Suddenly, the Golden Sword Rang Within Its Case
"It really is this sword----"
Among the many "extraordinary people" in the distance, countless others expressed similar sentiments at this moment.
As the clouds above the sky dissipated, they were cleaved open by the invisible sword intent that surged forth in an instant, briefly revealing a patch of exceptionally clear night sky, from which the light of stars and moon quietly shone down.
In just a few breaths, the dazzling sword shadow dissipated, leaving only the boundless crimson "Scar of the Sky" in the distance, which remained unmoved and blocked the way. No matter how the brilliant golden mark One Slash past, it could not cross the line even half a step.
On the contrary, the Buddha statue with a thousand hands and a thousand eyes not far away finally showed a clear sign of stagnation for the first time, and even the thousand arms dancing behind it couldn't help but pause.
Those hundreds of "Dharma Eyes," which contained countless demonic qualities, had already covered the world like a net. But now, before this pure and unfathomable golden light, they were unknowingly One Slash, and drops of black blood seeped out from them!
Beneath the silent wailing, the lingering resentment and fear in those pupils, and all the evil roots, were quickly replaced by a deeper color, even showing faint signs of genuine collapse and dissipation.
"An ancient, renowned sword—who would have thought my calamity would lie here—"
The "Buddha" closed his eyes in a low voice, clearly indicating that what he had seen had caused some damage.
The sword box in Yan Chixia's arm trembled violently, as if it contained a proud dragon about to break free from its restraints and soar into the heavens!
At this moment, the bearded swordsman's face had turned pale. Such a method of sacrificing the sword with the blood of a strong man was obviously extremely taxing, but his eyes were frighteningly bright, filled with an indomitable determination.
As blood splattered, an ancient, golden longsword began to gradually reveal itself from its increasingly cracked and fragmented scabbard.
"Now that the Buddha's blood has been spilled, this sword is already ominous. Why force it to be born again? It should be offered prayers and worship according to scriptures, and then accumulate merit after hundreds of thousands of kalpas!"
Clearly sensing the threat, rolling thunder echoed, accompanied by an even more intense burst of light from the golden body. Hundreds of eerie eyes, flowing with blood tears, were all closed, and each hand formed a mudra!
A thousand arms move in unison!
This time it was no longer a mere illusion, but rather an endless flow of golden light, which manifested as the Liberation Wheel, the Kong Bell, the Vajra Pestle, and all sorts of Dharma implements such as the Sun and Moon Essence Mani, the Precious Bow, the Precious Arrow, the Precious Pearl, the Willow Branch, the White Whisk, and the Precious Vase. All of these took form from the void and transformed into thousands of weapons that seemed to be real, moving with the arm and arriving in droves!
It then slammed down on Yan Chixia, who was lying on the ground!
Clearly realizing that the "Thousand-Eyed Divine Light" was ineffective, the old demon launched a direct attack with his imposing golden body, which looked as if a mountain had collapsed!
"Fellow Daoist Yan! Retreat immediately!"
The White Cloud Monk looked anxious and shouted!
Seeing that he had also pulled out a relic from somewhere, crushed it on the spot, and then slapped his chest hard, spitting out a mouthful of Golden Blood, which transformed into a bright swastika seal that was tens of acres wide behind him. It spun up and shot out towards the face of the Buddha statue in mid-air!
In an instant, the old monk's body was enveloped in surging Buddhist light, clearly indicating that he was risking his life.
In terms of cultivation, he was the most proficient among them, and he had a great karmic connection with this wicked person who stole the name of Buddha!
At this moment, seeing that Yan Chixia's arms were already a bloody mess and his body was covered in wounds, and that he didn't know how much energy he still had, the old monk naturally had no choice but to step in!
However, Yan Chixia showed no intention of retreating!
With a mere grin, the swordsman, whose entire body was bathed in golden light and whose face was bleeding, still clung tightly to the restless, dilapidated sword box!
Before the divine blade was even fully drawn, he grabbed the sword case as if it were a peerless treasure and swung it down with all his might!
"Kill!"
In that instant, the golden light that had been slowly receding from the box seemed to be stimulated, suddenly bursting forth and condensing again, transforming into a sword shadow that spanned the heavens and earth and was as solid as a physical object!
"Zheng--!"
The second sword cry followed, even clearer and more resonant!
The sword case, unable to bear the weight any longer, shattered completely!
As the indescribable golden sword light, its brilliance, power, and sharpness, was fully revealed to the four corners of the world!
One side of the sword is engraved with the sun, moon, and stars, while the other side is engraved with mountains, rivers, plants, and trees. One side of the hilt is inscribed with the techniques of farming and animal husbandry, while the other side is inscribed with the strategy for unifying the four seas!
Its name is Xuan-Yuan Sword!
As if by coincidence, the sword hilt landed precisely in the hands of this fearless swordsman, who then slashed down from the sky!
The golden sword shadow swept across like Changhe, surging upwards and suddenly meeting the countless golden magical artifacts!
No one can resist!
The sword energy swept out, accompanied by various magical artifacts attempting to clash with it head-on, but they broke apart in the instant of contact, the break as smooth as a mirror!
That magical torrent, which seemed capable of easily crushing mountains and rivers, was actually split in two by this incredibly condensed sword light, forcefully carving out a sharp path!
"No!"
Startled by the thunder, a series of teeth-grinding cracking sounds rang out.
His face had just been struck by the White Cloud Monk's seal, and the radiance of his Buddha light shattered instantly. Even the lotus platform beneath him trembled, and he had already lost some of his initiative!
Only now did its sharpness become apparent. Dozens of arms, the foremost ones, extended from the golden body of the "Buddha statue," but it was too late to dodge. Along with the hand seals and various magical artifacts formed on them, they were instantly stained with blood and flew away like porcelain the moment the sword shadow swept past!
The golden arms landed like massive boulders falling from the sky, their impact no less powerful than the collapse of the main hall earlier!
However, the blood flowing from beneath the golden body was a large patch of black, foul-smelling blood. Between the severed arm and wounds, writhing "living flesh" was struggling frantically, like a large worm with severed legs!
The dozens of golden arms crumbled at the slightest touch, and even the voice of this "Buddha statue" subtly changed.
"Your sins are grave today, having shed the blood of the Buddha. Why not lay down your butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot, thus avoiding the Avici Sea of Suffering?"
"Buddha? What kind of Buddha are you? You dare to call yourself Buddha just because you've smeared a layer of gold on your skin? Back when I was a judge, I saw a corrupt official whose golden Buddha statue was made of solid gold! It was far more authentic than this empty shell of a demon like you!"
Panting heavily, Yan Chixia was barely able to stand after just one sword strike. Covered in blood, he still cursed loudly!
He could no longer hold onto the Xuan-Yuan Sword in his hand, and it immediately floated in the air and stopped in front of him.
The White Cloud Monk and Xiahou rushed over, one on each side, supporting the badly injured bearded man and stuffing pills into his mouth!
Xiahou gritted his teeth and suddenly reached out to grab the golden ancient sword in front of him!
The result was only a few bloody welts on his palms, which were suddenly repelled by an invisible sword aura!
Seeing this, he was almost driven to madness and could only shout at the top of his lungs.
"Child Zhi Qiu! Hurry up!"
Behind him, Zhiqiu Yiye's face turned even redder, wisps of white steam rose from his head, and the Divination Plate he was frantically spinning in his hands was almost crushed!
Hearing the urging, the Kunlun disciple bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood onto the Divination Plate!
"Heaven and earth are boundless, and the universe borrows their power!!!"
With his body as the main focus, the talismans that had been wrapped under his inner armor suddenly lit up and quickly connected to form a small magic array according to the effect of the Divination Plate!
The Qi swirls rapidly, drawing upon the Qi meridians within Zhiqiu Yiye's body, along with the Yuan Qi from the several suitable magical artifacts she had previously retrieved, and even the remaining Spiritual Energy scattered around, all of which flow into Yan Chixia's body through the Talisman connections on his body!
Having abundant vital energy but lacking sufficient cultivation to utilize it, the young Kunlun disciples had no choice but to resort to such methods to lend a helping hand.
It's all or nothing!