Demon Sword Sect’s Undercover
Chapter 492 - 492 491 One Husband Holds the Pass 7

492: Chapter 491 One Husband Holds the Pass 7 492: Chapter 491 One Husband Holds the Pass 7 Bao Wen decided to take a risk.

This was something that had never happened to him since he started practicing the Seven Birds Battle Map.

The strength of this opponent made him feel increasingly uneasy even when he had the upper hand.

This was a mental barrier.

Observing for a long time had its advantages, it allowed one to thoroughly understand the opponent’s strengths and weaknesses and then develop targeted strategies; but it also had disadvantages, such as overthinking things, which could lead to overestimating the opponent subconsciously and denying oneself.

His junior fellow disciple Qian Changqing would not encounter this situation because he practiced the fundamental skills, straightforward and upright, unafraid of the opponent’s so-called extraordinary attacks; the skill he practiced was the more unorthodox Phase Formation, making it inevitable that he would wonder whether his opponent had already seen through the mysteries of his Phase Formation and was waiting for an appropriate opportunity.

Being in control, but frequently changing his birds, was a reflection of this mindset.

Unwittingly, the opponent’s concessions had thrown him off balance.

This was a very sophisticated psychological strategy.

Battles were never just about ultimate moves or trump cards; they encompassed all aspects, including the spirit and will.

Lost Sparrow, Wandering Bunting, Headless Starling, Shadow Grebe, Little Chicken

But he had already entered this vicious cycle and could not extricate himself.

The uncontrollable urge to change was born from the fear that his secrets would be exposed.

In previous shifts, he used the Iron Dove and Tiger Coot to replace the Lost Sparrow, Wandering Bunting, and Headless Starling, but this time he decided to take an even bigger risk, not wanting to leave himself with regrets.

His expression was solemn as his hands alternated in forming seals, gently patting the Purple Mansion.

The Iron Dove and Tiger Coot, which were clashing in the air, cried out as if they were reluctant to withdraw from the battle, but under the enforced Phase Formation, everything proceeded without regard to their will.

As the Iron Dove and Tiger Coot disappeared, a Shadow Grebe appeared in the air with an ordinary form, nothing too extraordinary and not looking particularly vicious.

However, its true threat did not lie within its beak and claws but rather in the shadow beneath the Shadow Grebe, which could pull any creature into the Phase Formation space as long as it was enveloped by it.

Determined to go through with it or not at all, Bao Wen was clear that it was no longer possible to defeat this cunning enemy without suffering any losses.

He was willing to pay a price for the maritime interests of the Southeast Daoist Sect.

The price was his not yet fully matured Little Chicken, which only possessed partial Phase Formation capabilities.

Using the Little Chicken in such a manner meant that the decades of visualization would be wasted, the usage would lead to complete loss, forcing him to spend time refining the Phase Formation again.

However, all of this was worthwhile because he could no longer find a more sharp method.

…Hou Niao was also struggling.

Bao Wen was hundreds of yards away, and Hou Niao’s Flying Sword Skill was too far to reach.

But if he now switched to the Body Sword State and pursued Bao Wen directly, the situation could immediately improve.

Dragging both of them into the battlefield would bring countless possibilities.

With the Flying Sword in pursuit, Bao Wen would no longer be able to change the Phase Formation birds at his leisure.

But the question was, if he had not learned the Body Sword Skill, would he be helpless in such a situation?

If that was the case, how exactly had the Shan Sect Quanzhen managed to stand for thousands of years in the Cultivation World on the Continent?

There must be a method; he just hadn’t thought of it yet.

Bao Wen was overthinking things a bit.

Hou Niao indeed had a certain judgment about the way of fighting, but such judgment was not enough to prompt him to take action.

It wasn’t until the Shadow Grebe appeared that he almost couldn’t help using the Body Sword Skill to end the fight, but the appearance of another Phase Formation bird gave him an opportunity…

It was a little chick with black feathers and a red crest.

Instinctively, he realized he couldn’t allow this creature to crow…

However, the Phase Formation of this little chick was extremely unstable, its spirit and Primordial Soul still in an unbalanced state.

This was his opportunity!

The Flying Sword immediately clung to it, not slashing, not stabbing, not chopping, simply sticking close, and from the sword, a strange power transmitted.

This power was what Hou Niao had entangled with for three years on Blue Island…

…Bao Wen successfully released the Chick, knowing once it was out, he could never call it back; but if it could slay a powerful enemy, it would all be worth it.

As the Chick crowed, the Sword Cultivator lost his spirit; underneath the shadow of Yinyi, he was drawn into the shadow phase space, where five more phase birds awaited him—the situation was set.

Everything was ready, the Chick poised to crow loudly…

‘Ku-ka-ku-ka…

Ku-ka-ku-ka…’

This sound didn’t belong to a golden cock heralding the dawn; rather, it resembled an old hen that had just laid an egg?

Bao Wen realized something was amiss and instantly shifted his attention to the Flying Sword sticking close to the Chick!

What a mess, the Sword Cultivator must have tampered with the Chick, causing it to behave abnormally; he commanded the Chick in his heart to shake off the Flying Sword immediately, but by then the Chick was no longer obedient, already a semi-finished product, now irreparable due to the error.

The situation became dangerous in an instant; his original plan could no longer be carried out—should he flee or continue?

To run, there was still a chance, but the pre-battle agreement with several Daoists would be rendered meaningless; it wasn’t just his own reputation at stake, but also the honor of the Zhou Sect, as well as the interests of the Southeast Daoist Sect in the Lizhi Sea.

If he didn’t exert himself, why should the others risk their lives?

In the blink of an eye, he thought of a method to take a risk; since the Sword Cultivator had used his own Flying Sword to disrupt the phase formation of the Chick, then he had the chance to use the remaining phase birds to launch an attack on the Sword Cultivator.

What’s left for a Sword Cultivator without his Flying Sword?

The key was speed, he had to be quick!

With his mind made up, he immediately severed the connection with the Chick and released the other phase birds.

His control over the phase birds was limited to managing three at a time, which was why he hadn’t released all of them at once;

He fiercely patted his Purple Mansion, where Sangshi, Xingchi, and the headless Qing appeared once more under his command to attack, but who knew these three birds would act as stunned as wooden chickens upon their release.

A quick examination revealed the cause.

Because the seven phase birds were nurtured within his Purple Mansion, trouble with the Chick on the outside directly affected its corresponding primordial shape inside, and the Chick’s primordial shape exerted a suppressing and leading influence over the other six.

Thus, the contagion spread…

There were still the Tiequ and Huti birds left to release and test his luck, but Bao Wen was not one to pin his hopes on luck; he knew he had already been defeated.

Without the capability of the seven phase birds, he was left without his main method of attack, and his other abilities amounted to little.

Only at this moment did he realize the significance of the foundational practices of his Junior Fellow Qian Changqing along the path of the Great Dao—far more lofty and pure than his own deviant art of the phase birds.

He was reluctant to see the phase birds he had released go, wanting to recall them before making his retreat; yet he understood that every moment he delayed now could bring fatal consequences upon him.

With just that moment of hesitation, he knew things had taken a turn for the worse—the Sword Cultivator’s Flying Sword had already left the Chick, and he knew that in a race of speed, he couldn’t outpace the Flying Sword!

Desperately, he looked at the Sword Cultivator, wanting to memorize his appearance for the last time, but he saw that the Sword Cultivator made no superfluous movements, just a slight bow,

“The honor is mine.”

Bao Wen’s heart sank to reality, knowing his life was spared and the phase birds were safe, save for the Chick that was lost forever.

But comparatively, this was already the best outcome.

He discovered that his will to fight had utterly collapsed!

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