My Cultivation Starting from Archery-Chapter 1368 - 493: Fall
Over a million miles away.
Qingxu Sect, at the foot of the mountain, a dilapidated courtyard.
Sunlight was blocked by thick layers of old dust, weakly filtering through the broken window lattices, casting a few bleak beams inside the room.
The air was saturated with a heavy smell of rotting wood mixed with wet mud, weighing down every inch of space.
In the courtyard, dried yellow leaves piled up layer upon layer, covering the cold ground, accumulating in the corners of the walls, thick enough to drown one's ankle.
Dead silence, desolation, and decay are the best summaries of this place.
In the deep part of the courtyard, under the ancient locust tree, lay an abandoned sword, quietly embedded in the earth.
Having been buried for so long, the sword had almost become one with the surrounding environment, its blade covered in a thick layer of dark red and mossy green rust, layer upon layer, completely enveloping and sealing the sword, making it devoid of any metallic quality, resembling more a remnant of decaying wood consigned to the corner of history.
This sword seemed destined to sleep eternally, buried here.
Until this day, the words "Taia" thundered invisibly, suddenly piercing through this heaven and earth, fiercely penetrating into this dead, desolate courtyard.
Buzz!
A slight tremor sounded, as if a heart in the earth suddenly began to beat, an invisible force starting to emanate.
The thickly piled dead leaves, abruptly lifted by this unseen force, scattered upward like startled flocks of birds.
"Screech!"
An ear-splitting metallic tearing sound suddenly rang out.
The thick, armor-like red-and-green rust layer on the sword's surface burst open from an invisible force within, explosively cracking with numerous fine lines.
The cracks swiftly spread and widened, the rust falling like dry mud flakes, akin to something ancient shedding a hardened shell.
At the moment all rust disappeared, the true form of the long-hidden flying sword finally revealed itself.
A pale-golden blade, its edge a sharp silver-white, with a straight spine and lines reduced to sheer simplicity, like the edge of a blade that severed chaos when heaven and earth first opened!
"Zing—"
As the last stubborn scab of rust peeled off completely, a piercingly clear and sharp sword cry echoed, as if a primordial dragon awoke from millennia of sleep, unleashing an earth-shattering roar towards the heavens.
The roof tiles of the decayed courtyard shattered layer by layer as if struck by an unseen force, the remaining lattice paper fragments danced like butterflies in the sky.
Amidst the wildly swirling leaves, a brilliant crimson-gold sword light burst forth from the depths of the dark earth as if freed from the fetters of the ground.
The sword light soared like a dragon, piercing straight into the ninth heaven!!!
Wherever the sword light passed, the void was rudely ploughed open.
The Taia Sword tore through the void rift, crossing over a million miles in just a few blinks, arriving above the Kunxu Saint Sect.
"What is this…"
Situ Ting sensed the anomaly in the sky and hastily looked up.
A crimson-gold thunderbolt, resembling a heavenly tribulation, suddenly tore through the clouds above, then crashed down onto Kunxu's Mountain Protection Array.
Where the golden thunderbolt passed, one Great Seal after another shattered, forcibly creating an opening in the array's center, before landing in Mu Chutai's palm.
Taia, return!
He raised his hand with a single sword stroke.
Split the mountain gate open!
"Boom—" 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎
The towering boundary stele and the mountain gate were split in two, collapsing with a thunderous noise.
Along with it, the power of the Mountain Protection Array weakened significantly.
Amidst the surging Sword Qi, Situ Ting's body was involuntarily flung backward, crashing into the ruins, spitting a mouthful of blood.
"Martial Uncle!"
Chong Yuan and the others watched in fear but couldn't even get close.
Lord Taishan stepped over the collapsed mountain gate, ready to strike again, aiming for the kill.
"Buzz!"
Just then.
A gigantic golden hand emerged in the void, grabbing Situ Ting and all the Kunxu people, then retreating back into the void, disappearing without a trace.
Situ Ting and the others felt dizzy, and when their vision cleared, they found themselves on Guangle Peak.
"It's Ancestor!"
Bearer of Chong Yuan sighed in relief: "Ancestor himself saved us!"
"Martial Uncle, are you alright?"
Several Elders stepped forward to support the wounded Divinity Transformation cultivator.
Situ Ting raised his hand, indicating not to worry about him: "I won't die."
"Martial Uncle!"
Chong Yuan gazed at the distant foot of the mountain: "What about this Mu Chutai?"
"Why are you panicking?!"
Situ Ting scolded, squinting menacingly at that figure: "Is the name of our Holy Sect Kunxu just empty air? Ancestor hasn't even intervened, the Spirit of the Sect hasn't shown itself yet, this fool, he will definitely die today!"
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"Old Xuanxiong!"
Lord Taishan's voice boomed like thunder: "Stop hiding in your den. If you want my life, come and take it yourself!"
There was no response.
He marched upward, passing through layer after layer of mountains, heading straight for the Heavenly Pillar Peak where the sect's ancestor resided.
On this day, Lord Taishan, with just one sword, entered the Holy Sect Kunxu as if it were an uninhabited territory.
But with each step forward, his Qi and blood weakened. By the time he reached the foot of Heavenly Pillar Peak, his Qi-Blood was already in reverse.
"Buzz!"
Just then, a sudden change occurred.
"Boom—"
Deep within the mountain, came continuous terrifying booms, as if a giant god slumbering for billions of years was pounding a war drum.
The earth trembled, swelled, and cracked frenziedly!
A vast and mighty stream of Spiritual Energy erupted from Heavenly Pillar Peak, like the Milky Way hanging upside down!
It wasn't just Heavenly Pillar Peak.
Cloud Abode Peak, Xizhao Peak, Tranquil Abyss Peak…
All seventy-two immortal peaks of Kunxu simultaneously emitted Spiritual Energy.
