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The Legend of the Immortals Prequel: Wilderness Journey
At this moment, on Azure Cloud Mountain in Tongfeng, chaos reigned over The Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies. The situation for the Azure Cloud Sect was critical, and the most crucial point was naturally the Zhangmen Zhenren Chengzi, who appeared to be at a disadvantage against the Demon Cult Leader Qiu Wangyu, seemingly on the verge of being defeated. Although an outstanding disciple of the Azure Cloud Sect, known as Ten Thousand Swords in One, had rushed in to intervene, he was still forced back by Qiu Wangyu.
At this moment, the last hope for the Azure Cloud Sect rested on the two masters, Zhen Wu and Zheng Tong, who were contemporaries of Chengzi. However, the members of the Demon Cult were equally perceptive, and the four masters from the four major sects under Qiu Wangyu stood in front of them, blocking their path to rescue Chengzi.
In fact, with the cultivation levels of Zhen Wu and Zheng Tong, they had already gained fame years ago; their supernatural powers were not to be underestimated. On ordinary days, any one of the four leaders from the Demon Cult would be defeated if they faced either of them one-on-one. Even if it were a two-on-one situation, they would not necessarily be at a disadvantage.
However, at this moment, the situation had reached a critical juncture. The four members of the Demon Cult were merely stalling for time, tightly entangling both of them. For a moment, Zhen Wu and Zheng Tong could not break through, especially with the oldest among them, the Ghost King, attacking fiercely. Each time he struck, it was aimed at preventing them from aiding Chengzi, leaving both men anxious and helpless.
Above and below, it was bleak; dark clouds loomed over like a city under siege, as if they would collapse this renowned mountain at any moment.
In the midst of battle, suddenly a bright light flickered in mid-air; it was the Seven Star Immortal Sword, which had fallen from Chengzi's hand. The protective immortal sword had been knocked down, illustrating just how dire the situation was.
As that immortal sword fell like a kite with its string cut, rolling towards the ground amidst fierce fighting and splattering blood, it seemed no one noticed this precious sword descending from above. Just then, a gust of wind suddenly arose in mid-air; a figure clad in blue flashed by and appeared beneath the Seven Star Sword.
A solid and steady hand reached out in an instant. Without anyone seeing how it happened, suddenly this Seven Star Immortal Sword was grasped firmly in that person's hand. The long fingers closed around it; though it seemed slow, it was actually as fast as lightning—like a sudden thunderclap rolling silently through space.
The originally dim and lifeless spirit sword suddenly glowed again; the seven large stars on its bright blade lit up in an instant. A strong wind arose as the figure in blue danced in the air; when it turned around and vanished, it reappeared beside Zhen Wu and Zheng Tong.
"Drink!"
With a long howl that sounded like thunder, brilliant light burst forth in mid-air like a bright star shining down on the dark night sky. A large star rose into view at its center; silver light flickered as it lit up sequentially until it transformed into the formation of seven stars resembling the Big Dipper, reappearing in the sky.
The overwhelming sword aura surged like a tidal wave, accompanied by howling winds that swept through.
The figure in blue revealed himself to be a young man who appeared to be about the same age as Ten Thousand Swords in One. He wore a blue robe and exuded a resolute demeanor with an imposing presence as he stood aloft in mid-air, seemingly looking down upon all without anger yet commanding respect. He spoke aloud: "Uncle Master, go ahead; I will hold them off."
As he spoke, the Seven Star Sword roared loudly in his hand; starlight surged forth like a rain of stars falling gently. He leaped forward without fear against the four leaders of the Demon Cult; his sword aura was wild like raging waves as he swept it toward them. In an instant, the atmosphere over The Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies shifted dramatically.
The four leaders of the Demon Cult were extraordinary figures with exceptional insight. When starlight illuminated and pierced through with sword intent, Ghost King's expression changed first as he exclaimed: "Seven Star Sword Technique!”
The other three also recognized it at the same time. This magnificent sword aura surged like waves, combined with the shimmering silver starlight, was none other than one of the signature techniques of the Azure Cloud Sect, the Seven Star Sword Technique. However, for many years, only Chengzi had mastered this extraordinary skill; how could it be that another person suddenly emerged at this moment!
Moreover, this person appeared to be a young man in his late twenties. Even if his actual age might be somewhat older, achieving the Seven Star Sword Technique at such a young age was indeed a rare talent in the world.
The same thought crossed the minds of the four leaders of the Demon Sect. Their attention had originally been focused on Zhen Wu and Zheng Tong, but they were suddenly caught off guard by this young man in green who unleashed a powerful move. Although they all reacted quickly, they still found themselves somewhat flustered in the rush. After all, the Seven Star Sword Technique was incredibly powerful, and with the added might of the Seven Star Immortal Sword itself, even if this young man's cultivation was not on par with Chengzi's, it was not something they could easily withstand.
In the ensuing chaos, as sword energy flew about, the four leaders of the Demon Sect were actually forced back by several feet.
Zhen Wu and Zheng Tong immediately felt a release of pressure. Zhen Wu quickly nodded to Zheng Tong, not even having time to speak before he leaped forward towards Chengzi's direction. Just as Zheng Tong was about to act, he suddenly heard a low grunt from the young man in green ahead of him, followed by a hint of pain in his voice.
Zheng Tong was taken aback and hurriedly turned to look. Sure enough, after that overwhelming sword strike, the young disciple of Azure Cloud Sect showed a trace of pain on his face, with a thin line of bright red blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. At that moment, the sudden ambush caused Zhen Wu to rush forward, and aside from the Ghost King, the other three experts from the Demon Sect were furious and immediately retaliated with an onslaught like a raging storm.
The young man in green was still inexperienced and facing three opponents at once; he quickly found himself overwhelmed.
Zheng Tong dared not retreat any longer. He swung his sword upward and fought alongside the young man in green while loudly asking, "Dao Xuan, are you alright?"
The young man called Dao Xuan stepped back a bit. In just these few exchanges, he had already sustained several wounds on his body. However, seeing his calm demeanor, he seemed unconcerned and smiled slightly. The earlier imposing presence suddenly faded away, revealing a more gentle demeanor as he replied, "A few minor injuries; it's nothing serious."
Zheng Tong laughed heartily as he wielded his spirit sword to block most of the incoming attacks. With his profound cultivation level, he quickly stabilized their position and even managed to glance back at Dao Xuan with appreciation and admiration in his eyes. "Good lad! You actually mastered the Seven Star Sword Technique; that's truly remarkable."
Poison God, Yuehua, and Duan Hou were filled with rage as they surrounded Zheng Tong and Dao Xuan relentlessly attacking. After a while, Poison God suddenly sensed something was off; it seemed someone was missing from the battlefield. He quickly turned around and saw Ghost King hovering not far behind them in mid-air, staring intently at Dao Xuan with a somewhat complex expression.
"Ghost King! Why aren't you making your move?" Poison God shouted angrily.
Ghost King’s body trembled slightly as if he had just awakened from a trance. However, he still did not act immediately but furrowed his brows tightly as he glanced at Dao Xuan before letting his gaze drift far away to where Ten Thousand Swords in One floated gracefully in white robes, surrounded by an aura of sword energy. For a moment, his expression darkened as if he realized something and muttered softly to himself: "These two are so young yet possess such extraordinary skills; they are truly rare talents that come once in a millennium. With these two in Azure Cloud Sect... it’s clear that rather than facing destruction, this is a sign of great prosperity!"
His expression changed several times before suddenly revealing a fierce look. With a low growl, he charged forward without regard for Zheng Tong and launched an all-out attack against the young Dao Xuan. A variety of sinister and ruthless techniques emerged one after another; the ferocity of his assault forced Dao Xuan to retreat repeatedly until he found himself gasping for breath.
Beside them, Poison God and the other three were also taken aback, seemingly not expecting the Ghost King to suddenly change his demeanor. However, given the old man's status, it was quite unbecoming to ruthlessly attack a young junior from Azure Cloud Sect. Nevertheless, in the face of life and death, they couldn't afford to care much about appearances. The three of them immediately charged forward, unleashing their lethal moves.
Although Zheng Tong and Dao Xuan did their best to resist, the four opponents were simply too formidable, and they gradually found themselves at a disadvantage.
The situation grew increasingly dire, but on the other side, Master Zhenwu managed to break free. In an instant, she shot forward like lightning. Having shaken off the entanglement of the four leaders of the Demon Sect, there was no one nearby who could stop her. Within moments, she soared above the dark clouds and spotted Chengzi and Qiu Wangyu.
The burly Qiu Wangyu turned around and laughed heartily, seemingly not taking the renowned Master Zhenwu seriously. He reached out his hand, and instantly dark clouds rolled in above him. A black banner, about ten feet long and as dark as jade, appeared in his grasp—it was the Demon Sect's treasured Demon Banner.
Without a moment's hesitation, Qiu Wangyu seized the Demon Banner and struck down towards the approaching Master Zhenwu. With a fierce roar, the black clouds surged as if boiling over, transforming into a massive black dragon that charged at Master Zhenwu.
Even though Master Zhenwu was highly skilled, her expression changed slightly at this moment. She let out a soft shout and raised her sword glowing with blue light in front of her. The spiritual light erupted brilliantly, blocking the torrent of black energy rushing toward her.
Meanwhile, with Master Zhenwu occupied, Qiu Wangyu wasted no time and directly conjured the Xuan Yin Ghost Claw to strike at Chengzi, shouting, "Die!"
Chengzi's face twisted as a fierce glint flashed in his eyes. He reached into his robe as if to make a move. Qiu Wangyu noticed this action and raised an eyebrow with a cold snort. Without any visible effort on his part, the speed of the Xuan Yin Ghost Claw suddenly accelerated in mid-air like an arrow released from its bow, resembling a vicious dragon opening its massive jaws to devour Chengzi Zhenren.
At that critical moment, suddenly the Azure Cloud Mountain trembled violently. A thunderous roar pierced through the air as a gigantic figure leaped in front of Chengzi and forcefully knocked away the terrifying Xuan Yin Ghost Claw!
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