Chapter 717 - 717 67 Ye Ancestor_2
717: Chapter 67 Ye Ancestor_2 717: Chapter 67 Ye Ancestor_2 “Indeed.”
Wu Zhexian spoke coldly.
His war intent in his eyes grew more intense, and his voice became deeper: “However…
you underestimated Da Chu’s determination to cleanse demons.”
Lu Yuzhen squinted his eyes, the smile on his face gradually fading.
Wu Zhexian looked up at the heavenly peak once more, where white paper concealed the dome, above the dark clouds, the wind and snow howled…
The entire White Paper Barrier was engulfed by heavy snowfall.
The howling echoed.
Yet above the snow-laden cloud top, there seemed to be an even sharper howling sound, approaching rapidly from afar.
“Do you know what’s going to happen tonight?”
Lu Yuzhen frowned as he spoke.
He suddenly realized why Wu Zhexian kept looking up at the sky.
The reason this guy was “late” was neither out of laziness nor contempt for the White Ghost Daoist Mo.
It was because…
After the information revealed by Dao Jiu, Wu Zhexian personally set out to visit a fellow cultivator of the same realm.
Upon entering the White Paper Cave Heaven.
Everything Wu Zhexian did was merely delay.
He was waiting for the second Yang God!
“Someone in the Book Tower reminded me, the Paperman Sect Taoist Lord loves to lay traps…
like a mantis stalking a cicada, unaware of the bird behind.”
Wu Zhexian said expressionlessly, “Tonight’s big catch seems to be White Ghost Daoist Mo and others.
But in reality, you are the fisherman waiting to reap the benefits.”
“…”
Lu Yuzhen no longer had any smile on his face.
He lifted his head, his expression serious.
A streak of sword qi sounded, growing more piercing and ear-splitting.
Above the heavenly peak, the white paper shattered, a beam of azure sword light descended from the sky, aiming at the spot where Lu Yuzhen’s Pure White Saint was.
The myriad sword qi scattered like sweet rain, this sword pierced the void, and as it fell, it unleashed an unparalleled atmosphere of “destruction”…
the intent of this sword is seventy percent similar to the “Annihilation Dao Realm”, yet its resolute ambition exceeds even that.
Boom!
Lu Yuzhen floated backward, retreating a hundred meters away.
A sword fell.
Thousands of grass leaves instantly shattered.
The sword qi imbued with destruction spread, the grass leaves within a hundred meters instantly burned to black ashes—
Lu Yuzhen dodged quickly, but he still caught a strand of sword qi.
His sleeve fluttered in the wind.
The snow-white cloak swayed, descending, the white paper stained by sword qi quickly turned pitch black, even though Lu Yuzhen immediately made a cut, that strand of black “burning intent” spread rapidly, enveloping the entire sleeve in an instant, the snow-white cloak began to burn with a rumbling sound.
Lu Yuzhen frowned and swept his sleeve, forcefully clapping together with the Pure White Saint’s dharma form to extinguish the sword qi…
But it still ended in failure.
Ultimately.
He abandoned the entire cloak, somewhat clumsily tossing it out, watching as the cloak turned to ashes.
“Flame Flower Style?”
Lu Yuzhen felt a bit sentimental, somewhat pained, but more satisfied.
The Paperman Sect’s Dark Child has many.
Yet those who can truly infiltrate the Holy Land Families are very few…
Xiao Qi is considered the most important Dark Child.
He had no interest in Baihua Valley’s sword moves, only wanting to steal the last move “Flame Flower”.
Currently, less than five people in the entire Baihua Valley have comprehended this Flame Flower Style.
To be able to execute it at this level.
Only one person.
Over the years, as the world fluctuated, with fortunes shifting, the Battle of Poison drained the Da Chu Dynasty’s primordial energy…
many Holy Land Families, thus declined.
Baihua Valley is one of the few Holy Lands that rose against the current, occupying a place in Qing State due to a sufficiently powerful ancestor guarding the mountain.
This ancestor was of the same era as Da Sui Sword Palace’s Zhao Chunyang and Taoist Xiao Yaozi.
Of course…
in terms of cultivation realm, the Baihua Valley’s ancestor couldn’t match the Sword Palace or Taoist Sect.
But within Qing State, he was powerful enough to rule with just one hand.
A hundred meters around, everything was scorched and swept clean by this sword qi, countless blackened and ashen wilted grass leaves fluttered in the air.
One sword, Flame Flower Style.
Directly shattered the White Paper Barrier.
Snow-white sword light condensed into substance, swayed and descended at the center of the barrier, an elderly man, spirited and snow-white bearded, in a red robe, hovered above the sword light, wild winds rose, his large sleeves fluttering.
“…Ye Ancestor.”
Wu Zhexian finally waited for the person he was waiting for.
The majestic divine radiance enveloping the Martial Arts Saint Body finally eased a bit.
His spirit no longer tense, he saluted the grand robed figure standing at the sword’s tip, his voice respectful.
As for cultivation level.
Ye Ancestor was a level higher than him.
As for seniority.
He himself was clearly the junior.
This salute was necessary.
…
…
The raging Sword Qi gradually dissipated.
A single move of the Flame Flower Style broke open a gap in the White Paper Barrier, turning the entire wilderness into desolation.
“Sect Master Wu…”
Ye Ancestor stood atop the sword’s edge, looking at the man not far off who discarded his white cloak, and spoke softly, “Is this the ‘Paperman Taoist’ you mentioned?”
The Southern Border Demon Cleansing this time was grand in scale, and the incident with Thousand Connections Taoist had long been spread throughout the Capital City…
Wu Zhexian traveled beforehand, visiting various places, hoping one of the Holy Land Lords would be willing to lend a hand.
But unfortunately, Mountain Peak Cultivators who have reached the Yang God Realm are mostly indifferent, as reaching this realm often requires them to sustain a massive sect behind them.
Every action of a Mountain Peak Cultivator invites massive “Cause and Effect,” and without sufficient compensation, no one wants to step in unconditionally.
Wu Zhexian was an exception.
It’s been many years since a “Divine Embryo Proved the Dao” appeared inside the territory of Da Chu.
The last one was Qin Ancestor guarding the Dragon Vein’s fortunes.
It’s said that those martial artists who prove the Dao with strength have a stronger immunity to “Cause and Effect” after achieving the Yang God status compared to other cultivators of the same realm.
Only.
Being slightly stronger does not mean they can act recklessly, as countless costs of cause and effect remain…
Those veteran Yang Gods still don’t understand why Wu Zhexian is so diligent, volunteering to bear numerous burdens for the Great Chu Imperial City.
Perhaps it’s because he is too young, or maybe influenced by Qin Ancestor…
In summary, this young Yang God willingly labors for the Da Chu Dynasty, but such a person, like the sun that burns excessively, often has an early demise.
The expedition against the Paperman Sect, despite unexpected changes at the last minute.
Most of the Holy Land Lords were unconcerned.
To them…
Even if the Paperman Sect is strong, it’s merely an Evil Sect hiding in the South Border, never to see daylight.
Each Holy Land has dispatched their most powerful elders and the most promising saint heirs for this Southern Border Demon Cleansing.
How can the Paperman Sect turn the tide?
Wu Zhexian hoped for a second Yang God to lend a hand…
The reasoning was sound, the intentions good, but since the one from Ren Shou Palace did not speak, none of these Yang Gods responded.
Except for Ye Ancestor.
The Sword Cultivators from Baihua Valley have always been straightforward.
Hearing about the changes in the Southern Border Demon Cleansing, Ye Ancestor agreed to Wu Zhexian’s invitation readily.
However, he was in the midst of crafting his “Lifebound Sword” and at a crucial moment, requiring Wu Zhexian to wait a little.
Originally, Wu Zhexian planned to wait for Ye Ancestor to travel south together.
But it couldn’t be delayed any longer on True Master Jun Shan’s side, so he went ahead.
Luckily…
Ye Ancestor did not make him wait too long.
“Indeed, this person is Lu Yuzhen!”
Wu Zhexian said in a deep voice, “Lu Yuzhen is deeply sinful, with a cunning heart!
Please, Ye Ancestor, join me in slaying this fiend!”
The strong wind howled.
The white cloak burned thoroughly in the air.
Lu Yuzhen, hands clasped behind his back, smiled and said, “So this is the legendary Flame Flower Style…
This move is truly formidable.
I wonder how many in the world can withstand it if this sword penetrates the bone?”
“…”
Ye Ancestor, expressionless, was about to activate the Sword Qi.
“Senior!
Be very careful!”
Wu Zhexian hesitated for a moment, then said, “Lu Yuzhen…
has the Undying Spring on him!”
Ye Ancestor was momentarily stunned.
“What did you say?”
He furrowed his brow, barely able to believe what he had just heard.
“Yes, I have confirmed it.”
Wu Zhexian took a deep breath, assumed an offensive stance, and solemnly said, “This guy…
has the Undying Spring on him.
Even in a two against one fight, you must be cautious.”
As the words fell.
The sword artifact trembled, resonating inch by inch.
The roar of the Sword Qi reignited, overpowering the wind and snow.
“Is that so?”
Ye Ancestor stared at Lu Yuzhen, his expression grim, “…Hearing this news is really troublesome.”