Chapter 318 - The Killing Sword

Chapter 318: The Killing Sword

Ruoxi followed the secret technique that the old Daoist passed on to her, she added one drop of Daoist force essence and finally moved closer to the spiritual elixir.

The spiritual elixir was lying quietly in the heart of the thunderbolts. Surrounding it was all Xuan Qi and thousands of thunderbolts could not even go near to it. She was staring at the spiritual elixir, carefully looking at its surface. Surprisingly, it looked almost identical to herself, but its look was only around seven to eight years old.

Vaguely, she saw a perfectly gorgeous Daoist nun in Nine Heavens. She looked glamorous, and she was wearing a precious pearl-like jade crown, her clothes were purple floating clouds embroidered cape on a nine-colored dragon embroidered flare dress. There was a golden fire talisman dragon book on her waist and she was sitting in the void. Below her knees were three shades of green-colored clouds.

She looked indifferent and expressionless. She nodded her head and stared at Ruoxi. There was an inexpressible relation between the two of them, as though they were the same person. Ruoxi only felt that her body was floating, and with her ideomotor reflex, she entered the Nine Heavens. That was similar to the Daoist nun. She could change the weather when she breathed and with her ideomotor reflex, she could call upon the thunder and lightning.

There would be nobody in the mortal world that could be put on par with her.

Daoist nun finally spoke, “I am you.”

Ruoxi was about to respond in a daze. At this moment, she suddenly saw the old Daoist in her sight. He was at the shore of Nine Underworlds in the netherworld holding a fishing rod and then he tossed the hook.

Like the speed of lightning bolt, it cut across eternal space and arrived in front of Ruoxi. She suddenly became agile again and without responding to the Daoist nun, she caught the hook.

Instantly her eyes were clear and bright. She had no gap with the spiritual elixir anymore and they were connected as one.

While her original body had vanished into ashes in the thunderbolts.

Within two to three seconds, the thunderbolts had dissipated and the sky became clear and bright again. Yuming the Honoured Celestial and the rest only noticed that the spiritual elixir looked like a human shape and it had hands and feet. Surrounded by Xuan Qi, it was obscure but it looked like the chaos was getting in place and the essence was slowly revealed.

Suddenly a divine aura flew into the Xuan Qi and about to blend into the spiritual elixir.

Yuming the Honoured Celestial scoffed, waved his hand and about to catch the spiritual elixir.

Now the space that the five of them had laid out severely collided as though a mountain came crashing and shook the entire universe.

The Five Celestial of Guangqing responded quickly, then they saw a young Dao practitioner came, walking on air.

“Searching for alchemy fruit in the immortal world, the native heart of Dao desires to be immortal.

Invigoration of Qi in the five organs and the three psyche, Qi and spirit gather, the celestials gather in hundred years to travel to the mortal world.

Already ponder and get enlightened, then understand the mysteries of the world.

The chief of ingenuity, virtue, and respect, divine lights shine through every place.”

The Daoist song was playing continuously in the mid-air, each and every word entered the five Guangqing celestials’ ears.

Yuming the Honoured Celestial took a bow and said, “Shen Lian you just evolved into a Primordial Spirit but you dared to burst into Mount Taicang. It wasn’t easy to reach your cultivation level, don’t commit this mistake.”

Shen Lian laughed out loud and said, “There’s no sequence in attaining Dao. Could it be that you have cultivated for more than thousands of years compared to me, then you can transcend beyond the mortal world and achieve the level of heavenly celestial?”

Yuming the Honoured Celestial saw how arrogant this youngster was and remembering how he always went against Guangqing, he was infuriated and said, “Then, I’ll let you have a taste of Qing Xuan Great Spell.”

As soon as he finished his sentence, he extended his thousand feet wide of enormous hand to capture Shen Lian.

The rest of the four celestials were enlightened connoisseurs. Since their headmaster senior apprentice-brother was the one fighting, the rest of them were cheering by the side and did not attack. After all, Shen Lian just mastered Daoism, they did not reach a point to have the nerve to launch a five-people attack on Shen Lian.

Whereas for Yuming the Honoured Celestial, his mana was so powerful that in Guangqing, since last time there was still nobody that could beat him, not even any immortal Zhenren.

When Shen Lian saw the extended enormous hand approaching him and about to get him, he knew this person’s supernatural powers were very strong and his mana was powerful. He was definitely better than the current Shen Lian.

So why did he have to fight against him?

There was a clear Qi rushing out from the top of his head and instantly he turned into a three-feet tiny man. That was the newly formed Primordial Spirit.

When Yuming the Honoured Celestial witnessed this, his heartfelt scornful. After all Shen Lian was a beginner Primordial Spirit, when Shen Lian saw his supernatural power then he got panicked and already drew on his Primordial Spirit from the start.

However, the moment this thought appeared, he felt something was not right.

At the same time, the other four celestials too felt a hair-raising aura that locked on them, it seemed like they had met the strongest enemy.

When Shen Lian saw the Primordial Spirit that he transformed was unexpectedly not his own appearance but a young Daoist who was handsome and masculine. Compared to his originally delicate features, there was obviously a vast difference.

Then there was another transformation whereby the Daoist’s hand was holding another extra unique brutal sword that was ignited with red light.

What made the chills run down their spine was actually the red light.

Usually, if one managed to successfully train your Primordial Spirit, one would already be considered as an intermediate land immortal. Though it was not comparable to heavenly celestial’s nobility and ability, one would be clean of desires. It would not be too easy to feel terrorized.

However, when the red light came into view, the terrifying aura filled the heart and soul of the five of them.

At that instant, what they saw was endless of mountains filled with corpses and sea filled with blood. Even the Avici was not that terrifying as this sight was formed from the murder of all the celestials and resulted in the corpses and sea of blood.

When they were hesitating, the entire sky was filled with Shapeless Sword Aura which instantly destroyed the blockade of Dao restriction that the five of them had set up. It entered and took away the spiritual elixir together with Ruoxi’s divine aura.

It sounded like a long story but in actual fact, it took the time of only two to three seconds.

Shen Lian’s Primordial Spirit also felt severe stabbing pain but eventually finished using the remaining Celestial Trapping Sword’s sword will.

This situation was way better than the time when he faced the old monster, Taisu Sect.

Shen Lian got the Celestial Trapping Sword’s will but it was only Celestial Trapping Sword’s minimal true form so it could not cause any lethal damage to immortal Zhenren. However, if it came to its original true form, heavenly immortal, Tian Xian. could not even take it. Hence, this remaining sword will be sufficient to make the Five Guangqing Celestials to get distracted.

But at this moment, there was only Chen Jianmei that could move around like usual when Shen Lian unleashed Celestial Trapping Sword’s will. This was because Chen Jianmei abandoned Grandmaster Yuanqing’s sword will and he practiced and created his own Killing Sword by upgrading the Shapeless Sword Incantation.

Although he was an acquired achievement, it was still a killing sword just like the Celestial Trapping Sword. Though one was a seed that just began to sprout while the other one was already an enormous tree that soared above the sky and thus they were not comparable, their intrinsic qualities were almost identical.

Such a sword will meant nothing to him, and hence it naturally would not affect Chen Jianmei.

He grabbed ahold of this moment to take away the spiritual elixir. At this moment, Ruoxi’s divine aura was already diffused into the spiritual elixir, integrating with the divine Qi.

Hundred thousands of miles to the north, there was a divine mountain named Mount Zhong. Beside it was a river which was dangerous and difficult to cross, the Ruoshui River, and a boundless land whereby birds could not fly there because once they stopped by they would drown. The height of the mountain was thirteen thousand miles, the top was seven thousand miles high whereas the circumference was thirty thousand miles wide.

Since long ago there had been many people with special powers that had retired in this seclusion. People usually stayed away from this place because of the Ruoshui River which was dangerous and difficult to cross. Unless they possessed supernatural powers, or else it would be difficult for them to cross over and come to this place.

In Mount Zhong, there was a temple by the cliff, and it snowed all year round. A youngster who was aloof and arrogant had a long sword on his back. It was made of neither copper, iron, nor steel. It did not have a scabbard and instead, it was only wrapped with a cloth which made it look like a package. Red light could be seen shining from the gaps.

There was no snow that would dare to drop at a distance of three feet from him.

At this moment the youngster looked at the sky. It seemed like the hundred thousands of miles of distance was not even an obstacle for his eyesight. He could clearly see everything that was happening in Mount Taicang.

The longsword produced an elegant chant and it had soaring sword aura. At times when a spirited creature flew past the sky, it would be killed immediately. There was not even any cloud seen above the youngster’s head.

“No matter who he is, you’re mine,” the youngster’s eyes were filled with certainty, he seemed to be talking to his long sword with elegant chants.