Chapter 318 The Killing Sword (2/2)

So why did he have to fight against him?

There was a clear Qi rushing out from the top of his head and instantly he turned into a three-feet tiny man. That was the newly formed Primordial Spirit.

When Yuming the Honoured Celestial witnessed this, his heartfelt scornful. After all Shen Lian was a beginner Primordial Spirit, when Shen Lian saw his supernatural power then he got panicked and already drew on his Primordial Spirit from the start.

However, the moment this thought appeared, he felt something was not right.

At the same time, the other four celestials too felt a hair-raising aura that locked on them, it seemed like they had met the strongest enemy.

When Shen Lian saw the Primordial Spirit that he transformed was unexpectedly not his own appearance but a young Daoist who was handsome and masculine. Compared to his originally delicate features, there was obviously a vast difference.

Then there was another transformation whereby the Daoist's hand was holding another extra unique brutal sword that was ignited with red light.

What made the chills run down their spine was actually the red light.

Usually, if one managed to successfully train your Primordial Spirit, one would already be considered as an intermediate land immortal. Though it was not comparable to heavenly celestial's nobility and ability, one would be clean of desires. It would not be too easy to feel terrorized.

However, when the red light came into view, the terrifying aura filled the heart and soul of the five of them.

At that instant, what they saw was endless of mountains filled with corpses and sea filled with blood. Even the Avici was not that terrifying as this sight was formed from the murder of all the celestials and resulted in the corpses and sea of blood.

When they were hesitating, the entire sky was filled with Shapeless Sword Aura which instantly destroyed the blockade of Dao restriction that the five of them had set up. It entered and took away the spiritual elixir together with Ruoxi's divine aura.

It sounded like a long story but in actual fact, it took the time of only two to three seconds.

Shen Lian's Primordial Spirit also felt severe stabbing pain but eventually finished using the remaining Celestial Trapping Sword's sword will.

This situation was way better than the time when he faced the old monster, Taisu Sect.

Shen Lian got the Celestial Trapping Sword's will but it was only Celestial Trapping Sword's minimal true form so it could not cause any lethal damage to immortal Zhenren. However, if it came to its original true form, heavenly immortal, Tian Xian. could not even take it. Hence, this remaining sword will be sufficient to make the Five Guangqing Celestials to get distracted.

But at this moment, there was only Chen Jianmei that could move around like usual when Shen Lian unleashed Celestial Trapping Sword's will. This was because Chen Jianmei abandoned Grandmaster Yuanqing's sword will and he practiced and created his own Killing Sword by upgrading the Shapeless Sword Incantation.

Although he was an acquired achievement, it was still a killing sword just like the Celestial Trapping Sword. Though one was a seed that just began to sprout while the other one was already an enormous tree that soared above the sky and thus they were not comparable, their intrinsic qualities were almost identical.

Such a sword will meant nothing to him, and hence it naturally would not affect Chen Jianmei.

He grabbed ahold of this moment to take away the spiritual elixir. At this moment, Ruoxi's divine aura was already diffused into the spiritual elixir, integrating with the divine Qi.

Hundred thousands of miles to the north, there was a divine mountain named Mount Zhong. Beside it was a river which was dangerous and difficult to cross, the Ruoshui River, and a boundless land whereby birds could not fly there because once they stopped by they would drown. The height of the mountain was thirteen thousand miles, the top was seven thousand miles high whereas the circumference was thirty thousand miles wide.

Since long ago there had been many people with special powers that had retired in this seclusion. People usually stayed away from this place because of the Ruoshui River which was dangerous and difficult to cross. Unless they possessed supernatural powers, or else it would be difficult for them to cross over and come to this place.

In Mount Zhong, there was a temple by the cliff, and it snowed all year round. A youngster who was aloof and arrogant had a long sword on his back. It was made of neither copper, iron, nor steel. It did not have a scabbard and instead, it was only wrapped with a cloth which made it look like a package. Red light could be seen shining from the gaps.

There was no snow that would dare to drop at a distance of three feet from him.

At this moment the youngster looked at the sky. It seemed like the hundred thousands of miles of distance was not even an obstacle for his eyesight. He could clearly see everything that was happening in Mount Taicang.

The longsword produced an elegant chant and it had soaring sword aura. At times when a spirited creature flew past the sky, it would be killed immediately. There was not even any cloud seen above the youngster's head.

”No matter who he is, you're mine,” the youngster's eyes were filled with certainty, he seemed to be talking to his long sword with elegant chants.