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Chapter 176: The Sword of Qijian Pavilion
"You two are fugitives from the Great Zhou. If I capture both of you today and present you to King Wu, he will surely be pleased. Perhaps he will reward us with a city for our demon clan."
Xiao Mi chanted, her Vital Energy merging into the ancient mirror. The mirror emitted a humming sound, and then, like the center of a vortex, it began to frantically absorb the Vital Energy from the earth.
As the ancient mirror absorbed more and more Vital Energy, it started to revive. A strong white light began to emanate from the mirror, surpassing the sun and moon. A destructive power also spread across the surface of the mirror.
Qi Wan'er stood still, quietly watching the ancient mirror. Her right hand slowly drew out her long sword.
The sword moved like water, gliding through the air.
This sword was very old, so old that it had developed a patina. Yet it was large, wider than a blade.
At this moment, the First Demon General and Antang were already engaged in fierce battle in the sky. The sound of astonishing explosions frequently erupted from their clashes.
Passersby immediately fled in panic, retreating further away. Not far off, on top of a massive city wall, the Guardians saw the incredible battle and quickly reported it to the City Defense General.
Soon, the city gates closed. Numerous soldiers donned their armor and weapons, standing ready on the city walls. The Armored Soldiers within the city all mobilized, putting on their Xuanjia armor, prepared for action at any moment.
Xiao Mi held the Spirit Artifact Yuanmu Mirror and unleashed an extremely dazzling white light. This light shot towards Qi Wan'er at a terrifying speed.
In Qi Wan'er's hand, her sword rapidly revived, radiating a dark green hue. A terrifying power emanated from that sword.
Qi Wan'er wielded her sword and thrust it forward. The sword techniques were simple yet contained countless variations.
The long sword met the white light.
Clang...
The intense sound of metal clashing resonated, shaking the earth. The force spread outwards, digging into the ground several feet deep. Fortunately, this place was still desolate and uninhabited. Those who passed by had already fled far away in advance.
The sword in Qi Wan'er's hand held firm against the white light. On the surface, it appeared as though her sword had not moved at all. In reality, she was drawing back and thrusting repeatedly; simple movements executed thousands of times in an instant made it seem as if her sword had never moved at all.
Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang!
The long sword pierced through the white light, and due to the rapid speed, it only produced a single loud sound. However, this sound continued to resonate until the white light dissipated, vanishing into the ground.
"The swordsmanship of Qijian Pavilion is indeed remarkable."
Xiao Mi praised sincerely, but her gaze was fixed on the dark green long sword in Qi Wan'er's hand.
"This sword is called Mo Yun," Qi Wan'er said as she held the blade.
"The Sacred Sword Mo Yun? I heard that this sword disappeared along with the death of Master Qi," Xiao Mi couldn't help but ask. Both of them wielded Sacred Artifacts, and today's match promised to be intense.
Not far away, Antang and the First Demon General were engaged in an increasingly fierce battle. Although Antang was also at the Master Realm, he was still young and could not compare to the seasoned First Demon General.
Antang began to show signs of exhaustion; his body suffered heavy injuries, and blood started to trickle from the corner of his mouth.
At that moment, another figure appeared on the ground. He was tall and wielded an impressively large sword. With both hands gripping the weapon, he swung it like a cleaver toward the First Demon General.
This person was none other than Cao Meng, the eldest disciple of Qijian Pavilion.
The two attacked together against the First Demon General. In an instant, the First Demon General went from having the upper hand to being at a disadvantage, even showing signs of being unable to retaliate.
The First Demon General let out an angry roar. He activated his Demonic Blood and summoned an apparition. An Ancient Beast as tall as half a mountain appeared behind him.
This Ancient Beast resembled both a tiger and an ox, sporting wings and spines like a porcupine.
"Damn it, Qiongqi."
Antang exclaimed in shock. Fortunately, it was just an apparition and not a physical entity. Qiongqi was one of the Four Great Ancient Beasts. It was said that in Ancient Times, this fierce beast could battle against emperors, showcasing its terrifying nature.
Heishan merged with the apparition. His wings trembled as he moved like lightning. Almost instantaneously upon activation, he crashed down with a thunderous roar, landing right where Antang and Cao Meng stood.
Boom...
With a single stomp, Qiongqi left a massive footprint several feet deep in the ground, causing the earth to tremble.
People atop the distant city walls witnessed this terrifying scene and immediately scrambled to contact the Great Zhou Capital, urging them to send powerful Divine Ability practitioners for assistance.
Meanwhile, the general defending the city opened the western gate, allowing civilians to flee quickly toward the next city for safety.
Qiongqi was not only immensely strong, capable of moving mountains, but even more frightening was his incredible speed propelled by his wings. He charged forward relentlessly, crashing into Antang and Cao Meng repeatedly.
After several narrow escapes, Antang ultimately failed to dodge one of Qiongqi's attacks and was stomped into the ground.
"Junior brother."
Cao Meng, filled with rage, soared down with his giant sword and attacked Qiongqi's massive forehead. At that moment, First Demon General Heishan emerged from the chaos and engaged Cao Meng in battle.
Buried in the mud, Antang managed to dig himself out from another direction. Covered in dirt and bleeding into the soil, he struggled to regain his composure.
"Damn it, this creature has some seriously huge feet. Good thing I was Hugging the Sword; otherwise, it wouldn't just be a few broken bones."
Antang brushed off the dirt from his body. At that moment, Cao Meng broke free from his struggle with Heishan and flew over to Antang's side. The two exchanged glances and nodded in unison.
"One sword for defense can travel thousands of miles."
The two unleashed the same Sword Technique as their Vital Energy surged forth wildly. The Vital Energy from the earth rushed toward them, along with Righteous Qi that coalesced around them.
Back to back, they stood firm while Hugging the Sword. Their Vital Energy, sword aura, and Righteous Qi fused together, forming a towering light sword that enveloped them both.
Roar...
Heishan once again dove into Qiongqi's body. Soaring upward, he aimed a kick at the mountain-high sword.
Bang...
The sword, as tall as a mountain, stood unmoving, while Qiongqi was rebounded back.
Heishan let out a soft sound of surprise and then began to walk slowly, each step gathering an immense amount of terrifying power. With Qiongqi's advance, the depth of his footfalls into the ground increased exponentially.
Soon, Qiongqi arrived before the mountain-like sword and raised both hands.
Roar...
Qiongqi let out another earth-shattering roar and then forcefully pushed forward with both hands. The strength of Qiongqi could move mountains, yet he could not budge this Mountain Light Sword.
Inside the Mountain Light Sword, Antang and Cao Meng wore serious expressions, maintaining their hand seals and straining to resist.
At this moment, Xiao Mi and Qi Wan'er were also engaged in a fierce battle. Xiao Mi activated Demonic Blood along with her demonic Bloodline's extraordinary powers.
She transformed into a creature resembling a tiger, with long fur, a human face, tiger paws, and pig-like teeth. With a long tail and a fearsome demeanor, she embodied Taowu, one of the Four Great Ancient Beasts alongside Qiongqi.
Xiao Mi merged with the manifestation, causing Taowu to wield a blade in its left hand and a Sacred Artifact ancient mirror in its right. This made her even more terrifying.
Qi Wan'er did not dare to look directly at it; she activated her own manifestation. Her figure vanished from sight, and in its place appeared a giant sword that matched the height of the Mountain.
This sword was not an illusion like the one Antang and Cao Meng had conjured but a substantial giant sword. It was entirely dark green, engraved with numerous intricate patterns that resembled swirling clouds.
"This sword can only unleash its true power when it falls into your hands," Xiao Mi said as she gazed at the giant sword before her.
Qi Wan'er replied, "However, the Yuan Mu Mirror does not belong to you. How much power can you truly wield from it?"
"I was born into royalty; noble blood flows through my veins. This blood grants me divine might. I am inherently above others. By igniting the power of my royal Bloodline within me, I can compensate for any shortcomings in my connection with the Sacred Artifact," Xiao Mi replied calmly.
The demon race was referred to as demons by humans; however, powerful beings of the demon race always considered themselves the true royalty.
The stunning battle commenced, ultimately affecting the distant massive city. The city gates collapsed, and many houses and palaces near the battlefield crumbled and fell, burying soldiers who had not managed to evacuate beneath the ruins.
The commander of Fan City stood atop the fallen gates, gripping a long spear. He vowed to defend Fan City to his last breath while waiting for reinforcements to arrive.
Lin Feng looked at the chaotic scene of the city and asked, "Senior Brother, should we still go in?"
Even if they entered, the city had turned into rubble, losing its purpose as a hiding place.
Dugu Po continued forward, albeit slowly. He said, "Do you know why I walked so slowly before arriving at Fan City?"
Lin Feng replied, "I have my doubts; please enlighten me, Senior Brother."
"I was waiting for them to appear."
"Who are they?" Lin Feng paused and looked around, spreading his Divine Consciousness but found nothing. He turned to Lin Miaomiao, who had a stronger sense of Vital Energy Wave than he did.
Lin Miaomiao shook her head as well. "I haven't sensed anything either."
The battle raged on without pause, growing increasingly intense. Qi Wan'er felt a surge of anxiety—not from fear of Xiao Mi's strength but because the disciples of Qijian Pavilion were still the most wanted criminals in Great Zhou. Their brazen presence in the Great Zhou Kingdom during such a battle was detrimental to their movements.
In between skirmishes, Qi Wan'er glanced at Dugu Po. She had initially planned to follow the agreement with the Guan Family: once Dugu Po entered the city, she would consider her task complete and lead her junior brothers away.
However, today Dugu Po seemed like an old man; he walked too slowly. This worried Qi Wan'er as she sensed that powerful figures from Great Zhou were likely approaching.
Eventually, Dugu Po came to a halt. He stood only a hundred feet away from the original city gate. He turned to Lin Feng and said, "Junior Brother, please tell Qi Wan'er to leave as soon as possible."
"What about us?" Lin Feng couldn't help but ask.
"Of course, we will wait and see," Dugu Po replied calmly.
Lin Feng nodded and shouted towards Qi Wan'er in front, "Senior Qi, Senior An, and that senior, my brother thanks you for your help. Please leave quickly."
Qi Wan'er, Antang, and Cao Meng exchanged glances, reaching a consensus. They decided to withdraw from the battle. Xiao Mi and First Demon General Heishan also did not want to corner the people from Qijian Pavilion, as it would be disadvantageous for themselves.
Before leaving, Qi Wan'er cupped her hands in salute to Dugu Po and said, "Dugu Senior, take care."
"No need to see you off," Dugu Po replied curtly.
With the departure of the Disciple of the Qi Sword Pavilion, the situation on the battlefield returned to its previous state.
Qi Wan'er did not rush to attack but instead said, "Dugu Senior, the city ahead is now deserted; even half of it has collapsed. You have no place to hide."
Dugu Po turned to look at the wreckage of Fan City behind him and then said, "It seems that is indeed the case." (To be continued)
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