Chapter 270: Sword Come!
Under the cover of night, a swift and fierce Sword Qi whistled down, cutting through the swirling Evil Qi and dispersing the murky, heavy waves.
At the same time, the other Elders flew forward, casting spells, and the explosive sounds of their Aura reverberated throughout the valley, deafening.
Relying on their sturdy Physical Bodies, the eight Evil Seeds charging forward did not lose their momentum and collided head-on.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
The sinister claws clashed against the gleaming metal weapons, sending sparks flying everywhere.
In a brief moment, both sides had already collided many times, causing the ancient cypresses in the mountain forest to snap one after another.
These eight Evil Seeds did not master any spells, but relying solely on their powerful Physical Bodies and rapid speed, they still had the strength to fight against the Elders, which was already a terrifying thing.
As they flew, lightning and fire, along with the Dao of the sword, were resisted by their Physical Bodies, and their subsequent attacks were filled with boundless killing intent.
Elder Fang, who had risen into the air, had exchanged blows with the Evil Seed in front of him multiple times. After another attack, he retreated and landed on a rock.
Elder Fang, like the others, had been in seclusion for many years, but had made no progress.
After a few exchanges here, he clearly felt that his combat strength was far from his Peak state, and he couldn't help but sigh at the mercilessness of time.
Furthermore, he realized that he had slightly underestimated these Evil Seeds.
However, it was only a slight underestimation—
After a silent thought, Mystic Light began to gather around Elder Fang, and then he flipped his iron blade.
An endless force field began to condense around the blade, causing ripples in the surrounding air, and in the next instant, it struck down with a roar.
The sharp, swift blade cut through the air, far more powerful than his previous strikes, and the torrent condensed by the blade swept wildly through the air.
At the same time, the other Elders also seemed to grow tired of this back-and-forth struggle, their Aura instantly surged, and their killing intent became even stronger.
Their strikes landed with a thunderous force.
The Immortal Light condensed by the various Elders' spells crashed down, sending the eight Evil Seeds crashing into the mountain forest,
straight towards the mountain Peak.
Just then, Shang Yang of the Asked the Dao Sect suddenly spotted a figure, and his Divine Soul immediately trembled. He slapped the Evil Seed in front of him away, then retreated and fled westward.
Almost at the same time, the other Elders also instantly rushed in that direction.
They had been searching for the Bu family for so long, but apart from the first batch of Disciples from the Mountain Sea Pavilion, the others didn't know what they looked like.
And this time, it was their first encounter.
At this moment, Bu Qirong appeared in the mountain forest.
Life on the run in the mountains was different from the outside world, and Bu Qirong's appearance was somewhat weathered.
Although this mountain had treacherous terrain, it couldn't hide from the Divine Thought of these Elders, so hiding had little meaning.
He walked out of the jungle, and seeing the Immortal Sect's formidable Aura pressing down, he showed no sign of panic.
"Elders of the Immortal Sect, it is truly an honor for me to have you grace this place."
"Bu Qirong, you Cultivate evil arts and bring disaster upon the world. We are here today to act on behalf of the Heavenly Dao and apprehend you. Why don't you surrender quickly?"
"Whether you Elders are acting on behalf of the Heavenly Dao or are hypocritically seeking a great Opportunity, I, Bu, naturally know in my heart, so there's no need to conceal it."
"How dare you!"
The Immortal Sect Elders were actually already impatient and no longer wanted to waste time. With a furious roar, they scrambled to fly forward.
Bu Qirong's figure instantly swelled, and dense Evil Qi surged from his body, his immense Qi instantly swaying upwards.
Then, he fiercely collided with Shang Yang of the Asked the Dao Sect.
Shang Yang's punches were like thunder, and Bu Qirong showed no weakness, his powerful arms fiercely clashing with him.
Fists met fists, and Qi roared amidst the explosive sounds.
Shang Yang's eyes twitched, and a hint of solemnity flashed in his gaze.
He was a Wujiang Realm powerhouse, and although he was no longer at his Peak, he was still an existence who could cover the sky with a wave of his hand.
Bu Qirong was only at the Innate Realm, yet relying on his evil transformation, he could actually withstand his punch, which was truly surprising.
However, what he found incomprehensible was that, having reached this point, Bu Qirong should have known that there was no possibility of escape today, yet he stubbornly struggled.
Just then, Bu Qirong waved his hand, and the eight Evil Seeds that had been struck down earlier came whistling back.
Although these Evil Seeds, serving as death warriors, had lost limbs in the previous mountain assault, they felt no pain and were now even more ferocious and bloodthirsty, lunging in pairs at four of the Elders.
However, what emerged from the mountain with his wave was not just them.
Shang Yang gently looked up at this moment and suddenly saw eight other figures, fiercely landing on the mountain Peak.
These eight figures were very strange, unlike either the Human Race or the Evil Seeds.
They had no Spiritual Qi around them, nor Evil Qi. Their bodies were massive, and after landing, their bones crackled, their bodies elongated, and thick fur covered their bodies.
The wary Immortal Sect Elders instantly narrowed their eyes, staring intently at these eight figures.
"Are they Barbarians?!"
"How can there be Barbarians in the Dongping Mountain Range?!"
The Disciples in the mountain forest also widened their eyes at this sight, revealing expressions of disbelief.
One must know that the Barbarian Race had been attacking the border for thousands of years, but because the Immortal Slaying Formation was carved on the northern border wall, they had never successfully entered Kyushu.
Yet now, Barbarians had brazenly appeared here.
Unless they first broke through the Immortal Slaying Formation in the north, this was simply illogical.
Everyone looked at each other, suddenly realizing that this matter seemed far more serious than they had imagined.
At this moment, the transformed Barbarian rose into the air, his heavy fist causing continuous sonic booms, and he sent an Elder of the Chen Clan flying with a powerful smash.
"Bu Qirong, how dare you collude with outsiders?!"
The remaining Immortal Sect Elders instantly roared, their eyes filled with shock and anger.
They didn't know why the Barbarian Race was here, but they understood what the Barbarian Race was here for.
Bu Qirong's eyes darkened upon hearing this: "Their goal is the same as yours. In my eyes, there's no difference—"
Actually, he also didn't know why Barbarians would appear in the Dongping Mountain Range.
In his opinion, the appearance of the Yao Race here would be more reasonable than the appearance of the Barbarian Race, but pushed to this point, he could no longer consider too much.
The Barbarian Race promised to spare his life and even pledged to let him temporarily live in the wilderness, and the only thing he had to do was reveal the matter of the Immortal Opportunity.
It wasn't a matter of believing or not.
The next generation of the Bu family had all lost their Aura, indicating that none of them had escaped, and Bu Qirong had no other choice.
Anyway, in his eyes, falling into the hands of the hypocritical Immortal Sect might not be better than falling into the hands of the Barbarian Race. With a thunderous punch, it seemed to crush the night sky.
Yan Cang of Tianjian Peak rose abruptly, but was repelled by a single punch, and blood immediately spilled from the corner of his mouth. Seeing this, Jiang Yan, Yan Qiubai, and the recently awakened Jiang Chenfeng, Xie Chenyu, and others turned pale.
Because they found that the eight Barbarians present now were actually more terrifying than the Soldier King they had encountered in the wilderness back then.
They were Barbarians of the General King Realm...
They all recalled the archives about the Barbarian Race's Realm they had seen at the Immortal Supervisorate when they were envoys to the Snow Region.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The Barbarian Race, along with the Bu family, almost showed an overwhelming counterattack, just like how the Immortal Sect Elders had previously struck down the Evil Seeds, only now it was their turn.
However, just as the Elders were retreating steadily, a huge Sword Qi suddenly struck down from the sky, instantly interrupting the attack of a General King Realm Barbarian.
At this moment, five more figures descended from the sky, their Aura even stronger and more ancient than the previous Elders.
One of them even had a withered left eye.
Indeed, it wasn't just Elder Fang and his group whose Lifespan was nearing its end; there were others even more desperate.
These individuals had been on the threshold of the Divine Being Realm for decades, some even more fortunate, having managed to Cultivate to the Divine Being Realm through sheer perseverance, but all were equally on the verge of death.
Facing their dwindling Lifespan, they too were waiting for the Immortal Opportunity from the Bu family.
However, they had waited a long time without hearing any results, so they guessed that something had gone wrong here and couldn't resist coming in person.
Yan Cang of Tianjian Peak immediately spoke to one of the old men: "Senior Brother."
The old man's eyes narrowed slightly: "The Barbarian Race isn't important. Find a way to capture the Bu family!"
"Yes!"
With the addition of stronger combat power, the battle in the Dongping Mountain Range began to show a balanced picture.
However, the faces of the Disciples watching the battle from around the mountain did not improve.
Especially those who knew the inside story.
Because they knew in their hearts that a secret capable of overturning the combat system was hidden behind the Bu family, which was why the various Immortal Sects were so eager.
In fact, no matter which Immortal Sect captured the Bu family, it would cause chaos in the Qingyun World. This might not be a good thing, but if they could obtain the Immortal Opportunity, it might not be a bad thing either.
But if the Bu family were captured by the Barbarian Race, that would definitely be a bad thing.
They already wanted to return to Kyushu. If they learned the secret from the Bu family, the Human Race would simply not be able to defend Kyushu.
Especially since there were countless ruins in the Snow Region and the wilderness.
The most crucial issue was that, although the current combat power was almost equal, the Barbarian Race only needed to retreat with their people, which was much easier than the Immortal Sect trying to capture them.
However, the Barbarian Race was not as easy as they thought, because after their initial confrontation, they discovered that the Human Race was not as weak as they had imagined.
It wouldn't be difficult to retreat from here, but if they insisted on taking people with them, there would definitely be casualties among them.
"The person has been found, why hasn't the Tribe King appeared yet?"
"The Tribe King must have his own plans. Don't think about anything else. I'll stop these Human Race members. You all proceed according to the plan and find an Opportunity to retreat first!"
"Man Gu, don't act impulsively!"
"This is for the tribe, for returning to Kyushu!"
The older Soldier King of the Yao Race snorted, breathing heavily, and attacked fiercely with wide, sweeping movements. His massive body, carrying the Aura of a Divine Being beating a war drum, made the Peaks tremble.
The Elder from Tianjian Peak, whom Yan Cang had just called Senior Brother, was struck by a heavy punch, causing his Qi and blood to surge.
In fact, his current feeling was just like Elder Fang's.
He could no longer remember the last time he had taken action, and now he clearly felt that his combat power was far from his Peak.
Especially since the Realm refined by time was not that stable; otherwise, he would not have been so constrained when facing this Yao Race.
However, as they gradually became familiar with their withered bodies, the Divine Might of those Elders began to continuously manifest.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Amidst the fierce clash, techniques like blazing suns crashed down upon the mountains.
Just then, an even more enormous Aura soared from the mountains, landing with a boom in the battlefield.
The newcomer was not a Human Race powerhouse, but a Yao Race with an even more terrifying Aura.
He was tall, with powerful muscles all over his body, dressed in a skirt woven from grass vines, and wore a crown woven from feathers. As soon as he appeared, the other Yao Race members on the field immediately roared with joy towards the sky.
And this scene instantly caused the expressions of those Elders, who were on the verge of death, to change drastically.
However, at this moment, the ancient Yao Race member standing at the very front seemed to have discovered something, and his eyes, like bronze bells, instantly widened.
In his line of sight, their Yao Race King was covered in blood, with a terrifying wound on his chest, torn open from his armpit, almost piercing through his back.
The ancient Yao Race member's eyes widened, and he gasped in disbelief, not understanding who could have harmed their Yao Race King.
And at this moment, a clear cry came from high in the sky, and a thick leaden cloud then cast down a Mystic Light.
Within that moon-like Mystic Light, a proud woman held a spirit mirror, her eyelashes trembling slightly, bringing with her a vast Aura that pressed down with a roar.
After leaving the mountain, she had traveled to many places and investigated many things.
She had visited the winery, An Yuan City, and nearby ruins. Then she entered the Dongping Mountain Range, discovered traces of the Yao Race, and pursued them all the way.
Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but widen their eyes, momentarily lost in thought as they gazed at the figure within the Mystic Light.
"It's the Master Jian of Lingjian Mountain—"
"That mirror."
"The spirit mirror of Lingjian Mountain."
The actual forms of the Sacred Artifacts of the Seven Great Immortal Sects were rarely seen by anyone, and for many of the people present, this was their first time seeing them.
And it was precisely upon seeing this scene that they understood why the world said that the Master Jian of Lingjian Mountain was the most unique direct Disciple.
Boom!
The Mystic Light from the stone mirror blasted back the Yao Race King, who was as large as a small mountain, while a fierce Sword Qi spun and rose behind the Master Jian.
Seeing this scene, the Elders, who were on the verge of death, immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
They hadn't expected the Yao Race to send a Yao Race King equivalent to the Perfection of the Upper Five Realms, and they were instantly relieved that the Master Jian of Lingjian Mountain had appeared.
Otherwise, Bu Qirong might really have been taken away by the Yao Race.
Just then, with a deafening roar, the Yao Race King directly swung his arm to meet the attack,
A heavy iron hammer in his hand almost crushed the Void Realm.
But the Master Jian, holding the spirit mirror, was truly powerful beyond imagination. With a gentle swing of her delicate, jade-like hand, she directly took the heavy hammer.
At the same time, a Sword Qi rose from behind her and slashed down with a roar.
The Yao Race King, holding the heavy hammer, stumbled back three steps, his heavy footsteps directly shattering the cliff.
Witnessing these scenes, seeing the endless Mystic Light shatter the layered clouds, the Immortal Sect Disciples in the mountains trembled.
The Qingyun World had not seen large-scale warfare for several hundred years, and battles of this Rank were unheard of for them.
At this moment, everyone suddenly realized that this was not something they could get involved in; even if they were slightly caught in it, they could lose their lives.
Just then, a cry of alarm erupted from the Disciples in the forest,
On the south cliff within their line of sight, Bu Qirong, accompanied by eight dead servants, soared into the air.
Almost at the same instant, the person named ancient Yao Race member swung his arm and fist, using his surging fist force to directly block the path of three Elders, clearly coordinating his actions.
At this moment, nine figures, led by Bu Qirong, came from the sky, pouncing towards Ge Hong of Tianshu Academy.
The surging killing intent instantly changed Elder Ge's expression. His long sword had just blocked a sharp, poisonous claw, and in the next instant, he saw a sky full of Evil Qi rushing towards him.
Within the Human Race's entire encirclement, Ge Hong, of the Innate Realm, was one of the weakest points.
The Bu family must have already negotiated with the Yao Race, having no intention of prolonged fighting, and planned to use the combined strength of everyone to help Bu Qirong escape first.
"Not good!"
"We absolutely cannot let them escape!"
Amidst the furious shouts, the closest Elder stepped forward to rush, but unexpectedly, the other seven Yao Race generals came even faster.
Fierce fist force, like falling meteorites, roared and dispersed the surging techniques, violently forcing back the Immortal Sect Elder's charging steps, while the strong winds from their fists kicked up a cloud of dust.
Just as the Human Race had thought, they indeed intended to help Bu Qirong break through first.
Because it was easier for one person to leave than for everyone to leave together.
They also weren't worried that Bu Qirong would betray them after leaving, because although the Nine Provinces were vast, they were all areas under the Immortal Sect's jurisdiction, and they had nowhere to hide.
The Snow Region was their best choice.
The killing intent, like a tsunami crashing ashore, met them head-on. Bu Qirong's sharp claws were like lightning in the night, carrying an Aura that could tear everything apart, fiercely stabbing towards Elder Ge's Heavenly Spirit.
"How dare you—!"
Ge Hong's combat power was low; dealing with any one of those eight Evil Seeds was difficult, and he was already in disarray at this moment,
Only his voice was raised.
Just at this critical moment, the onlookers suddenly felt a tightening sensation in their hearts.
Then they heard a buzzing sound in their ears, and surging waves of Qi roared towards them.
A majestic Sword Qi rose like a bright moon, striking fiercely at Bu Qirong, who was fully revealing his killing intent. This Sword Qi seemed formless and invisible, piercing straight through the square sea, its clear cry stinging everyone's eardrums,
At the same time, the released Divine Might caused people's shoulders to feel incredibly heavy.
The evilized Bu Qirong was greatly alarmed, swinging his claws to block, but he was fiercely blasted away by the roaring Sword Qi, and the Evil Qi around his body was instantly scattered.
Seeing this scene, the Immortal Sect Disciples in the mountains were immediately overjoyed.
Because the Yao Race did not Cultivate the Heavenly Dao and could not condense means like Sword Qi.
In other words, another powerhouse had arrived from their Human Race.
Just then, everyone saw the figure wielding the sword descend from the air and land on a cliff.
That figure appeared incredibly hot in the cold mountain forest, so hot that the accumulated snow beneath his feet quickly melted into a puddle.
And when they saw the person's appearance, all the Immortal Sect Disciples gathered in the mountain forest froze their eyes, and the smiles on their faces gradually faded.
On the cliff, Ji You's entire Aura was boiling, the Sword Qi in the iron sword in his hand had not yet dissipated, and its sharp Aura forced the mountain wind to blow backward.
The news that he had come to the Dongping Mountain Range and single-handedly killed the Bu family Disciples had actually spread to everyone's knowledge last night.
But because no one had seen it with their own eyes except for Jiang Chenfeng and others, many people were actually skeptical, always feeling that they couldn't believe it without seeing it.
But now, he had really come.
These Immortal Sect Disciples had just said that this was not a battle they could participate in.
Unexpectedly, the situation that was about to collapse was instantly pulled back by Ji You's appearance.
But the original Ji You was just like them, and even the years since he entered the Immortal Register were not as long as theirs. The actions of Elder Fang, Qin Zhangshi, and Lord Ji happened almost simultaneously, and their eyes flickered as they looked at the expected figure.
Finally seeing the person himself and confirming everything, they were not that surprised, but their awe was no less than others.
Combat power is something difficult to describe in words; hearing rumors and seeing it with one's own eyes are completely different feelings.
Bu Qirong was in the Innate Realm, and he also had the ability to evilize, already possessing the ability to fight with Wujiang Realm Elders, but just now, using both claws, he only blocked the sword's edge, yet he was knocked flying by the heavy force.
The Master Jian of Lingjian Mountain, holding the spirit mirror, also glanced lightly at the figure on the cliff at this moment, her cold and proud eyes slightly narrowed.
After her gaze shifted, she once again held the spirit mirror and attacked the Yao Race King.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Amidst the splashing sparks, the Yao Race King confronting Yan Shuyi let out a roar, his iron hammer trembling wildly from the Sword Qi's slash,
Almost slipping from his hand.
He didn't understand why, in that instant, the Human Race woman's offensive suddenly became even fiercer!
Just then, Ji You, standing on the high cliff, rose with his sword and swept into the encirclement. The heavy Qi force directly shattered the cliff from which he had leaped.
He had been worried on the way that Bu Qirong might have already been captured, and how he should then kill him, but he hadn't expected that the Yao Race would get involved.
This was a very dangerous situation, but for Ji You, it was the best.
At this moment, Sword Qi condensed, and a strong sword cry moved with him—
(Actually, it was finished earlier, but I always felt the rhythm was a bit off, so I completely overturned and rewrote it. I'm really sorry for the delay. I'll post it first and then revise it. I'll work overtime tonight.)