Primordial Era: Jade Cauldron Forgot to Take on Disciples

Chapter 29: Beheading

Everyone present glanced at it and felt as if their souls had been pierced through their eyes by a sharp sword aura, and dared not look again.

In an instant, Yang Jian felt a stinging pain all over his body, as if his body was riddled with holes.

"Deng Zhong is unacceptable!"

Mo Liqing panicked. Deng Zhong had actually used the wisp of sword energy from the Qingping Sword that Grand Tutor Wen had given him for protection.

In his haste, he only had time to draw his Qingyun Sword and plant it between Yang Jian and Deng Zhong.

He didn't think his Azure Cloud Sword could block this wisp of sword energy, but perhaps it could buy Yang Jian a moment to catch his breath.

"Demon General, once the sword energy leaves my body, it is no longer under my control. Even if I regret it, it's too late."

Deng Zhong's words carried a hint of apology, but his eyes were filled with the pleasure of venting his anger. The expression on Yang Jian's face made him feel a surge of satisfaction.

The next moment, everyone felt a profound silence descend upon the world.

A cyan sword aura suddenly flew out and slowly drifted towards Yang Jian.

No, the sword energy is extremely fast.

The reason why everyone felt like they were floating was simply because the presence of this sword energy made the passage of time seem to slow down.

The Azure Cloud Sword blocking its path was pierced straight through without encountering any resistance.

It felt like a scalding knife cutting into lard.

The point of contact with the sword energy melted silently without making a sound.

Mo Liqing's expression changed slightly.

After piercing the Azure Cloud Sword, it was Yang Jian's turn.

hide?

He had no way to dodge; the speed of the sword energy left him no time to think, and he subconsciously used the newly acquired divine ability, [Water Cloud Body].

He couldn't be sure if the [Water Cloud Body] technique could dodge the sword energy, but he could only gamble.

Yang Jian's figure suddenly became blurry, and wisps of white smoke burst from his pores, especially thick in his head and seven orifices.

"Whoosh~"

The cyan sword energy pierced through the white mist, creating ripples, before finally disappearing into the horizon.

A large pool of blood sprayed down from above.

However, Mo Liqing's magic weapon was damaged, and his mind was also severely injured, causing him to spit out blood.

"Dead?"

With his view blocked by the Azure Cloud Sword, Deng Zhong could only move his body to avoid the sword obstructing his vision. He could only see that where Yang Jian had been standing was now just a patch of white mist, as if white clouds from the sky had fallen to the ground.

The fog was thick and lingered, and even the gentle breeze had no effect on it.

"Thank you, Demon General, for blowing away this fog."

Deng Zhong cupped his hands and addressed Mo Liqing.

Mo Liqing drew his sword, inspected the extent of the damage, and a look of pain constantly crossed his face.

His entire fortune rests on this sword, and now that the blade is damaged, it will inevitably require a large amount of rare and precious materials to repair it.

He ignored Deng Zhong's request.

Yang Jian had already agreed to meet Grand Tutor Wen, but it was all Deng Zhong's fault for causing trouble.

Now that Yang Jian is dead, the attitude of the Jade Void Palace is uncertain.

If not handled properly, the two religions could become enemies.

Upon realizing this, Mo Liqing was suddenly stunned.

Grand Tutor Wen sent Deng Zhong to deal with the Marquis of Jizhou, but the Marquis of Jizhou was not as troublesome as Yuan Futong.

However, under the pretext of protecting Deng Zhong, he bestowed a wisp of Qingping Sword energy upon Deng Zhong.

However, this sword energy is extremely precious. Once a wisp of it is separated, the sword energy in Wen Zhong's hand will weaken by one point.

If you want to deal with a powerful enemy, why not send the Ink Kirin along?

Could it be that this sword energy was specifically prepared for Yang Jian?

Could it be that Grand Tutor Wen intends to sow discord between the two sects?

Mo Liqing felt a cold sweat break out on his back. He shook his head, not daring to think about it too much. He was just a general under Grand Tutor Wen, so it was best not to try to guess the Grand Tutor's thoughts.

But when Deng Zhong saw that Mo Liqing hadn't moved for a long time, he realized that Mo Liqing was blaming him for acting on his own initiative.

A hint of hatred flashed in his eyes. He, Deng Zhong, was Grand Tutor Wen's eldest disciple, while Mo Liqing was merely Grand Tutor Wen's subordinate. How dare he be so disrespectful to him?

Deng Zhong decided to investigate himself, because there was no sign of any living creature in the white mist at the moment.

He wanted to grind Yang Jian's body to dust to vent his hatred.

Step into the white mist.

The fog was so thick that visibility was zero; you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

The moment you enter, the sounds of the outside world fade away.

The place was eerily quiet, with only the sound of his footsteps.

Deng Zhong involuntarily gripped the giant axe in his hand tighter.

Only then did he notice that these white mists were tinged with a faint bluish hue.

As time passed, the blue hue faded and almost disappeared.

When he took his next step, he was suddenly outside the range of the fog.

Suddenly, the view became clear, and the dilapidated Jizhou camp came into view.

Something's not right!

Deng Zhong frowned. The fog wasn't very thick, and he hadn't noticed Yang Jian's body when he walked past it.

Does this mean Yang Jian is not dead?

No, not possible!

Just as he was filled with doubt and uncertainty.

The fog suddenly changed, surging wildly.

"Deng Zhongshou is dead!"

A glint of cold light emerged from the white mist, followed by Yang Jian, who was completely naked.

White mist swirled around him, flowing in and out of the acupoints of his limbs and bones, his movements resembling a thousand troops following him.

Upon hearing Yang Jian's voice, Deng Zhong's expression changed drastically, his legs trembled, and he almost fled.

The next instant, he swung the giant axe in his hand straight at Yang Jian, then turned and fled.

As he fled, he shouted to Mo Liqing, "General, save me!"

Mo Liqing noticed something amiss; Yang Jian was indeed still alive. A look of surprise flashed through his mind, and then he spread his palm, summoning the white jade Vajra Bracelet and smashing it towards Yang Jian.

He didn't use his full strength; he just wanted to block Yang Jian's attack so that Deng Zhong could escape.

Yang Jian dodged the giant axe thrown by Deng Zhong, narrowed his eyes, and watched Deng Zhong's figure getting further and further away.

The demonic eye between Yang Jian's brows calculated the distance and roared madly in his mind, "Kill him! Kill him! This bastard must die!"

The Demon Eye was still shaken by the sword energy he had just witnessed, and naturally wished he could chop Deng Zhong into mincemeat.

Yang Jian glanced at the approaching white jade bracelet and gathered power in his right hand.

The next instant, the bronze halberd flew out of his hand.

It whistled as it stabbed towards Deng Zhong.

Without his weapon, Yang Jian was unable to defend himself against the flying white jade bracelet and could only endure it.

He only had time to raise his arms to protect his chest and withstand the blow before he was sent flying.

However, the bronze halberd he threw did not hit Deng Zhong as he had hoped.

Mo Liqing used the same trick again, blocking the attack with the Qingyun Sword.

However, the Azure Cloud Sword was already severely damaged, and after this heavy blow, a crack suddenly appeared where the sword energy had pierced through the blade.

Mo Liqing's face turned pale, and his soul injury suddenly worsened.

He looked up, but did not see Yang Jian in the place he expected.

Yang Jian was enveloped in a plume of white smoke as he charged toward Deng Zhong, holding in his hand the very giant axe that Deng Zhong had just thrown.

"Deng Zhong! Die!"

The voice came from behind Deng Zhong, and he felt it getting closer and closer, as if it were right on his back.

A sudden panic gripped my heart, and my steps faltered.

He tripped over the loose stones on the ground and fell to the ground, rolling twice.

He turned around and saw Yang Jian riding on white mist rushing towards him.

"I'm convinced, Deng Zhong is convinced!"

Knowing he couldn't escape, Deng Zhong hurriedly begged for mercy, his voice trembling with tears.

Having always lived a life of luxury, he had never seen anything like this before. Faced with the threat of death, he abruptly abandoned his dignity as a nobleman of Chaoge.

Yang Jian chuckled inwardly.

If he hadn't been lucky enough to awaken the supernatural power of the Water Cloud Body, he would already be a corpse by now.

They didn't even have a chance to beg for mercy.

Ignoring Deng Zhong's desperate pleas, he brought his giant axe down on Deng Zhong, intending to take his head.

Mo Liqing was even more surprised, as Yang Jian had no reaction at all after being struck by his white jade bracelet.

He did not choose to stand idly by and watch Deng Zhong be killed.

With a wave of his hand, the white jade bracelet reappeared in his palm, radiating a rich spiritual light as he infused it with magical power.

"Go~"

He hurled the white jade bracelet at Yang Jian with all his might.

If Yang Jian hadn't blocked him, even if he had managed to behead Deng Zhong, he would have been killed directly by the White Jade Vajra Bracelet.

He believed that Yang Jian would choose to block, so that he would have time to rush over and save Deng Zhong.

However, Yang Jian's superhuman strength is truly terrifying, so it seems unlikely that the Qingyun Sword can be saved.

His heart ached terribly, but fortunately, as long as Deng Zhong was saved, his family would pay enough to reforge the Qingyun Sword, and perhaps even take it to the next level.

Soon, panic appeared in his eyes.

Yang Jian did not choose to defend himself, but instead swung his giant axe at Deng Zhong.

A head flew into the sky, then fell to the ground and rolled helplessly.

Fear still lingered in his eyes.

At the last moment, Deng Zhong still couldn't believe that he would die here.

The sword energy was so strong that my master said anyone below the level of an immortal would die if they touched it.

Why didn't Yang Jian die after being hit by the sword energy?

[Spirit Essence +72]

Deng Zhong actually provided so many essences.

Yang Jian had no time to be surprised.

The next moment, the white jade bracelet tore through the air and approached his head.

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