Spirit-Siphoning Blade
Several days later, disciples from various sects gathered outside the Heaven-Forging Stronghold Dock, fully prepared for departure.
Bai Qiuran and the others followed instructions and stopped waiting for Yue Qianlian, who had not yet appeared, and prepared to go straight to the location where they intercepted the Ancient City.
However, just as everyone was preparing to leave, Yue Qianlian appeared.
He looked exhausted, his clothes were wrinkled, and there were even some burn marks on his face. He didn't look like a cultivator at all.
He approached Huangfu Feng, holding something wrapped in a white cloth in his hands.
"Brother Huangfu, this is for you."
He lifted the white cloth, revealing a precious sword that gleamed with a cold light. The blade was jet black, simple and unadorned, with only a green gemstone inlaid on the back of the hilt.
Huangfu Feng recognized the gemstone inlaid on the hilt of the sword and exclaimed, "Soul-Collecting Stone? Xiao Yuezi, what is this...?"
"I know I am powerless to save my elder brother. This sword is called Spirit-Siphoning Blade. I forged it in the Heaven and Earth Furnace using Demon Dragon Bone and Soul-Collecting Stone. It can absorb the Souls of cultivators it has slain."
Yue Qianlian held the knife with both hands and presented it forward.
"Brother Huangfu, this knife is my reward to you. Please use it to help me kill my elder brother!"
He lowered his head, concealing his intense pain, and handed the precious sword to Huangfu Feng.
"I see."
Huangfu Feng remained silent for a moment, then took the precious sword and hung it behind him.
"I will use it to avenge Da Yuezi."
Inside the Ancient City, Yue Qianren looked with satisfaction at the dense cluster of lights on the map near Qingzhou.
The activation Formation, created by combining the Formation within the Ancient City that can generate small spaces and Vortex of Spirit Qi, is the Key to unlocking the Wisdom Immortal Cave Abode.
This was also a method left behind by the Earth Immortal on the eve of the Holy Dynasty's downfall.
"In this way, even if the plan for the Holy Dynasty's resurgence fails, we are not without the possibility of making an Eastern Mountain."
He muttered to himself, "Next, it's the end..."
He rose from his Throne inside the palace, his gaze piercing through the darkness to the square outside.
The square was densely packed with monsters, their bodies pitch black and covered in white Runes. These were the people the Ancient City had captured over the past few days using the Bell Chime; anyone whose strength was below the Spirit Severing Stage had been transformed into one of these monsters.
During the Holy Dynasty at that time, they were called Yellow Turban Strongmen. In order to cover their terrifying appearance, the Holy Dynasty covered these monster legions with yellow turbans, hence their name.
They must be transformed with specific Earth Immortal Essence to take shape, and their maximum strength can only reach the Nascent Soul stage. In order to transform them, "Yue Qianren" has been collecting "materials" since he was awakened at https://m. hetushu. com. com, and now he has even exhausted the Immortal Essence left by the last emperor of the Holy Dynasty to create such a large army.
He had believed that such a large army should be invincible and sweep across the land in this era, and based on what he learned from the memories of the body's former owner, it seemed that this was indeed the case.
But there was one person who made him uncertain of victory.
"The Qingming Sword Ancestor... How could there be such a freak in this Mortal World?"
He gazed at the Void beyond the Ancient City and murmured, "So be it. The aftermath is over anyway. Let me see just how powerful you are, and whether you can catch me."
Although he was prepared, he was still confident. The spatial teleportation of the Ancient City and his own Arts for entering another dimension were his greatest trump cards. As long as he hid in the other dimension, even if that person from the future generation really possessed the terrifying power to shatter space, he would have difficulty finding his correct location in the vast space.
Under Yue Qianren's control, the Ancient City slowly Mobile from the Void to the designated location, near the ruins of the Upper Ling Kingdom Ancient Imperial Capital Qingzhou. A thick fog suddenly appeared, and then, like Mirage, the image of the Ancient City gradually emerged from the fog, turning from illusory to real, pressing down on the ground and causing a tremor.
Upon landing, "Yue Qianren" in the Ancient City immediately activated the city's Formation, because he knew that even if the other party did not understand the Formation he was using, they had probably already deduced his final destination by observing the Mobile of the Ancient City over the past few days.
Sure enough, just as the main hall of the Ancient City, under his control, shot a beam of light into the sky and activated the entire Formation, countless auras of Cultivators of varying strengths suddenly appeared from all directions.
At the same time, strong flows of True Essence appeared from all directions. Driven by this True Essence energy, a huge and complex Formation appeared in the sky, fell to the ground, connected with the earth veins underground, sealed off the surrounding space, and completely locked the location of the Ancient City in this place.
"Damn it, His Majesty specifically ordered the disposal of all spatial Arts in the world before we left."
Yue Qianren gritted his teeth.
"Did these people in later generations figure it out on their own so quickly?"
The original plan was instantly disrupted. Yue Qianren felt his face burning. He immediately manipulated the Ancient City's defense mechanism. Inside the Ancient City, the large bell placed in the square in front of the palace swayed on its own, emitting a huge bell sound that carried a mental attack. At the same time, the Yellow Turban Strongmen in the city also immediately flew up and attacked from all directions where the aura came from.
After doing all this, he got up and manipulated the last remaining immortal essence of the Earth Immortal in the ancient city to form a black membrane that wrapped around his body, and then blended into the ranks of the Yellow Turban Warriors.
Yue Qianren was the first to follow the group eastward, but suddenly a cloud on the eastern horizon transformed into more than a thousand Cultivators, who stood densely packed on the Cloud Top and jointly unleashed a deadly formation.
Before the Killing Array in the Cloud Top, two more figures stood. One of them held a large brush made of jade, splashing ink and painting in the clouds. Using the sky as a canvas, he painted countless soaring dragons, colorful phoenixes, unicorns, and giant tigers. These Strange Beasts materialized and slaughtered large numbers of Yellow Turban Strongmen.
Meanwhile, the other person kept making hand seals, unleashing Magic Incantation that even Yue Qianren had never seen before. Under his control, the atmosphere of Heaven and Earth and earth began to gather here, transforming into endless flames, gales, and Thunder, blocking the path of the Yellow Turban Strongmen.
The two combined their Killing Array and successfully stopped a large number of Yellow Turban Strongmen at this point.
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Yue Qianren, feeling the urge to retreat, took advantage of the chaos of battle when no one was paying attention and quietly left the battlefield, flying south.
In the south, a force no less formidable than that in the east awaited him. In mid-air, countless soldiers in black armor stood on the Cloud Top, with a group of Arhats shrouded in golden light beside them. The two armies coordinated seamlessly, and their battle formation, like a millstone, mercilessly crushed the Yellow Turban Strongmen's charge.
Before the battle, a black-armored general and a flat-headed Zen master were crushing the Yellow Turban Strongmen.
Like the previous two, these two were also at the Body Integration Stage. The black-armored general wielded his Guan Dao with lightning speed, creating a dense net of blades, while the flat-headed Zen master fought with his hands empty, becoming more and more courageous as the battle raged on. In the heat of the battle, he let out a roar, his body swelled up, and he transformed into a tall, wrathful Mingwang.
Seeing the two men's extraordinary bravery, "Yue Qianren" retreated again and quietly changed direction.