Capítulo 4312: Chapter 2010: Sword Phrase_2
The younger generation has withered, and it took this retired ancient swordsman to co out of hiding and suffer humiliation in front of the world.
“Hold on, old master…”
One of the Seven Swords was shattered on the spot.
Even You Tu, with the force of the ancient swordsman, beca more courageous with each setback.
The second sword followed closely, spiraling around and bypassing the Extinguished Dao Profound Ruler, leading the other swords to slice the clouds with skillful precision, aiming once more at the image of the Holy Ancestor.
“An ant trying to shake a mighty tree, a mantis trying to stop a chariot!”
The image of the Holy Ancestor laughed contemptuously, a bridge of clouds and wind shattered behind it and transford into a vast rainbow bridge blocking the way.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!
Six swords slashed, unable to shake the rainbow bridge in the slightest.
Yet at this halting mont, the Extinguished Dao Profound Ruler returned, sweeping lightly over the six swords outside the rainbow bridge.
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!
Taicheng ruled the heavens, and once the Seven Swords decapitated previous Hallmasters of the Holy Divine Palace, it was a cherished tale.
Now, in the eyes of the people of the five regions, it seed so vulnerable, swept away by the Extinguished Dao Profound Ruler, all exploded.
Not only exploded.
You Tu was directly struck through by Heavenly Unravel.
He was flung into the void, blood flying, like a kite with a broken string, not even having the chance to wail, separated from the Taicheng Sword, and fell as a streak of light to opposite sides.
“Lost, we lost?”
Too fast!
So fast that no one had ti to react!
Even after just one move, everyone thought that Elder You might turn the tide unexpectedly, not realizing under the Absoulte Power of the Zero Ancestral God, his struggles were but drops in the ocean.
The opportunity had been given.
The Divine Oracle had forewarned, the Holy Ancestor would no longer spare any sentint.
No leniency would be given to the so-called Bazhun’an out of respect, to defeat without killing.
If one has the determination to step out, courage is comndable as courage.
But how one should die, it has to be that way, as a warning to others.
“Coiling Dragon Seal!”
The image of the Holy Ancestor pinched a spell.
Ancestral intent erupted loudly, drawing upon the vast power of the Path, converging into a golden imperial seal.
The seal was colossal, towering as a mountain, with Daoist patterns engraved on its sides, the word for “suppress” inscribed at its base, drawing upon the prosperity of the five regions, transforming into a golden dragon.
The golden dragon coiled upon the seal and pressed down with imnse force.
The Coiling Dragon Seal bore a force of ten thousand jun, locking onto the spot where You Tu fell, fiercely suppressing.
“No!!!”
i Siren’s eyes suddenly turned red with anger, at this mont, emotion overwheld reason, and without thinking, he leaped into the air.
“Elder i, don’t! Please don’t!”
Xiao Kongtong’s pupils shook, his hand stretched out trying to grasp, but it was too late.
He also took half a step forward.
But…
Saint Xin!
That is the Demon Ancestor Saint Xin!
How could I possibly defeat it?
In his hesitation, i Siren had already leaped into action, intervening in the battlefield through space-ti transition, stretching out his hands to catch his foolish old friend who refused to see the coffin until crying.
“Hmph!”
The image of the Holy Ancestor let out a heavy snort.
i Siren halted in mid-air as if struck by lightning, blood oozing from his seven orifices.
Clearly just half a step away, he could have taken away You Tu, but alas, close, yet worlds apart, Saint Xin cast his gaze over, not even bothering to utter a single word, lifted a finger.
“Golden Mysterious Finger!”
A beam of golden light pierced through the clouds and fog.
i Siren shuddered, instinctively using the paper fan in his hand as a sword, clasping a sword gesture:
“Red Plum Three…”
Sizzle!
A faint sound pierced the void.
A golden light shot down from the high sky, piercing through i Siren’s forehead, breaking the earth like a straight arrow, pinning him directly in mid-air.
The graceful red plum sighed and fell with the wind.
His body shattered, spirit fragnts, intent vanished, all silenced in an instant.
Pity i Siren, who had the heart to save others, but couldn’t even save himself. Under the Absolute Power, not a trace of sword intent was revealed, and the red plum had already withered away.
“Si…ren…”
Under the Coiling Dragon Seal, You Tu was unable to protect himself.
But all the Dao around him was severed, he was exiled beneath the seal, facing nothing but death.
At the last mont, turning his head, he saw i Siren ahead of him, sadness flooding his eyes, and Taicheng howled mournfully again.
“No amount of rules can suppress my heart’s wild desires!”
You Tu’s eyes brimd with blood, he spat out his blood essence, disintegrated himself, unleashing an endless silver-white sword light.
The light was as dazzling as the scorching sun, splitting out in all directions, instantly tearing apart the exiled space, forcefully bearing the imnse Coiling Dragon Seal atop his head.
“Elder You…”
Xiao Kongtong’s expression changed, his sword heart was nearly awakened, yet he couldn’t take that step.
Can’t win!
Absolutely can’t win!
They are all throwing their lives away, only if the teacher cos, there might be a chance to win, stop sacrificing!
Buzz—
Taicheng remained silent, simply rushing from the far sky, awaiting the summoning of its master.
As it tore through the void, it transford into a dark red light, combining with You Tu’s Carefreeness sword, directly tearing apart the Coiling Dragon Seal’s lock.
“Boom!”
The massive golden imperial seal exploded.
This sudden burst astonished even Saint Xin slightly.
The dying man, relying on a similar sacrificial technique, had shattered the Coiling Dragon Seal.
However, could he withstand the next attack after this montary stop?
Saint Xin had yet to move, whereas You Tu did not swing his sword back at him; instead, his spiritual will attached to Taicheng, decisively swept towards the pinned i Siren in mid-air.
“The nine paths of the sword, array determines space-ti.”
“Forward to die, reverse to rebirth.”
During Taicheng’s skyward flight, the sword body trembled, transforming into nine, forming an imperial decree array.
As the sword shadows rotated, it seed to grasp the essence of space-ti’s Great Path, accompanied by a long howl:
“Ti Sequence, Reversal!”
In the distance, Gou Wuyue saw this sword from the little hill, his face twitching fiercely.
He glanced at Saint Xin in front of the Ti Realm Channel, then closed his eyes heavily, making no moves whatsoever.
“Alive!”
“Master Siren is alive!”
The winds shifted, and the shattered sky was renewed.
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