My Cultivation Starting from Archery-Chapter 1369 - 493: Fall (2)
The vibrant torrents of Spiritual Energy surged above Heavenly Pillar Peak like wild dragons breaking free of their shackles, swirling and collapsing, forming a tempest of Spiritual Energy.
At the storm's center, the void shattered and reformed with an anguished cry, Spirit Light piercing to the extreme, as if a chaotic sun was born at the peak of Heavenly Pillar, expanding!
"Rumble!"
Inexpressible hums resounded, as if the seventy-two peaks roared, the underground Spirit Veins bellowed in fury.
Above them, at the storm's chaotic center, a silhouette was slowly rising with an earth-shaking posture!
It was a giant!
A Mountain Giant Spirit, forged by the foundational essence of the seventy-two Kunxu Mountain peaks, the myriad eons' Earth Vein energy, and the will of the bursting Spiritual Energy of this moment!
Its body was not of flesh and blood but composed of massive, jagged, and menacing rocks that glowed with various Spirit Lights; the seams of the rocks flowed with Spiritual Energy as hot as molten lava, like rushing blood.
The surface of its skin was covered with a hard rock layer of ancient moss and mottled spirit ore, on which ancient runes of profound mystery were naturally engraved.
Its head was entirely formed from the hardest, oldest Spirit Jade core beneath Kunxu Sect, sharp and distinct as if carved by axe and chisel, and where the eyes should have been were two blazing chaotic flames that shifted in multicolored glows, warping and rippling the void wherever they gazed!
Sect's Dao Spirit!
This was a Dao Spirit nurtured through thousands of years from the thick Mystical Energy of Kunxu's seventy-two mountain peaks and thirty-six Spirit Veins!
In the entire Human World, there was but this one.
"Crack—"
"Boom—"
With the appearance of the Dao Spirit, the tremors of the earth intensified dramatically. Before everyone's astonished eyes, several boundary peaks like Sword Spine Peak and Zhen Yue Peak were forcibly uprooted from the depths of the Earth Vein by an invisible, overwhelming force.
These mountains merged under terrifying power, finally transforming into a giant axe capable of splitting the heavens and earth!
The handle was twisted and gnarled from the cores of several fractured main Spirit Veins, thick as a Heavenly Pillar, and the blade was composed of jagged rocky teeth, entwined with chaotic-colored spirit flames.
"This Dao Spirit…"
Master Chongyuan looked on fascinated, "hasn't appeared for thousands of years!"
Situ Ting informed: "The Human World's Spirit Veins are exhausted, using it once diminishes its power. If the old ancestor didn't personally intervene at the cost of lifespan, it would never be used as a last resort."
"Buzz!"
The Dao Spirit moved.
Its giant arms made of mountain rock, muscles suddenly swelling, tightly gripped the terrifying giant axe, and with the simplest, most direct manner, swung it towards the ground.
Wherever the giant axe passed, a deep, twisted, light-devouring gash appeared in the void!
Not only that.
At the instant when the Dao Spirit struck, the Laws of the entire world were also stirred, crashing down below like a tidal wave.
Lord Taishan wielded the Taia Sword, veins bulging in his neck, eyes wide in fury, mana surging incessantly as he faced the giant axe head-on.
"Boom——"
The clash of sword and axe, which should have produced an enormous sound, became utterly silent under the crushing of the Laws.
Lord Taishan spat a mouthful of blood, the speed of his declining life force visibly accelerating.
The ground beneath him continuously sank, his legs gradually unable to support him, bending increasingly under strain.
"Mu Chutai.
"You are too arrogant."
The voice of the Kunxu Sect Ancestor, Xuan Qiongzi, resonated again: "The foundation of Kunxu over hundreds of thousands of years, how can you challenge it? The dignity of the Holy Sect, how can you desecrate it?
"In the Human World.
"We, Kunxu, are the Heavenly Dao.
"The decree of the Holy Sect is the law of Heaven and Earth.
"Those who defy the Heavenly Dao must pay with their lives."
"You old fool!"
Lord Taishan grinned viciously: "I won't survive, but you're just a grasshopper after autumn, you won't last much longer.
"What damn Holy Sect, just bullies relying on the legacy left by Bai Yujing.
"Go to hell—"
His hair and beard stood on end, his robes billowed, pupils erupted with golden light, Taia Sword Qi raged, burning the last trace of mana, forcibly pushing the giant axe away!
"Boom!"
Mana spread out, causing a magical explosion that made the surrounding hundred miles collapse into chaos.
Even the Holy Sect's towering Daoling was forced to retreat half a step!
Yet...
Once the dust settled, it was as if Lord Taishan had disappeared without a trace; only a golden light streaked towards the depths of the Kunxu Sect.
One sword tears through the mountain!
Ripping open the sealing of Zhen You Peak, there was no longer any obstacle ahead.
Lord Taishan stopped in front of the mountain peak, taking one last look at the Taia Sword, which had accompanied him all his life, yet remained silent for half his lifetime. He smirked: "Good companion, I've put you through hardships, but I've found a new place for you, go now!"
He flicked his finger, sending the flying sword shooting into the sky.
But Taia circled once, returning to his front again, emitting a series of tremors.
"Get going."
Lord Taishan cursed: "Aren't you from the upper realm, always discontent with me? I've found someone who can take you there, if you don't leave now, you won't be able to anymore."
Taia Sword spiraled around him once more, transforming into a streak of light, disappearing beyond the horizon.
Lord Taishan then performed a cleansing technique, changing into clean clothes and wiping the blood from his face before stepping into Zhen You Peak, entering the Immortal Prison like an endless abyss.
"Chu Tai?!"
Nangong Qingyao, isolated from all worldly senses, knew nothing of what was happening outside.
Yet even so, she intuitively stood up: "Is it you?"
"Qingyao, it's me."
Lord Taishan hurried over, raising his palm to shatter the boundary before tightly embracing her.
"Qingyao, I'm useless...
"For all these years, you've suffered here because of me.
"I couldn't protect Xi Yue either.
"I..."
He poured out his remorse incessantly, only to feel a sudden chill on his lips.
Nangong Qingyao's pure white fingers gently placed before his lips: "All these years, you've been aggrieved."
Lord Taishan's robust body trembled, and deep within his bloodshot eyes, it was as though a spring, but suddenly struck by a giant rock, his emotions could no longer be controlled; he both laughed and cried.
"Mu Chutai!"
The Kunxu Sect Leader, Master Chongxu's voice sounded, having long-awaited: "Since you're here, be buried here!"
He said, manipulating the Array Plate.
Within the Immortal Prison's black abyss, layers of ancient runes lit up, culminating in the form of a Divine Beast, beginning to devour Lord Taishan's remaining aura.
"Chongxu!"
Nangong Qingyao urgently tried to interfere: "Chu Tai has already exhausted himself, he doesn't have much time left anyway. Why do you have to rush to finish him off?!"
"Uncle, you asked for this!"
Chongxu's voice was icy: "If you hadn't privately harbored the Demon Seed, how would there be so many troubles, how would my Master have died!"
"Qingyao."
Lord Taishan tightly grasped the Holy Daughter's hand, his voice growing weaker: "Don't ask him! They just got lucky, if I had another two hundred years, I might even tear down this Holy Sect!"
Nangong Qingyao cried uncontrollably.
"Qingyao."
Lord Taishan said: "You need to live well, to take care of our daughter in the future! Rest assured, someone will come to take you from here."
Nangong Qingyao knew she had no time to cry; every extra tear meant missing a word with her husband. She bit her lips hard, choking on her words: "I heard Mu Yun say, you took a disciple?"
"Yes!
"I and Sun Xiangzong took the same disciple; his name is Chen Sansi! He's a good kid, I'm sure you'll like him as a Master."
Lord Taishan could no longer support himself, he collapsed to the ground, leaning against the Holy Daughter's shoulder: "Qingyao, if we meet again in another life, I'll sneak into Kunxu to watch you bathe..."
"Humph..."
Nangong Qingyao seemed to remember the day they first met, her eyes suddenly misted over, unable to see the person in front of her, unable to utter another word.







