Invincible Dad-Chapter 523 - 453 I, Yao Wanshan, Swear to the Heavens_1
Chapter 523: Chapter 453 I, Yao Wanshan, Swear to the Heavens_1
The drumbeat was like thunder. The sword aura was like a rainbow!
It shocked Tianmo Palace’s Palace Master, Yao Wanshan, and the Purple Smoke Holy Master into the silence of cicadas in winter.
To become a Divine General of the Heavenly Court, one not only needed a starting cultivation level of the Immortal Venerable Realm but also had to perform significant meritorious services. Becoming one of the Heavenly Soldiers was much simpler, only requiring the Divine Bridge Realm strength needed to dominate a small Star Domain.
Before them stood hundreds of thousands at the Divine Bridge Realm, interspersed with tens of thousands at the Venerable Realm and a minority at the Celestial Venerable Realm. With the drumbeat from Baize, the Second Divine General of the Quasi-Emperor Realm, four hundred thousand Sword Intents coalesced.
Although the Sword Intent had yet to be unleashed, heaven and earth were already beginning to fracture, and thousands of stars in the sky had already exploded. If this single sword strike were to be unsheathed, half of the Eastern Desolate Domain would likely collapse.
This madwoman...
Xu Lai furrowed his brow slightly. This was, however, classic Baize. She had never been one for the spotlight, but if she was going to step into it, she was determined to become the brightest star in the sky.
If Qingfeng did not exist in this world, then among the top five most likely to become an emperor under the starry sky, two would definitely be women. One was Fairy Qing Yuan from the Eastern Immortal Domain, and the other was Baize, the Second Divine General of the Heavenly Court.
At this moment, the disciples and Elders of Tianmo Palace and the Purple Smoke Holy Land were so frightened their legs trembled, unable to even stand properly.
Yao Wanshan forced himself to speak, his voice small and tinged with a servility that betrayed his previous arrogance. "Fellow Daoist, is there perhaps... some misunderstanding between us?"
He had sensed a wisp of an Emperor Realm’s might. Although it wasn’t perfect, and was still a world away from the true oppressive power of the Emperor Realm, it was there nonetheless.
This woman... is a Quasi-Emperor!
Adding to that the combined Sword Intent from an army of four hundred thousand cultivators... even the Purple Smoke Holy Master, whose very body had once served as a material for Artifact Refining and who had followed a peerless Great Emperor for two lifetimes, felt a bone-deep chill. He didn’t dare utter a sound, furiously calculating his chances of escape.
But to the Purple Smoke Holy Master’s despair, he found that no matter how he calculated, there was not the slightest chance of survival!
Impossible. She’s just one Quasi-Emperor, and the other is just an Immortal Venerable. That Sword Intent may be strong, but I should still have a chance to escape...
The Purple Smoke Holy Master’s purplish face gradually turned pale. He sent a Divine Sense transmission, "Brother Yao, this place is too dangerous. We can’t stay. I have a fragment of a Great Emperor Formation, but activating it requires a sufficient amount of fresh blood."
"How much?"
"..."
The Purple Smoke Holy Master said nothing. His gaze swept over the thirteen thousand-some disciples and Elders of Tianmo Palace and the Purple Smoke Holy Land.
Having navigated the Cultivation World for tens of thousands of years, Yao Wanshan instantly understood the meaning behind that gaze. Without a sliver of hesitation, he bellowed, "Invaders of our Eastern Desolate Domain, whether you are a Quasi-Emperor or an Immortal Venerable, you will die! Disciples of Tianmo Palace, heed my command! Follow me into battle and defend the glory of the foremost sect of the Eastern Desolate Domain!"
Inspired, the disciples and Elders, who had previously been too terrified to even stand, found a sudden surge of courage and roared in unison:
"Fight!"
"Fight!"
"Fight!"
Outside the Mass Burial Mound, more than ten thousand cultivators from Tianmo Palace and the Purple Smoke Holy Land scrambled to their feet, their eyes bloodshot, all fear erased from their hearts.
"Demonic sound..." Senior Sister Yu Guiwan narrowed her eyes. The bellow from Tianmo Palace’s Master, Yao Wanshan, had carried a psychic fluctuation that momentarily influenced the Divine Sense of his sect’s disciples. It was only because of this that over ten thousand people could charge toward the westernmost corner, fearless of death.
Facing an army nearly eight times their number and far superior in cultivation, these disciples from the top sects of the Eastern Desolate Domain and the Boundless Domain were like moths to a flame.
And that was precisely what happened.
As Baize struck the giant beast-hide drum again, the world fell silent. The only thing left in anyone’s vision was a single, sky-obscuring silver sword light. In the darkness of the night, a line of blood stretching for dozens of miles appeared. The bodies of the disciples from Tianmo Palace and the Purple Smoke Holy Land were all silently bisected at the waist, killed instantly!
Yet the sword light did not stop, for its true targets were Yao Wanshan and the Purple Smoke Holy Master, who had already turned to flee!
Yao Wanshan sends his own disciples to their deaths, yet he, the master of a palace, flees without the slightest hesitation... Pathetic.
Xu Lai thought with disdain.
"Split!" Yao Wanshan’s eyes were blood-red. He bit the tip of his tongue and spat a mouthful of essence blood onto a golden bead in his palm. The next moment, he and his companion actually managed to evade the terrifyingly peerless sword strike that could have destroyed half the Eastern Desolate Domain!
PFFT.
Yao Wanshan coughed up more blood. Though his face was deathly pale, it was twisted into a frenzied sneer. "Damn woman, you couldn’t kill me today! In the future... I’ll make you kneel and beg me for mercy! Brother Purple Smoke, let’s go!"
The Purple Smoke Holy Master howled at the sky. He transformed into his true form: a humanoid Purple Smoke Stone a dozen meters tall. On the surface of the stone, which pulsed with a purple glow, a Formation was carved. The Formation was damaged, only about a third of its original self remaining, but no one dared to underestimate it.
Xu Lai voiced his surprise. "A Great Emperor Formation... Hmm, and a teleportation one at that. It can move you a million miles in an instant."
"That’s right," the Purple Smoke Holy Master laughed heartily. Who could have ever imagined that his true form was once a stone used by a Great Emperor for Artifact Refining, and that it had array patterns carved onto its surface?
He took a deep breath. The blood mist from the slain disciples was sucked dry by him, dyeing the array patterns a crimson red and causing them to emit a dazzling golden light. A terrifying power enveloped the two figures as their bodies began to grow illusory, on the verge of disappearing.
Baize’s long hair fluttered. Without turning her head, she looked toward Yao Wanshan and the Purple Smoke Holy Master and said, "Aren’t you going to make a move?"
The ’you’ she spoke of was, of course, Xu Lai. But to the ears of Yao Wanshan and the Purple Smoke Holy Master, it sounded utterly ridiculous.
"Unless The Supreme Emperor himself arrives, no one can break these Great Emperor’s array patterns!" the Purple Smoke Holy Master proclaimed proudly.
Baize brushed her hair back and smiled again, her expression laced with pity. "How charmingly naive."
"Wait—" Yao Wanshan’s expression froze as a terrifying thought struck him.
An army of 400,000 cultivators, all at least Divine Bridge Realm. A peerless female Quasi-Emperor. How many powers in the Immortal Domain could afford such an extravagant display? Among the handful of contenders, there was the Heavenly Court!
The Purple Smoke Holy Master arrived at the same terrifying conclusion. He was scared out of his wits. Still, that supreme being hadn’t left the Heavenly Court in five years. Would he really come to a place like the Mass Burial Mound? Impossible!
As the Formation fluctuated, the two vanished, reappearing a million miles away as the scenery around them abruptly changed.
The Purple Smoke Holy Master let out a sigh of relief. "He isn’t Emperor Qingfeng! He couldn’t disrupt our Formation’s teleportation!"
"I, Yao Wanshan, swear to the heavens that I will return to the Mass Burial Mound and personally take the fortuitous opportunity that belongs to me!" Yao Wanshan roared at the sky. "And that female Quasi-Emperor! The next time we meet, I will be the one to cut you down!"
WHOOSH—
A refreshing breeze swept past, so pleasant that they instinctively closed their eyes.
When they opened them again, the scenery had changed once more. They had somehow returned to the Mass Burial Mound, a million miles away from where they had just been.
A hundred meters away stood a woman in white that surpassed the snow. It was, of course, Baize.
She smiled faintly. "We meet again. I heard you were going to cut me down?"
"..."
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Chapter 523 - 453 I, Yao Wanshan, Swear to the Heavens_1
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