.

"..."

Master Junshan looked down at the blood flowing in front of him.

The scene before me was horrific.

But he remained calm. In addition to the bodies of the Taoist disciples, there were also more remains of the evil cultivators. It seemed that the news of the rebellion of the three major sects no longer needed to be passed on by himself. Qingfu Mountain was attacked, so the other six Zhanjiao Mountains could not be spared. Judging from the ratio of corpses and blood on the ground, Changshengzhai should have suffered a heavy blow, but it was not completely destroyed. At least half of its strength was retained. Xiaoyou Zhenren was in the initial stage of Yin Shen. With his strength, it was impossible for him to break through Qingfu Mountain where Qin Qianlian was stationed. It was obvious that this guy was the "scavenger" responsible for cleaning the battlefield. The war on Zhanjiao Mountain was over. As a disciple of Yin Shen, he came to reap the dead souls, but he ran into him.

"Master Junshan."

Master Xiaoyou slowly turned around and said coldly: "If you were smarter, you shouldn't have gone south... At least you should have reached the Yinshen Realm before leaving the Dao Sect."

His divine sense rushed out at the first instant, covering the entire mountain gate.

Zhenren Xiaoyou once fought with Zhenren Junshan.

He knew that this reincarnated Yang God had extraordinary powers and could break through at any time.

But... this is southern Xinjiang, not Qujiang.

"Boom!"

Dark clouds rolled over, and dark lightning flashed by. While offering sacrifices to the living soul, Master Xiaoyou stretched out his palm and pressed down on Master Junshan.

The sky was filled with dark clouds.

"what……"

The disciple of the Dao Sect whose body was pierced by the Soul-Devouring Banner screamed in pain.

The big banner trembled! Thunder fell from the sky!

However, this ray of heavenly thunder is completely different from the "positive thunder" in the Taoist thunder method. It is the "filthy blood thunder" refined with blood and soul. It is an evil technique specially developed by Yinshan to restrain Taoist monks. The thunder method of Taoist disciples is the purest technique. The cleaner the natal cave is, the more powerful the thunder method is. However, once it is corroded by this "filthy blood thunder", the power of the thunder method will be greatly reduced.

Master Junshan had a blank expression on his face as he looked up at the scarlet blood lightning.

He didn't draw his sword, but just waved his sleeves.

The sword energy in the sleeves gushed out, and the Purple Sky Dao Realm collided with the filthy blood thunder——

With overwhelming force, the purple thunder instantly cleared the scarlet blood thunder!
See this scene.

Master Xiaoyou's expression suddenly changed: "You have broken through?"

He quickly dodged and came to the Soul Devouring Banner, ready to take it back, but it was too late. Junshan Zhenren, who was still at the mountain gate a moment ago, took a step and reached the top of the mountain. He took the initiative to grab the Soul Devouring Banner, and the double Dao Realm burst out. The big banner made a cracking sound and the Taoist disciple who was pierced fell to the ground and was gently supported by the invisible power of the Dao Realm.

Zhenren Xiaoyou looked unhappy and tried to summon the spirit quickly, but unfortunately the flag was held by Zhenren Junshan. No matter how anxious he was, his natal weapon did not respond.

But he didn't have to wait too long.

Master Junshan pulled out the big flag, raised his sleeves again, and gently patted the bottom of the Soul-Devouring Banner with his palm.

Whoosh.

The Soul-Devouring Banner flew out like a flying sword, turned into a long rainbow, and pierced into the chest of Master Xiaoyou, piercing through him, smashing out dozens of feet and directly crashing into a mountain wall.

Junshan Zhenren arrived in front of the mountain wall in an instant.

This battle happened very quickly. From the blood thunder falling from the sky to the moment when the banner pierced his heart, only two breaths had passed... Master Junshan didn't want to waste time talking nonsense with Master Xiaoyou. He just wanted to understand what happened in Qingfu Mountain. Even with the illumination of the "Future Dao Realm", he still had many confusions.

"Shouldn't you..."

Master Xiaoyou looked horrified as he watched the child in Taoist robes stretch out his hand towards his head.

The voice was interrupted halfway through.

hum!
The sharp sword energy roared.

Junshan Zhenren launched the "Soul Searching Technique" without hesitation. Although he was from a famous and upright sect, he never showed mercy to evil cultivators. The majestic divine thoughts gushed out from his palm and directly penetrated the sea of ​​mind of Xiaoyou Zhenren.

Zhenren Junshan saw what happened in Qingfu Mountain when he left.

The two bamboo buildings were originally peaceful.

But a ray of white light descended from the sky and broke the barrier of Huxi Cave Heaven… The timing of this attack was quite clever, as Qingfu Mountain was the closest mountain to "Wu Zexian". Once this Yangshen Realm warrior became aware of the disaster happening in the outside world, Wu Zexian would definitely come to support Da Chu's treasure ship at all costs.

Bai Gui, Mo Dao Ren, and Huan Xi Zen Master, tonight's meeting has only one purpose.

That is to act as "bait."

Once Wu Zexian appears, the White Paper Cave Heaven will fall, and Lu Yuzhen will hold Wu Zexian back.

This moment is the best time for the three major sects to launch a surprise attack——

Qingfu Mountain suffered an extremely powerful external attack. Bai Daoren did not show up, but summoned a puppet he had refined himself, which fell from the sky and destroyed Huxi Cave Heaven in one fell swoop. Qin Qianlian led the Taoist disciples to fight against the evil cultivators under Bai Daoren of Tiangui Sect. The corpse master, who was respectful during the day, took the lead in charging into the battle. The battle went from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain. Although these evil cultivators under Bai Daoren killed many Taoist disciples, they suffered greater casualties. The ending of this attack was that Changshengzhai counterattacked and broke through.

Seeing this, Junshan was a little confused.

Since we have decided to raid and kill...

So why didn’t the White Daoist show up in person?
After leaving the white paper barrier, Junshan Zhenren felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart. In the fragments of Xiaoyou Zhenren's soul, he saw the outcome of the battle. Qin Qianlian successfully defeated the puppet and took some of Changshengzhai's disciples to hunt down the injured corpse Zhenren. Some of the injured disciples also boarded the treasure ship to leave together, but the direction of the treasure ship was not the direction it came from during the day. The southern border was filled with miasma and the mountains were crisscrossed. It was said that the evil cultivators of the three major sects had a way to manipulate the miasma, change the terrain, and create a maze.

He is now very worried that this battle to attack the mountain is just a foreshadowing.

The real purpose of the three major sects is to lure out all the disciples of the seven Zhanjiao Mountains.

It was precisely because he knew that Qingfu Mountain was completely deserted that Xiaoyou Zhenren dared to set foot here and absorb the souls of the living so wantonly to refine the Soul-Devouring Banner!

The soul search went very smoothly.

After reading these fragmented memories of the Divine Sea.

Junshan Zhenren did not feel relieved at all, but felt even heavier instead.

"Crack!"

Before withdrawing his hand from Xiaoyou Zhenren's head, he gently exerted force, and the head, which was twisted with fear, was instantly spun three times, and the neck was twisted into a knot.

Besides.

The Qing Jue sword intent pierced through the top of the skull, penetrating the sea of ​​consciousness, the purple palace, and the dantian.

Master Xiaoyou was completely killed, a death that could not be more dead.

After doing all this, Master Junshan looked at the broken Soul-Devouring Banner with a complicated expression. The moment he touched the Soul-Devouring Banner, he felt countless resentments and wails within the banner... It is hard to imagine how many innocent lives Master Xiaoyou had killed over the years before he was promoted to a Yin God.

Over the past few years, Dachu has been peaceful and prosperous, and there has never been a disaster on the southern border...

Master Junshan didn’t quite understand.

Can these Yinshan disciples, who only travel in southern Xinjiang, really gather so many living souls?

"Tsk tsk tsk."

Junshan Zhenren stretched out his hand and injected the Dao Realm of Thunder into this evil magical treasure.

Thunder is roaring.

A streak of snow-white divine light emerged from the dark clouds above the sky. This divine light fell on the top of Qingfu Mountain and struck the corpse of Xiaoyou Zhenren. The Soul Devouring Banner that had been refined at great cost was shattered and turned into ashes under the washing of thunder.

Junshan Zhenren floated back and came to the dying Taoist disciple.

"Master..."

The Taoist disciple looked pale and trembling all over. His chest was pierced by the Soul-Devouring Banner and his blood was almost drained out. It was a miracle that he was still alive.

Master Junshan couldn't bear to watch this scene.

He remembered this disciple, whose name was "Zeng Niu". He was hardworking and persevering in his daily life, but his talent was mediocre. Therefore, after many years of practice, he had only reached the Qi Controlling Stage.

"You... you are finally here..."

Zeng Niu's voice was intermittent.

He looked at the clean face of the child in Taoist robe and forced a smile with difficulty, but this smile was uglier than crying.

"It's so cold... so cold..."

Zeng Niu's lips trembled and he hugged his arms hard, trying to curl up his body.

He maintained this posture.

And then...no more sound.

Junshan Zhenren stood on the top of the mountain, staring at the scene, like a stone sculpture.

From the dark sky covered by dark clouds, purple divine thunder surged out.

It's getting more and more dense and more and more violent.

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(I'm done with my work, and there will be another update tonight. Don't wait if you don't stay up late.)
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