Chapter 505: Sword Against Five Sages
Chapter 505: Sword Against Five Sages
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The two swordsman phantoms merged with Chen Huaian.
The drunkenness on Chen Huaian's body dissipated as he finally opened his eyes, two cold stars of light directly facing the five great demon sages as he declared clearly: "You cannot touch my Moon Shadow Sect disciples."
He had arrived in haste because after dual cultivation, his main body's cultivation had broken through under Li Qingran's spiritual energy irrigation, advancing from mid-Golden Core stage to late-Golden Core stage, forcing him to return to reality to stabilize his cultivation.
Fortunately, he had made it in the end.
The death of any disciple would have been unacceptable to him. He had long prepared himself for the possibility of failing to protect everyone, but if possible, he hoped that day would never come.
Somehow, Zhaole had already been sent back to the cliff of the main peak.
Two female cultivators from the original Lingxi Valley were feeding her medicine. Zhaole was now out of danger, her burning gaze fixed on the figure walking on air before the five great demon sages.
Their Sword Pavilion's founding ancestor had indeed come."I knew it... I knew the ancestor would come!"
Zhaole wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.
It was a pity the ancestor was obsessed with the sword path all his life and showed no interest in romantic affairs, otherwise she would have fought for the position of his Dao Companion no matter what.
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Chen Huaian looked down at the five demon sages, stepping slowly through the air as if walking on solid ground, each step causing ripples in the void beneath his feet.
He lacked the earth-shaking imposing manner of these demon sages.
Yet there was a subtle, heart-palpitating pressure about him. Like a sword pressed against one's throat, making people unconsciously hold their breath.
"Who are you?"
The Roc Sage's expression turned grave.
The first Great Ascension Stage human cultivator had finally appeared.
Its regenerative ability should have instantly restored its arm, yet a strange silver-white Sword Intent covered the wound, completely suppressing its flesh - every regrowth being sliced to pieces immediately.
Clearly,
this Great Ascension Stage sword cultivator was no ordinary opponent.
"This venerable one is Chen Huaian, founding ancestor of Sword Pavilion... though now, this venerable one is Moon Shadow Sect's ancestor, for Sword Pavilion is Moon Shadow Sect."
"So it's you!" The Mountain-Moving Sage's face darkened as he roared: "You're the one who stole our demon race's high-grade Spirit Vein?"
Chen Huaian's lips curved slightly: "High-grade Spirit Veins are born of heaven and earth, existing since ancient times. They are neither birthed nor nurtured by you, so how can they be yours? Since they don't belong to you, why shouldn't this venerable one take them?" Ꞧ𝓪ΝȎＢË𝒮
He didn't deny taking the Spirit Vein.
Because denial would be pointless anyway.
These demon sages would wage war against human cultivators regardless of the Spirit Vein, making crushing Moon Shadow Sect their primary target.
Having tasted success in their sweeping advance,
and with human cultivators currently weakened,
wasn't this the perfect opportunity for their demon race to take revenge and reclaim Cangyun?
"You're at least an honest man. Though your words are shameless, you're slightly better than those hypocrites." The Roc Sage had already probed Chen Huaian's cultivation - before the first Minor Heavenly Tribulation of the Great Ascension Stage.
While he and the four other demon sages were all first or second tribulation demon sages.
Dealing with a single sword cultivator at Great Ascension Stage should be easy as pie.
Thus, it no longer felt anxious, becoming composed instead.
"Enough talk."
Chen Huaian initiated the battle, fingers lightly brushing the Black Scales Sword's blade.
"Come fight this venerable one first!"
As his voice fell, the surrounding air seemed to solidify. The five demon sages faced Chen Huaian across the distance, intangible sword energy flowing between them, creating a suffocating atmosphere.
In the shadows of Cangbo Mountain Range,
Tu Shan Yue stared at the figure standing in midair, suddenly shocked.
"Is... is that him?"
She rubbed her eyes, trying to confirm she wasn't seeing things.
Yet the man remained there, looking exactly like the white-clothed swordsman in her memories.
Both shared the same appearance, both were sword cultivators.
Yet there were subtle differences.
This Sword Pavilion ancestor before her had weaker presence, having just entered Great Ascension.
And compared to the white-clothed swordsman, he carried more traces of worldly presence.
Unlike the white-clothed swordsman who most times seemed like an emotionless stone. On rare occasions showing emotional fluctuations, his face would display a madness she couldn't comprehend.
"What relation does this Sword Pavilion ancestor have with White Sword? Could he be... White Sword's incarnation?" Tu Shan Yue speculated silently, deciding to observe further before drawing conclusions.
Seeing the battle about to begin, she immediately sent a message to the five demon sages.
"This Sword Pavilion ancestor is still useful to me. Don't use your demon rings, don't injure him, preferably capture him alive!"
"What?!" The five demon sages exchanged bewildered looks.
Come on, don't do this!
This is a Great Ascension Stage battle.
Capturing alive is far more difficult than killing!
But since it was Tu Shan Yue's order, they could only comply.
The Mountain-Moving Sage prepared himself, planning to end things quickly. Slapping his chest, he roared: "A mere initial Great Ascension Stage sword cultivator dares block us five great demon sages?"
"Brothers, let's attack together!"
Their demon race had no rules against bullying the weak with numbers.
Efficiency came first!
Chen Huaian remained silent.
Facing the five charging demon sages, the Black Scales Sword left its sheath instantly.
"The Sword Pavilion towers majestic and steep, one man guards the pass, ten thousand cannot breach!"
His sword swept horizontally through the air, the move appearing ordinary yet containing profound mysteries. The sword stance extended endlessly, transforming into a sky-piercing sword curtain that seemed to split heaven and earth.
"Arrogant! You think this can stop me?"
The Manifestation Sage bellowed, bringing his axe down upon the sword curtain.
BOOM—! Heaven and earth trembled violently.
The sword curtain was split open with a huge gap.
The Manifestation Sage was also sent flying back a hundred steps by the recoil.
His axe-wielding hand trembled numbly, only to see the sword curtain had already repaired itself completely in an instant.
Refusing to accept this, he shouted "Again!"
But Chen Huaian had already soared skyward like a crane.
The Black Scales Sword twirled in his hand.
The silver-white sword curtain began moving like a raging dragon, encircling all five demon sages within its bounds.
"The flying waterfall plunges three thousand feet!"
The Black Scales Sword seemed sentient in his grasp. With one swing, invisible sword energy crisscrossed wildly.
"Like the Silver River pouring from heaven!"
Sword Form Eleven: Falling Star River.
This sword descended from the heavens, enveloping the space above, its light transforming endlessly as sword energy poured down like a starry river, splitting into countless sword shadows that surrounded the five great demon sages completely.
The Roc Sage's eyes shone golden.
Instantly locating Chen Huaian's true body hidden among the myriad sword shadows. Its wings suddenly spread wide, feathers shooting out like countless blades that sliced through the void towards Chen Huaian's true form.
Yet...
"Ten steps to kill one man, a thousand miles leaving no trace!"
As celestial words fell,
a radius of ten thousand li was enveloped in blood-red.
Above the vault of heaven, not only was there a falling star river, but also countless swordsman phantoms.
Some sat, some reclined, some drank wine, some danced with swords.
Each with different postures, yet every one seemed like the true body.
"This... how is this possible?!"
The Roc Sage rubbed its eyes.
About to look again,
when suddenly two cold stars flashed before its eyes.
Followed by sharp pain— "Pfft!" twice.
Its eyeballs had been punctured by sword energy from who-knows-where.
Seeing this, the Mountain-Moving Sage roared furiously, palms pressed together as an illusory mountain materialized out of thin air, bearing down upon the myriad phantoms. The gigantic mountain blotted out the sky, majestic and imposing, carrying overwhelming pressure.
Then all the celestial swordsman phantoms simultaneously swung their swords.
Ethereal immortal voices intoned:
"The bright moon rises over Heavenly Mountain, amidst vast seas of clouds!"
A blood moon emerged from the ground.
Moonlight shone upon Western Mountain.
Under the moonlight, the Mountain-Moving Sage's divine ability crumbled inch by inch, the giant mountain disintegrating into debris.
Next, the Black Wind Sage and Venomous Foe Sage also attacked.
Yet Sword Pavilion's founding ancestor countered every move.
No matter what divine abilities they used, the ancestor always had sword techniques to skillfully respond. Back and forth they went—though five against one, though their strength surpassed the ancestor's, they failed to completely suppress him.
What astonished them most was
the unfathomable depth of the Sword Pavilion ancestor's True Essence.
After employing so many sword techniques, he showed no signs of exhaustion.
Demons naturally surpassed human cultivators in endurance battles,
with their formidable physical strength.
But now it seemed... this Sword Pavilion ancestor was more demon-like than them!
The prolonged battle only increased their shock and confusion.
Though, due to Tu Shan Yue's orders, they had indeed held back significantly to avoid killing him outright, that shouldn't prevent them from suppressing him!
"What a bunch of trash!"
Tu Shan Yue nearly fainted seeing the five great demon sages being toyed with by a single Sword Pavilion ancestor.
"In the end, I'll have to do it myself!"
It wasn't that she couldn't intervene.
But once she made a move, those old monsters from the Void Abyss would no longer sit idle.
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