Chapter 519: Sword Maniac Wushang

Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

“… My Yuanshi Demon Sect has already planned for a thousand years and we’re going to succeed. This is the crucial moment, this is why we don’t have enough people to interfere in Donglin Cloud Continent matters, don’t you think it’s a little inappropriate?”

“Then senior brother Mi, should our sect take the insults from Zong Shou without doing anything?”

Luoming laughed coldly. At this moment, the one who spoke before was his senior brother, Mi Tuoluo.

When the latter heard this, he held his breath and shook his head.

“I feel that the fellow isn’t so easy to attack. Junior brother has your own vendetta, be careful that he crushes you instead of the other way around…”

“We have three Shrines working together along with another five Spiritual Houses, I don’t believe he can flip the heavens!”

He scoffed coldly as his face was filled with disdain.

“If it wasn’t that I was unable to use more than 20% of my strength in the Dragon Hall I would have killed him! Who cares about Dragon Shadow!”

They had arrived on the small island, flying in the sky above the city. At this moment, Mi Tuoluo stopped speaking.

Luoming laughed coldly, however, he didn’t do anything, he just lowered down several threads of demonic aura.

In this instance, he was wary of what might happen. The other men all looked around.

They saw that hundreds of golden needles were showing themselves. Many red flames formed out from the air in all directions.

“A trap?”

Luoming frowned, instinctively releasing his spell altar. His minds was filled with questions. Who would dare trap his Yuanshi Demon Sect?

A Proper Path Sect?

The spiritual wave was about to arrive and one wouldn’t have enough time to strengthen and recruit more people. To start a huge war now, they would suffer too much losses.

The moment such thoughts rose up, numerous lightning marks suddenly formed. They mixed with the flames and instantly turned pure black, exploding out.

The numerous Yuanshi Demon Sect cultivators in the air all had solemn expressions on their faces and started to defend.

However, the black flames surged over like a wave, instantly covering the sky. No matter how they used spell barriers or spiritual artifacts, they weren’t able to block it and could only be directly burnt.

Numerous cries rang out.

Apart from this, there were also numerous lightning strikes jumping about between the needles.

In just a few breaths, four grade-7 cultivators were turned into dust.

Luoming felt his heart bleeding, these were true elites the sect chose to head to the Dragon Hall!

It was at this moment that he found it extremely hard to care for himself. He used the power of the spell altar to maintain it such that his body wasn’t swallowed by the black flames.

The two bodyguards who were grade-8 Grandmasters gathered close to the spell altar and managed to survive. With a spell, they summoned two weird-looking grade-9 soul beasts. Luoming’s spiritual sense reached out to see where the black flames came from.

Moments later, his gaze turned sharp.

“You bastards! Elephant Dragon come out!”

Just as he said this, a giant beast jumped out from the spirit beast bag.

It looked like a dragon and was also coated with a strong dragon aura, however, its body was three times that of a normal grade-9 true dragon!

Mi Luotuo then charged out of the black flames and followed closely behind.

A red light flashed around him as they charged towards the foot of the mountain below.

At this moment, Zong Shou had stopped using the natural power of the Sky Burning Bloodline. With an incantation, he made the two Puppet Spirit Descending Talismans turn into silver-armored men.

His soul also came out of his body and entered one of the bodies. He held the broken Tan sword in his hand, both of the bodies along with seven white lights charged out from beneath the ground.

The moment they got out of the ground, Zong Shou’s sword light focused, driving the paper man and charging at the dragon.

The dragon shot out a huge cold aura. Everything within 10 thousand feet, pretty much froze as it spread into the distance.

Its giant dragon claws slapped over.

Zong Shou laughed coldly, his body was flashing as he dodged from the claw without expending much energy.

However, he didn’t dodge the cold breath. A blazing flame razed around his body.

… Fire Dragon Vast Sword, Flame!

Wind Cloud Dragon Sword, Wind!

Lightning Dragon Sword, Lightning!

The 3 types of True Dragon sword intents were instantly stacked. The flame at Zong Shou’s sword tip also turned black in color.

Because he was using this grade-9 puppet man to do this move, with its tens of millions of kilograms of strength, it caused the sword glow to be even more eye-catching.

9,990 feet of red-colored sword light spun and stabbed, it smashed the chilling aura into pieces!

The eyes of the elephant dragon showed fear in its eyes. This was in contrast to Zong Shou’s cold and calm gaze, the sword light flashed and then slashed into its head.

Without any difficulty at all, he decimated the peak grade-9 beast into pieces.

“Zong Shou! So it’s you?!”

Luoming’s eyes were popping out of its sockets in rage. He didn’t think at all as he tossed a black-colored iron token off the spell altar.

In mid-air, it transformed into lightning as it charged right at the silver-armored man.

As the lightning flashed, even Mi Luotuo’s pupils constricted.

Zong Shou exclaimed and didn’t hesitate to directly leave the body and enter the other paper man.

The moment he changed bodies, the one he left behind was smashed into pieces by the black-colored lightning!

Zong Shou didn’t even blink as his sword light flashed once more, clashing against that Mi Luotuo.

‘Keng!’

Their swords rang, both of them flew backward. The silver-armored man was charged back by the giant dragon and retreated tens of feet away, Zong Shou’s soul broke out once more. He was using his soul to control the sword as he chased Mi Luotuo.

The latter was caught off guard and barely managed to block the attack. The two of them instantly exchanged hundreds of blows, a series of sword strikes rang out in the area.

However, three breaths later, Zong Shou’s sword finally broke through the heavy sword light and split Mi Luotuo’s head into two.

In this instance, a second black lightning struck down from the altar.

Zong Shou’s brows furrowed as he summoned out several grade-8 spiritual artifacts from his heaven and earth bag. They all pushed forward, as expected, they were all instantly turned to dust!

At this moment, the battle above had calmed down.

Out of the over ten Yuanshi demon Sect cultivators who were able to escape, half had died from the hands of the Saint Fire Silver Ants, and there were two who were slain by Ruoshui.

At this moment, the few remaining ones had hidden in the spell altar.

Luoming stared out in fury as he looked at Zong Shou. He actually still had one more black token in his hands.

Zong Shou was on alert as he looked at Luoming’s hand that held the black token, he thought to himself that it was really the Lightning Plundering Token.

As if he didn’t care about the situation, he reached out his hand and his physical body flew up from below, it merged with his soul.

He stepped forward and walked in front of the altar. The remaining silver-armored man guarded behind him.

“You’re probably only left with just that single token. Are you waiting for me to strike? Or perhaps you can just kill yourself. If you do so, then I can allow you to reincarnate!”

After saying these words, the remaining Yuanshi Demon Sect cultivators all had differing expressions on their faces. Some of them were furious while some were obviously tempted at the proposition.

Luoming’s body shuddered, however, he smiled instead of letting his anger control him, “Do you really think you have already won? You actually dare to be enemies with the Yuanshi Demon Sect, are you really this bold?”

After these words were spoken out, he could only see Zong Shou look over at him calmly with no reaction at all. He didn’t know why but he felt terrified, it was like his body was devoid of energy.

Without thinking, he didn’t hesitate to throw out the token.

This time, it didn’t gather into a ball but numerous black lightning strikes spread across the sky.

Several grade-9 soul beasts pounced out from the spell altar. Luoming’s body rose up into the air and turning into a light as it fled into the distance.

Zong Shou scoffed coldly as he slashed out with his sword. On the tip of it was a black dot.

The entire sky turned dark, it was covered in total darkness.

When the black shadow passed, not did the lightning glow in front of him disappear, but even the spell altar, soul beasts, and those few grade-8 cultivators in it were consumed.

Following this, a white glow spat out vast white energy from the broken Tan sword!

There was finally noise in the area. Luoming’s body was just thousands of feet away before it was drowned in the white light. Following this, a ‘Hong’ sound resounded out as he was hit. His entire body and blood were evaporated, turning into dust which fell downwards.

Zong Shou casually reached out, sucking in a heaven and earth bag which was on the verge of falling apart.

Just now, he had specially controlled his power to not destroy the heaven and earth bag on Luo Ming’s possession. After reaching in with his spiritual sense, he could finally find that the item he needed was really within.

After a moment, he was startled, this was because he felt an extremely pure, not weaker than the essence energy that the seed from Zhao Yanran gave him suddenly surged back from the sword into his hand.

The essence energy which charged in caused the energy in his chakra meridians and his soul ocean to become much stronger instantly.

Zong Shou was startled. What was happening?

The purity of his energy was far better than before, after using the Heaven Swallowing Energy Conversion technique. He didn’t even need to purify it since its purity was even more than his own soul power and internal energy.

Was this the special ability of the black and white holes?

However, why wasn’t there anything when he killed those grade-9 beasts?

Was it because the True Qi in his body had already changed into yin and yang? Or was it because both his cultivations reached grade-7?

Just as he was pondering, Ye Feishuang drove her artifact over and broke his thoughts.

“You actually really won? What were those two swords? Even a grade-9 couldn’t block it…”

Her eyes were filled with shock. She had an inkling feeling that Zong Shou could win, but she didn’t think that he would do so so cleanly. Apart from using one Puppet Spirit Descending talisman, he didn’t really use anything special.

Especially when he slashed out with those two swords, she felt that her blood was terrified and would worship it.

Zong Shou, on the other hand, didn’t reply to her, he squinted his eyes as he looked towards the west.

There seemed to be two people there. One of their auras reached grade-9. As for whether he had bad intentions, Zong Shou didn’t know. However, he was familiar with one of them because he was his subject.

Just as he hesitated on whether or not to kill him, Zong Shou’s spiritual senses were on alert.

“What a surprise! You could fight on the same level as Jueyu! The one I really looked forward to. Who knew that just as I returned to the Cloud World I could meet such a sword expert like you…”

Zong Shou turned around his head in shock, only to see that someone stepped out suddenly. He looked to be around 20-30 years old and gave off a maniacal aura. His eyes were filled with craziness and an intent to battle.

Zong Shou’s brows rose up before it became calm once more.

“Sword Maniac Wushang?”

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