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Chapter 126: Seeking an Opening
Chapter 126: Seeking an Opening
Across the vast plains, millions of Aetherophagous Beetles surged forward like a living storm, their deafening screeches shaking the skies with thunderous roars.
More critically, these beetles inherently neutralized the Ten-Thousand Spirit Banner’s power—its ability to convert foes into banner-bound spirits simply didn’t work on them.
“No souls?”
High above the battlefield, Lv Yang rested his body while channeling his Divine Consciousness to scan the chaos. “Only one of these beetles truly possesses a soul—the rest are soulless drones. That king-beetle in hiding is the only real prize.”
A flicker of regret crossed his face. He’d hoped to use the swarm to replenish his Ten-Thousand Spirit Banner, envisioning an army of millions to wield against enemies. That dream crumbled now unless he could locate the elusive insect monarch.
“Found its position yet?”
Before his words faded, Xu Xin’s voice arrived with a helpless sigh: “Sorry… These insects are kamikazes. They’re not returning anywhere, so we can’t trace them back to their source.”
Xu Xin had originally planned to implant tracking Qi into a beetle, hoping to follow it back to the hive. But with none surviving—and none bothering to retreat—the tactic failed.
The Dragonfang Taoist’s voice followed, laced with frustration: “The bloodlust is overwhelming. My sense of smell is useless here. We’ll struggle to pinpoint the enemy like this.”
Moments later, Bi Fei Yuan reported in:
“I’ve sensed something. Dao Court cultivators are observing us covertly. Their exact location remains unclear, but I’ve narrowed it to a general area tens of thousands of miles wide.”
A thread of Spiritual Awareness floated upward. Lv Yang’s Divine Consciousness swept over it, narrowing the search zone—but even this range felt too broad. He needed precision.
“Thankfully, the search area’s smaller now.”
With a decisive nod, Lv Yang retrieved the Eight Trigrams Compass Zhong Ming had given him. Channeling his power, he began calculating karmic links within the zone.
The results disappointed him. Even with Su Nu boosting his Foundation Building cultivation realm, the compass only reduced the range to ten thousand miles.
“Should I risk it?”
Lv Yang glanced at the Blood Sun Sword Core in his hand—a trump card containing a long-stored Supreme Divine Ability. With Su Nu’s full Foundation Building boost, the attack could scorch a five-thousand-mile radius… but only once. A wasted strike would create unpredictable variables.
As he hesitated, a sudden voice cut through:
“I’ve got it!”
Qin Tianhe.
The next second, a Spiritual Awareness surged to Lv Yang, instantly pinpointing the enemy within the ten-thousand-mile zone.
“Well done.”
The Blood Sun Sword Core hummed sharply, then shattered into fragments glowing like solar flares.
Earlier, at the Dao Court’s hidden base:
“Master Wang, I joined this Dao Contention War to battle demons, not waste time hiding!”
“Lady Yun, please stay calm,” Wang Jin Ting replied with a bitter smile, facing the furious woman before him. “These Devil Sects are cunning. They’ve sent a Foundation Building expert.”
“Impossible!” Yun Miaozhen snapped. “A Foundation Building cultivator wouldn’t stoop to compete at the Refining Qi level! They might possess hidden Status Ranks, but they’re definitely not Foundation Building!”
You stubborn sword-crazed fool! Wang cursed inwardly. While the Dao Court and Jade Pivot Sword Pavilion both claimed orthodoxy, the former viewed the latter as unhinged zealots. Dao Court disciples openly called Sword Pavilion members “sword-maddened fanatics.”
Not because they revered the sword path—but because they’d cut down anyone who defied their twisted “reason.” Even Primordial Sacred Sect’s scheming devil cultivators could be reasoned with through profit, but the Sword Pavilion’s fanatics followed only their own dogma. Cross them, and they’d draw blades first, ask questions never.
To Yun, a Foundation Building participant in this Refining Qi-tier war defied logic itself.
To Wang, though, facts overruled dogma. Even if Lv Yang wasn’t Foundation Building, annihilating Pure Land Buddhists proved he was effectively unstoppable.
Yun, however, stood firm.
As Sword Pavilion’s prodigy, she’d reached Refining Qi Perfection, mastered a Supreme Divine Ability, and teetered on Foundation Building’s edge. Their sect leader himself had praised her potential.
She joined this war to slay demons and forge an indomitable sword-heart—her final step to Foundation Building.
Her pride demanded action.
So long as the enemy wasn’t Foundation Building, she’d fight. Sword cultivators bend but never break. Even death wouldn’t stop her blade. How could she hide forever? That’d shatter her clarity of purpose!
Her eyes sharpened, a sliver of killing intent slicing toward Wang. Blocking her path meant obstructing her Dao. And to forge an invincible sword-heart, she’d cut down anyone—even allies. Parents, children, siblings… all karmic burdens to sever for a pure, enlightened blade.
“Lady Yun, let’s discuss this calmly,” Wang said hastily, sensing the icy aura. “I’m meeting a Pure Land cultivator shortly. They might know the demon’s secrets. Let’s hear their report first—then you may strike.”
Yun dipped her head, reining in her killing intent. “Fine.”
Relieved, Wang led her out. Soon, a bald figure emerged in the crowd.
Wang feigned sorrow: “My friend… we heard about Pure Land’s tragedy. Truly tragic—”
He expected grief, brokenness.
Instead, the survivor brightened, pointing and shouting:
“It’s him! That’s the one!”
Wang froze. Why this reaction—
“Danger!”
He recoiled, pulling out the [Omni-View Chart] to scan Qi fluctuations.
The moment he activated it, the map revealed nothing within five thousand miles—except one lone Qi signature: his.
He blinked, rubbing his eyes in disbelief.
Above, all Dao Court cultivators gazed skyward.
Beyond the infinite Cloud Sea, a second sun had risen.
(End of Chapter)
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