Chapter 324. The celestial spell can’t hide your thousands of years of obsession (1/2)

The white-robed woman whispered, “You can’t come out before the fourth sword takes shape!”

She waved her hand and the lightning sword immediately collapsed. The old man backed up and created only 200 swords this time. The excitement in his eyes was even stronger than before as he charged toward her.

Right now, the last wave of swords arrived. A thunderous roar came out of the collection of swords and the fourth dragon took shape.

The white-robed woman’s eyes were calm as she moved her hand. The four golden dragons coiled around her. She pointed at one with her finger and it immediately collapsed, revealing a simple celestial sword.

This point with her finger caused the death aura to spread to her face. The two thousand years of celestial energy had almost all been used up. If it wasn’t for the fact she needed a large amount of celestial energy to transfer Zhou Yi’s soul, she could have killed that old man with one finger.

“Second Rain Celestial Sword, sword spirit, appear!”

The celestial sword released a golden light, then a golden orb came out of the sword. The death aura on the woman spread even more. She quickly grabbed the golden orb and threw it toward the dragon that had a purple mass on its forehead.

After losing the golden orb, the celestial sword lost its sheen and fell from the sky.

When the sword fell, all of the surrounding cultivators’ eyes focused on it.

The old man charged forward again. This time, he formed seals and ten swords appeared before him. He let out a roar and quickly charged forward.

Just at this moment, a figure suddenly charged out from the crowd. This person was the middle-aged man that had fought with Wang Lin and Chi Hu.

The moment he charged out, three blood-colored metals appeared around him. Under his control, they charged toward the old man.

The old man looked toward the person and waved his hand at him without a word .

The middle-aged man shouted, “Killing intent blood crystal, explode!”

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The blood crystals exploded with three loud bangs, and in the middle of the explosions a black vortex appeared. A giant hand poked out from the vortex and reached toward the old man.

The old man’s face changed when he saw the hand. He shouted, “Tian Yunzi, if you keep me from taking the celestial sword, our two sects will have a bloodbath for 1000 years when I get back!”

Right after saying that, he dodged to the side and quickly charged toward the white-robed woman.

The hand quickly chased after him. A very ancient voice came from the vortex.

“Ling Tianhou, the celestial sword belongs to those who are fated to have it. If you can have it, than you are fated.”

“Tian Yunzi!” Wang Lin’s body trembled. He stared at the vortex with a mysterious light in his eyes and silently pondered.

The old man’s face was gloomy. He moved as fast as lightning and in the blink of an eye appeared before the white-robed woman. He quickly reached out toward the simple celestial sword that was forming.

However, just as he was about to grab hold of the sword, another person charged out of the crowd even faster than the last. This figure grabbed the celestial sword before the old man could and quickly escaped.

“Haha, Ling Tianhou, I, Tian Mozi, am not greedy. Of the four celestial swords, I’ll only take one Goodbye!” This person was that middle-aged scholar. He arrived before the old man and hid inside the crowd. When he acted, he was able to steal the celestial sword in one move.

“Tian Mozi! You dare to steal from me? Just you wait; your planet, Tian Mo, will be wiped out by my Da Lou Sword Sect!”

“Haha, Ling Tian, it would be hard to avoid a fight between the two of us. I’m willing to accompany you at any time!” That middle-aged scholar laughed at the old man’s threat. He moved even faster when he reached the void. Suddenly, a black vortex appeared and he went into. This vortex led to his planet.

“Such speed! He is even faster than my star compass!” Wang Lin took a deep breath. All he could see were afterimages.

The white-robed woman didn’t even blink. She pointed at another golden dragon. The dragon let out a roar and turned into a curved sword.

The old man’s eyes lit up and he reached out for the sword, but Tian Yunzi’s hand was even closer.

The white-robed woman’s eyes became cold as she pointed at the old man. The old man shouted and the clothed on his chest were ripped apart as a black fingerprint appeared on his chest.

The old man coughed out blood, but his hand didn’t slow down as it reached for the celestial sword.

The death aura had reached its peak. Her eyes were filled with sadness as she whispered, “If you want this sword, you can have it, but the sword spirit is mine!”

The moment the old man grabbed the sword, a golden orb appeared and flew toward the woman. She threw it toward the forehead of a golden dragon.

“This sword belongs to me!” The old man laughed while enduring the pain on his chest. He held onto the sword and quickly backed up.

The hand behind him suddenly stopped and dodged to the side; it was no longer chasing him. Instead, it grabbed hold of the middle-aged man who fought with Wang Lin and Chi Hu and pulled him back into the vortex. The man and the hand quickly disappeared.

The moment he disappeared, Tian Yunzi’s ancient voice appeared again.