Boom boom boom!
Lu Jun held the Tai’e Sword, leaping forth, and a Wrath Sword Death Servant was cleaved in half on the spot. The golden dazzling brilliance enveloping his Feathered Robe trembled, golden flas inch by inch igniting upon the pitch-black humanoid body, instantly reducing it to ashes.
Amid the swirling dust and ashes, a complete faint-blue Soul Essence was drawn into the White Tiger Pendant.
The stronger a demon, the higher the probability of dropping Soul Essences. If a Servant-level demon had a probability of 1 in 100, then a Warrior-level would be about 1 in 80, and the Undead race was even higher.
At this mont, he peered into the blood-red vast swamp within the White Tiger Pendant. Aside from the three hundred Servant Soul Essences, the Warrior-level ones had risen from thirteen to more than twenty. Adding the three incomplete Commander-level remains of the Four-colored Demons, each equal to four or five Warrior Soul Essences, he had already gathered enough to advance his tal Elent magic to the Mid-tier Level 5.
Roar roar roar!
Within the pyramid’s shrouded range in the distance, a hundred Wrath Sword Death Servants were alard, angrily raising their swords to strike at him.
Their speed was unimaginably fast, countless black afterimages leaping, tracing arcs, encircling from all directions, all swinging their dark blades in unison.
Swish swish swish!
In an instant, thousands of dark sword lights slashed down—so flickering like stars, so falling with crushing force, others sweeping like crescent moons aiming at his waist...
This area was scarred with thousands of shocking black gashes, resembling a storm of blades, cutting grass and trees, even shattering a small nearby hill under the terrifying dark sword force.
Lu Jun’s expression remained calm. With a flick of his wrist, the Tai’e Sword glowed with platinum brilliance, forming a fan-shaped arc before him, carving out a radiant circle that intercepted every single strike.
Clang! Clang!
Continuous tallic clashes rang out, and many Wrath Sword Death Servants were directly blasted away by the terrifying counterforce.
Now his physique could already be considered that of a Commander-level demon. Although a hundred peak Warrior-level foes were terrifying, they posed no real threat to him.
Seeing that his army had not yet arrived and that no one else was nearby, Lu Jun decided to unleash his full battle strength.
Buzz buzz buzz!
The next instant, a thought stirred—his Summoning Elent Basic Enfeeblent Spell was triggered, and his figure turned into a shadow, slipping freely out of the encirclent of the Wrath Sword Death Servants. While evading, he simultaneously controlled the Star Constellations.
Mid-tier Magic: Weapon Control · Overlapping Storm!
Screech! The Tai’e Sword left his hand, spinning in the air, then suddenly shuddered, splitting into thousands of platinum sword lights. Each manifested blade seed to possess intelligence, diving down, clashing fiercely with the hundred Wrath Sword Death Servants.
In an instant, the battlefield resounded with countless clashes of weaponry.
The Tai’e Divine Spirit controlled the main body, fighting a hundred ancient Egyptian sword masters alone. Freed from the limitations of human manipulation, its sword techniques beca ever more unpredictable, rapidly absorbing combat experience and growing stronger.
Rumble!
Taking advantage of the Death Servants being entangled, Lu Jun cast at high speed, his eyes glowing with moonlit radiance, unleashing his Summoning Elent Advanced Magic—Beast Tide Gate!
A grand gate swung open, and shadows darted out—two to three dozen in total. Looking closely, they were astonishingly also Wrath Sword Death Servants.
The Spirit Carving thod: after observing the structure and form of the sword-wielding undead, he etched it into his spiritual mind, summoning them to descend from another world.
Yet even with Lu Jun’s Summoning Elent Advanced level 2 cultivation and Sixth Realm spiritual strength, he could only summon this small number of Wrath Sword Death Servants. This was enough to show how powerful these creatures were—each one could battle a Commander-level in the Advanced stage alone.
In the original, when Mo Fan encountered them alone, he at most killed seven before fleeing.
Hiss!
The Wrath Sword Death Servants within the pyramid were caught completely off guard. Seven or eight of them died instantly, leaving the rest confused—why would monsters of their own race suddenly turn on them, aiding a human mage in slaughtering their kin?
And that was not all. Lu Jun also summoned two Mid-tier Commander-level creatures—the rmaid and the Night Thunder Dream Beast.
He rged with the forr, boosting the power of his Water Elent spells, while the latter seed to thrive in Egypt’s cursed land of darkness. Encountering the ancient pyramid relics, its aura stirred violently, seemingly on the verge of another transformation.
Lu Jun wielded his various elental magics with ease, cutting down the Wrath Sword Death Servants in continuous retreat.
One Soul Essence, two Soul Essences...
When he felt the ti was right, he fought while inwardly guiding his spiritual world, drawing all the Warrior-level Soul Essences and Commander-level remains from the White Tiger Pendant into the golden star river of the tal Elent.
Crackle crackle crackle!
Clusters of faint-blue soul flas burned, and three orbs like ghostly blue moons burst apart, releasing trendous energy to refresh the star river. One after another, crystal-clear stars expanded, upgrading into Level 5 stars.
Forty-nine stars were fully refined, each the size of a fist, dazzling like precious gems.
tal Elent Mid-tier Spell: Weapon Control · Human-Tool Unity!
As the na suggests, the host and their natal magic weapon briefly rge into one, unleashing an ability bordering on the divine. This is the supre profound aning of Weapon Control. Depending on the type and cultivation direction of the natal magic weapon, the effects it triggers are different.
Lu Jun was extrely satisfied. Then he looked again at the remaining Wrath Sword Death Servants, his eyes burning with heat—all of them were precious Warrior-level Soul Essences!
Buzz buzz!
Suddenly, Lu Jun’s mind shuddered in horror, sensing a violent killing intent surging toward him. His body trembled—that was the descent of lethal danger.
Through his psychic foresight, he glimpsed within the pyramid’s range behind him, a towering silhouette riding upon a black ghost horse. Its form was humanoid, not particularly tall, but its entire body was shrouded in dense darkness, as though wearing a hazy black battle robe.
It sat arrogantly like a knight upon the black ghost horse, holding aloft a long black greatsword. The sword tip pointed toward the crimson-black sky, as if invoking the power of the God of Darkness. At once, the black aura beneath the clouds churned more and more violently!
The overwhelming might released by that Dark Knight could shake several kiloters—it was absolutely a Monarch-level creature.
"Zongheng Dark Sword!"
That Dark Knight uttered words of ancient Egyptian tongue, a majestic voice resounding. The dark sword intent, originating from the Kingdom of the Dead, descended upon the mortal realm, carrying with it a suffocating aura of destruction!
A black sword light, straight across the heavens, surged with boundless power and domineering might, cleaving toward Lu Jun’s position. Wherever it passed, profound rifts tore open in the void, shattering the very space.
The speed of this sword had reached its absolute limit. Lu Jun wanted to use his Advanced Magic Instant Teleportation, but it was already too late. Suddenly, inspiration surged upon him—those thousands of platinum sword lights battling within the horde of Wrath Sword Death Servants instantly converged, fusing into the Tai’e Sword, which streaked forth in a flash.
Whoosh!
Lu Jun’s body rged with the sword. From his position burst forth a resplendent Immortal Sword Radiance soaring to the heavens, scattering golden fragnts across the sky in a dreamlike and magnificent scene. At the very last instant, he seized upon a fleeting fragnt of space, calmly transforming into a rainbow and escaping.
In the blink of an eye, three kiloters away, atop a distant hill, he reappeared, his sword-bearing figure descending like an ethereal Sword Immortal departing eastward.
His state of mind was imrsed in the wonder of rging body and sword—this was the true aning of Sword Flight. With a re thought, his body transford into a streak of sword light, fleeing across a thousand li. Compared to that, stepping upon a giant sword before had been nothing more than a third-rate thod.
Moreover, the significance of Level 5 Mid-tier Weapon Control extended far beyond this. It was also a formidable killing art—burning everything, sacrificing the body for a single strike, casting oneself into certain death to then be reborn, creating miracles.
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