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Chapter 181: Breaking the Seal of the Fierce Demon, Seeking the Sword Sovereign
Chapter 181: Breaking the Seal of the Fierce Demon, Seeking the Sword Sovereign
The instant Ji Xiaoyu gripped the axe handle, she felt the weight of the Axe of Severing Heaven. This weight struck deep into her soul, inspiring a sense of reverence.
The reason for this was Gu An's meddlesome spiritual power.
Realizing that she couldn't possibly lift the axe, she immediately channeled the power of the Primal Dao Seal.
This was the result of her cultivation in the Seven Star Spirit Realm. Previously, she could only stimulate a faint trace of the Primal Dao Seal's power, but now she could freely control it.
As the power of the Primal Dao Seal flowed into her bones and veins, her aura changed abruptly.
Zuo Yijian looked at her in surprise, and the other grand cultivators nearby were also stirred, their gazes focusing on her.
Gu An silently took a step back to avoid attracting unnecessary attention.
Even with the boost from the Primal Dao Seal, Ji Xiaoyu couldn't hope to pull up the axe.
Before the Seven Star Spirit Realm was destroyed, no one could possibly lift the Axe of Severing Heaven!
After a while, Ji Xiaoyu released her grip. Although she had failed, throughout the process, she hadn't shown the same level of strain as Xuantian Yi. Even with the aid of the Primal Dao Seal, her posture remained calm, as if she hadn't exerted any effort at all.
No one was surprised by her failure, but they were curious about the aura she had exuded earlier.
She turned and walked up to Gu An, whispering, "As expected, I failed. Do you want to give it a try?"
Gu An shook his head. "If even you couldn't do it, there's no need for me to embarrass myself with my inferior cultivation."
"Perhaps this trial isn't testing our cultivation but some unique quality," Ji Xiaoyu speculated.
Gu An felt helpless but wasn't surprised that she had guessed correctly again.
To avoid any suspicion, Gu An still stepped forward and grasped the axe. He even gripped it with both hands and tried to lift it several times, his face reddening from the effort.
Zuo Yijian smiled and said, "Nephew Gu, don't be discouraged. As long as the Axe of Severing Heaven remains here, you still have a chance. Keep cultivating diligently."
Gu An quickly raised his hand in a salute to Zuo Yijian before leaving.
Zuo Yijian then picked up the Investiture of the Gods and continued to relish its contents.
After leaving the Supplementary Heaven Platform, Ji Xiaoyu and Gu An parted ways. Instead of returning to the valley, Gu An wandered around the city to clear his mind.
The world was still in chaos, but the outer city seemed unaffected, remaining lively and bustling thanks to the protection of the Sword Sovereign Fudao.
An hour later, Gu An finally left the outer city and once again disguised himself as Qing Xia, the gallant hero.
...
Winter faded into spring, and another summer arrived.
The death of the Demon Master hadn't changed the course of the world. The Great Demon Calamity continued unabated, with powerful Demon Kings appearing one after another, while the Demon Emperor and the Ancestral Demon remained elusive.
Gu An's days became busy. In addition to gathering flowers and herbs, he also had to descend the mountain to slay demons and eliminate evil. Although he was occupied, his lifespan was increasing rapidly.
On this day, after finishing off the demons in a town, Gu An came to a small river in the mountains to wash the demon blood off his sword blade.
Suddenly, he sensed something and looked into the distance.
At the edge of the Northern Sea Mountains, a group of cultivators was engaged in a fierce battle.
Su Han wielded a bone sword and fought against Wu Jue. The two clashed in the sky above the forest, and in the distance, the silhouettes of Jiu You and thirteen fierce demons could be seen battling against grand cultivators from the Zhou family.
Su Han brandished his sword swiftly, his killing intent surging to the heavens. His brows were furrowed in concentration.
Why was it so difficult to deal with an opponent who was merely at the first layer of the Nascent Soul realm?
Su Han now possessed the cultivation of the Transformation God realm. With the Hate-Heaven God Sword and the Reverse Life Godly Art, he was confident that he wouldn't feel pressured even when facing any cultivator at the same realm.
But this time was different!
He actually couldn't defeat this low-realm cultivator in a short time!
Wu Jue's fists were like the wind. Each punch he threw was like the sun at noon, unstoppable and overwhelming. The force of his blows was tyrannical, even causing Su Han to be unable to block directly.
Unlike Su Han's surprise, Wu Jue was thrilled and even let out a battle cry.
In the distance, Zhou Yu, who was observing the battle, wore a satisfied expression. With his cultivation at the ninth layer of the Merged Realm, he alone restrained six of the thirteen fierce demons of Jiu You.
The Zhou family excelled in refining their bodies and using their flesh as weapons. Zhou Yu held a knife in one hand, his black robe fluttering as he executed each move with grand, sweeping motions, exuding an aura of splitting mountains and severing rivers.
"Calm the mind with the Dan medicine, control the spirit with qi, the body is the soldier, and the soldier creates the momentum!"
Zhou Yu's voice suddenly rang out, like rolling thunder.
Upon hearing this, Wu Jue closed his eyes, and his fists slowed down, but the oppressive feeling they gave Su Han intensified.
Su Han dodged the fist wind and landed in front of a tree. He swung his sword swiftly, sending out countless black sword auras that raged violently, sweeping up countless fallen leaves in an attempt to bury Wu Jue.
Wu Jue hung in the air, his right leg lifted. A storm of fierce leg winds suddenly appeared, and countless leg shadows clashed with Su Han's sword aura.
Boom—
The force of the collision spread out, and Wu Jue was knocked back, flipping once in the air before landing steadily on a cliff.
Su Han raised his sword to block, not retreating, but his eyes widened in surprise. He couldn't help but ask, "Leg of the Gusting Wind, who taught you that?"
Wu Jue opened his eyes and looked at him, saying, "It's not the Leg of the Gusting Wind. This is the Leg of the Furious Wind and Fierce Shadow, passed down to me by my brother."
"Who is your brother?" Su Han asked.
Wu Jue recalled that Su Han was from the Tai Xuan Sect and said, "My brother, Gu An. Do you know him?"
Upon hearing this, Su Han's expression changed slightly, and the sword in his hand lowered unconsciously.
Wu Jue noticed this and realized that Su Han might have some connection with Gu An. He said in a deep voice, "No matter what your relationship is with Gu An, from now on, don't even think about touching him, or I will definitely not let you off!"
Hearing Wu Jue's words, Su Han didn't get angry. The days in the Xuan Valley and the Third Medicine Valley were the most memorable times in his life. Even though Gu An had once advised him to give up his cultivation, he didn't hold any grudges because he knew that his master had his best interests at heart. He just couldn't let go of his hatred and didn't trust the Tai Xuan Sect.
In the dim underground palace, flickering firelight danced upon the stone walls. Towering stone pillars lined the sides of the grand hall, and a small red-scaled snake slithered swiftly, making its way to the steps before the throne. It reared up, its beady eyes fixed on the hulking figure lounging upon the stone chair at the top of the stairs.
"Your Majesty, the King of the Underworld has invaded the Tian Wei Empire, and it won't be long before the Great Ginger Empire falls as well!" The little snake spoke in a seductive, feminine voice.
The massive figure on the throne was none other than the Demon Emperor, clad in a loose purple robe, with a pelt of some exotic beast draped over his shoulders. A chain with a string of skulls hung around his neck, and his face, though human-like, bore bright red hair along the cheeks. His eyes were sharp like an eagle's, and his thick black hair was adorned with two pointed horns.
Lounging in the chair, he resembled a small mountain, his very presence exuding an aura of immense power.
The Demon Emperor looked down at the red-scaled snake, his eyes narrowed. "Can the Demon Ancestor be released from his seal?" he asked slowly.
"Not yet," the snake replied. "His demands have been increasing lately. He's even consumed the very beasts that were guarding him..."
The Demon Emperor furrowed his brows, deep in thought.
"Your Majesty," the snake continued, "I believe that with your strength, we can crush the Three Empires without relying on the Demon Ancestor. As long as you can kill the Fudao Sword Sovereign, the others like Xuantian Yi, the Daoist, and the Immortal won't pose much of a threat. The Demon Ancestor is too unpredictable, and I can't shake the feeling that..."
"That he is a calamity unto himself?" The Demon Emperor finished the sentence.
"Indeed, Your Majesty," the snake hissed, its eyes fixed on the emperor. "I believe the Demon Ancestor poses as much of a threat as he does a benefit."
"Whether he is a benefit or a calamity will be determined once he is unsealed," the Demon Emperor said, his expression unreadable.
The little snake, seeming to have thought of something, asked, "Are you planning to send him to battle against humanity first?"
The Demon Emperor did not answer the question directly. Instead, he asked, "Have you discovered who has been aiding the Demon Kings in their breakthroughs?"
"No, Your Majesty," the snake replied. "Those Demon Kings refuse to speak, and as you know, they each have their own hidden agendas. However, I have discovered something else."
"What is it?"
"The Fierce Demon, sealed away for fifty thousand years, is about to break free."
At this news, the Demon Emperor straightened up, his eyes narrowing. "Are you certain?"
"The demonic aura rising from the depths is growing stronger," the snake answered. "It's highly likely to be true, but we have been unable to pinpoint the exact location of the Fierce Demon's seal."
The Demon Emperor smiled coldly, as if a thought had occurred to him. "The Demon Ancestor's resurrection, the breaking of the Fierce Demon's seal... these coincidences are too convenient to be mere happenstance. It's a pity that the Demon Master died too soon; otherwise, we could have extracted more information from him."
"Indeed, his death was unfortunate," the snake said. "No one avenged him, and it seems his so-called master was merely using him as a pawn."
The snake fell silent, seemingly uninterested in continuing the topic.
"Go to the Tai Xuan Gate and find a way to deliver a message to the Fudao Sword Sovereign," the Demon Emperor commanded.
At this, the little snake trembled, its body coiling nervously. "Your Majesty, I..."
"Yes?" The Demon Emperor interrupted, rising from his throne, an oppressive aura emanating from him.
The little snake lowered its head, bowing before the emperor in submission.
...
As dusk fell, Gu An arrived at the Third Medicine Valley via a teleportation formation. His expression was somewhat somber, as the events of the day had once again challenged his understanding of human nature, leaving him in a foul mood.
Since the outbreak of the Great Demon Calamity, his disdain for certain individuals had begun to surpass his hatred for the demons.
While the battle between humans and demons was a matter of racial survival, the treachery and cruelty displayed by some humans toward their own kind during times of crisis were even more detestable.
Gu An made his way toward his pavilion, where someone was already waiting for him.
(To be continued...)
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