Black Myth: Starting from the Destined One
Chapter 302 - 221: The Immortal Slaying Sword Strikes!_2

Chapter 302: Chapter 221: The Immortal Slaying Sword Strikes!_2

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"I was wondering why the Sword Qi released by Li Ping’an was so strong—it turns out it’s the effect of the Immortal Slaying Sword!"

"After today’s Grand Ritual of the Heavenly Master is over, I myself will kill Li Ping’an and take back the Immortal Slaying Sword to avenge my deceased disciple!"

Sect Master Zhuge Junchen of the Flame Cloud Sect wasn’t afraid that Wang Tianran and Zixia would hear, and he directly made this declaration in public.

"Senior Brother Zhuge, could there be some misunderstanding here?"

Upon hearing this, Zixia wanted to plead for Li Ping’an, but after all, killing a sect disciple and stealing the sect’s treasure was a great taboo in the Taoist sect, an act that was intolerable in any sect, even the Demonic Way and the Demon Daoists deeply despised it.

This time, Li Ping’an had committed a great taboo against everyone in the world.

"..."

After giving Zixia a cold look, Sect Master Zhuge Junchen of the Flame Cloud Sect arrogantly said,

"Anyone who blocks me dies! No matter who they are!"

"Uncle-master Zhuge, please take your revenge. Our Qingyun Sect will definitely not intervene!"

The Senior Brother of Qingyun Sect, Taishi Bao, quickly responded and then hinted to Zixia not to speak anymore. Zixia also knew that she couldn’t persuade Sect Master Zhuge Junchen of the Flame Cloud Sect, so she kept silent. Everything would have to wait until after Li Ping’an’s fight.

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"Xie Wenren! You beast! I will kill you today!"

Li Ping’an burst out of the deep pit covered in dust and instantly disappeared, only to appear before everyone the next moment, still wielding the Hundred Plays Steel Rod and attacking the Netherworld Ghost General.

"Slash!"

Just as the Netherworld Ghost General was about to lift his broken Ghost Head Greatsword, his head was sliced off by Li Ping’an’s sword.

"Palm Thunder!"

Li Ping’an then struck the Netherworld Ghost General with a Thunder Technique, causing him to emit black smoke from his body and, amidst screams, turn into flames.

Meanwhile, the army of lost souls controlled by the Netherworld Ghost General also entered the black hole. After the last soul had entered, the seemingly bottomless black hole returned to its original state.

"Li Ping’an, since you’re not dead, let’s continue!"

Xie Wenren, disguised as the Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao, immediately controlled the Four Red Suns Formation and attacked Li Ping’an with his Fire Sword.

Clang! The moment Li Ping’an’s Immortal Slaying Sword collided with the Fire Sword of Xie Wenren, who was disguised as Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao, the Fire Sword broke in two.

If Xie Wenren, who was disguised as Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao, hadn’t moved quickly, his head might have been severed by the edge of Li Ping’an’s sword.

"So it really is the Immortal Slaying Sword! Indeed impressive!"

Xie Wenren, who had dodged and was suspended midair, assessed the Immortal Slaying Sword in Li Ping’an’s hand, momentarily revealing a covetous look.

"Die!"

Li Ping’an wielded the Hundred Plays Steel Rod and soared up, attacking the unarmed Xie Wenren, who was disguised as Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao, with his sword.

This Immortal Slaying Sword, filled with Li Ping’an’s tremendous mana, indeed showed its formidable power; a single full-force slash sent out multicolored Sword Qi.

"Great Yin Luo Hand!"

Xie Wenren, who knew the power of the Immortal Slaying Sword and had witnessed its might—an existence that had almost killed Li Ping’an—immediately raised both his hands and cast a new Evil Technique to resist.

The moment he cast the Evil Technique, a gigantic skull appeared behind him, and in front of his body, a giant Demon Monster’s hand emerged, ready to grasp the Sword Qi launched by Li Ping’an.

"Break!"

Li Ping’an shouted fiercely, full of confidence in the ancient divine weapon, the Immortal Slaying Sword. The sharp Sword Qi tore through, directly shattering Xie Wenren’s Great Yin Luo Hand.

Beyond breaking the Great Yin Luo Hand, it also aimed straight for Xie Wenren’s neck.

Boom!

Xie Wenren, struck by the sword, immediately fell from the sky and lay on the ground without moving. Since he was facing the ground, the others didn’t know whether he was dead or alive!

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"Did Li Ping’an actually manage a counter-kill?"

"How does Li Ping’an have two weapons?"

"The sword in his hand seems quite powerful!"

"Right, his sword is so strong, it definitely isn’t ordinary! It must be some divine weapon, maybe even a sword used by generations of Heavenly Masters from Mount Longhu!"

"It seems the victor has been decided!"

"Although it has wasted so much of our time, today’s visit was not in vain. This battle was quite remarkable indeed!"

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The cultivators present saw the dust had settled, just waiting for the announcement of results from Immortal Fei He, the Observatory Master of Moyun Temple.

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"This Immortal Slaying Sword is really powerful indeed!"

Head of Immeasurable Sect, Taishu Yiqing, cocked his head and said mockingly to Sect Master Zhuge Junchen of the Flame Cloud Sect:

"I wonder if the Immortal Slaying Sword is more formidable in Li Ping’an’s hands or in Pei Yuanjing’s hands? However, it seems that Pei Yuanjing was killed by Li Ping’an."

"Li Ping’an!"

Sect Master Zhuge Junchen of the Flame Cloud Sect felt distressed and furious upon hearing this. Just because of Li Ping’an, he had lost the future of the Flame Cloud Sect and the Sect’s Treasure. He absolutely could not swallow this indignity.

"Master! Let’s kill Li Ping’an now and avenge our junior uncle!"

"Master! Let’s take back the Immortal Slaying Sword!"

"Master! There’s no need to wait, Li Ping’an and the Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao have already finished fighting!"

"Master! Avenge our deceased junior uncle!"

Eldest Senior Brother Jiao Chujun of the Flame Cloud Sect, along with the second, third, and fourth senior brothers all began to advisc angrily with indignation.

...

Sect Master Zhuge Junchen of the Flame Cloud Sect was naturally the person who wanted to kill Li Ping’an the most at the moment, but he still had reservations, which were the Ghost Taoist and Wang Tianran.

The Ghost Taoist’s crooked ways were not so worrisome because the Ghost Taoist would be dealt with by all cultivators present once he made a move, regarded as an evil and foreign path.

However, the relationship between Wang Tianran and Li Ping’an was profound; he had to persuade Wang Tianran. Therefore, he did not act out immediately but instead turned to question Wang Tianran who was lazily lying on a chair, holding back his rage:

"Wang Tianran, Li Ping’an from Mount Longhu has killed our Taoist disciple and snatched our Taoist treasure. Although you are his friend, your relationship with him shouldn’t outweigh justice, right?"

"Sect Master Zhuge, I know what you’re going to say."

Wang Tianran, patting his round belly indifferently, said:

"This is a matter between your Flame Cloud Sect and Li Ping’an, I definitely won’t intervene!"

Wang Tianran paused and then, gazing intently at the fallen Xie Wenren, disguised as the Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao, he said seriously:

"Besides, you don’t need to ask me about such a trivial matter, my target now is Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao."

Sect Master Zhuge Junchen of the Flame Cloud Sect nodded in satisfaction and said:

"Good! That’s what you said!"

"That’s what I said!"

Just as Wang Tianran finished speaking, Night Traveler Muqiang Baoshan, hearing the implication, immediately turned his head and asked curiously:

"Young Master Wang, do you mean to say that Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao is not dead?"

"Hahaha!"

Wang Tianran squinted his eyes and laughed:

"Your target is the same as mine, but you Night Travelers needn’t get involved later, so as not to throw your lives away!"

"This..."

Helplessly the Night Traveler Muqiang Baoshan said:

"But this is the duty of The Night Traveler’s Bureau."

"That’s your business, just don’t hinder me later on!"

After Wang Tianran spoke, the Night Traveler Muqiang Baoshan didn’t say anything further.

After seeing Wang Tianran readily agree, Sect Master Zhuge Junchen of the Flame Cloud Sect then turned his gaze toward the Ghost Taoist below, transmitting his thought via a mental message:

"Ghost Taoist, Li Ping’an has killed our Taoist disciple and taken our Zong Sect’s treasure. Even though he’s from Mount Longhu, according to the rules, you have no right to intervene in this matter!"

The Ghost Taoist asked curiously:

"Killed your disciple? Who! What treasure has been snatched?"

Sect Master Zhuge Junchen of the Flame Cloud Sect replied angrily:

"He killed my most beloved disciple Pei Yuanjing, and snatched the Immortal Slaying Sword, one of the three great magical treasures of our Flame Cloud Sect! Just for these two crimes, Li Ping’an deserves to die!"

The Ghost Taoist said in surprise:

"Pei Yuanjing? Is that the same person known as ’The Second Most Talented Under Heaven, Pei Yuanjing’?"