Moreover, I know all too well your headstrong nature; once you make a decision, no one can change your mind.
Therefore, we won’t force you to do anything, just rely shield you for a mont, give you a chance to strike with your sword.
This sword, always in your hand, it’s entirely up to you whether to thrust it forward or not.
But do you think Tian Gang will believe you?
Do you think, having reached this point, that Tian Gang’s Daoist Heart can still be reversed?
We might as well take a gamble.
I’ll bet,
We won’t plot sches if our paths differ.
Anyone who blocks my path shall be killed without rcy.
It’s what you said."
Daoist Lingxu turned and left, the Five Elders of Five Directions faded into his shadow like drifting clouds and light. In a blink, he disappeared into the horizon, leaving Tie Dan alone, gazing at the Immortal Mountain wrapped in clouds and mist ahead.
Mystic Sect
Sword Sect
My Dao
Tie Dan exhaled deeply, Sword Rainbow turned, descending to the foot of Nine Yin Mountain, weaving through the smoke and mist, finally landing again beside the Dao Tower near the cliff face, looking at the shrine, and the Divine Beast Xiezhi that wards off evil spirits.
Upon seeing a human struggle, it touches but is not straightforward; upon hearing humans debate, it glares but is not correct.
Tie Dan reached out, and touched Xiezhi’s horn.
"Xiezhi, is my sword not straight, or is it not correct."
Xiezhi lowered its head, nudged Tie Dan’s hand, and said nothing more, just stepped silently aside.
Then Tie Dan leapt, diving into the ground cave.
Since the mountain was sealed and the array blocked, forbidding him to climb, the secret path beneath Nine Yin Mountain was the sole entrance to the mountain.
In this abyssal ground cave, it was pitch black, devoid of star or moon, even the Divine Sense could not perceive anything.
Moreover, the Earthly Evil Spirit, with no Nine Qi present, was like Earth itself, where no Dao Technique exerted had any effect.
Here, a Thousand-Year Sword Power has no use, even an Unparalleled Weapon is just an iron sword.
Here is precisely the best place for the Killing Sword to shine.
"Shing!"
Soone crawled forward on the ground, blade light suddenly flashed, a sword drilled into the ground, stabbing at Tie Dan’s ankle.
"Zing!"
Soone crashed straight into his embrace, a flying sword pierced his heart, a sword ca directly at his chest, stabbing at Tie Dan’s chest.
"Bang!"
Soone pursued in shape and shadow, a Cold Blade hidden within the bosom, concealed in the sleeve, abruptly face-hugged the previous person’s face, coming face-to-face, a sword piercing into Tie Dan’s left eye.
No wonder it was the Divine Weapon refined ticulously by the Sword Sect, it silently and effortlessly broke through his Vestnt robe, breached his Dao Body, the sword was even coated with poison, sared with dicine, appearing that even the Alchemy Dao was flawless. Yet...
"Is this the pinnacle skill of Honzan?"
Tie Dan coldly stared at the three assassins stacked before him like monkeys, performing acrobatic tricks, cramd together, instantly thrusting out three swords aiming to kill.
"rely this much skill? Still dare to block my path?"
"Swish swish swish!"
The three swords shuddered, sword blades swinging erratically, like silver serpents flicking tongues, electric arcs blossoming.
Within re inches, they split Tie Dan’s head into three parts, shredded Tie Dan’s heart into disorderly fragnts, severed Tie Dan’s limbs into countless bits.
Yet this shattered corpse landed on the mountain path, only turning into a ground of wind, without a trace of blood visible.
The three assassins paused in surprise, then looked up.
Only to see Tie Dan standing ten steps away, intact, holding the Giant Watchtower, stalwart in the middle of the mountain path.
Primordial Spirit thod
"Kill!"
"Whoosh!"
"Splash!"
One sword strike, three bodies fragnted, six pieces of blood corpse spun, shattered by the Sword Wind, flinging vivid blood flowers, plumting into the bottomless abyss.
One sword cleared a bloody path, Tie Dan stood in the darkness, ’seeing’ a group of swordsn, standing before him, blocking the mountain path.
Each holding a sword, using so silk-like material to conceal the sword aura, covering the sword blade.
No one spoke.
No one voiced anything.
Seeming like endless shadows, one after another,
blocking his way, obstructing his path.
Thus, no words were needed, only step forward.
"Co watch if you want, see if my sword is not straight, or not correct."
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