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Chapter 07: A Sword Pierces Through
When Lian Yun arrived at the South City Gate, he was somewhat surprised to see the three Ten Thousand Disciples of the Xianjian Sect. Then, a thought crossed his mind, and he instantly understood.
After all, what was about to erupt was the High Emperor Beast Tide, and even the weakest Chaos Beasts were at High Emperor level. Essentially, no one below Monarch could participate in this battle.
Since these disciples could not engage in combat, it would be beneficial to send them over for Lian Yun to 'utilize.' If there were any gains, it would be their opportunity.
The thirty thousand disciples of the Xianjian Sect were led by the plump Xiao Chengzhong, Cai Dongjie—who had once agreed to a duel with Lian Yun but never fought—and a core female disciple of the Xianjian Sect.
Moreover, Xiao Chengzhong was leading an Intermediate Monarch team, indicating that his current status might be slightly higher than Cai Dongjie’s.
With that, Lian Yun waved his hand and released a Soul Sword. The sword shot toward Xiao Chengzhong's face in an instant.
Xiao Chengzhong remained calm. Just as the Soul Sword was about to make contact with his face, he leaned back slightly and swung his sword to deflect Lian Yun's Soul Sword.
However, Lian Yun's Soul Sword did not get knocked away; instead, it spun around and lunged at Xiao Chengzhong again.
Xiao Chengzhong took half a step back and did not attack immediately. He waited until the Soul Sword approached once more before swinging his sword down. This time, he applied his strength very skillfully, striking at the tip of the Soul Sword and forcing it to fly away.
Lian Yun retracted the Soul Sword and smiled slightly. "Not bad."
"Thank you for your guidance, White Patron," Xiao Chengzhong said respectfully as he cupped his hands in greeting.
Xiao Chengzhong had always favored winning through speed, perhaps believing that martial arts were all about swiftness. However, he was not suited for a purely speed-based sword style. Thus, Lian Yun's subtle hint to him was that great wisdom often appears foolish.
The reality should be that one is as immovable as a mountain, while the other moves like a swift rabbit. This is the true swordsmanship suited for Xiao Chengzhong.
Originally, Lian Yun thought it would take Xiao Chengzhong some time to comprehend this, but he was surprised at how quickly he grasped it and integrated it into his own style, significantly enhancing his strength.
However, Xiao Chengzhong's attitude left Lian Yun somewhat helpless; it reflected the hierarchy between elder and junior, indicating that they would find it difficult to become friends.
Shaking his head in slight regret, Lian Yun looked at the three and said, "Ten People form a team, a hundred make a group, a thousand create a unit, and Ten Thousand People form a formation to practice the Ten Thousand Swords Classic. You may begin now."
The three bowed in acknowledgment and then turned to direct the three Ten Thousand Disciples to start organizing themselves.
At the South City Gate, the area was originally guarded by the Yaochi sect along with some solitary experts. The women of the Yaochi sect occupied half of the central position, while the Xianjian Sect took up one-third on one side, leaving the remaining one-fifth for idle individuals on the other side.
Among them were numerous high-ranking and peak-level warriors. Although they did not dare to engage in battle outside the city, they could still unleash ranged attacks from atop the city walls, alleviating some pressure on those who ventured out to fight.
Most people were stationed on the city walls; however, due to the area required for the Ten Thousand People Formation, all thirty thousand disciples of the Xianjian Sect were within the city walls. This caused many to turn back frequently with expressions of curiosity and confusion.
Nevertheless, the Disciples of the Sword Spirit Sect were not originally from Xianyang City; their arrival was somewhat inconsequential. However, if they could form combat strength, it would only benefit Xianyang City without any drawbacks.
As Lian Yun ascended the city wall, Zhuang Wuxue approached him and asked, "What are your plans?"
"I'll let my junior go first and test things out!"
Zhuang Wuxue nodded in silence and stood beside Lian Yun as they both gazed ahead.
As she had thought before, Lian Yun's request for one-third of the territory was merely a conservative demand.
With a slight tremor in the sandy ground before the city walls, Zhuang Wuxue sighed and said, "It is rumored that if the Chaos Beasts appearing on the surface are not eliminated in time, they will evolve on their own after a certain period."
"That's why there is an annual Beast Tide encompassing the Twelve Cities. Usually, it consists of Initial Emperor and even Mid-Emperor Beast Tides, but this year unexpectedly features a High Emperor Beast Tide. I wonder if any Half Emperors have come to assist."
Lian Yun nodded but seemed to be deep in thought.
Previously, Lian Yun believed that Chaos Beasts were almost entirely produced by Yin Yang City, so their unique abilities were fundamentally granted by Yin Yang City's Earth Formation. Therefore, she had never speculated about the reason why Chaos Beasts could absorb Earth Spirit Power.
However, if understood according to Zhuang Wuxue's statement, it meant that Yin Yang City's grand formation could not completely restrain the Chaos Beasts.
In this case, if some Chaos Beasts that frequently appeared on the surface were not eliminated in time, over time, the Chaos Beasts within Yin Yang City could potentially lead to an uncontrollable situation.
From this perspective, the movement of the Chaos Beast Tide by Yin Yang City seemed somewhat justified.
Yet, with Yin Yang City possessing Three Major Troops in considerable numbers, why not utilize their strength to eliminate those Chaos Beasts through regular missions? Instead, they were gathering at the city gates in a vanguard posture to resist the initial assault of the Beast Tide.
It was evident that this was not due to concern for their potential sacrifice, which was something Lian Yun found difficult to comprehend at present.
However, Lian Yun did not dwell on it too much. She nodded at Zhuang Wuxue and then floated backward.
The Xianjian Sect's Ten Thousand Disciples formed a formation to practice the Ten Thousand Swords Classic, creating a massive Greatsword. Although it did not exude an obvious aura, the Illusory Greatsword still conveyed a sense of grandeur.
Due to the differing levels of understanding of the Ten Thousand Disciples regarding the Ten Thousand Swords Classic, this Giant Sword actually exuded an aura of being strong on the outside but weak on the inside, lacking any real attack power.
However, as Lian Yun sat cross-legged within the Illusory Greatsword, a Giant Sword organized by Cai Dongsheng quickly radiated a powerful presence. This presence was initially chaotic but gradually stabilized. Once it reached unity, it became increasingly formidable.
When the Beast Shadow appeared on the horizon ahead, the momentum of the Giant Sword had reached an indescribable level. Almost everyone on the city wall turned to look, including Zhuang Wuxue.
If one had to describe it, it was a sensation that made one feel as if they could effortlessly slay a Peerless Monarch.
As the Chaos Beasts crawled, ran, and flew low towards them, covering a distance of two to three kilometers, those on the city wall were already overwhelmed by deafening sounds and the shaking of the wall that even induced a sense of dizziness.
At that moment, as the three hundred robots took their first steps, Lian Yun suddenly opened his eyes and pointed forward. With this gesture, the Giant Sword formed by Ten Thousand People practicing the Ten Thousand Swords Classic beneath him instantly shrank tenfold and then vanished towards the ground ahead.
Initially, outsiders did not sense anything unusual, but in the next moment, they realized that the entire Beast Tide had suddenly split in two. Between the two halves of the Beast Tide was a passageway a hundred meters wide, stretching straight through.
A single sword pierced through the entire Beast Tide—something even a Peerless Monarch would find impossible to achieve.
(End of Chapter)
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