Demon Sword Sect’s Undercover
Chapter 486 - 486 485 One Husband Holds the Pass 1

486: Chapter 485 One Husband Holds the Pass 1 486: Chapter 485 One Husband Holds the Pass 1 The crowd didn’t dare to speak.

Over the years, all the troublesome elements among the Cang Pirates had been subdued, and when Hou Niao made up his mind, no one dared to say another word.

Well, there was one exception, but sadly, that person was not present.

Some say that the greatest weakness of the Cang Pirates lies with him; but from another perspective, their greatest strength is also with him.

He wouldn’t have dared to say this before, but now he could, because he had progressed further, because the Three Sword State System was taking shape, and because of the “hanging” Thunder Talisman.

He had to bear the responsibility alone.

Others might not be aware, but he was very clear that the greatest weakness of the Cang Pirates was not that the leader was too singular, but that their historical legacy was too short-lived.

For any power, history is a very important factor to measure its depth; because of history, there is a legacy that can withstand storms and devastation.

Even if a power falls into decline, is weakened, or suppressed, there’s always a day for resurgence.

This is the function of history.

The Cang Pirates had no history, and thus couldn’t endure destruction; they could only continue to win, to sweep through their enemies with irresistible force in the shortest time and cultivate that essence of vitality and spirit.

If he was the last to fight, the battle before him would surely be chaotic, and even if he held on to the end, others would claim that the Cang Pirates’ strength was mediocre, relying solely on the bravery of one man.

But if he was the first to take action and sweep through, it would leave people with endless imagination; it’s a completely different concept.

For his part, he also longed for such an opportunity to compete with the strongest from various Daoist sects across the Jinxiu Continent.

To be honest, he had always been lacking such an opportunity.

Battle is something that needs to be honed between life and death, not just self-absorbed cultivation; not even situations like the Soul Realm are sufficient.

Because the Soul Realm doesn’t involve life and death!

In the normal life of a cultivator, there might be a few life-and-death battles, which is the case for most; perhaps a minority who cultivate through battle might have more, but there’s always a limit.

Hou Niao hoped to meet all the heroes under heaven.

He didn’t have the capacity before, but now it was different.

The disciples from the major sects of the Lizhi Sea, who could be sent here, were basically not weak, but to say they were the top talents of the Tongtian Realm was a bit of a stretch.

It’s the custom of the Jinxiu Continent, within each major realm, those with the strongest overall strength are called True Disciples, who are truly top-level—for example, those whom the Dugu sisters married, someone like Wu Weijiang.

There are only nine out of thousands of Tongtian Realm disciples in the Shan Sect, and he was not yet qualified to match up with such a person.

Then there are the Core Disciples, including those leaders among the Chasing Wind Bandits, who are his targets to measure against, to gauge his own strength.

Below that are Elite Disciples, which possibly includes those fellows from the Guo Sect?

Normally, he would have had the chance to encounter them if he could have mingled in Yujing City all year round, but sadly, he was a restless person.

So he could only through such bloody battles to position himself, which was also a relatively accurate positioning.

He had a purpose for doing so, which was very important for the future development of his Daoist Path; if all went well, he would launch an assault on the status of True Disciple within the Shan Sect to gain some precious opportunity.

When he stepped onto the stage within the Shan Sect, he hoped to show his strongest side.

Therefore, this battle was the touchstone!

The Chasing Wind Bandits across from them were also in tense discussion, and quickly, a decision was made.

Cloud Plate sounds arose, and a cultivator burst into a run from the opposite side; over here, Hou Niao also launched himself forward.

Neither hesitated, and the great battle between pirates finally raised its curtain.

Hou Niao was calm, for this was but an ordinary battle to him; yet his opponent was exhilarated, showing no sign of fear or hesitation at the appearance of the leader of the thieves.

Among the Chasing Wind Bandits’ leaders, several were making judgments.

They hadn’t expected this chief of thieves to be so brazen, completely breaking the norms of the Jinxiu Continent’s competitive arena.

Put bluntly, he was like a gambler who liked to stake it all—a perfect fit for the persona of a Sword Cultivator, whose surface calculations couldn’t hide a heart willing to risk everything.

This was good news for them because it meant their battle strategy could be targeted and precise; it also meant the likelihood of killing this thief leader on the spot was greatly increased.

…As Yu Kuohai charged, his body transformed into a bull shark, ramming straight ahead.

This action revealed his nature as a Body Cultivator.

This type of transformation was also a form of Dharma Form, moreover, the most ferocious variant.

His true body and Dharma Form merged into one to increase his impact force.

What was even more rare was that during the charge, a barrier of water mist naturally formed around his body, as if the bull shark were hunting in the sea; this wasn’t the deliberate creation of a barrier, but the natural emanation from the Dharma Form itself, leveraging the maximum aid from the environment for the Dharma Form.

Dharma Form, Divine Skills, Barrier, a synthesis of power, Hou Niao could even guess the toughness of the Dharma Form itself.

Anyone who dared to charge so straightforwardly must have immense confidence in the resilience of their body.

His body floated up with the impact of the great shark, as if drawn by this overwhelming force.

While ascending, a flash of cold light accurately swept across the bull shark’s belly, creating a wound several yards long and inches deep.

No blood flowed out because the wound was not deep enough to break through the shark’s thick layer of fat.

This greasy layer of colloidal substance was not only highly resistant but also had the effect of neutralizing the Sword Energy and Magic Gang.

Hou Niao’s unpredictable sword strike was indeed unavoidable due to the large body, but was it too lazy to dodge, or was it truly fearless?

The Flying Sword passed, and the long wound began to heal—that was the nature of the colloidal fat layer.

The giant shark lunged and missed, but that did not affect its subsequent actions.

It turned its head, opened its huge mouth, and a silent Skill attack penetrated through; this was a specialty of most marine creatures.

Different waveforms guarantee the survival of sea beasts underwater, allowing them to communicate with each other, probe the terrain, and, of course, launch beam attacks.

Was Hou Niao’s Vertical Escape really so simple?

He would never propel himself into a position without a follow-up move.

As soon as he ascended, he immediately spiraled down, positioning himself behind the giant shark’s tail fin.

Simultaneously, his Flying Sword, with unerring precision, scored another wound on the very same spot it had passed before.

Deeper and longer than the previous one!

There was no defense without a solution; there were always limits.

Did it really think its layers of fat could block his Flying Sword?

What was it thinking?

The giant shark let out a tremendous roar, the sonic blast left no blind spots, and with a flick of its tail fin, it slashed down with the force of an enormous shovel, so fast it created visual echoes.

It was in pain.

Though the second strike still hadn’t penetrated the fat layer, it had reached a dangerous threshold.

Any deeper and it would have suffered real injury.

Hou Niao’s Vertical Escape was so elusive, he never stayed in one place.

This time, he reappeared right below the shark, a move that compelled the beast to react—it truly feared a third sword strike would sprinkle salt on its wounds.

With a roll, a flash of cold light pierced through the shark’s eye and then out of its mouth.

The bull shark’s body shuddered, and the Dharma Form collapsed…