Sword Sovereign of the Celestial Emperor-Chapter 136, The Despicable Fire Cultivator

At this moment, the numerous martial artists within the palace, whether they were Demon Dao martial artists or martial artists from the five sects, fled quickly without daring to linger for even a moment.

The impact of the battle between these two forces was beyond what the martial artists below could withstand.

Splatter!

The horizontal saber chopped down, the blade shimmering with lightning and slicing through the air with immense momentum. In an instant, a saber light flashed to its utmost extreme, and the dark clouds in the sky were split in half by the Celestial Star Daoist, dispersing.

Bang!

The blue lightning saber light collided with the blood-colored fist, light beams interweaving and clashing in a dazzling display like fireworks. A wave of blue and red light shattered violently from the center, sending powerful Qi scattering in all directions, wreaking havoc on the entire mountain range, leaving it scarred and pitted.

In the sky, the two figures retreated simultaneously, their massive bodies pressing into the ground with such force that the ground cracked, rocks flying everywhere. Around them, hundreds of deep fissures, each three to four meters deep, appeared.

"Celestial Star, I’ll remember this enmity!"

The massive blood-colored figure of the Blood Corpse Daoist, like a deflated balloon, shrank rapidly back to its original size, but the blood around him was incredibly thin. A weak voice emanated from the blood mist.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Blood Corpse Daoist transformed into a stream of light, disappearing a hundred miles away in an instant, his gaze sinister and bloody.

Once the Blood Corpse Daoist vanished into the Black Mountain Range, the Celestial Star Daoist breathed a sigh of relief, his expression grave. Threads of blood trickled from his mouth, his face pale as paper.

"How is it?"

Only after the Blood Corpse Daoist left did the old ancestors, including those from the Cyan Yang Sect, dare to approach, their palms similarly drenched in sweat.

"I’m fine. Go down and eliminate the remaining members of the Blood Hand Association!"

The Celestial Star Daoist waved his hand, speaking lightly, his eyes like lightning sweeping over the four of them, regaining his usual composure.

Hong Ling Daoist and the Blazing Fire Daoist exchanged glances and both saw the hesitation in each other’s eyes. To tell the truth, this was the moment when the Celestial Star Daoist was weakest. Perhaps, if they joined forces, they could take him down.

However, they were not entirely confident. The Celestial Star Daoist was the strongest of the five of them and was a full realm higher. In his full strength, even an ordinary strike from him was hard for the others to withstand.

"Let’s go!"

The Free Spirit Wanderer flashed a look of disdain in his eyes and spoke indifferently. How could he not know what those two were thinking? Decades ago, he was also a prodigy, with his own pride, and he despised taking advantage of someone’s weakness.

"Heh heh!"

The Blazing Fire Daoist let out a dry laugh, his body suddenly rushing into the basin, beginning to massacre the remnants of the Blood Hand Association. Qingyang Zi said nothing throughout, but inwardly he was somewhat worried about the disciples of the Cyan Yang Sect.

But upon realizing that only minor soldiers and lowly figures had escaped, he felt more at ease. Even so, he divided part of his attention to constantly monitor the core disciples of the Cyan Yang Sect.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

With the addition of the four great sects’ founders, the remaining members of the Blood Hand Association were filled with despair. They knew it was certain death this time. The powerhouses of the Guiyuan Realm were simply too strong, and distances of tens of miles were nothing to them, just a mere moment.

"Kill! Charge out!"

"Let’s fight them!"

"I, the Blood Slaughter Hand, have never been afraid of anyone!!!"

In the face of despair, there were still quite a few martial artists bursting with a strong will to survive, their fighting spirit surging. With a single saber they could strike for thousands of miles. At this moment, the corpses had already filled over half of the basin, among them Demon Dao martial artists as well as powerful figures from the five sects.

In the dense forest, many of the core disciples from the five sects were still quite leisurely. The martial artists who occasionally escaped were not very strong and were easily dealt with.

In mid-air.

The Blazing Fire Daoist’s eyes shifted slightly, his concealed Soul Power scanning the Demon Dao experts below, a cunning look flashing across his eyes.

"It’s him!"

The Blazing Fire Daoist’s eyes lit up, his gaze landing on a blood-clothed martial artist in the crowd. This martial artist, in his thirties, looked slightly pale—whether it was innate or due to overuse of Spiritual Power was unclear.

He wielded a blood saber that gleamed with a cold light. With a single strike, he could kill a martial artist. Though he was only at the True Dao Fifth Layer, with the power of the blood saber, he was still remarkable in the basin.

The Blazing Fire Daoist’s lips moved slightly, whispering a secret message that carried to the blood-clothed martial artist.

The blood-clothed martial artist, who was fighting desperately with an Outer Sect Elder from the Celestial Star Sect, suddenly froze.

He slightly raised his head, looking at the Blazing Fire Daoist in the air, hesitation flickering across his face, while the Outer Sect Elder had already closed in on him.

Splatter!

A flash of blood light, blood splattering as the blood saber pierced through the chest of the Outer Sect Elder, blood dripping from his fingertips and pooling on the ground, forming a blood pond.

Feeling the little remaining Spiritual Power in his body, the blood-clothed martial artist’s eyes flared with a will to survive. He nodded slightly, his footsteps light as a feather, leaving behind a series of afterimages, fleeing towards the dense forest where the Cyan Yang Sect’s core disciples were stationed.

"Cyan Yang Sect, hmph!"

The Blazing Fire Daoist’s eyes gleamed with killing intent, flicking his fingers to send a flame mark into the blood-clothed martial artist’s body, transforming into surging Spiritual Power that replenished his depleted energy.

.....

In the dense forest, as the battle reached its final stages, more and more martial artists fled out. The core disciples now had to give their all just to hold them back.

Splatter!

With a single sword strike, Chu Ming killed a Demon Dao martial artist at the True Dao Third Layer. Just as he was about to reach for the Storage Ring on the ground, a sense of danger surged in his heart.

Without any hesitation, he swung the Blue Red Sword abruptly, a sharp Sword Light bursting from his hand, illuminating everything around him.

Bang!

At the same time, his foot lightly tapped the ground, his body transforming into nine shadows in different directions, becoming blurry, as a blood-clothed figure suddenly appeared before him.

The first thing that appeared was a blood-colored Sword Aura, dazzling like a mini sun, but the energy it emitted was like a deep blood sea abyss.

Splatter, splatter, splatter.....

Nine Sword Auras flickered, attracting attention, with seven of them being simultaneously shattered by the blood-colored Sword Aura, turning into countless sparks. The remaining two Sword Auras were deflected and sent flying.

Swoosh!

Turning into a concentrated gust of wind, Chu Ming’s body flew out, landing on a tree branch ten meters away, suppressing the pressure in his chest, his expression tense as he looked at the blood-clothed martial artist ahead.

"A disciple of the Cyan Yang Sect?"

The blood-clothed martial artist’s eyes lit up, like a wolf spotting its prey. In the instant Chu Ming reacted, the blood-red long saber in his hand struck out dozens of times, with intense Sword Auras forming from within, slicing through the air and appearing before Chu Ming in a flash.

Chu Ming’s eyes narrowed slightly, a flash of light before him, Sword Qi cutting through the air as his toes lightly tapped the branch, causing it to sway and his body to leap into the air, swept up by the fierce wind.

Bang, bang, bang!

Numerous tree branches were instantly severed at the waist, turning into powder due to the powerful Sword Force, scattering into the air.