Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 430 With sword in hand, follow me!
The name "Jade Pivot Sword Pavilion" carries immense prestige and countless legends in Jiangnan, serving as a heavy mountain weighing down on all the major and minor sects there.

You might not notice anything unusual under normal circumstances.

However, at this moment, as the formations inside and outside the Sword Pavilion automatically activated, even though Lü Yang was mentally prepared, he was still somewhat shocked.

The entire Sword Pavilion is located on an extremely dangerous peak, containing a vast universe and countless mountain peaks. It stands between heaven and earth, connected from top to bottom, filled with an ancient and magnificent aura. Every stone and every grain of sand on the mountain carries a strong historical flavor.

Compared to this, everything else seems insignificant.

After all, Foundation Establishment cultivators only live for five lifetimes, and Golden Core cultivators have a lifespan of a thousand years, while this divine mountain has stood between heaven and earth for so long. The two are probably incomparable!
Faced with the weight of time, everyone seems insignificant.

"It is said that the founder of Jian Ge searched the world but could not find a mountain gate that he liked, so he simply took off the sword at his waist and threw it on the ground."

"The sword takes root where it lands and grows tall against the wind."

"In the end, it became the current mountain gate of Sword Pavilion. The sword of the Nascent Soul Dao Master... I wonder if it's real. The Holy Sect doesn't have such a thing."

Lu Yang sighed inwardly. Although the True Lords had gone into seclusion, the Demon-Slaying True Man was gone, and the Evil-Repelling True Man was also seriously injured, the Sword Pavilion was still the behemoth that dominated Jiangnan. At this moment, with the mountain-protecting formation activated, it was still like a majestic pass, blocking him firmly in front of the mountain gate.

Looking around, you can vaguely see several figures.

Although he couldn't see the very center of the Sky Cliff, Lu Yang could still sense some of the surrounding mountains, including Ye Shaoying, the head of the Ye family.

"when"

The melodious sound of bells echoed from the deepest part of the Sword Pavilion, the sound of foreign invasion. In an instant, streaks of sword energy rose from within the Sword Pavilion.

The next second, a figure appeared.

Ye Shaoying, the head of the Ye family, was accompanied by Ye Cheng, a young master of the Ye family. Both of them looked at Lü Yang outside the mountain with wary eyes.

"This fellow Taoist."

Ye Shaoying spoke first: "Our Sword Pavilion does not wish to receive guests today. Fellow Daoist, you have come without a formal invitation, which is truly impolite. Please go back."

"A visiting card? Sure, I'll send it over right away."

Lu Yang smiled coldly. The five supernatural powers connected behind him, radiating brilliant light. He casually pinched a strand from one of them and held it in his palm. In a short while, a magic sword emerged from it, its sharp edge gleaming coldly. With a flick of his finger, he suddenly slashed towards the Sword Pavilion.

"Qiang Qiang!"

The magic sword slashed directly into the layers of formations, startling Ye Shaoying. She quickly activated the formations to block the magic sword.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Lü Yang's magic sword crashed into the formation. Although it severed hundreds of array lights in succession, it was eventually swallowed up by them.

The boundless radiance descended like the Milky Way from the heavens, and Lu Yang's magic sword lasted for less than three breaths before being crushed and vanished without a trace.

'Thank goodness.'

Seeing this, Ye Shaoying secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled and said, "Benefactor, you should go back to where you came from, and not continue to make trouble for yourself!"

Having said that, he sneered inwardly: 'Just a rogue cultivator from beyond the heavens, how could he recognize the true lineage of my sect? He actually dared to come and take advantage, thinking that with Guangji gone and having even injured the Evil-Slaying True Man, my Sword Pavilion is now vulnerable and powerless to defend itself? utterly ignorant. I'll teach him a lesson in thirty years!'

"The formation is indeed quite good." Lü Yang nodded.

His sword strike just now didn't use any special techniques; it was simply a boost from his rank. However, even a Grandmaster in the late Foundation Establishment stage would find it difficult to deal with.

However, they were blocked by Jian Ge.

Moreover, it was only through the power of the formation, which shows that, like the Dragon Palace, it has a formation set up by a Golden Core True Monarch, making it extremely difficult to break through.

'But I'm not the same as before.'

Previously, when facing the Dragon Palace, he was all alone and could not possibly withstand the Dragon Palace's formation head-on, so he could only sneak in. However, now he is a distinguished guest of the Holy Sect.

Upon realizing this, Lü Yang immediately reached out and took a cloth bag from his waist.

This object appeared to be woven from black silk. He held it in his palm, and it resembled a dark cloud with lightning snakes moving within it, faintly emitting thunderous sounds.

'【Mysterious Thunder Enters the Dao Cloud】!' Since they've come to cause trouble for the Sword Pavilion, the Holy Sect should at least lend a hand. This item was given to him by Xiang Ye before he left the Connecting Heaven Cloud Sea.

At that moment, as magic power was poured into the cloth bag, a childish voice with an old-fashioned air rang in Lü Yang's ears: "More! More force! With so little magic power, who do you think you are? You can't even open my mouth, let alone break through the gates of these sword-wielding people."

This is the true spirit of [Mysterious Thunder Enters the Dao Cloud].

To be fair, Xiang Ye, as the current acting leader of the Holy Sect, has both vision and magnanimity. What he lent out was a genuine treasure from the Holy Sect's collection!
It must surpass the [Tribulation Wave].

The quality of spiritual treasures is similar to that of cultivators. The Five Divine Mysteries represent the pinnacle of spiritual treasures, while true treasures above that level are, to a certain extent, on par with true lords!
At this moment, the more magic power Lü Yang poured into the [Mysterious Thunder Entering the Dao Cloud], the more he could feel its vastness. Even with his current supernatural powers, it seemed that he could only activate a small part of its great power. It was clear that only a True Monarch could truly wield such a treasure.

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Lu Yang glanced sideways and could feel several gazes falling on him, filled with anticipation—the gazes of the Holy Sect Master.

'Damn it, a bunch of beasts.'

Lu Yang knew all too well what these Holy Sect True Persons were thinking. If he failed to break through the Sword Pavilion, these people would definitely not show themselves.

But once we break through...

They'll definitely rush ahead of me!
They'll side with whoever wins.

Lu Yang took a deep breath and threw the [Mysterious Thunder Entering the Dao Cloud], which was infused with all his magical power, into the air. In an instant, it transformed into a vast black cloud.

"Boom!"

As the dark clouds arrived, the sun and moon lost their light, and the world became shrouded in darkness. Countless bolts of lightning emerged from the clouds and then crashed down with earth-shattering force!

In an instant, Ye Shaoying and Ye Cheng's expressions changed drastically!
Without any hesitation, Ye Shaoying vanished from her spot in a flash, completely ignoring Ye Cheng beside her, causing the latter to be a step too slow.

The next second, lightning struck.

"No"

Ye Cheng's mouth gaped open, but before he could utter a sound, it was drowned out by the thunder. A bolt of lightning struck his crown, turning him into dust.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The endless thunder was like an indestructible battering ram. Every thunderclap was an impact, bombarding relentlessly without regard for cost. When Lü Yang's magic power was exhausted and the dark clouds dispersed, the cliffs that were originally towering on the outer edge of the sacred mountain where the Sword Pavilion was located had been completely leveled!
As for that impregnable formation?

The core was intact, but the outermost part was blasted open with a crack, and the spiritual energy dissipated, which could not be repaired in a short time!
"It's broken!?"

On the other side, Ye Shaoying, who escaped in time, didn't even have time to grieve for Ye Cheng's death. Looking back at the tragic scene behind her, a look of horror appeared in her eyes.

However, the next second, the shock turned into terror.

As the outer edge of the formation was torn open, figures began to appear behind Lü Yang, their faces bearing sinister smiles and their eyes glowing crimson.

"Crush the wicked! Slay the Sword Pavilion!"

"The cultivators of the world have long resented the Sword Pavilion!"

"The Jade Pivot Sword Pavilion has been exploiting and oppressing the people of Jiangnan, enslaving all living beings. Today, our Holy Sect will set things right, seize the people's wealth, and return it to the world!"

—The Holy Ancestor has entered.

As Lü Yang had expected, these beasts were waiting for him to successfully break the formation. They appeared with an air of righteous indignation, and had even come up with a slogan.

But it's just right.

After all, he couldn't possibly break into the Sword Pavilion by himself, but with the Holy Sect involved, things would be different. They could also help him take the blame.

With this thought in mind, Lü Yang immediately summoned his sword and charged into the Sword Pavilion!

"Sword in hand, follow me!"

(End of this chapter)