I have an Apocalypse City Chapter 1131

Chapter 1131: Chapter 1133 Sword Sect_1 Chapter 1131: Chapter 1133 Sword Sect_1 Song Jian moved extremely fast, and in his soul state, he managed to avoid detection by the multi-armed demon for a moment. Standing amid the lava, the demon's eyes showed a hint of confusion.

It was then, at the boss's left side, that hundreds of spirit swords ablaze with dark red flames suddenly appeared. After pausing for just a few seconds, the swords flew en masse towards the multi-armed demon, tracing dark red arcs through the air.

The multi-armed demon cracked a mocking smile, its wide mouth revealing an array of translucent spirit swords that seemed like mere toothpicks in its eyes, unworthy of concern. Only the dark red flames clinging to the swords were mildly repugnant to it.

As the sky filled with spirit swords rushed at it, the multi-armed demon stretched out two arms and pounded fiercely towards the ground. With a thunderous “boom”, the earth shook, and lava erupted several meters high beneath its feet. At the same time, an invisible shockwave surged forward, smacking the lava into the air where it flew like ignited bullets, tearing through the sky with sharp whistling noises.

Clang clang clang~
Dozens of spirit swords collided with the lava, immediately producing a series of crisp clashing sounds. A few swords shattered instantly, exploding midair, spreading Sword Qi throughout the space tens of meters in front of the multi-armed demon from the Abyss.

More spirit swords, as if guided by someone, carved an arc through the air, dodging the lava that surged head-on, and stabbed towards the Abyss's multi-armed demon.

A series of chopping sounds followed, as the demon's body sparked and crackled, engulfed in a whirl of dazzling sparks.

Mad laughter rose from amidst the sparks; clearly, the attack from the spirit swords did little to the demon. But in reality, just the intense Red Lotus Karma Fire was enough to cause a deep, soul-felt shuddering in the demon, and the scales on its body were not as hard as it had thought.

Under the relentless hacking of hundreds of spirit swords, many scales began to crack and break. The demon already felt intense pain in more and more parts of its body; the swords had broken through the scales and wounded its flesh.

The laughter grew weaker as the Abyss's multi-armed demon began to flail three of its arms, wildly batting at the spirit swords that danced in the air, resembling a giant elephant struggling against ants crawling all over its body.

Song Jian was panting, leaning against the scorching cave wall with one hand while tightly gripping the Sky-breaking Sword in his other. His eyes, however, were fixed on the multi-armed demon in front of him, frenetically swinging its fists and entangled in a battle with the myriad spirit swords.

He had already emerged from his soul state; had it not been for that state, he feared that the multi-armed demon's ground-pounding move might have severely wounded him.

The shockwave from that previous attack not only came in three waves, one after the other, but it also spread from both the air and the ground in all directions.

The aerial shockwave almost broke the Thousand Swords Art, while the terrestrial shockwave once again lifted the magma from the ground and cast it into the air, creating another rain of lava.

Even in his soul state, Song Jian was harshly slammed against the cave wall by the ground wave and then fell heavily to the ground.

The most vulnerable phase of the Thousand Swords Art is before the formation of the Karmic Fire Red Lotus Sword Formation. While the myriad spirit swords appear formidable, if more than a third are destroyed, the Sword Formation cannot form, and the subsequent phases cannot evolve.

However, at this moment, the multi-armed demon had only destroyed a dozen or so spirit swords. Ultimately, a dazzling lotus sword array slowly materialized, completely enveloping the demon within. Only then did Song Jian heave a sigh of relief, find a somewhat higher rock to sit on, and wait patiently.

“What kind of technique is this? Where did you learn it?” The girl's voice rang out again in Song Jian's ear. She seemed uninterested in killing the multi-armed demon, focusing her attention instead on Song Jian.

Song Jian pressed his lips together tightly, turning a deaf ear to the girl's words, his gaze fixed on the sword array ahead, which continued to emit roars.

“Tell me, and I can offer you some benefits, you know!” the girl's voice, brimming with temptation, rang out once again.

Song Jian's mind stirred, and pretending to be indifferent, he asked, “What reward?”

“You tell me first, what skill this is and where you learned it from, then I'll tell you what reward!” the girl replied.

“She seemed uninterested in everything before, but now she's so curious about the Thousand Swords Art–is there a reason I don't know about?” Song Jian pondered in his heart.

“This move is called the Thousand Swords Art; I learned it from my mentor…” Song Jian said.

“Thousand Swords Art, I seem to have heard this name somewhere!” the girl muttered to herself and then fell silent.

Although Song Jian's move was called Thousand Swords Art, it had undergone a mutation–Karmic Fire Red Lotus Ten Thousand Swords Art–probably the only sword technique in this game world that no one else could learn identically.

“Have you heard of Imperial Sword Sect?” the girl suddenly asked.

“Imperial Sword Sect?” Song Jian's eyes lit up; the name seemed to denote a swordsmanship faction: “I haven't heard of it!”

“I thought so; it was a super faction three thousand years ago, now long extinct…” the girl sighed. However, her tone revealed a hint of joy, as if she was pleased with the Imperial Sword Sect's demise.

“Now the Imperial Sword Sect has split into dozens of smaller sects, and there's one called Imperial Sword Sect that seems to have swordsmanship similar to your skill…” the girl said curiously, “Are you interested in visiting this sect to see for yourself?”

“Imperial Sword Sect?” Song Jian shook his head and said, “I've never heard of this sect, and besides, I'm not interested!”

Song Jian's profession was that of a Sword Master, and just by the name alone, it seemed that there was a deep connection with the so-called Imperial Sword Sect–perhaps his professional mentor Duan Jian was from this sect. Song Jian was naturally extremely curious, yet he didn't want to show it in front of this girl.

The girl fell silent for a while, then said, “Aren't you worried about your three companions?”

Song Jian immediately became furious, roaring in a low voice, “You said that as long as I killed this guy, you'd release my companions!”

The girl suddenly burst into laughter and said, “I've changed my mind. Not only do you have to kill this guy, but you also have to go to the Imperial Sword Sect and steal something for me. Otherwise, I will of course keep my promise to release your three companions, but they'll only live for three months. After three months, their bodies will be gradually taken over by the black fog, eventually turning into Shadow Demons!”

Song Jian's anger flared up instantly, his face turning ashen, but his eyes grew even sharper.

“Tell me, what exactly am I supposed to steal …” Song Jian took a deep breath to steady his emotions, then asked, word by word.

Chapter end

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