The figure itself was not particularly powerful, but Daoist Master Ironcloud's cultivation realm was too high; far surpassing that of Chen Chao and Yu Xiyi. Hence, it naturally gave off an overwhelming sense of strength at this moment.
Yun Jianyue sensed the pervasive murderous intent but did not find it frightening. It was because Daoist Master Ironcloud's target was never him. However, he was also pondering at this moment, what made Daoist Master Ironcloud so furious? Even if the intrusion of Chen Chao and Yu Xiyi onto the mountain was a significant issue that embarrassed the Sublime Bright Sect, did it really warrant Daoist Master Ironcloud's personal intervention? Furthermore, how could the palpable murderous intent be fake?
Yu Xiyi paid no attention to what this Daoist Master Ironcloud was thinking. In an instant, a sword cry reverberated throughout the sky. That green-colored flying sword left its sheath, sweeping up a harrowing sword qi, and shot towards the heavens.
Although this sword cultivator had sustained some injuries in the cave earlier, the pride in his bones could not be hidden at this moment. Since he was already being targeted by Daoist Master Ironcloud, let there be another battle. The outcome was of little concern.
The flying sword that originated from Sword Qi Mountain was incredibly sharp. Coupled with the sword cultivator's cultivation realm that was truly not low, tearing through that qi blockade was no issue. The green flying sword swiftly surged forth, crashing into that Daoist Master Ironcloud in an extremely decisive manner.
The current Daoist Master Ironcloud was beyond furious because when that flying sword built momentum, he sensed that the sword intent in Yu Xiyi's body was precisely the same sword intent he discovered in the cave earlier. The two were of the same origin; there was no difference.
In other words, this young sword cultivator in front of him was definitely the sword cultivator who entered that cave earlier.
That meant the piece of paper was likely with him too.
Thinking of this, Daoist Master Ironcloud became particularly angry. How could he hold back when attacking?
What did the all-out attack of a Nepenthe cultivator mean?
Perhaps only Yu Xiyi knew at this moment.
All the pressure in the world fell on him at this moment.
Wild Grass hummed continuously, not out of fear but excitement. This flying sword was never afraid. When facing stronger opponents, it only grew more excited.
Yu Xiyi's green hair swayed in the wind, and his green robe rustled.
Between heaven and earth, a terrifying aura permeated.
Daoist Master Ironcloud watched the flying sword arrive in front of him, showing no emotion. He just waved his hand, and his daoist robe billowed, colliding with the flying sword. The sword qi was instantly torn apart by the powerful aura. The flying sword wavered but stubbornly continued to stab forward.
Daoist Master Ironcloud remained silent. He just looked at the flying sword stabbing toward his robe. Then, he glanced at Yu Xiyi indifferently. The flying sword kept piercing forward, but its efforts were in vain. The blade gradually bent into a strange arc.
Yu Xiyi's complexion turned pale and a trickle of blood flowed from his lips.
Daoist Master Ironcloud's expression remained unchanged. His thoughts just stirred slightly and the flying sword straightened out instantly. However, it was knocked flying, transforming into a streak of sword light that cut down numerous trees. This flying sword was really tenacious, had it been any other flying sword, it would have likely snapped long ago.
Seeing this scene, Daoist Master Ironcloud furrowed his brows slightly, thinking of something. Nevertheless, he did not say anything, merely raising his hand and pressing down towards Yu Xiyi.
Right at this moment, a glimmer of saber light appeared here.
Compared to Yu Xiyi's flying sword earlier, this saber light was clearly much weaker. Daoist Master Ironcloud did not even need to pay special attention to it, he just waved his sleeve and that saber light dissipated completely, unable to pose any threat to him.
However, after dispelling that one saber light, more saber lights emerged.
Daoist Master Ironcloud lowered his head to look and discovered that black-clad youth as well as the broken saber in his hand.
"Killing my sect members and daring to come up the mountain, you have no notion of life or death!"
With just one glance, Daoist Master Ironcloud recognized Chen Chao. This warden of Rainwater Commandery killed his most beloved disciple. Although Daoist Master Ironcloud was not too sad, he felt a little humiliated. Since Yu Xiyi had entered that cave before, how could this youth in front of him not be involved?
The terrifying aura continued to descend, revealing the culmination of Daoist Master Ironcloud's many years of bitter cultivation. Yu Xiyi's complexion became somewhat ugly. In the letter that the Temple Master had written to him, it mentioned that this Sublime Bright Sect Master had excellent talent but was hindered by his state of mind, making him stagnant. However, the display of strength by Daoist Master Ironcloud was telling him that the Temple Master's understanding was incorrect.
Yun Jianyue looked at Daoist Master Ironcloud, thinking of the ancient ruins.
This Sublime Bright Sect Master must have obtained it there.
How could Chen Chao, this martial artist who had just stepped into the Bitter Sea Realm, be a match for this Nepenthe cultivator? With just a casual strike from the other party, Chen Chao felt as though his body was about to rupture. Fortunately, over the years, he had been tempering his body continuously. Although he had recently stepped into the Bitter Sea Realm, his physique was stronger than many martial artists who had stepped into the Bitter Sea Realm for many years.
Therefore, under the overwhelming might of this Nepenthe powerhouse, Chen Chao's complexion turned pale, but his body did not sustain too much damage.
"Mhm?"
Daoist Master Ironcloud glanced at Chen Chao and discovered that the young man did not drop dead as he had expected. Finding it somewhat surprising, he put in effort for his second attack.
When a Nepenthe cultivator truly decided to disregard face and kill someone, it was no simple matter.
"Daoist Master, you mustn't!"
Yu Xiyi sensed the boundless murderous intent and spoke up to stop him.
The two people in front of him: one was a young man highly regarded by the Great Liang Dynasty, while the other was a disciple of the Sword Sect. If they both died here, the consequences would be severe.
Especially the Sword Sect, it was a place that even the Infatuation Daoist Temple Master found troublesome when mentioning it.
Hidden in the human world for countless years, the Sword Sect still held an unparalleled position in the hearts of sword cultivators. Few dared to provoke them.
However, at this moment, how could Daoist Master Ironcloud listen to Yu Xiyi? He attacked swiftly and a powerful killing intent swept over.
Yu Xiyi remained expressionless, Wild Grass already returned to his line of sight.
Chen Chao's complexion was pale, feeling the approach of death.
Chen Chao had met the Lord Warden Commander in the Divine Capital, met the Dean, and also met His Majesty, the Emperor.
These three individuals were the most extraordinary cultivators in the Great Liang Dynasty; all experts of the Nepenthe Realm. However, none of them had ever given him such a feeling before. Daoist Master Ironcloud's cultivation realm was naturally much lower than those three powerhouses, but his killing intent was something that those three had never exhibited before.
It was the first time Chen Chao had ever felt such killing intent and he felt incredibly uncomfortable all over his body.
Just as Daoist Master Ironcloud was about to attack again, Yu Xiyi's sword moved once more. This time, he grasped Wild Grass himself and soared towards the figure high in the sky. The sharp sword qi was sufficient to cut through the obstructing qi, but it became evident that it could not cut apart that Daoist Master Ironcloud's body.
Daoist Master Ironcloud snorted coldly and Yu Xiyi was struck by an aura before falling to the ground.
Dust and smoke filled the mountain.
The fate of this Sword Sect disciple was unknown.
Chen Chao's expression was extremely grim. Despite the time Yu Xiyi had bought for him, he still could not do anything.
The gap in cultivation realm made him very powerless.
However, Chen Chao was not ready to give up. He gripped the broken saber in his hand tightly. A white mist carrying golden threads began to seep out of his mouth and nose. It looked rather strange. If Daoist Master Ironcloud had been paying close attention to Chen Chao at this moment, he would definitely have been shocked. But it was clear that despite his second attack being more serious than the previous one, Daoist Master Ironcloud still did not show much seriousness.
For a Nepenthe cultivator to kill someone in the Bitter Sea Realm, if that required him to be serious, then he could only be considered worthless.
So, Daoist Master Ironcloud did not notice Chen Chao's abnormality, and thus, he naturally could not kill him.
The terrifying aura dissipated, but Chen Chao remained standing in place, his complexion pale.
He was trembling all over, with multiple broken bones in his body and numerous wounds appearing on his entire body. Blood flowed continuously from those wounds, but he did not die, nor did he kneel.
He was still standing.
Daoist Master Ironcloud witnessed this scene and had to accept this fact. However, just because he could accept the truth, did that mean he would not take any action?
Failing to kill a youngster in the Bitter Sea Realm twice in a row was unacceptable for Daoist Master Ironcloud.
If two attempts failed, then he would naturally have to go all-out on his third try.
So, Daoist Master Ironcloud would surely exert his utmost effort for his next attack.
Even if going all out might seem a little laughable.
The other party was just a Bitter Sea Realm after all.
But Daoist Master Ironcloud still struck.
That was an attack belonging to that of a Nepenthe powerhouse.
Under his all-out attack, what reason could Chen Chao have to survive?
Yu Xiyi had no strength left to continue fighting and Yun Jianyue would not intervene for his sake. Even if he wanted to, there was no guarantee of victory.
Hence, the only path available to Chen Chao might be death.
He was not afraid of death.
But he did not want to die either.
So he would not die.
……
……
A man arrived outside of that Sublime Bright Mountain.
Many people would come here today. Their objective would all be the same: to climb up the mountain. But the earliest was still him.
It was not because the place he departed from was closest to the Sublime Bright Mountain, but because he set out early enough and he moved swiftly enough. Therefore, it allowed him to arrive at this mountain first before everyone else.
Taking a look at the mountain, the man took a step forward.
That was just a very ordinary step.
But the entire Sublime Bright Mountain began trembling at this moment.
That was a terrifying step.
The man was expressionless.
But there was a hint of satisfaction between his brows.
The figure itself was not particularly powerful, but Daoist Master Ironcloud's cultivation realm was too high; far surpassing that of Chen Chao and Yu Xiyi. Hence, it naturally gave off an overwhelming sense of strength at this moment.
Yun Jianyue sensed the pervasive murderous intent but did not find it frightening. It was because Daoist Master Ironcloud's target was never him. However, he was also pondering at this moment, what made Daoist Master Ironcloud so furious? Even if the intrusion of Chen Chao and Yu Xiyi onto the mountain was a significant issue that embarrassed the Sublime Bright Sect, did it really warrant Daoist Master Ironcloud's personal intervention? Furthermore, how could the palpable murderous intent be fake?
Yu Xiyi paid no attention to what this Daoist Master Ironcloud was thinking. In an instant, a sword cry reverberated throughout the sky. That green-colored flying sword left its sheath, sweeping up a harrowing sword qi, and shot towards the heavens.
Although this sword cultivator had sustained some injuries in the cave earlier, the pride in his bones could not be hidden at this moment. Since he was already being targeted by Daoist Master Ironcloud, let there be another battle. The outcome was of little concern.
The flying sword that originated from Sword Qi Mountain was incredibly sharp. Coupled with the sword cultivator's cultivation realm that was truly not low, tearing through that qi blockade was no issue. The green flying sword swiftly surged forth, crashing into that Daoist Master Ironcloud in an extremely decisive manner.
The current Daoist Master Ironcloud was beyond furious because when that flying sword built momentum, he sensed that the sword intent in Yu Xiyi's body was precisely the same sword intent he discovered in the cave earlier. The two were of the same origin; there was no difference.
In other words, this young sword cultivator in front of him was definitely the sword cultivator who entered that cave earlier.
That meant the piece of paper was likely with him too.
Thinking of this, Daoist Master Ironcloud became particularly angry. How could he hold back when attacking?
What did the all-out attack of a Nepenthe cultivator mean?
Perhaps only Yu Xiyi knew at this moment.
All the pressure in the world fell on him at this moment.
Wild Grass hummed continuously, not out of fear but excitement. This flying sword was never afraid. When facing stronger opponents, it only grew more excited.
Yu Xiyi's green hair swayed in the wind, and his green robe rustled.
Between heaven and earth, a terrifying aura permeated.
Daoist Master Ironcloud watched the flying sword arrive in front of him, showing no emotion. He just waved his hand, and his daoist robe billowed, colliding with the flying sword. The sword qi was instantly torn apart by the powerful aura. The flying sword wavered but stubbornly continued to stab forward.
Daoist Master Ironcloud remained silent. He just looked at the flying sword stabbing toward his robe. Then, he glanced at Yu Xiyi indifferently. The flying sword kept piercing forward, but its efforts were in vain. The blade gradually bent into a strange arc.
Yu Xiyi's complexion turned pale and a trickle of blood flowed from his lips.
Daoist Master Ironcloud's expression remained unchanged. His thoughts just stirred slightly and the flying sword straightened out instantly. However, it was knocked flying, transforming into a streak of sword light that cut down numerous trees. This flying sword was really tenacious, had it been any other flying sword, it would have likely snapped long ago.
Seeing this scene, Daoist Master Ironcloud furrowed his brows slightly, thinking of something. Nevertheless, he did not say anything, merely raising his hand and pressing down towards Yu Xiyi.
Right at this moment, a glimmer of saber light appeared here.
Compared to Yu Xiyi's flying sword earlier, this saber light was clearly much weaker. Daoist Master Ironcloud did not even need to pay special attention to it, he just waved his sleeve and that saber light dissipated completely, unable to pose any threat to him.
However, after dispelling that one saber light, more saber lights emerged.
Daoist Master Ironcloud lowered his head to look and discovered that black-clad youth as well as the broken saber in his hand.
"Killing my sect members and daring to come up the mountain, you have no notion of life or death!"
With just one glance, Daoist Master Ironcloud recognized Chen Chao. This warden of Rainwater Commandery killed his most beloved disciple. Although Daoist Master Ironcloud was not too sad, he felt a little humiliated. Since Yu Xiyi had entered that cave before, how could this youth in front of him not be involved?
The terrifying aura continued to descend, revealing the culmination of Daoist Master Ironcloud's many years of bitter cultivation. Yu Xiyi's complexion became somewhat ugly. In the letter that the Temple Master had written to him, it mentioned that this Sublime Bright Sect Master had excellent talent but was hindered by his state of mind, making him stagnant. However, the display of strength by Daoist Master Ironcloud was telling him that the Temple Master's understanding was incorrect.
Yun Jianyue looked at Daoist Master Ironcloud, thinking of the ancient ruins.
This Sublime Bright Sect Master must have obtained it there.
How could Chen Chao, this martial artist who had just stepped into the Bitter Sea Realm, be a match for this Nepenthe cultivator? With just a casual strike from the other party, Chen Chao felt as though his body was about to rupture. Fortunately, over the years, he had been tempering his body continuously. Although he had recently stepped into the Bitter Sea Realm, his physique was stronger than many martial artists who had stepped into the Bitter Sea Realm for many years.
Therefore, under the overwhelming might of this Nepenthe powerhouse, Chen Chao's complexion turned pale, but his body did not sustain too much damage.
"Mhm?"
Daoist Master Ironcloud glanced at Chen Chao and discovered that the young man did not drop dead as he had expected. Finding it somewhat surprising, he put in effort for his second attack.
When a Nepenthe cultivator truly decided to disregard face and kill someone, it was no simple matter.
"Daoist Master, you mustn't!"
Yu Xiyi sensed the boundless murderous intent and spoke up to stop him.
The two people in front of him: one was a young man highly regarded by the Great Liang Dynasty, while the other was a disciple of the Sword Sect. If they both died here, the consequences would be severe.
Especially the Sword Sect, it was a place that even the Infatuation Daoist Temple Master found troublesome when mentioning it.
Hidden in the human world for countless years, the Sword Sect still held an unparalleled position in the hearts of sword cultivators. Few dared to provoke them.
However, at this moment, how could Daoist Master Ironcloud listen to Yu Xiyi? He attacked swiftly and a powerful killing intent swept over.
Yu Xiyi remained expressionless, Wild Grass already returned to his line of sight.
Chen Chao's complexion was pale, feeling the approach of death.
Chen Chao had met the Lord Warden Commander in the Divine Capital, met the Dean, and also met His Majesty, the Emperor.
These three individuals were the most extraordinary cultivators in the Great Liang Dynasty; all experts of the Nepenthe Realm. However, none of them had ever given him such a feeling before. Daoist Master Ironcloud's cultivation realm was naturally much lower than those three powerhouses, but his killing intent was something that those three had never exhibited before.
It was the first time Chen Chao had ever felt such killing intent and he felt incredibly uncomfortable all over his body.
Just as Daoist Master Ironcloud was about to attack again, Yu Xiyi's sword moved once more. This time, he grasped Wild Grass himself and soared towards the figure high in the sky. The sharp sword qi was sufficient to cut through the obstructing qi, but it became evident that it could not cut apart that Daoist Master Ironcloud's body.
Daoist Master Ironcloud snorted coldly and Yu Xiyi was struck by an aura before falling to the ground.
Dust and smoke filled the mountain.
The fate of this Sword Sect disciple was unknown.
Chen Chao's expression was extremely grim. Despite the time Yu Xiyi had bought for him, he still could not do anything.
The gap in cultivation realm made him very powerless.
However, Chen Chao was not ready to give up. He gripped the broken saber in his hand tightly. A white mist carrying golden threads began to seep out of his mouth and nose. It looked rather strange. If Daoist Master Ironcloud had been paying close attention to Chen Chao at this moment, he would definitely have been shocked. But it was clear that despite his second attack being more serious than the previous one, Daoist Master Ironcloud still did not show much seriousness.
For a Nepenthe cultivator to kill someone in the Bitter Sea Realm, if that required him to be serious, then he could only be considered worthless.
So, Daoist Master Ironcloud did not notice Chen Chao's abnormality, and thus, he naturally could not kill him.
The terrifying aura dissipated, but Chen Chao remained standing in place, his complexion pale.
He was trembling all over, with multiple broken bones in his body and numerous wounds appearing on his entire body. Blood flowed continuously from those wounds, but he did not die, nor did he kneel.
He was still standing.
Daoist Master Ironcloud witnessed this scene and had to accept this fact. However, just because he could accept the truth, did that mean he would not take any action?
Failing to kill a youngster in the Bitter Sea Realm twice in a row was unacceptable for Daoist Master Ironcloud.
If two attempts failed, then he would naturally have to go all-out on his third try.
So, Daoist Master Ironcloud would surely exert his utmost effort for his next attack.
Even if going all out might seem a little laughable.
The other party was just a Bitter Sea Realm after all.
But Daoist Master Ironcloud still struck.
That was an attack belonging to that of a Nepenthe powerhouse.
Under his all-out attack, what reason could Chen Chao have to survive?
Yu Xiyi had no strength left to continue fighting and Yun Jianyue would not intervene for his sake. Even if he wanted to, there was no guarantee of victory.
Hence, the only path available to Chen Chao might be death.
He was not afraid of death.
But he did not want to die either.
So he would not die.
……
……
A man arrived outside of that Sublime Bright Mountain.
Many people would come here today. Their objective would all be the same: to climb up the mountain. But the earliest was still him.
It was not because the place he departed from was closest to the Sublime Bright Mountain, but because he set out early enough and he moved swiftly enough. Therefore, it allowed him to arrive at this mountain first before everyone else.
Taking a look at the mountain, the man took a step forward.
That was just a very ordinary step.
But the entire Sublime Bright Mountain began trembling at this moment.
That was a terrifying step.
The man was expressionless.
But there was a hint of satisfaction between his brows.
