Chapter 213: The Might of the Immortal Sword, Executing the Traitor
“Go, get out of here!” you roared at the Heavenly Blade Sect cultivators, then punched at the void around you.
Your immense power tore through the void directly, and the three Tribulation Transcendence cultivators hiding within were blasted out by your strike.
“Interesting!”
“So you are the Sect Master of the Heavenly Blade Sect?”
“How interesting. Zhang San dying at your hands was no injustice.” The three Tribulation Transcendence cultivators of the Profound Heaven Holy Land sized you up and spoke one after another.
“Two mid-stage Tribulation Transcendence cultivators and one late-stage Tribulation Transcendence cultivator. Heh! The Profound Heaven Holy Land really went all out!” You looked at the three Tribulation Transcendence cultivators before you and sneered, not a trace of fear in your eyes.
One of the mid-stage Tribulation Transcendence cultivators saw that the Heavenly Blade Sect disciples were trying to flee, and immediately moved to stop them.
Seeing this, you punched out directly, forcing this mid-stage Tribulation Transcendence cultivator back!
“This!” the mid-stage Tribulation Transcendence cultivator you had repelled said in shock.
“No matter. A pack of Return-to-Void cultivators is nothing to worry about.” The late-stage Tribulation Transcendence cultivator with the highest cultivation waved his hand dismissively, yet his gaze remained fixed on you the entire time.
“Yes, First Elder.” The mid-stage Tribulation Transcendence cultivator said respectfully.
“This… young friend, would you be willing to join our Profound Heaven Holy Land?” the First Elder said with a chuckle.
Hearing this, you put on a thoughtful expression on the surface, but in secret you had already sent a voice transmission to the Ancestor Ghost Blade, who was still fighting.
“Ancestor, the Profound Heaven Holy Land has the numbers. You withdraw first!”
“No. If I leave, what will happen to you?” the Ancestor Ghost Blade refused without a shred of hesitation.
“I have lived long enough. I have gotten my money’s worth. You brat, go first. I will buy you time!”
“Well? Have you thought it over?” The First Elder of the Profound Heaven Holy Land did not give you any time to think at all. The pressure of a late-stage Tribulation Transcendence cultivator bore down on you head-on.
You relied on your powerful physical body to endure it by force, while sending a voice transmission to the Ancestor Ghost Blade.
“I have my own way to escape. Ancestor, go quickly!”
“This is an order!!!”
Without giving the Ancestor Ghost Blade any time to react, you took up the broken Immortal Sword and charged forward head-on, the sword pointed at the three Tribulation Transcendence cultivators.
“Fuck your mother!!!”
“Hm???” The First Elder’s expression changed, his face turning terrifyingly dark, and he pointed a finger at you without hesitation.
An incomparably matchless aura of destruction emitted from the First Elder’s fingertip. Within this one finger, you sensed an enormous Crisis!
Faced with the massive gap in realms, you did not dare be careless. In an instant, hundreds of thousands of flying swords fused into the Immortal Sword. The Returning Unity Sword formed from the fusion of the Immortal Sword was terrifyingly strong, and the might of the Immortal Sword was stimulated as a result.
“Not good!” Under this sword, the First Elder sensed the threat of death, and even the depths of his soul could not help but tremble!
“This sword strike — I will die!” To survive, the First Elder immediately flung the mid-stage Tribulation Transcendence cultivator beside him forward, while he himself rapidly retreated, dodging this sword.
Under the might of the Immortal Sword, the mid-stage Tribulation Transcendence cultivator the First Elder had thrown over was instantly reduced to nothing, not even a sliver of Remnant Soul left behind.
The other mid-stage Tribulation Transcendence cultivator, though he had dodged early, still suffered the aftershock and was instantly gravely wounded.
Under the power of this sword of yours, the entire world lost its color, and even time seemed to pause.
As the residual might dispersed, you stood alone on the spot, holding the sword in one hand, maintaining the posture of your strike without moving.
This was the first time since breaking through to the peak of the Fusion realm that you had gone all out, unleashing the might of the Immortal Sword without holding anything back. Even you could not have imagined the terrifying destructive power.
The destructive power was formidable indeed, but you had also been drained of all the spiritual power within your body. If not for your powerful physical body, you would probably already be lying on the ground, weak and helpless.
The power of this sword was too great. For a time, no one dared to make a reckless move, and you took this opportunity to circulate your technique and quietly recover your spiritual power.
In the distance, the First Elder narrowed his eyes, observing you. Though he could tell your spiritual power was exhausted and you were at the end of your rope, he still did not dare approach.
The power of that sword just now was deeply imprinted in the First Elder’s mind, and even now his heart still palpitated with fear.
On the silent battlefield, only the gravely wounded mid-stage Tribulation Transcendence cultivator was there, groaning in pain.
You glanced at him. The residual power of the Immortal Sword still lingered, constantly inflicting harm on the mid-stage Tribulation Transcendence cultivator.
You observed the battlefield environment: one gravely wounded mid-stage Tribulation Transcendence cultivator, one early-stage Tribulation Transcendence cultivator who posed no threat at all, and one extremely cautious late-stage Tribulation Transcendence cultivator.
As for the Ancestor Ghost Blade, after you unleashed that sword, he had long since vanished.
Feeling the one tenth of spiritual power that had just recovered within your body, you narrowed your eyes, and a little scheme was already brewing in your mind.
Suddenly, you moved!
Holding the Immortal Sword, you slashed down at the gravely wounded mid-stage Tribulation Transcendence cultivator lying on the ground!
The First Elder’s figure suddenly appeared, wanting to block this strike. As the First Elder of the Profound Heaven Holy Land, he naturally would not watch a mid-stage Tribulation Transcendence Elder die before his eyes.
Fell for it!
Your face lit up with joy. You suddenly abandoned the attack, executed Shrinking the Earth to an Inch, and in an instant appeared behind the Ancestor Wuchi, thrusting the Immortal Sword in your hand violently forward.
The scene came too suddenly. The Ancestor Wuchi had no time to resist at all, and was run through the heart by your sword!
The Ancestor Wuchi’s eyes flew wide open. His neck twisted mechanically to look at your face, his eyes filled with disbelief.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye. By the time the First Elder snapped to his senses and wanted to intervene, the Ancestor Wuchi had already had his life force extinguished by the residual power of the Immortal Sword.
You stored the Ancestor Wuchi’s corpse away, gave the First Elder a provocative glance, then rapidly departed in one direction.
Behind you, the First Elder watched your departing back with deep meaning, yet never moved to stop you.
Not long after leaving, you found a place and entered secluded cultivation.
That sword had drained too much. You needed to recover properly.
By the time your cultivation returned to its peak state, it was already seven days later. You came out of seclusion.
You began searching based on the divine sense marks you had previously left on the Heavenly Blade Sect disciples.
A week later, you arrived at a desolate, uninhabited village.
“Sect Master!”
“The Sect Master is back!”
“Wuu wuu wuu, thank goodness!”
The moment your figure appeared in the village, the Heavenly Blade Sect disciples had already spotted you.
At your arrival, the Heavenly Blade Sect disciples wept with joy, feeling that the future now held hope.
The Ancestor Ghost Blade also appeared, came before you, and said with a smile,
“Not bad, not bad!”