“Xuanji Holy Lord, our apologies, but your time is up! Attack!”
As the words rang out, several Old Ancestors from the Cloud Sword Sect launched their attacks directly into the Eerie Abyss!
A Grey-robed Elder, with a mere thought, summoned ten colossal, sky-piercing longswords. “Qingyun Sword Art!”
A deafening clang! The ten spirit swords erupted with an icy, piercing sword intent, blazing like frigid stars. They wove into a miniature sword array in the air, their sword intent surging like a relentless tide, their collective momentum skyrocketing. The combined sword momentum alone threatened to engulf an entire great domain. Behind the Grey-robed Elder, several more Cloud Sword Sect elders joined the assault. Each wielded the Qingyun Sword Art, the foundational technique of the Cloud Sword Sect.
Legend had it that the Cloud Sword Sect’s founder, on the Supreme Path, had once carved his way into the starry sky with his blade, ultimately achieving enlightenment and declaring, “None shall aid my ascent to the heavens; I shall tread through snow to the peak myself!” It was then that he forged the Qingyun Sword Art. The true terror of the Qingyun Sword Art lay in its ability to harness collective momentum. When multiple cultivators practiced it, their individual sword intents could merge into a singular, overwhelming force. In an instant, the sword intents of over a dozen Cloud Sword Sect Old Ancestors converged, forming a colossal river of sword intent that stretched to the heavens. With a searing hiss, this river of sword intent plunged directly into the Eerie Abyss, aiming for Xuanji Holy Lord’s position! The single strike descended like the cleaving of the very firmament, splitting the entire Eerie Abyss in two. Wherever the sword intent passed, the eerie black mist recoiled, parting to create a clear, unobstructed path.
Just then, an unexpected shift occurred. Swoosh! Several strands of shimmering white hair erupted from the Eerie Abyss, blazing with divine radiance. They tore through the void like heaven-defying spiritual weapons, hurtling towards the colossal river of sword intent. These crystalline white strands were etched with profound Dao patterns, each imbued with several terrifying powers. Their momentum was utterly unyielding, matching the combined might of the Cloud Sword Sect’s assault.
Boom! The two terrifying forces collided with the impact of celestial bodies. The unstoppable river of sword intent instantly fractured, its luminous waters scattering as it was torn into countless fragments. Puff, puff, puff! Several Cloud Sword Sect Old Ancestors vomited gouts of blood, their bodies flung thousands of feet backward. The onlookers gasped in collective shock.
The next instant, with a soft shimmer, Xuanji Holy Lord ascended from the Eerie Abyss. Clad in a flowing purple gown, her slender jade feet seemed to step upon brilliant divine radiance. Her exquisitely beautiful form pulsed with dazzling divine light, appearing less like a mortal and more like a masterpiece, a statue sculpted by the very hand of creation. Her perfection transcended mere words, a beauty that time itself could not diminish. A powerful aura of a Two-rotation Quasi-Dao Supreme radiated from her, yet the Dao rhyme swirling around her was so potent, it rivaled that of a Three-rotation Quasi-Dao Supreme.
The Cloud Sword Sect elders, still reeling from the impact, stared in disbelief. “How is this possible?” one gasped. “Has Xuanji Holy Lord truly broken through in just a few days?” They knew that at her previous peak, Xuanji Holy Lord had been a Three-rotation Quasi-Dao Supreme. She was never merely a beautiful face. In her prime, her power was immense, almost peerless among those of her cultivation level. Alas, she had encountered Dao Yi, the founder of the Grand Dao Sect and the strongest cultivator in the Southern Barrens of that epoch. By the second epoch, however, she had become tainted by Eerie Power and Ominous Power, her strength waning considerably. Now, with Xuanji Holy Lord’s cultivation returning to the Two-rotation Quasi-Dao Supreme realm, her combat prowess was undoubtedly on par with a Three-rotation Quasi-Dao Supreme!
Realizing this, the Ancient Luo Family Old Ancestor swept his sleeve and bellowed, “Her breakthrough isn’t stable yet! Let’s combine our forces and suppress her now!” The other Old Ancestors, their expressions grim, nodded in agreement.
“Luoshen Art!” The Ancient Luo Family immediately unleashed their foundational technique. The Luoshen Art allowed them to commune with the power of Heaven and Earth, summoning Eerie Power to condense colossal Dharma Manifestations that amplified their combat strength severalfold. In an instant, over a dozen towering Dharma Manifestation phantoms materialized, standing like ancient gods and demons between heaven and earth. Their immense bodies, like mountain ranges piercing the sky, were etched with intricate and profound Dao patterns. These colossal Dharma Manifestations descended upon Xuanji Holy Lord, each palm strike falling like a mountain, eclipsing the sun and casting vast shadows.
Xuanji Holy Lord’s exquisite features remained utterly serene. With a flick of her crystalline jade palm, she activated Xuanji’s Art. Immediately, a surge of devastating killing intent erupted from her. Xuanji’s Art was renowned for manifesting boundless killing potential, amplifying the technique’s power manifold. Boom, boom, boom! Xuanji Holy Lord simultaneously manifested the Silent Destruction Stone Tablet. “Silence!” The Silent Destruction Power surged outwards like a tempestuous, grey ocean, spreading relentlessly. Wherever it touched, both its own destructive energy and the divine power of the Ancient Luo Family’s technique were drastically weakened. It was a power that silenced all.
Witnessing this, the numerous Old Ancestors of the Ancient Chen Family also launched their assault. “Cangkong Imperial Spirit Art!” This was the foundational array of the Ancient Chen Family, a technique through which their founder had once tempered his Divine Soul. By wielding the power of Heaven and Earth with his soul, he had forged a terrifying, unconventional path of slaughter. Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh! In an instant, the brows of the Ancient Chen Family Old Ancestors glowed with a brilliant light. Their Divine Souls blazed with radiant splendor. Their outstretched hands shimmered with golden light, imbued with profound, mysterious power. They unleashed over a dozen divine rainbows that streaked across the void, arcing towards Xuanji Holy Lord’s head to crush her.
Meanwhile, the Cloud Sword Sect Old Ancestors, having regrouped, unleashed their natal spirit swords and activated the Qingyun Sword Art once more, renewing their assault on Xuanji Holy Lord! Another river of sword qi descended, poised to strike Xuanji Holy Lord’s crown. Three terrifying, overwhelming forces converged, bearing down on Xuanji Holy Lord!
Xuanji Holy Lord stood resolute in the void, her purple gown fluttering around her. Harnessing the power of Xuanji’s Art, she simultaneously activated the Dao of Eerie Scripture, the Grand Dao Scripture, and the Scripture of Silence. Four supreme powers! Her killing intent surged, stacking relentlessly! In Xuanji Holy Lord’s crystalline jade palm, a colossal orb of light blazed with unparalleled intensity, like a miniature sun held in her grasp. The next instant, Xuanji Holy Lord unleashed this blinding orb of power.
Boom! The terrifying forces of both sides collided in a cataclysmic explosion. Monstrous power ripped through heaven and earth, the deafening blast echoing across the realms. The void itself tore open and reformed, space twisting into impossible contortions. Puff! Xuanji Holy Lord was flung backward, a mouthful of vital blood erupting from her lips. Yet, on the opposing side, over a dozen figures from the three great powers were also sent hurtling back. Several Two-rotation Quasi-Dao Supremes, unable to withstand the backlash, exploded into crimson mist, instantly annihilated! The sight left everyone dumbfounded. Xuanji Holy Lord’s power was simply heaven-defying! To face dozens of them alone, kill several, and emerge merely injured herself… it was an impossible feat.
At that moment, the Grey-robed Elder from the Cloud Sword Sect roared, “Keep pressing! Don’t give Xuanji Holy Lord a moment to recover! Her energy must be severely depleted!” He scoffed, “I refuse to believe she can endure much longer!” The Ancient Chen Family Old Ancestor nodded, a cruel glint in his eye. “Precisely!” The Ancient Luo Family Old Ancestor fixed his gaze on Xuanji Holy Lord, a sneer twisting his lips. “Xuanji Holy Lord, who do you think can save you now? In the entire Eastern Wilds, perhaps only the Ji Family would even dare to try!”
From the shattered void, Xuanji Holy Lord slowly rose, her exquisite face still devoid of emotion. She extended her right hand, her voice calm yet resonant. “Ancient Desolate Forbidden Zone!” Boom! She was summoning the Ancient Desolate Forbidden Zone! A place Lu Xuan had already helped her refine and control!
Meanwhile, back on Azure Mystery Peak of the Grand Dao Sect, Lu Xuan’s brow furrowed slightly as he observed the Ancient Desolate Forbidden Zone surging forth. “Who dares harm my Baili?” he murmured, a casual question that held the weight of cosmic wrath.