The gods descend into reality

It was as if one had encountered an extremely noble being, forcing them to pay homage.

At this moment, everyone in the Quanzhen Sect was shocked!

As a Taoist priest, one would expect him to be armed with a whisk.

However, many members of the Quanzhen Sect still use swords.

After all, the sword is the king of weapons, a gentleman's weapon, and an elegant object, just as many of the Quanzhen Sect disciples like to use jade flutes, folding fans, and whisks.

We can't possibly have a bunch of us Taoist priests carrying spiked clubs and leading the charge!

This is so detrimental to the image of Taoist priests as ethereal and otherworldly!

Most importantly, it looks cool to use a sword!

Whether someone is strong or not is a matter of one version, but whether someone is handsome or not is a matter of a lifetime.

However, even though he used a sword.

When I brag to others about my sword, I exaggerate it to the extreme, even saying that it is my second partner. I believe that swords have a life of their own and we should take good care of them.

But only they themselves know.

This is just utter nonsense, a way to elevate one's own image.

But at this moment—

The sword came to life!

And it's trembling!

This was the first feeling of all the Quanzhen Taoist priests at that moment.

It's absurd, yet it's real.

"The magic, the magic!"

Sun Bu'er looked at Wuming and shouted loudly. If you listened carefully, you could hear the deep fear in Sun Bu'er's voice.

Humans are always afraid of things they cannot understand.

Just like in the primitive world, humans feared fire, but in modern society, they play with lighters and matches with great ease. A certain village bully brother often stews bamboo rats in the mountains and forests, without worrying at all that the police chief from the foot of the mountain might sneak into their house.

"All disciples, heed my command! Grip your swords! Heavenly Dipper Sword Formation, Kill!"

For the first time, Ma Yu spoke.

Even when facing Li Mochou before, Ma Yu remained calm and composed, because he was confident in his abilities.

Whether it's the Big Dipper Sword Formation formed by forty-nine disciples, Guo Jing who is visiting on the mountain, or Yin Zhiping who is cultivating in seclusion in the Sutra Pavilion, they are all capable of dealing with Li Mochou.

but--

Facing this nameless man, Ma Yu had absolutely no confidence.

The opponent's methods were completely unknown, as if such methods simply did not exist in this world.

"drink!"

The forty-nine men shouted in unison, struggling to control their swords as they prepared to attack Nameless.

"Hey~"

The next moment, the longsword in his hand stopped trembling and flew out like an arrow.

This was as if some kind of switch had been turned on.

At this moment, countless precious swords throughout Zhongnan Mountain simultaneously left their masters' hands and flew into the sky.

Like a hundred birds paying homage to a phoenix, or ten thousand swords flying in unison, it's as if they are worshipping their common king.

At this moment, the only ones who could still barely control their swords were probably Li Mochou and Yin Zhiping.

Although he was able to barely control his sword.

but--

But at this moment, neither of them could utter a single word.

I've never seen a scene like this before, with thousands of swords flying at once.

Perhaps only legendary sword immortals possess such abilities!

Li Mochou swallowed hard.

This scene—

Why did I never see it in that strange dream?

This is the first time I've ever seen something deviate from the scope of my strange dream. It's really either perfectly normal or completely off-topic. Where did this monster come from?

Compared to Li Mochou's bewilderment, Yin Zhiping was completely shocked.

A pair of eyes were fixed on the figure playing the erhu.

Countless swords flowed slowly behind him, guarding the figure in the middle like protectors.

From here, the figure in the very center looks like a giant sword reaching for the sky.

But at this moment, Yin Zhiping felt as if he had seen the Dao he had been pursuing for a long time. The Dao of the Sword is derived from the Dao of Heaven. This is the sword of the Dao of Heaven, and it can be called the Heavenly Sword!

His eyes became even more intense.

Compared to Li Mochou and Yin Zhiping, the others were even more despicable.

The Big Dipper Formation had long since been broken without warning, and its fighting spirit had long been worn down.

Seeing this godlike skill, everyone present almost knelt down in awe.

Damn it, here we consider even using the Dragon-Capturing Skill to retrieve a sword from a distance to be an incredibly powerful technique. You just come up here and unleash a barrage of ten thousand swords flying at once, what's the point of fighting?!

"Heaven cherishes life, and fighting and killing are not good. How about I, Wuming, mediate for everyone?"

Wuming continued playing his erhu.

Then, as if he had thought of something, he paused for a moment and continued speaking.

"Who's in favor, and who's opposed?"

The voice was no different from usual, and Wuming swore that he really just wanted to ask for the other party's opinion.

Then--

These words were interpreted completely differently by the members of the Quanzhen Sect.

Swords tumbled and flew through the sky, their sword energy crisscrossing.

Ma Yu witnessed firsthand how a small wisp of sword energy among the countless sword energies suddenly went out of control and struck a large rock not far away.

Then, the stone was shattered by the sword energy.

Looking at the harmless Nameless and the thousands of swords above his head, Ma Yu swallowed hard.

Who agrees, and who disagrees?

Damn it, would I dare to object?

"I leave it to you to decide, sir."

Ma Yu said with a hint of bitterness.

Since his master Wang Chongyang passed away, the Quanzhen Sect has declined more and more. The once most powerful sect in the world was even attacked and forced to sue for peace. If his master were still alive—

Then, Ma Yu looked at the nameless man over there, who had an otherworldly air about him and seemed to exude the word 'invincible' from head to toe.

Even if it were one's own master, wouldn't he have to kneel before a deity?

Thinking about it carefully, Ma Yu realized that his master had died too early. He was actually looking forward to seeing his invincible master get beaten up. Ma Yu quickly shook his head.

Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, how could I think like that? It must be because I've been too tired these past few days, that must be it!

Seeing that Ma Yu was so cooperative, Wuming nodded in satisfaction.

"Junior Sister!"

"Senior Sister!"

Like two lovers who hadn't seen each other for a long time, they called out each other's names, and the next moment the two beautiful figures embraced each other.

"Junior sister, where have you been? I've been looking for you so hard! I thought those stinky Taoist priests had kidnapped you!" Li Mochou hugged Xiaolongnu and rubbed her incessantly, causing Xiaolongnu's eyes to turn red with embarrassment.

Li Mochou felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction and was about to continue speaking when an unfriendly gaze fell upon her, causing her to stiffen instantly.

It's that girl in red.

A sense of danger rose in my heart.

At this moment, Nero stared at Li Mochou with a hostile expression.

"Is Nero alright?" Xiao Se asked with some concern, looking at Nero's condition.

"Umm!"

Nero's expression remained unchanged as he stared intently at Li Mochou.

Li Mochou was also annoyed by Nero's gaze, and the next moment she glared fiercely at Nero.

In an instant, their eyes met.

The atmosphere gradually became tense.

Chapter 22 Realm: Heavenly Sword

Nero stared at Li Mochou.

Li Mochou was also staring at Nero.

Although neither side said a word, the atmosphere became tense.

It feels like you've finally bought an outfit after much deliberation, and you're about to wear it out on the street to show it off.

As a result, I ran into someone as soon as I went out.

Wearing the same clothes as myself.

This is unacceptable!

Nero's eyes blazed with fury. Although he didn't have any particular feelings for Xiaolongnu, her beauty had successfully captivated him.