Mortal: I am the young sect master of the Thousand Illusions Sect

Chapter 67 The Mysterious Jade of Ten Thousand Years and the Cold Swan Sword

Two days later, in the market town, the Thousand Illusions Sect army was fully prepared, and the war of annihilation against Cold Soul Island officially began.

This battle was personally overseen by Su Yunluo, with four Core Formation elders, including Lu Xin and Li Chongyue, leading over two hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Thousand Illusions Sect, along with an even larger number of Qi Refining disciples. They boarded more than ten standard flying boats in batches and sped off towards the northeast of the Boundless Sea.

At this moment, the Xu family was filled with apprehension, yet still clung to a sliver of hope.

The two remaining Core Formation elders on the island rallied the entire clan's fighting force, defended the island's heart, and fully activated the clan's inherited protective formation.

The two already knew in their hearts that the Xu family's power was gone and they were no match for the Thousand Illusions Sect, so they dared not confront them head-on.

Their only hope was to rely on this ancient clan-protecting formation to barely buy time.

If they can hold out for a few more days, they can gather most of the clan's resources, lead their people to flee far away, and preserve the clan's lineage.

However, they never expected that a mere dying local Core Formation family would attract the personal visit of Su Yunluo, the Grand Elder of the Thousand Illusions Sect.

This specification far exceeded the limits of what they could have imagined.

Before long, more than ten flying boats broke through the vast sea fog and pressed down on the sky above Hanpo Island. The overwhelming divine pressure instantly enveloped the entire island.

The great war began without warning.

Su Yunluo's figure flickered, and he appeared in mid-air outside the great formation. His green robe fluttered, and the divine sense pressure of a peak mid-Nascent Soul cultivator swept down. Without any further probing, he directly attacked and broke the formation.

The Xu family's clan-protecting formation truly lived up to its reputation, originating from an ancient inheritance and possessing extremely strong defensive capabilities.

Countless icy blue array patterns intertwined to form a canopy, firmly protecting the entire Frost Soul Island, its chilling aura making it as solid as a rock.

However, as time passed, the great formation had been eroded by countless years of wind and rain, and its power had been greatly diminished. In addition, the two Core Formation elders of the Xu family who were in charge had shallow cultivation and insufficient spiritual power, so they were unable to activate the full power of the formation.

After Su Yunluo's relentless attacks for most of the hour, the solid array patterns crumbled layer by layer, the sky-like defensive light barrier shattered, and the spiritual light scattered and dissipated.

With the formation broken, the Xu family's last barrier completely collapsed, and true despair instantly enveloped the hearts of all Xu family cultivators.

Without the protection of the great formation, the cultivators of the Thousand Illusions Sect pressed down, and their killing intent instantly swept across the entire island.

The outcome of the battle was a foregone conclusion; the noisy fighting came to a complete end in just half a day.

The disciples of the Thousand Illusions Sect strictly adhered to the killing order. Any member of the Xu family who possessed spiritual roots and was capable of cultivating immortality, regardless of age, was exterminated to prevent any future troubles.

As for the few remaining survivors who might still be outside the island and have escaped this calamity, the Thousand Illusions Sect disciples, after completing the inventory of the dead...

Once the list is finalized, a wanted notice will also be issued.

After the bloody battle, the entire Cold Soul Island was covered in ruins, with blood staining the frozen earth.

Only the more than 100,000 mortals on the island, who had no spiritual roots, were able to survive and temporarily keep their lives.

However, they have already become spoils of war for the sects, and will be relocated to the Southern Continent by the Thousand Illusions Sect, where their fate will most likely be tragic.

As for Cold Soul Island, which is rich in spiritual energy and possesses high-level spiritual veins, it will change hands completely from now on. Before long, it will be divided up by the Thousand Illusions Sect and handed over to one of its Core Formation forces for management and occupation.

With the dust settled, the disciples of the Thousand Illusions Sect dispersed, dividing tasks to clean up the battlefield, collect remaining resources, and inventory all spoils of war, methodically bringing the aftermath to a close.

At the same time, Su Yunluo, carrying Su Mixin, transformed into a beam of light, swept across the devastated ruins of the clan's territory, and flew straight towards the core area of ​​the island.

In the heart of this place stands the ancestral hall where the Xu family has worshipped for generations. Several miles behind the ancestral hall lies a naturally formed cold cave, which is also the place where the Xuan Jade was hidden, as discovered by the secret agents.

The two arrived at the entrance of the cave in an instant, where layers of protective barriers were placed.

Su Yunluo raised his hand and waved it lightly, unleashing a torrent of powerful spiritual energy. In less than a few dozen breaths, the seemingly intricate restriction instantly dissolved and disintegrated, easily opening a passage.

Upon entering the cave, a bone-chilling cold air rushed towards you. The cave is perpetually cold and frigid, with thick layers of ice forming on the walls. The spiritual energy is pure and abundant, far surpassing that of other places outside the island.

What came into view was a large expanse of thick, ancient ice deep in the cave. The ice was clear and transparent, and one could vaguely see that it contained pieces of warm, lustrous jade with a restrained spiritual light. These were the ancient jade that Su Mixin had been dreaming of.

Without delay, Su Yunluo raised his hand and used his magic to peel away all the ten-thousand-year-old ice in the cave, revealing the ten-thousand-year-old jade hidden deep within.

Upon closer inspection, there were more than ten pieces of millennium-old black jade, varying in size and thickness. The largest piece was as large as a millstone. The quantity of these millennium-old black jade pieces was more than enough for Su Mixin to forge hundreds of Voidless Swords.

A surge of intense joy suddenly welled up in Su Mi's eyes. She quickly stepped forward, raised her hand, and put all the ten-thousand-year-old black jade into the storage bag at her waist. Her movements were swift and urgent.

Unfortunately, no Cold Marrow was found. It is unknown whether the quantity of Ten Thousand Year Black Jade was insufficient or whether it was wasted by the Xu family.

After tidying up the millennium-old jade, he also selected a batch of high-quality millennium-old ice and stored them away together.

Su Yunluo stood quietly to the side, calmly waiting for Su Mixin to carefully select items. In his spare time, he took out the storage bags of the two Core Formation elders of the Xu family that he had casually killed earlier and checked them one by one.

A moment later, Su Mixin finished tidying up and quickly walked to Su Yunluo's side. She looked up and saw five magical treasures with flowing spiritual light floating in front of her father.

Su Yunluo gently guided spiritual energy through her fingertips, slowly channeling it into each magical artifact, carefully examining the quality and wondrous uses of each one.

Su Mixin, watching from the side, felt a burning desire in her heart, and her eyes showed envy.

He is now at the late Foundation Establishment stage, and based on his own calculations, he is not far from forming his core.

Unfortunately, he still doesn't have a single magical artifact on him. The ancient Xuan Turtle shell he obtained earlier was used to refine a defensive shield artifact, but there has been no news of it since.

As Su Mixin gazed at the magical treasures radiating spiritual light before her, her desire grew even stronger.

Su Yunluo caught a glimpse of the boy's eager and impatient expression out of the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but chuckle to himself: This child, he hasn't even formed his core yet, but he's already eyeing the magic weapon that only a Core Formation cultivator can activate.

Su Mixin couldn't help but speak up: "Father, everyone who sees it gets a share!"

Su Yunluo chuckled upon hearing this and casually flicked his sleeve. A flying sword, pure white, exquisitely crafted, with a hilt shaped like a sparrow's head and a blade resembling a sparrow's beak, and shrouded in a chilling aura, slowly flew out and landed steadily in Su Mixin's palm.

"This is the Cold Swan Sword, the natal magic weapon of the Second Elder of the Xu family. It is of superior quality. You may take it."

"Thank you, Father!"

Su Mixin held the flying sword, her fingertips caressing the cool, smooth blade, playing with it for a moment with great affection.

Then, he carefully put the Cold Swan Sword into his storage bag, overjoyed.