Chapter 91: Sword Qi Severing Heaven-Mending!
Chapter 91: Sword Qi Severing Heaven-Mending!
Above Skull Mountain, outside the Wugui Secret Realm.
The void split open as Heaven-Mending Peak Master and Fortune Immortal stepped forth, their gazes sweeping the land. The Foundation Building cultivator’s divine awareness descended like a storm, instantly scanning the entire Skull Mountain. The once-clear sky darkened under roiling clouds, lightning flashing like silver serpents across the heavens. Even a casual sweep of this spiritual pressure sent cultivators and demonic spirits alike cowering in terror.
“This is the place,” Heaven-Mending Peak Master murmured. Though his divine senses found nothing, a smirk tugged at his lips. Failing to locate his target immediately meant the opponent’s hiding technique was exceptional.
“Unexpected gains—a secret realm?” The thought of such a prize made him chuckle. With a flick of his fingers, he began calculating the realm’s location, though his divination only revealed an unremarkable, nameless minor realm.
Who in this world, aside from perhaps an ancient True Sovereign’s legacy, could possibly pose a threat to him?
Heaven-Mending Peak Master swiftly cast his “Heaven-and-Earth Scanning Art,” pinpointing the Wugui Secret Realm’s entrance. “Found it!” With a cold grin, he strode toward the realm.
Yet Fortune Immortal hesitated, his expression darkening. “This realm… feels wrong.” As the cultivator of fortune itself, his instincts screamed danger the moment he moved to follow. Halting abruptly, he watched Heaven-Mending Peak Master with a glint of schadenfreude.
The next moment—
Boom!!!
A thunderous explosion erupted from within the realm. A beam of light shot skyward, resonating with Skull Mountain’s ley lines for eight hundred miles, tearing away the realm’s concealment. The once-hidden Wugui Secret Realm materialized in full view, crowned by a colossal Sword Qi blazing like a celestial river or inverted mountain range—its sheer power unmatched.
Beneath this Sword Qi, Heaven-Mending Peak Master fled in panic.
“Despicable brat! Cunning villain!” He raged, his composure shattered. A Golden Core-level Sword Qi? From a realm he’d considered his own? It was like finding a shark in a fishpond!
“Lv Yang! Who are you?!”
Though Lv Yang had masked his karmic ties with talismans, Heaven-Mending Peak Master’s divination pierced through. Yet what he uncovered defied belief: a cultivator barely a year into his path, already at Refining Qi Perfection, wielding the Holy Sect’s supreme techniques like Sage Body Theft Cultivation and Supreme Yin Shedding Corpse Liberation True Art. Could he be a reincarnation of a Holy Sect elder?
“No… Only our sect’s reincarnated sages would scheme with such ruthless cunning!”
His thoughts raced, but the Sword Qi above left no time for reflection. A voice echoed from the heavens: “Demons must be eradicated!”
The Sword Qi cleaved downward. Heaven-Mending Peak Master’s jade plaque activated, intercepting the strike. The two forces collided—ancient energies clashing until the plaque shattered, dissipating the Sword Qi’s fury. Yet even the remaining sliver of power reduced him to a soul, his body exploding in a maelstrom of blood and fury.
Inside the realm, Lv Yang sighed. “Didn’t kill him. As expected.” The Heaven-Mending Peak Master’s Golden Core-grade artifact had saved him, but his soul was now crippled.
“Good. My Yanmo Hall is complete.”
With the final activation of the Ten-Thousand Spirit Banner, Skull Mountain’s ley lines surged in response. The Yanmo Hall rose from the earth, its guardian deity Su Nu bathed in radiant light.
“Master,” Su Nu knelt beside him, her voice reverent, eyes tinged with fear. Crafted by Lv Yang’s own spiritual awareness, her loyalty was absolute.
Nodding, Lv Yang absorbed her into his dantian. His power surged, six luminous talismans blazing like the sun—Xuanming Sheyou Jun—and Skull Mountain’s ley lines added three more: Yanmo Hell Sovereign’s Shadowy Grasp Sovereign.
The Heaven-Mending Peak Master’s soul recoiled. “Impossible! He wields the power of a Tian Guan officer from Jiangdong? No… something’s different!”
Before he could react, Lv Yang’s hands formed a seal. The Yanmo Hall erupted with ghostly light—a palace of wraiths, presided over by eight wrathful deities: Wuchang death-bringers, Ghost Enforcers, and spectral judges wielding chains and ledgers.
“Guests have come so far,” Lv Yang laughed. “Why rush off?”
The Hall’s doors slammed shut. Heaven-Mending Peak Master vanished within, trapped.
(End of Chapter)
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