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Chapter 61: "Knock!"
Chapter 61: "Knock!"
After completely taking over the sect, the Sword Bone naturally became his as well. This was a valuable item, as merely touching it would enhance one's comprehension of the sword techniques they had learned.
Although it was of no use to him at the moment, it held a fatal attraction for Sword Cultivators. In the future, when his strength increased, he could use it to trade for items more suitable for Artificers.
Aside from the Sword Bone, there were also two Spirit Artifacts left for him.
Originally, there were many Spirit Artifacts in the Mock Heaven Sect, and each of the seven gates had one. However, as time passed, many of the Spirit Artifacts gradually lost their spirituality and returned to being mundane objects.
Only the Spirit Artifacts of the first gate, Sever Worldly Ties, and the fourth gate, Sword Pavilion, remained alive.
These two Spirit Artifacts had fallen back into slumber, indicating that the recent trials had taken a toll on them. To quickly restore them, all he needed to do was provide some Spirit Stones.
His choice, however, was to let them sleep a little longer.
"Damn it, everything requires money."
He decided to deal with his current matters first, and then he would use some Spirit Stones to awaken the Spirit Artifact of the fourth gate and inquire about the sudden demise of the Mock Heaven Sect, as well as some ancient matters. As the Spirit Artifact of the fourth gate, it should know more than the one in the first gate.
He had originally hoped that since there were rewards for completing the trials, there might still be some treasures within the sect.
But to his disappointment, the sect was completely empty, and the rewards were not from the sect but were given directly by the Heavenly Dao as a reward for completing the trials. The Mock Heaven Sect was now truly an empty shell.
About half a cup of tea's time after Chen Qiu successfully took over as the sect leader, all the cultivators in the mini-world suddenly felt an intense sense of rejection, enveloping them. Accompanying this was a faint and hoarse voice from the distant sky, causing many to look towards the depths of the sect with mixed feelings.
Someone had passed the seventh gate.
No one knew what the reward for passing the seventh gate was, nor who could pass it so quickly.
They didn't have much time to ponder.
A dizzying sensation of the heavens spinning and the earth turning swept over them, and when they regained their vision, they found themselves back at the original entrance to the Mystic Realm by the small stream in Fufeng City. The white vortex was nowhere to be seen.
Almost immediately, everyone looked up at the sky.
The sky had been clear before entering the Mystic Realm, but now, after such a short time, it had turned dark again, just like the previous days, with dark clouds pressing down. Moreover, it seemed lower than before, giving the impression that the sky might collapse at any moment.
The thick, oppressive dark clouds seemed ready to crash down at any moment.
They exchanged glances, and without hesitation, each activated their Body Techniques or rode their swords, scattering in different directions. However, within a few breaths, three groups of cultivators returned, rushing back towards Fufeng City with terrified expressions.
Among them, Zhao Yishi, who had a higher vantage point, didn't hesitate for a moment after leaving the mini-world. With his large frame, he sprinted towards Fufeng City, creating a striking contrast between his speed and size.
After meeting with Fat Dragon, Chen Qiu didn't dare delay. He quickly attached talismans to their bodies and ran towards Fufeng City.
"I need to learn a Body Technique and how to fly with a sword," he muttered, glancing back at the towering dark clouds filled with demonic aura.
When the tide recedes, only then will it be clear who was swimming naked.
Until now, he didn't realize that even with Light Breeze Talismans attached to his body, he was still among the slowest. The surrounding cultivators seemed ordinary, but it was evident that each had diligently trained their Body Techniques.
Their speed was truly impressive.
When venturing into the world, one must first master a sect's Body Technique to perfection, only then can one have the confidence to roam.
At the Foundation Establishment Stage, the speed of Body Techniques far surpasses Sword Riding, but it can only be maintained for a short time and consumes a significant amount of Spirit Energy. Typically, it's not used for traveling but rather in combat situations.
Of course, in a life-or-death situation like this, no one would worry about Spirit Energy consumption.
Chen Qiu could even smell the pungent stench of the countless Demons roaring behind him. The dense Demonic Aura had formed substantial dark clouds, and within this beast tide, there were undoubtedly high-level Demons with Spiritual Awareness leading the charge!
First, we must escape to Fufeng City!
As long as they reunite with the scholar, this beast tide shouldn't be able to stop them.
Fufeng City was already on high alert, with not a soul entering or exiting. Every gate was tightly shut, leaving only small side doors open for those fleeing to take refuge.
"Huff!"
Chen Qiu, mixed in with the crowd, rushed through the city gates, finally letting out a sigh of relief. As he crossed the threshold, he turned to take a closer look. Behind him, tens of thousands of Demons with indiscernible features roared in unison, charging towards Fufeng City through the dust beneath the dark clouds!
They seemed determined to smash through the city walls with their heads.
Unbeknownst to them, the walls of Fufeng City had already activated countless Formation Patterns, flashing continuously. Even the ordinary blue brick main road now had countless white lines composed of Spirit Energy, glowing brightly.
The City Defense Array was activated!
Although Fufeng City was a mortal city, as one of Great Xia's main cities, it naturally had some defensive measures, especially since it was located in a remote corner of Great Xia's territory. It was rumored that Demons had attacked the city a few years ago.
They had experience dealing with such situations.
This wasn't the first time.
However, the moment they entered the city, a bearded man who had been waiting nearby pulled them into an alley. Seeing that Chen Qiu and the scholar had finally arrived, the scholar, sitting cross-legged on the ground, breathed a sigh of relief. With a single hand, he formed sword incantations, his face filled with anxiety as he spoke urgently.
"You've finally made it into the city. We don't have time to waste, let's get out of here!"
"Something big has happened!"
"Someone intends to sacrifice the entire city of Fufeng, with its million lives, to the heavens!"
After speaking, he knocked on the ground as he usually did, his face serious and voice urgent. "Knock!"
But this time.
The green sword in the scholar's sleeve did not transform into a stream of light and shoot towards the distance as it usually did. The sword trembled in response, but it did not leave the sleeve. The scholar's face clouded with a hint of darkness, and he tried the spell several times, unconvinced.
The green sword in his sleeve trembled even more violently, but it refused to leave.
After several attempts, the scholar finally gave up. His face gradually calmed, and after a few breaths of silence, he spoke softly, "We don't have time to leave. Before you arrived, I tried to escape, but we're too late."
"Unfortunately, the Telecommunication Talismans and Divine Sense have already been cut off by the array. Otherwise, I could have left the city to find your location."
"Since I couldn't locate you, I could only wait for you at the west gate."
"If my cultivation was still intact, a restriction like this would be broken with a single sword."
(End of Chapter)
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