Eternal Saber

Xinping Zen Temple.

The visitors coming to burn incense and pray to Buddha these days were actually former members of the Wu Dynasty from Ghost Cry Ridge.

Before coming, Qin Xi, worried about any unexpected events, had someone scout ahead.

After confirming there was no danger, Qin Xi and the other two proceeded to Xiping Temple.

However, with the cultivation of those former members of Wu Dynasty, how could they possibly detect the presence of the Profound Celestial Sect Leader!

Kou Zhenshan, Xu Ridge, and the others were shocked when they heard the commotion coming from Xiping Temple and quickly rushed outside to look in that direction.

Something’s wrong!

They all secretly felt alarmed,

it appeared that the three of them were already trapped in Xiping Temple.

"Let’s go rescue them!"

Kou Zhenshan hesitated barely at all before deciding to lead people over.

"How do we rescue them?"

Someone said, "Over there is the battlefield of Grandmasters of Transformation Realm, if even the Grand General can’t bring His Highness out, there’s nothing we can do by going over."

Kou Zhenshan frowned and said, "Then what should we do, just stand here and watch, waiting in vain?"

"If Martial General Mountain is a trap, we might not be able to get out either."

Xu Ridge’s expression was grim as he said, "Let’s have a few brothers go down the mountain to investigate."

Before the words had finished, someone rushed in from outside, panting, "The situation is dire, the great army of the Northern Kingdom has surrounded Martial General Mountain completely, there’s likely no way out!"

"Whose troops?"

Kou Zhenshan quickly asked.

The person said, "Judging from the raised flags, besides the marshals of the Profound Celestial Sect, there’s also the armies of the Murong and Yuwen families."

Kou Zhenshan and Xu Ridge both felt a sinking in their hearts.

Murong Daoye and Yuwen Mao have also come!

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Inside Xiping Temple.

The Profound Celestial Sect Leader had already cultivated to the Returning to Void Realm, with a thought of the divine soul, able to control sixteen flying swords simultaneously!

And now, to kill Qin Xi and the other two, sixteen flying swords shot out at once!

Woo woo woo!

The Zen Master’s palm exerted force, snapping the string of prayer beads with a flick.

As the string broke, eighteen prayer beads turned into streaks of golden light, shooting through the air.

Of these, sixteen collided with the sixteen flying swords.

The remaining two prayer beads reversed direction, aiming at the Profound Celestial Sect Leader in the air!

At the same time, the Zen Master wielded the Zen Staff, soaring into the sky.

"Trickery of a petty kind!"

The Profound Celestial Sect Leader snorted lightly, waiting for the two prayer beads to come close, merely waving his sleeve to repel them away.

"Mountain-moving!"

Simultaneously, the Profound Celestial Sect Leader formed a spell with his hand, uttering lightly.

In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color!

As the Profound Celestial Sect Leader pointed forward, a terrifying force rapidly gathered in the sky, transforming into a gigantic mountain, pressing down towards the Zen Master!

Bang!

The Zen Master propped the Zen Staff beneath this enormous mountain.

But the mountain’s power was overwhelmingly strong.

The Zen Staff creaked under the pressure, barely holding, ready to break at any moment!

"Buddha’s Radiant Light!"

The Zen Master softly chanted, releasing the true intent of Buddhism!

Swoosh!

From within the Zen Master suddenly burst a golden radiance, holy and solemn, spreading around.

The Zen Staff, imbued with this golden light, shone brilliantly, finally halting the mountain’s descent.

"Rise!"

The Profound Celestial Sect Leader’s other hand once again formed a spell, pointing below the Zen Master.

Rumble!

From the ground of Xiping Temple, several gigantic stone pillars rose, transforming into stone dragons, lunging at the Zen Master.

Like the Flying Sword techniques of the Qi Cultivation Realm and Foundation Establishment Realm Mystics, the approach is relatively singular, mainly relying on flying swords.

But upon reaching the Returning to Void Realm, Mystics use their divine souls to connect with the universe, gathering mana with spells, casting various powerful magic at will.

The Zen Master, gripping the Zen Staff, supported the falling mountain in the sky.

At the same time, he controlled the prayer beads, entangled with the Profound Celestial Sect Leader’s flying swords.

He also had to fend off the stone dragons lunging from below, momentarily overwhelmed.

Rumble!

The stone dragons kept assaulting the golden Buddha’s light enveloping the Zen Master.

As time passed, this light began to waver, growing dimmer, ready to shatter at any moment!

After all, the Zen Master was growing old.

But the Profound Celestial Sect Leader was at his peak!

During this standoff, he could barely hold on, seeming even older.

"Old bald donkey!"

The Profound Celestial Sect Leader said coldly, "You joined that crazy woman, the Evil Emperor, in slaying my sect’s True Dragon, today is your death day!"

"Not necessarily!"

A long howl suddenly rang from outside.

The newcomer was astonishingly fast, like the wind.

The howl initially seemed distant, but by the time of the last word, the figure had arrived close.

The Profound Celestial Sect Leader looked towards the voice.

The newcomer was clad in a black robe, tall, with hair tied and fastened, carrying a long blade on his back—it was Chen Tang!

Qifu Minglan recognized Chen Tang, couldn’t help but sneer, saying, "It seems His Majesty’s successor is no different; still falling into our trap, like us."

Qin Xi shook his head, saying, "Not the same."

"How not the same?" Qifu Minglan asked.

Qin Xi glanced at her and said, "We didn’t see the danger, falling into the trap. But he knows the danger, yet chooses to walk in."

Qifu Minglan pursed her lips, saying, "Looks the same to me."

"You came just in time!"

The Profound Celestial Sect Leader’s eyes shone brightly, he lightly exclaimed, "The blood debt of the True Dragon, Silver Flood Dragon, is for you to repay!"

"Hahaha!"

Chen Tang laughed heartily, a purple-gold radiance burst forth, stretching and cracking his bones, his figure expanded like a god descending, shouting, "Profound Celestial Sect Leader, my senior brother self-immolated as a sacrifice, you’re the culprit, pay with your life!"

Clang!

’Eternal’ was unsheathed!

A blazing blade cut through the void, slicing straight towards the Profound Celestial Sect Leader!

The Profound Celestial Sect Leader’s eyes narrowed slightly.

In just half a year, this child’s combat power had increased again!

Not daring to be careless, he hastily controlled the falling mountain to block in front of him.

Bang!

The blade struck the mountain heavily with a loud boom, earsplitting!

Crack, crack!

Huge cracks appeared on the mountain, which then crumbled.

This blade not only condensed all of Chen Tang’s power but was filled with the pent-up anger over Yuan Qingshan’s death.

In this moment, he finally had a chance to avenge Yuan Qingshan!

With just one blade, he destroyed the Profound Celestial Sect Leader’s mountain-moving magic.

The Profound Celestial Sect Leader retreated, squinted slightly, creating some distance with Chen Tang, said in a deep voice, "The two of you, it’s time to act."

Two figures soared into the air.

The elder on the left stood eight feet tall, imposing, dignified, with thick eyebrows and a square face, a beard like a halberd, eyes like torches, wielding a silver-white spear, stepping through the air.

The one on the right wore ancient bronze battle armor, a rough iron helmet, wielding a nine-foot-long crescent halberd, his eyes sharp like an eagle, exuding killing intent!

Daqian’s First War God, Murong Daoye.

Grand Commandant of Daqian, Yuwen Mao.

"Murong, I leave that old bald donkey to you."

The Profound Celestial Sect Leader spoke, gave Yuwen Mao a glance, and slowly said, "I intend to kill this Chen Tang myself!"

Murong Daoye remained expressionless, horizontally held the silver spear, charged towards the Zen Master.

After all, Chen Tang was the heir of the Emperor Wu and a junior, he felt a bit reluctant to go all out against Chen Tang.

Facing the Zen Master, he had no such qualms.