Journey to the West: Starting with the True Lord of the Pure Land

Chapter 412 Zhenyuanjun Obtains Purple and Green Sword; Perhaps This Sword Is Resistant to Strangers

Within the Dongxuan Palace, in the small void of the realm.

As soon as the three demons stepped in, they felt a vast and powerful aura surging in from the far distance, turning this small world upside down and shifting the stars.

As far as the eye could see, stars twinkled and the void trembled, with blazing white lightning and purple-blue sword energy intertwining and clashing like dragons and snakes.

Each collision unleashed terrifying aftershocks, causing the protective aura of the three demons to tremble precariously.

Even though the three demons were highly skilled, they were secretly terrified.

The fact that Jingfa Zhenjun could fight Yuzhen Zhanmo Yuanjun to such an extent truly proves his reputation is well-deserved.

The power of Yuanjun's sword also far exceeded expectations.

The power of their battle was truly terrifying, far beyond what ordinary immortals could match.

The three demons dared not be negligent. They immediately used their respective methods to restrain their demonic energy and stabilize their bodies, thus forcing away the pervasive chaotic spiritual energy and the aftershocks of the killing.

The tiger demon's gaze was like lightning, piercing through layers of turbulent energy, and looked at the place where the lightning was most intense. It transmitted its voice and said, "The current commotion is just what I wanted."

The True Lord and the Primordial Lord were both preoccupied with each other and had no time to attend to anything else.

If not now, when?

The three demons, deer and sheep, understood and immediately nodded.

A cold glint flashed in the sheep demon's eyes. Just as he was about to speak, feigning a shout to disrupt the enemy's concentration, he cried out, "True Lord, do not panic! We are coming to your aid—"

The words were not finished, and the echoes lingered.

"town!"

A clear, resounding voice suddenly boomed from afar, silencing the sheep demon from his second half of his sentence.

Its sound contained the supreme essence of thunder magic and the awe-inspiring authority to control the energy, reaching directly to the soul through the sky full of sword cries and thunderous sounds.

next moment.

"boom!"

A blazing, bright white lightning bolt burst forth from the far distance, like the sun hanging in the sky, suddenly rising and shining in all directions!

Wherever the lightning struck, the void froze, and the chaotic, flowing spiritual energy was purged.

The three demons felt as if their consciousness was being pierced by lightning needles, the pain was unbearable, all they could see was a white blur, and their ears were ringing incessantly. They instinctively covered their faces and retreated quickly.

The vast energy surged forth like a raging tide, rolling out in layers, shattering countless stars in an instant, and disintegrating in the aftershocks.

The three demons steadied themselves and looked at each other in horror.

It was felt that the power of the True Monarch Jingfa at this moment was even greater than when he fought the Golden-Winged Roc in the East Sea. His Daoist charm was more harmonious, and his thunderous intent was more pure and vast, showing an aura of ruling over the four directions and suppressing all laws.

Even the usually arrogant deer demon could not hide his surprise at this moment.

The goat demon covered his face with his sleeve, enduring the stinging pain in his divine sense, and transmitted his voice, "Such terrifying power! The two must have fought with their true strength! But I wonder how much strength that True Monarch still has left after this attack?"

The tiger demon was also greatly shocked, but forced himself to calm down.

After several breaths, the blazing white light and frenzied energy that filled the void gradually subsided and disappeared.

The three demons stared intently.

But in the distance, all was empty and silent.

The surrounding stars, raging sword energy, and intertwined lightning all vanished at this moment.

Only one mysterious man remained, standing quietly in the center of the void, his black hair flowing, his eyes lowered as he examined an object in his palm—a purple-green sword.

The light was a deep blue, with a hint of purple.

All around was desolate, the stars were all shattered, and he stood alone.

The deer demon's madness vanished, the sheep demon couldn't hide the fear in his eyes, and the tiger demon's gaze was fixed on the mysterious man, a chill creeping into his heart.

The man in the black cloak had a calm expression, no injuries on his body, and showed no signs of exhaustion.

All three demons felt that the True Lord Jingfa was becoming increasingly unfathomable, with a profound and unfathomable aura, and they could not discern the extent of his injuries at all.

Peace and tranquility gradually returned to the Dongxuan Palace.

Chen Jiao, having just killed the woman in green with purple hair, was now looking down at the purple-green sword in his hand.

The deep purple aura that originally surrounded the sword had receded, leaving only a bright, warm, and flowing blue light.

The sword hummed softly, clear and resonant, as if responding to his gaze.

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"A fine sword."

Chen Jiao raised an eyebrow slightly, somewhat surprised; the sword's spirituality was far beyond his expectations.

Before Chen Jiao could delve into the sword's mysteries, the goat demon's voice drifted from afar.

"The True Lord is indeed incredibly powerful. He subdued this woman with a mere flick of his wrist, which is truly astonishing."

The thunderous lightning just now swept away the demonic aura and illuminated the entire world. Even from this distance, it still made our hearts tremble and our spirits shake.

"Clang!"

A clear, resonant sword cry erupted from Chen Jiao's palm without warning.

The ancient purple-blue sword suddenly shone brightly, and a magnificent purple-blue sword light detached itself from the sword and swept straight towards the three demons not far away.

The sword aura was chilling, and the killing intent was fierce, possessing an even purer Daoist charm than when the purple-haired woman wielded it.

The sheep demon's expression changed drastically, and his endless flattery froze in his throat as he retreated in horror.

He never expected this to happen.

The tiger demon's gaze also darkened, but he did not make a direct attack.

The three demons moved with extraordinary coordination, their figures as swift as lightning, flashing in three different directions to narrowly avoid the overwhelming and unstoppable sword light.

The sword light flashed, leaving a dazzling mark in the void that lingered for a long time.

"What is the True Lord's intention in doing this?"

The tiger demon steadied himself, his face grim, and his voice like cold iron as he said, "We saw that you were fighting the fierce and stubborn one alone, and we meant well and wanted to lend you a hand."

Although he did not make a move, he had no malicious intent.

Why did you, True Lord, draw your sword against me without distinguishing right from wrong?

Chen Jiao slightly raised his eyes, glancing at the three demons' faces, which were filled with shock and anger, but his expression remained calm.

With a flick of his wrist, he sheathed the sword before speaking calmly, "This sword is newly acquired, its spirit is untamed, and it occasionally stirs up restlessness—"

He paused, his gaze lingering briefly on the tiger demon's face, before continuing, "Perhaps—it's a little shy."

The deer demon, already known for its volatile temper, was enraged upon hearing this and seeing Chen Jiao's indifferent attitude. It roared, "You True Lord, how utterly rude! You are clearly—"

The moment the word "is" appeared, a sudden change occurred.

Chen Jiao suddenly raised his eyes, his gaze like lightning, illuminating the void. He merely made a loose clenching motion with his right hand.

The deer demon felt an invisible chill rush straight to its head, and its energy flow was momentarily halted.

"Boom!"

The void trembled violently.

A massive lightning halberd, formed entirely from blazing white lightning, appeared out of nowhere above the deer demon's head, tearing through the void and slashing down with supreme majesty, capable of annihilating all evil and punishing on behalf of Heaven!

Before the Thunder Halberd even arrived, the domineering and righteous Thunderous intent and the chilling killing intent that locked onto the soul had already collapsed like the sky, locking onto all the energy around the deer demon.

In the blink of an eye, a deadly threat descended, and the world turned upside down.

The deer demon felt its vision completely swallowed by the blazing white lightning, and the massive lightning halberd, carrying the might of heaven, crashed down!

Before he could even mount a proper defense, his protective magic shattered like paper, and his massive demonic body was struck squarely by the lightning halberd.

"boom!"

Boundless blazing white lightning erupted from the halberd, instantly engulfing the deer demon's form completely!

Blinding electric snakes darted wildly, emitting continuous crackling sounds.

The violent lightning energy, mixed with the true meaning of destruction, frantically eroded his demonic body and primordial spirit, and his painful roars and the sound of thunder exploding together.