Green Leaf Seal

The falling moon is like a trace.

Thunderbolts as sharp as needles.

The moment the two tracks made contact, all the strange phenomena that had just occurred in the forest collapsed.

The vanished leader of the Demonic Sect cult has reappeared, and the Fallen Moon Mark has transformed into the shape of that sword.

The series of figures behind Chu Tianshu also disintegrated instantly, the lightning dimmed, revealing the shape of a sword.

The snow spread out in layers.

Trees within a ten-zhang radius showed waist-high cracks and were then knocked over by the shockwave.

Deep cracks also appeared on Shitou, making a clanging sound and trembling slightly.

Throughout the forest, the howls of fox spirits and the wailing of blades seemed to echo.

The Yanxia aura above the leader of the Demonic Sect was faintly visible.

One of the azure full moons, with its sharp, chilling edges, suddenly developed cracks, as if it had been struck heavily by something.

Blood gushed from the mouth of the Demonic Sect cult leader, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

Back then, the Flowing Cloud Manor Master only neutralized the power of that strike, rather than confronting it head-on.

Chu Tianshu's sword strike seemed to contain Divine Intent, yet it also seemed devoid of Divine Intent.

But at least, the Divine Intent intent within the sword does not dominate.

What he exuded was an immense, unyielding power that had sustained him for half his life.

But ironically, this power was able to directly damage the demonic nature represented by the sect's treasured sword.

In an instant, Sect Leader Qiu felt as if his internal organs had shifted, his injuries worsening, and the mournful sound kept echoing in his mind.

But Chu Tianshu's expression changed more noticeably.

He clearly caught the blow, but suddenly his figure retreated twice, flashing to a distance of more than ten feet.

He couldn't hold onto the Sanqi Divine Sword; with a flick of his wrist, it fell to his feet.

Snap!!

A gash appeared on the palm of his right hand, followed by the back of his hand, wrist, and forearm.

These wounds all opened from the inside out, like a baby's mouth.

That was the work of the Saber Intent.

The demonic Saber Intent actually corrupted some of the internal energy in his meridians, turning it into blade energy that injured himself.

If the Fifteenth Sword of the Death-Claiming Sword could symbolize death itself.

So this strike, after reaching its peak, symbolizes "injury".

Injuries are more frequent than deaths.

The dead no longer experience fear, but the wounded will remember the pain of having their skin cut open, their flesh severed, and their bones broken.

In the Mist and Rosy Clouds Realm Layer, there lie those emotions from the mundane world.

The fear of injury is probably greater than the fear of death.

If this sword technique were developed to its fullest potential, it would likely surpass even the Fifteen Death-Claiming Swords by a slight margin.

However, even the leader of the Demonic Sect clearly couldn't fully master this sword technique.

He relied on the knife in his hand.

That knife, made of unusual materials and forged with unique techniques, is closely connected to the spirit of swordsmanship nurtured within the Mist and Rosy Clouds Realm Layer.

But it is not only a vehicle, but also a constraint.

Those who possess this knife are more likely to glimpse the pinnacle of this swordsmanship.

But the person who wields this knife for too long is destined to never perfect this swordsmanship.

These thoughts flashed through Chu Tianshu's mind in a flash.

The leader of the Demonic Sect also saw the injury on his hand. The shock and fear in his heart suddenly faded, replaced by an overwhelming desire.

The blood that Chu Tianshu dripped onto the Shitou was exceptionally clear.

Even from this distance, the leader of the Demonic Sect could sense that the blood had none of the fishy smell of ordinary human blood; it possessed only a masculine and powerful aura.

If this kind of blood were used to nourish the sword...

Snap!!

The leader of the Demonic Sect seemed to have forgotten his injuries, his Saber Intent surging forth and coursing through his entire body. In the nick of time, he gave chase.

The knife flashed a blue arc in mid-air, dragging towards Chu Tianshu.

As they drew nearer, the glint of the blade suddenly changed.

The figure of the Demonic Sect cult leader became dim and ethereal, while the light of the sword grew even brighter.

Just like a dozen or so blue crescent moons, suspended in mid-air at the same time.

The size of the crescent moon varies slightly, as do its height and angle.

When this sword technique of the Demonic Sect was first created, it was called "Eight Linked Forms of the Ruyi Heavenly Demon".

The entire set of sword techniques is actually extremely complex. During the strike, one must adapt to the opponent's reactions and generate even more variations in the sword.

Inducement, blocking, reduction, exerting power, weakness, decisive blow.

Each step has precedents to follow, but in actual application, one has to fill in the content oneself, and the mental effort required is unparalleled in contemporary martial arts.

But when you reach near the peak of your skill, you simplify the complex process, and the entire process is condensed into a single glance at the enemy and the initial strike of drawing your sword.

Therefore, it is also known as "Divine Saber Slash".

The leader of the Demonic Sect was injured one after another and could no longer unleash the divine blade strike he once possessed; he could only demonstrate the process.

Chu Tianshu suddenly retreated.

Those dozen or so crescent moons, like shadows, surged forth in a single burst, their movements drastically changing and undulating as they drifted towards them.

Chu Tianshu couldn't even tell which crescent moon was farther away and which was closer.

The figure of the Demonic Sect Cult Leader was hidden behind these crescent moons, resembling a flickering, ethereal shadow.

The chilling atmosphere was far more unbearable than the icy, snow-covered mountain scenery; just one glance was enough to cause excruciating pain.

But Chu Tianshu's right hand was also flickering.

He changed three hand gestures in an instant: his fist surging with qi and blood, his sword finger guiding his internal energy, and his five fingers coming together to form a palm.

Suddenly, a bluish mist gushed from the wound, dispelling the Saber Intent, and the skin closed completely.

A bright blue internal energy appeared in his palm, resembling four leaves or a windmill.

Chu Tianshu paused, and with a palm strike of his left hand, he stirred up a wall of dust and smoke, which was instantly shredded by the crescent moons.

He seized the opportunity to strike with his right hand. Amidst a violent buzzing sound, the Four-Leaf Seal on his palm spun, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

Between the dozen or so crescent moons, there was a cool, interconnected atmosphere, but suddenly a strange change occurred.

The energy flow became chaotic, with crescent-shaped blade energies colliding with each other.

Chu Tianshu pulled, and more than a dozen crescent moons surged toward him.

They appear united and domineering, yet they have deviated from the agility of the Ruyi Heavenly Demon Saber Technique.

The leader of the Demonic Sect realized something was wrong.

Chu Tianshu chased him here, fought him with his ultimate moves, and was injured just now, so how come his strength doesn't seem to have diminished at all?

Sure enough, Chu Tianshu's hand, which had just pulled back, suddenly exerted force forward again.

Whoosh! Boom!

A tremendous palm force, carrying with it more than a dozen blade energies, pushed them back.

In the blink of an eye, trees were shattered and rocks crumbled.

A large cloud of dust rose up over an area of several dozen feet in radius.

The leader of the Demonic Sect acted first, severing his connection with the sword energy and leaping out of the smoke and dust, ready to retreat.

Buzz!!!

A Four-Leaf Seal, piercing through the smoke and dust, draws a graceful arc.

Caught off guard, the leader of the Demonic Sect managed to block the attack with his sword, but the mark struck the hilt of his precious blade.

That was a weak point in the blade that he was channeling his inner force into at that moment.

The blade trembled, and the light dissipated.

The signs of internal energy disorder further disturbed the internal meridians of the sect leader.

Chu Tianshu flew over, his right hand pointing downwards, and grabbed at the target.

His palm enveloped the Demonic Sect cult leader's hand and the hilt of his knife.

With a twist, his tiger's mouth returned to an upward position.

The scimitar tip pointed towards the ground, and the Demonic Sect cult leader's right arm twisted violently, his sleeve tearing like shredded silk.

"Ah!!"

The leader of the Demonic Sect, his eyes blazing with fury, suddenly slammed his left palm into his right shoulder joint, and his figure retreated rapidly.

This blow severed the cult leader's right arm at the shoulder.

He intends to use his severed arm to unleash the Blood-Transforming Demonic Saber once more.

No sooner had the right arm been severed than Chu Tianshu's left palm struck the back of the sect leader's left hand.

Thump!!

The powerful palm strike penetrated the cult leader's left hand, sealing the wound on his right shoulder.

It even seeped out from behind him, creating a ring of blue ripples.

Chu Tianshu's left hand flashed swiftly, a glint of blue light emanating from his fingertips, making a series of whooshing sounds.

He sealed the opponent's seven vital acupoints from head to waist.

The Demonic Sect leader trembled violently, his left hand still pressing against his right shoulder, before collapsing straight down.

"Why!"

He opened his eyes and looked at the sky, still unwilling to accept it, "Why were you able to influence my sword techniques?"

"And you were able to make that Green Leaf Seal hit the weakness in my blade perfectly? Did you learn the Divine Saber Slash before?"

Chu Tianshu, holding the severed arm, took a breath.

"Vertical and Horizontal Simple Seal, their spirits attract each other."

Not just my God and my breath, but also my breath and your God.

Chu Tianshu didn't explain it too clearly, but after saying eight words, he laughed again.

"You ran into the hills, not just to create an environment for a one-on-one fight, but it seems you also want to compete with me in endurance?"

Haha, you've got some ideas!

The leader of the Demonic Sect, realizing his grave mistake, sighed, "Why didn't you just kill me?"

Chu Tianshu did not answer this time.

After all, if we were to kill the Demonic Sect Cult Leader now, our Fortune Bar would probably be full immediately.

With only three days left, can they still defeat Flowing Cloud Manor Master?

So, let's keep the score low.

(End of this chapter)