Chapter 659 (1/2)

Chapter 659: Sword Formation’s Might

Translator: Udeze Editor: Udeze

The latest addition to the Everlasting Feast Hall’s project on fostering new powerhouses consisted of four aspects: magical arts, body enhancement, imperial swords, and a sword formation array. Since Gu Yan’er had woken up from her comatose state, though the number of treasures in her interspatial ring was not much and neither did she have flying swords, she still took her time to refine dozens of flying swords herself in order to foster powerhouses belonging to the Everlasting Feast Hall. The dozens of flying words were then given to dozens of the most qualified experts among them.

As for the sword formation array, it was taught by Ji Chimei, who developed four types of joint sword formation arrays: the Duo Sword Formation, the Four Phenomena Sword Formation, the Eight Apparatus Sword Formation, and the Infinite Heavenly Revolution Sword Formation.

Because Tang Xiu needed a group of experts to accompany him, Gu Yan’er personally ordered that all the ten experts who practiced the Infinite Heavenly Revolution Sword Formation be sent over.

The moment Western Nefarious Sangha saw that Mo Awu’s group of eleven had released their flying swords, his eyes instantly lit up. However, just as he pushed Miao Wentang and Shao Mingzhen back, not only did he not take the initiative to launch an attack, he also did not rush to attack Mo Awu’s group, but poured a pile of ashes and then turned and flew to the distance.

“He’s running away?”

Miao Wentang and Shao Mingzhen exchanged dismayed looks. When they turned around and saw the flying swords held by Mo Awu’s group of eleven they slightly furrowed their brows because they were sure that they were not carrying longswords before. Could it be that they possessed the so-called legendary interspatial ring?

Eleven flying swords—it was something that they dare not imagine at all. After all, they were perfectly aware of the situation revolving around the cultivator community in these modern times. Not only were they down and out and waning, but cultivators were also few in number. Who would be able to give eleven flying swords to his men at the same time?

“Mr. Miao, shall we pursue him or not?” Mo Awu moved toward the two men and asked.

Miao Wentang hesitated for a moment before shaking his head and saying, “Let it be! Western Nefarious Sangha is too strong and has countless means he has yet to use. Those two Bloodthirsty Chiropterans have yet to appear either. I’m afraid we are still not his match even if I join hands with Brother Shao. Let us find Tang Xiu. That Golden Armored Zombie has a dreadful aura and I’m afraid that Tang Xiu won’t be a match for him.”

A few minutes later.

Western Nefarious Sangha had run away for dozens of miles. After discovering that no one was pursuing him, he rushed to a certain spot in the forested mountain. His figure then stopped under a towering tree, his old face painted with a cloudy and uncertain expression. He was not afraid of Miao Wentang since Grandma Shipo had told him everything about him already.

He also had no fear towards the middle-aged man joining Miao Wentang to fight him because that man’s strength was pretty much the same as Miao Wentang’s. He would definitely be able to kill them if he used his trump cards.

However… the appearance of those eleven flying swords was like a thunderclap that blasted inside his heart, even shocked him to the point of dread. It was eleven flying swords! And yet, those eleven cultivators who used them had just barely broken through to the Foundation Establishment Stage. What this implied? This meant that the young man who just pursued Golden Armored Zombie was definitely someone terrifying, he probably had a very terrifying influence behind him.

The unknown was the most frightening!

He thought that he already knew about all the cultivator circles, and yet, he suddenly discovered that there was an influence that had many flying swords—a fact that raised fear inside him. He was born cunning in nature, low-key and cautious, and always scheming whenever he was tempted to go into action. Of course, it was also suitable to describe him as being timid and coward.

“These people… what are their origins?”

In his mind, Tang Xiu’s face appeared once again. Those eleven cultivators who released flying swords were all obeying his orders, meaning that his status was definitely very high.

“Investigating the details of these people is a must. Knowing oneself and the others, only then will I be able to measure the degree of danger before going into action.”

“I must get those flying swords, but I need to find the right time. Killing and robbing treasures must be wonderfully done in a clean manner so as to not leave trouble for the future.”

“I just hope… Golden Armored Zombie can escape.”

Western Nefarious Sangha grabbed a string of Buddhist beads, pinched them with his thumbs and chanting a prayer in silence. Golden Armored Zombie was a powerful figure who came out from an ancient tomb in a Demonic Yin land of a certain place in the Western Region. Although they had been fighting for nearly a hundred years, they had always joined hands whenever they had to confront their enemies. Many times they had collaborated to fight their enemies, thus creating a particular attachment to one another.

High up in the air, above a certain place of Longquan Bay where most of the area was wetlands, Tang Xiu held the Bloodguzzler Dagger backhandedly. Each time he brandished it, a blade light was released and hit Golden Armored Zombie’s body hard, yet even if his body was hacked by the blade light, it was only able to leave a white mark and sparks that flew to all directions. Only the parts of Golden Armored Zombie’s body that were sprinkled by the Body Dissolving Liquid did the blade light inflict some damage.

“You can never escape, Golden Armored Zombie. Your only choice is to be obedient and let yourself be caught without putting up a fight.” Tang Xiu was in a high spirit to fight, whereas Golden Armored Zombie was constantly dodging and avoiding his slashes.

Golden Armored Zombie’s eyes were bloodshot and full of hatred as he tried to avoid with difficulty. He occasionally seized the opportunity to counterattack once or twice. His speed was fast, yet Tang Xiu was not much slower than him either. The most notable thing of all was that Tang Xiu’s combat experience was very rich, and he was as though able to predict the trajectory of each of his attacks in advance.

“WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?” Roared Golden Armored Zombie furiously.

“There’s no need for you to care who I am.” Tang Xiu sneered. “What I can tell you is that, as long as you choose to surrender, not only will I not kill you, I’ll also bestow you a huge opportunity. However, I want your Aerolite Essence.”

Golden Armored Zombie felt so chagrined. His speed was a bit faster than Tang Xiu’s, yet what depressed him the most was that his sharp claws that swept Tang Xiu’s body did not even leave any trace of injury on him. He even suspected that Tang Xiu was not really human. Why was his body so strong to such a frightening state otherwise?