Steadily Becoming A Saint, The Immortal Officials Hired Me To Tend The Horses
/ Steadily becoming a saint, the immortal officials hired me to tend the horses Chapter 118
Chapter 118: Chapter 118 Sword Venerable Fudao Strikes!
Wuchen Wasteland.
At dawn.
Because of the overcast clouds in the sky, this wasteland had never seen the sun or moon.
On top of a broken cliff, dozens of cultivators gathered, including Ji Hantian, the Vice Sect Leader of the Supreme Sect. They looked towards the horizon, with worry etched on their faces.
“That female demon is simply too powerful. Without a Mystic Heart Realm cultivator, no matter how many of us join forces, it will be useless.”
“There is no Mystic Heart Realm cultivator in our dynasty.”
“Our sect once had one, but he left eight hundred years ago and has been hard to find.”
“How many Mystic Heart Realm Great Cultivators stand behind the Ephemera Sect?”
“We have nowhere to go and cannot retreat!”
They were all leaders of various sects, all at the Unification Realm. Before the Ephemera Sect wreaked havoc, each of them was a legendary figure in the Nine Dynasties' Immortal Cultivation World, possessing immense power to turn the tides. Yet now, after gathering for many days, they were at a loss, not daring to act rashly.
Many Unification Realm cultivators had already died under the Ephemera Tree. Some had acted alone, and they had also launched total assaults, all ending in failure, the terror of the Mystic Heart Realm paralyzing them.
Ji Hantian suddenly raised his right hand. A ring on his index finger emitted a shimmering light that penetrated his brow.
His face lit up with joy. Then he lowered his right hand and spoke: “Everyone, our Supreme Sect's Supreme Elder, Grandmaster Xuan Quan, has returned and is on his way here. When he arrives, we can follow him in launching an attack! Our Grandmaster Xuan Quan has already attained the Mystic Heart Realm!”
This statement made all the sect leaders look at him with matching excitement and joy.
For a moment, the praises for the Supreme Sect rose one after another, making Ji Hantian stand up proudly.
Although the Supreme Sect was the strongest sect in the Taicang Dynasty, it might not rank among the top three within the Nine Dynasties. If they could achieve indelible merit in facing the calamity of the Ephemera Sect, they would surely become famous, attracting more families and cultivators in the future.
The atmosphere on the cliff improved, and everyone saw hope in defeating the demon of the Ephemera Sect.
Meanwhile.
Thousands of miles away.
Under the rolling overcast clouds, a hundreds-of-zhang tall Ephemera Tree stood like a gigantic demon, towering and ferocious.
Vines hung down from the branches of the Ephemera Tree, most of them with corpses tied to the ends. Some were not completely dead, their bodies trembling slightly, eyes filled with blood, veins bulging in their necks, a pitiful sight.
Amid the crowd, Jiang Qiong's delicate brows furrowed as she looked at the hanging cultivators.
She couldn't help but touch a blood-colored Ephemera Seal on her wrist, her heart filled with worry.
If this continued, she felt she would either be killed by the Nine Dynasties' cultivators or be absorbed by the Ephemera Tree. She couldn't just sit and wait for death.
But what could she do?
The Ephemera Seal restricted her freedom.
Jiang Qiong looked at the middle-aged man beside her and transmitted her voice: “Father, do you still trust the Ephemera Sect?”
The middle-aged man sitting next to her was her father, Jiang Lang, one of the Pavilion Masters of the Thousand-Autumn Pavilion. He had not only brought Jiang Qiong but also many disciples to join the Ephemera Sect.
Jiang Lang's face was sullen, and he didn't answer.
How could he not know he had been played, but what could he do now?
There were countless corpses of Unification Realm and Void Crossing Realm cultivators hanging from the Ephemera Tree. With his abilities, how could he escape?
He turned to look in another direction, where four cultivators sat on the outskirts of the Ephemera Sect's million followers, their auras so oppressive that no one dared to act recklessly.
At present, only those closely connected to the Ephemera Sect's higher-ups or trusted individuals could leave.
Jiang Lang was neither.
He belonged to Sect Hierarch Zhong Liang. He should have enjoyed authority, but with Zhong Liang's fall, his followers were scattered and imprisoned. Even if accepted, they weren't trusted.
Seeing her father's expression, Jiang Qiong knew she couldn't count on him.
Indeed.
From the beginning, the only person she could rely on was herself.
Jiang Qiong looked back at the Ephemera Tree, her gaze becoming resolute.
She absolutely couldn't fall here!
Just as this thought surfaced, a burst of light illuminated her face, making her eyes widen.
Not just her, but everyone was illuminated.
The rolling clouds above the Ephemera Tree suddenly dissipated, revealing a nearly thousand-mile-wide opening, with sunlight and scattered snowflakes falling through.
The black-clad woman sitting on the array platform looked up, her eyes flashing sharply through her mask.
Not just her, but the four Great Cultivators at the edges of the million-strong Ephemera Sect also looked up.
Under the sunlight, the Ephemera Tree began to tremble, seemingly disliking the sunlight.
“Who are you, who dares to reveal yourself?”
The black-clad woman stood up and shouted loudly, her cold voice echoing through the heavens and earth.
A figure appeared out of nowhere high above the Ephemera Tree: it was Gu An, performing the Nine Extremes Yin Yang Body.
Gu An looked down at everyone below, catching sight of Jiang Qiong.
From high above, the millions of followers of the Ephemera Sect looked like prisoners, sitting on the ground, with some cultivators standing on the outskirts, clearly there to guard the seated followers.
Trusting the Ephemera Sect led to such a result. It truly was tragic!
Gu An swiftly cast life span detection on one after another.
A second-layer Mystic Heart Realm, and four ninth-layer Unification Realm!
The Ephemera Tree beneath him had the same limited life span as the previous Ephemera Tree he had seen, and it was only a bit over five hundred years old.
To grow so quickly, how many people had it consumed?
Gu An raised his right hand, conjuring a cyan sword shadow in his palm.
“Bold!”
The black-clad woman shouted angrily, killing intent flashing through her eyes as she appeared beside Gu An in one step, a blood-red sword in her hand, slashing at Gu An.
The sword strike seemed to unleash thousands of evil ghosts towards Gu An, blood light covering the entire sky in an instant.
But it was only for an instant!
Boom!
The black-clad woman was sent flying, crashing through the ground after passing over the heads of a million followers, her life or death unknown.
This scene shocked everyone.
How could it be!
Everyone cried out in their hearts.
During this time, the black-clad woman had fully demonstrated her immense power, appearing nearly invincible. No matter how strong or renowned the attacking cultivators were, they were easily suppressed by her.
Such a powerful being had no way to resist in front of this person?
Gu An raised his left hand, and his index finger shot out a radiant beam, piercing through the swirling dust towards where the woman had fallen.
An alert appeared in front of Gu An:
[You successfully seized forty-seven years of Night Cultivator Fairy's (second-layer Mystic Heart Realm) life span.]
Not bad!
Gu An's left hand reached out again, capturing the Mystic Heart of the Night Cultivator Fairy from afar.
The Mystic Heart scattered the rolling dust, fell into his hand, and then he stored it in his storage bag.
The four ninth-layer Unification Realm Great Cultivators guarding the edges of the million Ephemera Sect followers saw the situation was dire and immediately fled in different directions.
Gu An raised his hand, pointing four times.
Breaking Path Divine Light!
Four radiant beams shot out like falling stars. The gazes and divine senses of the million followers couldn't capture their trajectories, but everyone felt those four were doomed.
The world fell into silence.
“The Thousand-Autumn Pavilion has such a figure…” Jiang Lang murmured; he was still in shock.
Jiang Qiong was equally frightened. She was secretly glad she hadn't caused trouble in the Thousand-Autumn Pavilion earlier.
Sequential alerts appeared before Gu An. He released the cyan sword shadow in his right hand, pointing the sword tip at the Ephemera Tree.
Feeling the threat, the Ephemera Tree trembled, releasing the corpses as the vines floated upwards.
Under the watch of the million followers of the Ephemera Sect, a terrifying, twisted face emerged from the main trunk of the Ephemera Tree.
“What is that?”
“A demon tree… It really is a demon tree!”
“That face…”
“We were deceived!”
“No… Impossible…”
A deafening uproar erupted among the million followers. Unlike Jiang Qiong, most had come this far still harboring illusions or needing to cling to hope.
Rumble——
The ground quaked as enormous vines burst through and struck at Gu An, startling the crowd to soar into the sky, with some taking the chance to flee.
Yet there were also those, including Jiang Qiong, who courageously charged into the Nine Nether Road.
The cyan sword shadow in Gu An's palm burst forth with terrifying sword intent, descending like a divine weapon with dazzling light.
“That sword intent… Sword Venerable Fudao…”
During her flight, Jiang Qiong looked up at Gu An in horror.
Sword Venerable Fudao was that powerful!
The cyan sword shadow, carrying the sword intent of the Taicang Divine-Shocking Sword, fell. Cultivators barely lifted off, were unable to flee the battlefield before the cyan sword shadow descended on the Ephemera Tree.
This time, the sword intent was overwhelming, forcefully suppressing the Ephemera Tree, reducing it to ashes from top to bottom.
The sword shadow hit the ground, shattering it, creating faults spreading rapidly in all directions, resembling an expanding spider web from the sky.
Gu An watched Jiang Qiong escape into the Nine Nether Road without stopping her.
After today, Jiang Qiong would struggle to survive even if she stayed.
He sensed dozens of Unification Realm auras rapidly approaching from a distance and immediately vanished.
As for the million followers, Gu An had considered slaughtering them but feared many, like Yang Ni and Li Ya, had been deceived or forced into the sect, making causality too complex, and he feared killing innocents.
Wanton slaughter would be no different from the Ephemera Sect.
He didn't want to be seen as a great demon and later besieged by all.
Yet, even so, his earlier sword had still killed many cultivators.
That was not Gu An's concern.
Everyone must bear the consequences of their choices. Not killing them all was his way of exercising benevolence.
Alert after alert appeared madly before Gu An, who vanished from the spot.
The ground continued to crack, dust rolling into the sky, billowing and vast.
Ji Hantian and the others rushed in from afar. The wind mixed with dust blew in their faces, and their divine senses had already detected the destruction of the Ephemera Tree.
“Hahaha, our Supreme Sect's Sword Venerable Fudao has taken action!”
Ji Hantian couldn't help but laugh loudly, boasting of Sword Venerable Fudao's strength.
Another Supreme Sect's cultivator?
The sect leaders were moved. The previous sword intent had frightened them, making them feel it was impossible to reach such a height in a lifetime of cultivation.
After the Ephemera Sect's destruction, they had to reassess the f
Chapter end
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