CH 018 Is This Saving The Beauty?

The supreme nine heavens, traversing through tribulations.

This is the Calamity Sword.

It is the most renowned killing sword after the ancient era of myths.

It is not to save others, but to save oneself.

It is neither gold nor stone nor wood but is forged from the essence of countless celestial demons, refined with one's own mind and soul.

Celestial demons are pervasive; cultivators, if even slightly careless in their daily practice, can be invaded by heart demons and fall into the demonic path.

Thus, what is forged is not a sword of gold or stone but a soul blade crafted from the essence of these formless, senseless celestial demons.

What it cuts is not the flesh but the soul.

Before this sword, all techniques and defenses are as thin as paper, all laws extinguished.

Mastering this sword makes one nearly invincible in the world.

Whether you are a Nascent Soul, a Demigod, or a Synthesis level cultivator, it can kill with a single strike, without any exception.

Every time this sword appears, it brings catastrophe upon the world.

It sounds mysterious, but it’s simple to explain: the cultivator draws a celestial demon into their sea of consciousness (any evil thought or demonic thought during meditation can attract them), defeats it, collects its remaining essence, then attracts another, defeats it, and collects... until they feel they have enough, then condense the gathered essence into a soul blade. The more collected, the stronger the sword.

Of course, if one feels confident in their mental fortitude, they can draw in ten or a hundred at a time. The more defeated, the more the sword is tempered.

But there is one caveat: if the celestial demon defeats you, it takes over your body and uses it as it wishes.

More importantly, the more celestial demons attracted, the more celestial demonic marks one accumulates, attracting even more powerful celestial demons.

Naturally, the sword becomes sharper, more harmful to others and oneself.

Its limits are unknown.

No one has truly mastered this sword.

Perhaps some particularly gifted individuals managed to master it temporarily, but the celestial demons are endless and relentless. No matter how strong one's soul is, it cannot withstand the constant invasion day and night. When the soul weakens and can no longer endure, the celestial demon takes over, occupying the body, turning it into a terrifying vessel that only knows slaughter, bringing calamity to innocents.

Therefore, the young man and the nightingale did not feel ashamed about being afraid.

Those who cultivate this sword are either the maddest of madmen or desperate gamblers, and they are inherently not to be provoked.

In the stalemate, the other finally spoke.

"The Great Xuan imperial bloodline?" the new arrival asked casually. His clear eyes were like water, dim and deep, yet cold as a sword, piercing straight to the heart.

"The Great Xuan has long been destroyed. What imperial bloodline?" the young man sneered. "Among your disciples, there is a pure-blooded imperial descendant, but besides opening this secret realm, what use is he?"

He naturally recognized that the other's cultivation method was the same vein as those youths.

"If you don't want to talk, then forget it." Ji Yunlai raised his hand. He had only asked casually because of the mention of "Yin Xianjing". The information suggested that to avoid pursuit, the Great Xuan imperial family had changed their surname from Yin to Li, and that Yin Xianjing might be Li Xianjing.

But after being shamelessly threatened by himself, he was no longer obsessed with his forgotten memories.

Since this spirit demon wanted to devour his disciples, there was no need to leave it alive.

A pinpoint of light condensed at his fingertip, and as the light flickered, the entire secret realm trembled slightly.

Even his own spirit felt that overwhelming, fearsome, and dominating intent of absolute annihilation.

"You intruded into our tomb and now want to kill us, isn't it all for the Three Lives Three World Divine Codex? Why don't you even ask?" The nightingale flew up in anger. "What difference is there between you who want to exterminate us and the Great Xuan of the past?"

Ji Yunlai did not waste words. The light flashed with a casual wave of his hand as if he found them bothersome.

There was no escape, no avoidance.

After the sword light passed, the two spirit demons were gone.

Ji Yunlai frowned slightly.

This strike was not complete. Memory issues had left a gap, so it had only gravely injured them.

Just as he was about to follow up with another strike, his spiritual sense detected some disturbance among his disciples.

He glanced at the place where the spirit demons were, then disappeared.

***

Above the blue lake, a giant snake stood upright, hissing and spewing rainfalls of venom.

The Kun-Lai cultivators worked extremely hard to defend against it. This was not a Foundation Establishment level monster, but a Golden Core Formation.

"Dodge! Maintain your spiritual body armor!" Feng Qingxiu tried to land on the back of the monster, but the opponent's speed was beyond his reach, and as a result he was viciously knocked away.

Everyone had learned this body armor protection technique that only lasted a few seconds. The effect was surprisingly good against venom, flame, stone rain and other long range attacks. But just using it once meant a large loss of spiritual energy, and it was difficult to use it again in a short amount of time.

It was a life-saving technique.

Except for Ye Han.

Fortunately, he was lucky and the poison didn't land on him.

Feng Qingxiu made a gesture with his fingers and several butterflies passed by, which incinerated at the same time. Several talisman seals flashed brightly and formed an extremely simple spiritual ward of entrapment. However, the giant snake just struggled once, and the seals began to fall apart. He reached out and threw out that spiritual seal talisman.

The light of the talisman flashed, forming a huge pyramid and imprisoning the giant snake, the vertex of which was where the spiritual seal talisman was located.

The giant snake struggled frantically, throwing itself against the countless lines of the ward.

"Superposition!" Feng Qingxiu felt his spiritual energy being consumed wildly, almost drying out instantly.

A disciple immediately stepped forward, placed a palm on his back, and transferred his spiritual energy, but was immediately frightened by the speed of absorption: "Not enough, come quickly!"

As a result, more disciples stepped forward, each placing their palm on the back of the person in front of them.

"Not enough, more support!"

"Coming!"

After just a few breaths, almost everyone had come forward and entered the chain of spiritual energy transference. From a distance, it looked like a human chain, their breathing completely blending into one being. Obviously this was not the first time they had done this.

Ye Han also leaned forward and transferred his spiritual energy.

"Damn it! Get away!" The disciple who he had placed his palm on was shocked, "You can't do it!"

Ye Han was furious, what right do you have to look down on me! Like a long river, his spiritual energy flowed into the chain.

However, as soon as he input his spiritual energy, the pyramid formed from the talisman spiritual ward immediately had a crack. The giant snake's pupils dilated, seizing the opportunity and hitting against the crack with all its strength!

Boom!

The spiritual ward bursted into pieces.

Under the huge countershock, the entire human chain instantly broke apart.

"You haven't cultivated the Gui Yi method, so why did you go ahead and join in!" The disciple roared, "The talisman spiritual ward can only be supported with one kind of spiritual energy, and if there is more than one kind inputted it would fall apart. Don't you have any common sense!"

"Be careful!" Someone next to him pushed him away, avoiding a splash of venom.

Ye Han was both aggrieved and angry. He did not argue back but raised his sword and rushed towards the giant snake.

Feng Qingxiu dodged the giant snake's killing move with some difficulty. He had received the greatest countershock force from the breaking of the ward. If it weren't for his shadow helping him out subtly, just standing up would have been a problem now.

Even so, his internal organs were already badly injured and on top of that he had managed to attract the greatest hatred of the giant snake.

What alternatives were there now?

"Who still has poison pills?" He asked loudly.

The surrounding disciples threw at least a dozen of them over and he grabbed all of them into his palm.

At the same time, the giant snake also threw itself at him, its jaw wide open and intending to swallow him in one bite.

The snake's forked tongue was odious and flexible; Feng Qingxiu slashed at it with a sword only to be catapulted away.

So instead he charged into the snake's mouth.

Gathering spiritual energy in his palm, he blasted the poison pills down into the snake's throat.

The giant snake's pupils dilated, as if it had eaten something dirty. The mouth of the snake stretched wide open, and with a screeching hiss it squirted out the snake venom and the objects in its throat.

This plan was also useless…

The disciples around couldn't help but despair in their hearts.

"Scatter!" Feng Qingxiu shouted sternly.

This snake would definitely chase after some, but it was better than all of them dying here.

But before he finished speaking, he was suddenly whipped by the snake's tail and sent flying far away.

"Senior Brother!" Someone screamed.

However, in the next second, he fell into the arms of a person.

The new arrival glanced at the giant snake calmly.

Its body instantly froze.

In the next moment, it shattered into pieces and the sky suddenly seemed to rain blood.