Mortal: Fifteenth Realm Sword Cultivator

Above the right forehead of the Six Paths Supreme Saint, a thin but deep sword mark that revealed the bone slanted across his brow bone, and a string of blood beads were slowly sliding down his cheek.

He raised his right hand, his thumb slowly tracing the bloodstain, the crimson stain on his fingertip standing out starkly against his pale skin.

When he looked up again, all that remained on that square face was utterly enraged surprise and overwhelming ferocity.

He was taken advantage of in the very first encounter!

As soon as Lu Jianghe made his move, Zhuang Huayi had already transformed into a flowing ink rainbow, instantly retreating a thousand meters away.

Feeling that this distance might not be safe enough, she retreated hundreds of feet again before hovering high in the air, her beautiful eyes fixed on the center of the battlefield.

When Zhuang Huayi witnessed this scene, she was deeply shocked.

Only those who have truly fought against the Six Paths Demon can understand how terrifying he is.

Just now, he had exerted all his strength, even at the cost of detonating the precious "Phoenix Essence" transformed into a phoenix, but he still failed to harm it in the slightest. Instead, the opponent broke the formation with ease, treating it as a child's play.

However, this cultivator surnamed Lu was able to force a Six Paths Supreme Saint back with a single sword strike in the blink of an eye?!

Is this truly a contest between late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators?

The fleeting glimpse of the snow-white sword light just now, like a streak of lightning across the sky, was far beyond her reach in terms of sharpness and refinement.

Her Phoenix Sword Technique might be considered quite sharp.

But the opponent's sword energy was no ordinary "qi"; its condensation was so high that it could probably be weighed in weight!

Six Paths Supreme Saint picked up the sword scar on his forehead with two fingers, and the remaining sword energy swayed slightly at his fingertips, like a spark that was about to go out.

He then threw the wisp of sword energy into his mouth, swallowed it in one gulp, then shook his wrist, looked up in Lu Jianghe's direction, and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Good, good, good, but unfortunately, it's still not enough..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

Lu Jianghe then slashed horizontally with his sword.

A sword light stretched out and spread across the sky, like a shimmering, tranquil river, silently traversing north and south.

The Six Paths Supreme Saints were like "beauties emerging from a bath," their bodies completely obstructed by the water's surface.

Zhuang Huayi was captivated by what she saw.

She herself is a sword cultivator.

Knowing full well that among those of the same level, sword cultivators possess unparalleled killing power, their might and momentum capable of breaking through all techniques with a single sword strike, far surpassing ordinary spells and supernatural abilities.

But today, compared to Lu Jianghe's sword energy—pure to the extreme, domineering to the point of being unreasonable…

Zhuang Huayi suddenly felt that her past swordsmanship seemed somewhat... hypocritical, pretentious, and even flashy.

There were absolutely no surprises.

In an instant, he cleaved the Six Paths Supreme Saint in two at the waist.

The two severed bodies rolled backward, propelled by the remaining force of the sword energy, yet the cuts were as smooth as a mirror, without a trace of blood seeping out.

Before the rolling motion had stopped, the two body parts attracted each other like magnets and instantly merged back into one.

This is precisely the "Celestial Transformation Technique" that he has mastered to its fullest extent.

The instant the sword light reached his body, he had already cast a spell, splitting his own body in two.

Lu Jianghe's sword energy merely pierced through a pre-arranged "gap" and did not cause any real serious damage.

The tumbling stopped, and the Six Paths Supreme Saint reassembled. His face no longer showed any pain or horror, only his eyes were as cold as a frozen pool, staring intently at Lu Jianghe.

He knew that ordinary methods or supernatural powers would be like an ant trying to shake a tree before this person, utterly futile. Only a single, all-out attack, with the force of thunder, could completely annihilate him!

In the blink of an eye, the Supreme Saint of the Six Realms no longer hesitated.

He suddenly spread his arms wide, placed his hands on his dantian, and ancient red-gold seal script patterns spread like snakes from between his fingers, covering his entire body in the blink of an eye.

Immediately, the void behind him twisted and collapsed, and a large mass of thick, impenetrable black demonic energy surged out, instantly condensing and transforming.

"roar--!"

Accompanied by a deafening demonic roar, six exceptionally clear and enormous demonic shadows suddenly appeared.

They either have ferocious horns that pierce the sky, or bar their white fangs that devour people.

Each of them was covered in jet-black scales, which emanated an ominous, eerie light and exuded a suffocatingly fierce aura.

Each demonic figure was seventy or eighty feet tall, like six moving demonic mountains, towering majestically and guarding the six supreme saints in the center, their overwhelming demonic power instantly sweeping across the heavens and earth.

The Six Extremes True Demon Art, manifest!

The six demonic figures that appeared in the air seemed to weigh ten thousand jin, and the sea surface within a radius of ten li was pressed down by three feet.

Zhuang Huayi watched from afar, and only now did she belatedly realize and fully understand.

The Six Paths Demon Lord's fierce attacks against him were truly child's play in his eyes.

Even if ten more of them came, they probably wouldn't be able to shake the other side in the slightest, and wouldn't even pose the slightest threat.

Is this the difference between the early and late stages of the Nascent Soul realm?

The chasm was so vast that it was truly like an insurmountable barrier.

Around the White Cliff Mountain sea area, some cultivators who came because of its reputation felt the surging energy stirring the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, as well as the terrifying pressure. Anyone with a little knowledge immediately realized that there were Nascent Soul cultivators fighting ahead.

Those with quick minds acted decisively and fled immediately, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire and lose their lives in vain.

Lu Jianghe hung beneath the sky, his figure appearing incredibly small compared to the six mountain-like demonic figures.

His lips curled slightly It was quickly suppressed again.

It's big enough, and intimidating enough.

Lu Jianghe's figure disappeared.

In an instant, one of the demonic figures with ferocious horns on its head suddenly tilted its enormous head to the side, and a streak of light appeared out of thin air on its neck.

The next moment, his head was pierced through by a thin thread and suspended in mid-air.

The sword light moved with incredible speed, and the entire demonic figure was as if it were fixed in place by a thread of sword energy. If it struggled even slightly, it would be torn open with huge wounds.

Lu Jianghe suddenly appeared, wielding his sword in one hand, and unleashed another sharp sword light that slashed diagonally.

The demonic figure was instantly cleaved in two, its massive body bursting apart with a deafening roar.

Thick black demonic energy gushed out like the blood of a cultivator, swirling and flowing everywhere.

At first glance, Lu Jianghe's feat of breaking through armor and slaying demons seemed quite effortless.

However, if it were any other Nascent Soul cultivator, they probably wouldn't even be able to penetrate the black scale armor on this demonic figure, which is as hard as black iron, let alone break it open.

The Six Paths Supreme Saint observed coldly, showing no sign of panic whatsoever.

The demonic energy that had been severed by Lu Jianghe did not dissipate; instead, it quickly rolled back, gathered, and reformed.

This is precisely one of the most undesirable predicaments for sword cultivators.

Whether it's sword energy or a natal flying sword, although its killing power is unparalleled, it is most vulnerable to sword strikes missing their mark, as this can easily damage its source.

If one masters a few superior Taoist arts and supernatural powers that can isolate heaven and earth or separate and imprison, one can decompose, refine, or forcibly imprison the demonic energy that constitutes the original demonic body of the Six Paths Supreme Saint, directly and severely damaging its foundation, making the battle much simpler.

Seeing that the man was helpless, the Six Paths Supreme Saint breathed a slight sigh of relief.

If the opponent can easily destroy my demonic shadow, then there's no need to fight this battle.

The Six Paths Supreme Saint opened his mouth and uttered a series of obscure ancient sounds. His hands formed hand seals that kept changing, and six huge demonic shadows waved their arms and smashed towards Lu Jianghe's tiny figure.

The demonic arms, whether fists or palms, even conjured ferocious claws and phantom weapons, stirred up the wind and clouds with each swing, causing the demonic energy to surge and churn.

Lu Jianghe slashed again and again, and the ordinary magical longsword in his hand, infused with sword intent, forcibly dragged out hundreds and thousands of sword lights. These sword lights crisscrossed and had no rules whatsoever.

It was a direct clash, purely using the unparalleled killing power of a swordsman.

The high-altitude sea of ​​clouds shattered, air waves surged, and ripples spread far and wide, truly possessing the power to move mountains and overturn the world.

The two sides were deadlocked, neither able to gain the upper hand.

If this situation continues...

Both sides are mutually depleting each other.

One person expends their pure spiritual energy and mental will, while the other expends their original demonic energy and foundation. It all comes down to who has deeper cultivation and a stronger foundation, and who can endure the hardship the most.

The Six Paths Supreme Saint was not without other means and magical treasures to trap and kill enemies, but Lu Jianghe's sword light was too fast, making it difficult for his divine sense to lock onto it.

Even so, for a short time, the six demonic figures still pressed down on Lu Jianghe with fierce attacks, like six demon gods swatting at a mosquito.

But those "mosquitoes" were exceptionally sharp; with just a few sword flashes, they could cut out hideous, huge gashes on the demonic figure.

Although it healed instantly amidst the surging demonic energy, it was enough to demonstrate Lu Jianghe's terrifying killing power.

At this moment, the Six Paths Supreme Saint had already dispersed his true form, splitting into six, each using his divided soul consciousness to control the demonic shadow.

To put it bluntly, these six demonic figures are the Six Supreme Saints of the Six Paths.

The Six Supreme Saints are these six demons.

As time went on, the weather and terrain within a radius of a hundred miles became increasingly chaotic. Not to mention being there, even just looking at it from afar made one feel uneasy.

The two were like needles clashing against wheat awns.

They were sharp and outspoken, and their confrontation was fierce.

One is a vast, chaotic starry sea, a one-on-one battle, and I will never tolerate any existence that surpasses me!

Another thought was even purer: as a sword cultivator, even if I am only at the Golden Core stage, if I cannot kill you, you old thing, today, wouldn't I be disgracing the word "sword cultivator"?

The latter maintained a calm and composed demeanor throughout.

Although to outsiders, the scene was always filled with demonic energy, blotting out the sky and creating an extremely dangerous atmosphere, as if it would devour him at any moment, Lu Jianghe, who was in the midst of it, felt as if he were strolling leisurely.

The seemingly evenly matched and fiercely contested battle was, in fact, known only to the Six Paths Supreme Saint, who appeared to have exhausted all his tricks...

The more they fought, the more alarmed they became, and a sense of regret gradually arose in their hearts.

Seeing that his opponent was still handling the situation with ease, the Six Paths Supreme Saint became even more anxious.

Worse still, his own original demonic energy was being continuously depleted.

Although he could reassemble every time he was scattered by the sword light, this process of reassembly and restoration constantly consumed his life essence.

His mind raced.

In an instant, a demonic phantom separated from the fierce battle, its massive body enveloped in overwhelming demonic energy. It ignored Lu Jianghe and flew towards White Wall Mountain.

Zhuang Huayi looked at the demonic figure that had left the battlefield and immediately understood what the other party wanted to do.

The Six Paths Demon wants to slaughter the disciples of White Wall Mountain and devour their essence, blood, and soul to replenish his own true energy!

Zhuang Huayi looked at the demonic figure that had left the battlefield and immediately understood what the other party wanted to do.

The Six Paths Demon wants to slaughter the disciples of White Wall Mountain and devour their essence, blood, and soul to replenish his own true energy!

Zhuang Huayi was filled with shock and anger. Ignoring the surge of spiritual energy within her body, she activated her escape light and flew to intercept him.

However, just as she had moved halfway out, she saw the demonic figure open its massive mouth and spew out countless crimson blood mists.