Chapter 1445 - 682: Kunlun’s Elite Troops (Part 2)

Chapter 1445: Chapter 682: Kunlun’s Elite Troops (Part 2)

Approximately, the Demon Sect’s original plan was to sharpen the blade on the battlefield itself, using war as tribulation training. They meant to take this bunch of newbies and charge straight into the Kunlun Secret Realm, killing all the way through—meeting tribulation, crossing tribulation, encountering demons, slaying demons—breaking through one pass after another, tempering them at every step. On one hand they’d rely on the many layers and unfathomable dangers of the Kunlun Immortal Mountain secret realm to conceal their tracks; on the other hand they’d use slaughter and tribulation as training, speed-levelling a batch of experts, and finally rendezvous with the main force at Heavenly Mountain to fight a decisive battle against our Divine Sect.

This move was insanely risky; the slightest mistake meant total annihilation. In fact, in the end they never even made it to the battlefield—their calculation was off, they lost the formation. But man proposes, heaven disposes; if they had truly walked out of Kunlun, it would indeed have been a stunning, unexpected victory—one single move to flip the board.

Our sect has always known this unit existed, but the countless terrains of the Kunlun Secret Realm are just too complex; all these years we could never find their tracks. That’s why we laid down Great Arrays and heavy troops at every mountain pass and key point in Kunlun—to guard against the day this surprise force suddenly popped out of some god‑forsaken corner. It also meant that much of our strength has been tied down in Kunlun these years, unable to launch a grand offensive against the Central Plains...

Looks like after five hundred years of tempering, they still managed to trample through Kunlun and succeed in their cultivation, emerging from seclusion. The day to decide victory and defeat has finally come."

At this very moment, Tang Xian’er was also shaken.

She’d actually always known that a country bumpkin girl like herself, spending her days sitting in some mountain ditch raising pets and gathering Medicine, was just a Mixed Cultivator watching the sky from the bottom of a well. So she’d patiently grind levels and hardly dared go out adventuring; if that Immortal Sword Divine Weapon hadn’t fallen on her head this time, she wouldn’t have voluntarily crawled out of her nest.

But hearing today of the Immortals from Divine Sect and Mystic Sect clashing with Magic, she was still shaken to the core.

So this is the scale of the Three Great Sects?

Taking Heaven and Earth as the board, all living beings as pieces, a contest of Magic spanning five hundred years, everyone using perilous gambits, each move a godlike hand—killing all the way to exterminating sects and bloodlines, just to争个输赢, to settle victory and defeat...

"Ah, Mixed Cultivator... I’m just a Mixed Cultivator..."

The altar master realized he’d talked too much and scared the old country granny, and hurried to comfort her,

"Grandma, don’t worry. Our Divine Sect long ago calculated for this very day. As long as we can rely on the Great Array and hold for seven days, withstand the Demon Sect’s offensive, the situation will surely turn. The various Supremes of our Divine Sect and the Protector armies will definitely converge here! When that time comes, you and I will be first in merit!"

Outside, the Mystic Sect seized the Heaven‑Qi and Earth Vein, Dharma Manifestation turning to Divine Transformation, revealing eight Taoist protector Gods. All gathered form from Daoist energy, stretching to a full forty zhang tall, Divine Light blazing from their bodies, each wielding a different Divine Weapon or magic treasure, and all together slammed down on the Blood Array!

"Boom!"

For a moment, blood‑colored gauze and scarlet banners filled the sky, then cracked and shattered like an eggshell.

Tang Xian’er swallowed a mouthful of spit,

"...You can really hold out seven days like this?"

The altar master fell silent.

Tang Xian’er, "Say something, hey!"

The altar master coughed twice and spat a mouthful of blood.

Tang Xian’er, "You’re spitting blood, hey!"

The altar master waved his hand, coughing,

"Cough, cough, it’s fine. I... cough, cough... I can still hang on. Anyway, catch that guy first. At least make some contribution, cough, cough..."

"In any case, I still have to split my focus to maintain the Array. I must trouble Grandma to lend me a hand, cough, cough..."

Only then did Tang Xian’er look back and realize that three‑on‑one over there, and they still hadn’t caught her.

Well, actually these Blood Puppets really aren’t weak. Although Blood God’s Son has wiped out their Divine Soul, the Primordial Spirit Secret Technique of the Divine Sect is terrifyingly powerful; it has long since completely refined their Host’s soul, so all their Cultivation Technique skills and capabilities can be used with total proficiency.

It’s just that, as the altar master said, his mind is all on maintaining the Array and resisting those Demon Sect cultivators outside the city. With the enemy at the gates, he has no leisure to personally take control and handle capturing a mere Nascent Soul Realm True Man. So for the time being he can only treat the three Blood Puppets like three humanoid blood beasts. Their move‑sets, Skills, and cooperation of forms inevitably show Weaknesses and gaps.

Besides, Master Huilan actually isn’t weak either. Five hundred years ago she was already a proper Heng Mountain Disciple, a solid backbone of the Mystic Sect. After all these years of the Mystic Sect’s tribulations and Kunlun training, her Zhen and Returning Dust dual Dao Power has been refined to the extreme, and her Shangqing Demon Suppression Skill has reached its peak. Ordinary Hand Force Daoist Formulas can’t move her at all. Even when Tang Xian’er had taken the initiative before, she still couldn’t capture her; much less now, when the woman even has a doll in her hands.

That doll is truly a Peak Divine Weapon treasure. Silver light shoots from its pair of starry eyes, and the deadliest part is that its strikes come with no warning—just a glare and a killing sword aura blasts forth, Gods slain, men killed, whoever stands before it must die. Every now and then it blinks and crackling Thunder Flash erupts, spewing vast Thunder Light and blazing lightning. Even the Dao Body of a Divinity Transformation Great Cultivator can’t withstand it—it’s utterly impossible to guard against. So every time they swarm up to besiege, they’re swept apart by one swing of sword energy and forced to scatter like birds and beasts, never able to get close and seize her.

"Grandma, cough, cough..."

Hearing the altar master’s urging, Tang Xian’er knew he was pushing her to take a stand. She flipped both hands, and from under her skirt pulled out a handful of colorful Crane Feather Darts, clearly fed with poison. They scattered out like a pile of fallen leaves as she shouted,

"Oi, Demon Sect! Eat darts!"

Right now, Master Huilan had three Divinity Transformation Blood Puppets hounding her relentlessly, and had to use the doll’s eyes at all times to intimidate them. Seeing a fourth party joining the fray, and this handful of Crane Feather Darts weaving into a dense Sword Net like flying swords, dropping over her head, she knew it was time to go all‑out. Abruptly she raised the doll in one hand to intimidate them, and with the other suddenly unleashed Sword Pointing Qi Skill—shooting a beam of powerful light, a Qi Sword, from her right hand straight at Tang Xian’er’s face!

"Yu Heng sword energy!"

"Ah!"

"Waaah!"

Seeing this, Tang Xian’er let out a squeal and didn’t even care about the frog she was sitting on! She yanked up her five‑colored poison smoke and turned tail to flee, instantly opening a path for Master Huilan!

"Damn it!"

The altar master saw that this Grandma was no help at all and ran off without a word, and he was furious—but he couldn’t really blame her.

After all, with all these pairs of eyes watching, he could clearly see that this move Yu Heng sword energy, driven by Master Huilan’s Demon Suppression Divine Skill, was truly ridiculously strong!

Even if you’ve never seen pigs run, you’ve eaten pork; as an altar master of the Divine Sect, he naturally knew that Demon Sect cultivators are supreme at refining Qi Gong, especially at this kind of Finger Technique output that focuses all the body’s Qi Power into one point of attack.

Yes, in a certain sense, most of the sword energy and Sword techniques commonly used in today’s Cultivation World should be counted as a type of Finger Skill. After all, they’re all unleashed with Sword Technique Finger Method; it’s just that the shape of the True Qi is observed and imitated into a sword form, that’s all.

And nowadays the most powerful Heartless Sword Master has already carved the captured Demon Sect Sword Scriptures onto Yin Mountain for all to study, so the altar master has naturally gone sightseeing and studied them, and naturally understands the profound truth of sword energy.

He also knows that the sword energy refined by your typical Cultivator of Pill Formation is usually only about three feet long. As one’s Cultivation Realm improves, Divinity Transformation experts can of course shoot out larger and thicker sword energy, but that’s often unnecessary. After all, if it’s too long and too thick, your belly can’t fit it—cough cough—mainly, it’s inconvenient to condense and refine Qi in the Qi Sea Elixir Field.

However, the Demon Sect clearly has Qi Refining secret manuals unknown to outsiders and never taught to them! That one strike from Heng Mountain—although the green sword energy was only as thick as an index finger—it could remain condensed without dispersing, the sword blade of Qi Power blasting out a full ten zhang! The sweep of sword energy shot forth like a shuttle dart, the wind pressure shredding and sweeping away all the Blood Cloud in the sky! The Qi Power contained in it was truly astonishing!

Confronting this technique head‑on, even the altar master himself might get skewered if he was careless for a moment. He absolutely had to avoid its sharp edge—so how could he blame someone else for dodging?

But that single dodge did lose them a hand; it immediately exposed a Weakness! Master Huilan seized the opening to break free, charging straight at Tang Xian’er! Sword energy chased all the way, driving the old granny into a frantic scramble as she tried to use sword energy to clear a path—breaking through the Array, linking inside and outside, breaking out of the tribulation to join up with the Demon Sect!

Worse, the altar master’s three Divinity Transformation Puppets also knew the old woman’s strikes carried poison. As soon as the splash of red‑and‑green Poison Darts came at them, they instinctively dodged and were a beat slower! They actually couldn’t keep up with Master Huilan’s full‑force charge for a moment! It really looked like she was going to break through!

"Waaah!"

But just then, the double‑lidded cow frog suddenly let out a roar and spewed a pillar of green Qi from its mouth! With a "boom!", it clashed head‑on with the Yu Heng sword energy, blasting her off the cloud!

For a moment, even Master Huilan was dumbfounded!

Wh—what the hell, how is this frog also using Yu Heng sword energy!?