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Chapter 127 A Sword That Rifts the Sky

Outside Luoyan Town lies the territory of uncivilized barbarians who live a primitive and uncivilized life.

The tribal worship of ancestral spirits is actually a tradition left behind by the Nirvana Sect.

Chen Ye never expected that the Nirvana Sect would be so ruthless. These barbarians were practically "lay disciples" of the Nirvana Sect, and they actually used the barbarian tribes as sacrifices.

Chen Ye's clenched knuckles dug deep into his palm, as if he could hear countless people dying in agony.

He saved tens of thousands of people in Luoyan Town, but it was just a drop in the ocean.

Upon hearing Chen Ye's description, the monk Bu Mei clasped his hands together and repeatedly chanted, "Amitabha."

Chen Ye desperately wanted to ride the Black Whirlwind into the pillars of light to see if he could save a few survivors, but he knew very well that doing so would only lead to his death.

Each of the dozen or so sacrificial arrays is guarded by dozens of powerful demons.

They were harvesting flesh and souls, and Chen Ye had no power to stop them. Even if he rushed over now, he would only add another vengeful spirit.

The monk Bu Mei said, “Benefactor, although it may sound cold, let’s go back. The formation of Luoyan Town has been broken, and the demons of the Nirvana Sect will soon find out. We are outnumbered and outmatched.”

Chen Ye nodded and said, "I know, but I want to wait a little longer."

The monk Bu Mei asked, "What are you waiting for, benefactor?"

Before Chen Ye could explain, countless lightning bolts suddenly lit up the sky.

The sky was originally clear and blue, but suddenly dark clouds covered the area for miles around.

Endless thunder roared from the thunderclouds, as if even the heavens were enraged by this horrific atrocity.

Chen Ye stared intently at the sky, as if he had long anticipated this strange phenomenon.

Thunder surged, threatening to destroy heaven and earth.

A moment later, a crack appeared in the thundercloud, as if the sky had been torn apart.

A sliver of sword tip emerged from the crater in the sky, and as soon as it appeared, it suppressed the black pillar of light formed by hundreds of thousands of people.

This sword strike was just like the one Chen Ye had witnessed when he stormed into the Burning Incense Sect's stronghold, only more magnificent and terrifying.

The black whirlwind, with wingspans of several meters, was smaller than a sesame seed in front of this sword tip.

Those billions of thunderbolts were not the wrath of the heavens, but the wrath of man.

The Nirvana Sect sacrificed tens of thousands of people, which might have been able to conceal the secrets of heaven before taking action, but now that the formation has been activated and the resentment of countless tragically deceased people has gathered, it is impossible to suppress it.

The leader of the Qinghe Sword Sect sensed it and struck with his sword from thousands of miles away.

The giant sword, hundreds of miles long, stretched across the sky, aiming to sever all of the dozen or so formations.

But the Nirvana Sect seemed to have been prepared. They knew that the sacrifice of tens of thousands of people could no longer be kept secret. Countless dark red rays of light appeared between the dozen or so formations, intertwining and connecting with each other to form a dark red Buddha.

Faced with this earth-shattering sword strike, the Buddha clasped his hands together and then raised his palms to try and catch the blade.

The two enormous creatures were locked in combat, and from a distance, it seemed as if time had slowed down, but in reality, every tiny change in distance represented a distance of hundreds of feet.

Until the giant sword collided with the Buddha's palm, there was no sound, but the entire sky twisted and deformed, as if even space itself had shattered.

Chen Ye stared blankly at the scene before him. Could such terrifying power really be wielded by a human?
Just then, a cold snort came from beside Chen Ye: "Still looking? Aren't you afraid of dying?"

Chen Ye turned his head in shock and saw a young man in a black robe suspended in mid-air.

The voice was so familiar that even though it was their first meeting, Chen Ye recognized the person. Chen Ye asked in surprise, "Master? Is that you?"

The black-robed youth nodded and then extended his right hand toward Chen Ye.

The phantom of the Crimson Serpent flashed and enveloped Chen Ye and his spirit beast. By the time Chen Ye realized what was happening, he had already been taken back to Luoyan Town by the Venerable Lord.

Standing amidst the ruins of the Zheng mansion, Monk Bumei lay sprawled to one side. Chen Ye was about to ask him something when the Venerable Master said, "Don't worry, I'm just letting him sleep. I have a fairly good relationship with Cixin Temple, and I won't harm him. Now look up and see; you won't see a scene like this more than a few times in your entire life."

Chen Ye raised his head and looked up at the sky, where he saw countless cracks spreading and a chaotic storm gushing out from them.

Thunder and lightning flashed and black flames rose, turning everything in their path into nothingness.

This is the true cataclysm, like the world-ending disaster in mythology.

The Venerable One laughed and said, "This is the Dao Integration Realm. No, I should say this is Zhang Qi. A sword that can traverse thousands of miles can easily wipe out a country. With just a thought, he can decide the life and death of millions. But if he wants, this sword can also leave the living beings on the ground unharmed. However, the demons pointed at by the sword will probably die more than half of them."

Chen Ye then understood why the Venerable One had pulled him to the ground. In such a terrifying scene, even the slightest touch could have killed him.

Chen Ye couldn't help but ask, "You knew all along that the Nirvana Sect had more than one refining formation, didn't you?"

The Venerable One nodded and said, "Of course, didn't I tell you? This is just one step in the Nirvana Sect Master's self-salvation. The severe injuries suffered by the Void Returning Realm cultivator cannot be healed by a mere ten thousand living souls. This scene is already not that big."

Chen Ye asked, "Then why Luoyan Town?"

The Venerable Lord explained, “There are many reasons. First, with your abilities, you can easily deal with the three demons here. Second, I am not a barbarian; if I were to save people, I would naturally choose the people of the Central Plains who share the same ancestry as me. As for the third reason, you should have already noticed it, right? Luoyan Town is actually quite special.”

"special?"

Chen Ye thought about it carefully and soon noticed something amiss.

Chen Ye asked, "Is Luoyan Town connected to more than a dozen other formations? If the formations here are broken, it will weaken the power of that dark red Buddha?"

“Indeed, you are exceptionally perceptive of formations and divination. Luoyan Town is indeed crucial, as it is the boundary between the barbarian tribes beyond the Great Wall and the Central Plains’ fortune. If this formation is successful, it can borrow the Central Plains’ fortune and might actually be able to block Zhang Qi’s sword.”

Chen Ye frowned and asked, "If it's so important, why were these three chosen to guard it?"

To put it bluntly, Chen Ye felt that the three demons in Luoyan Town were not the elite of the Nirvana Sect. They were caught off guard and it wouldn't be difficult to kill them.

If it's really that important, why not send a Nascent Soul Realm expert to guard it?

The Venerable One shook his head and said, "There are gains and losses. You have also studied divination, so you should understand that concealing the secrets of heaven is not easy. The higher the cultivation level of a cultivator, the greater the karma they are involved in. Every move they make will stir up the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, making it very difficult to completely hide their whereabouts."

"The Nirvana Sect was able to quietly complete the formation precisely because they dared not use any powerful demons. They did it discreetly, carefully concealing the secrets of heaven. Otherwise, the plan would have been discovered before it even began, and Zhang Qi's sword wouldn't have waited until now. Divination is a scheming art, involving calculations of both heaven and man. Often, the more sophisticated the art, the easier it is to be disrupted. You are a small pebble; I can easily conceal your secrets. Using you to break the deadlock is the most suitable option."

"Moreover, you underestimate yourself too much. Chen Ye, the magic treasures and secret techniques you possess are all top-notch inheritances. If it were anyone else, let alone ambushing these three juniors, they would be ambushed just by stepping into Luoyan Town. I have said before that ordinary Tongxuan Realm cultivators would not be your match. What you lack now is only time."

Hearing the Lord say this, Chen Ye did not feel happy.

Even if Zhang Qi intervenes, it's unknown how many people will die in this battle.

The Venerable One saw through Chen Ye's thoughts and asked, "What, are you having second thoughts?"

Chen Ye said coldly, "Of course, who can stand by and watch hundreds of thousands of people die a violent death without doing anything?"

The lord laughed heartily and said, "Me? I'm completely unmoved. Not only am I unmoved, I'm also planning to go and grab some treasures later. Do you want to come with me?"

"baby?"

The Venerable Lord explained, "As I said, the Nirvana Sect Master was ambushed and severely injured by me. This was to heal his wounds. But the key isn't the flesh and souls of these tens of thousands of people, but rather using their sacrifice to open a secret chamber containing a treasure that can help him heal. I imagine Zhang Qi's sword strike was enough to cripple the Nirvana Sect, and they certainly don't have the mind to care about us now. So, do you want to join me as the harbinger of disaster?"

(End of this chapter)