Demon Sword Sect’s Undercover
Chapter 844: 843 Successive Occurrences [Request for Guaranteed Monthly Tickets]

Chapter 844: Chapter 843 Successive Occurrences [Request for Guaranteed Monthly Tickets]

Left Jiu Lu, found the right direction on the map, and flew to the next island.

Since there is Gu Zai of the Blood River in Jiu Lu, Yue Duo is certainly not here, so there’s no need to continue.

All the Upper Envoys from beyond, except Yue Duo, are hostile to him, which is normal. After all, he ruined their plans, and they’re not allowed to vent their anger?

As Yue Duo said, so-called allies among the various Daoist sects in the universe are somewhat illusory and unrealistic, more like temporary interest communities formed during a certain period or specific event, which often depends on the cultivator’s choice. Otherwise, if everyone talks about alliances casually, there wouldn’t be enough lives to spare.

He had never been exposed to the world of cultivation outside of Jinxiu and wasn’t very familiar with it, but now it seems there’s only one approach: thrive if you follow me, perish if you oppose me.

Such is the way for a Sword Cultivator.

The Daoist sects from beyond are truly extraordinary. The Yunchang Blood Transformation, almost irrelevant in Jinxiu Continent, is possibly the Daoist line of Blood River, a legacy that now looks tragic, with more missing and lost parts than Shan Sect Quanzhen. Yet the true people of Blood River possess indeed marvelous skills. The origins and weaknesses of those demons are still unclear to him, which makes him fully aware of his position. Although he stands out among the shorties in Jinxiu Continent, he’s far from invincible when confronted with truly ancient legacies.

Bao Xishan from Ran Dao Realm was merely an accident; he was careless and did not unleash his true power.

Seven days later, he arrived at the next island, Shi San.

He didn’t intentionally pursue exceeding ten days just for the Thousand Whip Body Refinement; because of the presence of these Upper Envoys from beyond, he might fall victim when attacked by an adversary if he gets half-dead from the whipping, which would be a joke.

His premonition was quite wise, as he just endured the Hundred Whips on Shi Sanlu when a fist shadow shattered the air and attacked, exactly from Xuanwu Wei Yi, who first fought and killed on Jinxiu Continent.

Xuanwu is the source of Ancient Martial’s vein, not belonging to Body Cultivation, but affiliated with Daoist Sect. When the fist is released, the method follows, creating a momentum between heaven and earth, establishing the Five Elements truths.

The seemingly simple fist power is mysterious and enigmatic, with countless hidden traps in the dark.

This time, Hou Niao didn’t use Body Sword Skill, but instead coordinated Flying Sword Skill with Sword Holding Skill for attack and defense.

Body Sword Skill is not omnipotent, as no skill in this world is; when facing the violent output at close range from Ancient Martial, Body Sword Integration becomes somewhat inappropriate, with mismatched attacking effects and inflicted damage. He fears he might be shattered before he pierces the opponent.

The wonders of the Daoist sect, diverse and peculiar, opened his eyes.

Wei Yi’s arms embraced, creating a fist wind wheel, with gusts of both forcefulness and softness, accompanied by Feng Huo, Hou Niao struggled.

Hou Niao’s flying sword stabbed intensively, swirling like lightning, and the Sword Gang was like towering peaks, with unexpected moves. Yet, Wei Yi skillfully wiped his forehead with one hand and held his belly with the other, responding easily.

In the next moment, the two closed in, their sword and fist clashing, Hou Niao’s Sword Momentum was fierce, Wei Yi faltered left and right, with Hou Niao slightly prevailing.

Wei Yi had the upper hand at mid-range, Hou Niao at close distance, but neither could turn their advantage into victory, and they endlessly pursued and evaded each other in this cycle of separation and union.

Hou Niao couldn’t maintain the opponent at close range, nor could Wei Yi keep the opponent at mid-range. This mutual intelligence and strategy battle, with sudden separations and reunions, fists appearing like mountains, swords shining like lightning, reached a fervent point, with neither willing to retreat.

Compared to fighting Gu Zai from Blood River, this opponent is truly exhilarating, allowing him to unleash his full potential without restraint, rolling and tumbling, fists exploding, and swords howling, the movements becoming more intense.

An hour later, it seemed the fight couldn’t continue, Shi Sanlu’s central stone tower began intervening, with three Thunder Whips striking, indiscriminately hitting both of them, sharing the impact equally.

However, both were tough and robust individuals, one having unique insights into thunder, the other possessing exclusive skills in applying inner secrets to their body, both thinking of finishing off the opponent while disregarding the Thunder Whip’s impact, boldly challenging, which attracted a crowd of local cultivators to watch and marvel at the newcomers.

Seeing that the two couldn’t be separated, the Thunder Whip continued increasing, striking relentlessly.

The stubborn Sword Cultivator, the rigid Ancient Martial artist, and the conservative Unihorn Clan combined to demonstrate what “shed tears only when seeing the coffin, dead set on immortality” truly means.

Under Thunder Whip interference, both their skills showed delay and hindrance, but they both hoped the other couldn’t endure first; being scorched in and out by thunder was fine as long as the opponent got roasted weaker.

In the blink of an eye, a hundred whips had passed, yet the situation became increasingly perilous, this licking blood off the blade had onlookers’ hearts racing, but the two fighters were unaware, only feeling invigorated with no match for this battle.

After three hundred whips, the battle seemed like in slow motion, suddenly the two shouted loudly and jumped out of the circle,

“Cur, remember your life today, I’ll take it another day!” Wei Yi exclaimed, his eyes wide open angrily.

“Coward, I’ll fight you whenever I see you, until you’re subdued!” Hou Niao retorted fiercely.

Wei Yi vanished into the island, Hou Niao disappeared into the Cloud Sea… They couldn’t fight anymore; anymore and it would harm the foundation, leading to someone taking advantage of them. Though they fought fiercely and fearlessly, neither was foolish enough to risk a mutual setback.

Shi Sanlu returned to peace, leaving behind sighs from idle prison friends, for in prison, everyone is full of energy, and fighting is common. But having such earth-shattering battles, challenging thunder head-on is rare indeed. Is the outside world now so agitated?

Only the Unihorn Clan remained indifferent, as long as the foundation wasn’t impacted, it was nothing.

What they looked down upon most was the human-like internal fighting behavior.

Hou Niao traveled wounded in the Cloud Sea, estimating he’d be mostly recovered by the next island. This journey was intense and stimulating, precisely the life he preferred, seamlessly integrating battle and cultivation.

He was somewhat impulsive, pondering whether he should traverse all Hell Star’s Nineteen Lands, to meet the heroes from Upper Realm, which would greatly benefit his growth, broadening his horizons rather than reigning supreme in Jinxiu.

In the near future, whether he ventured out himself or someone broke in, the cultivators he encountered wouldn’t be as weak as those in Jinxiu Continent, this was inevitable, whether it be himself or other Jinxiu cultivators, lack of skill would lead to being beaten.

Having made up his mind, his steps became firmer, for cultivation meant continuously setting higher goals for oneself, rather than being complacent about current achievements.

Flying in the Cloud Sea, he kept pondering, having already visited the two most likely islands, where has this heavenly fallen senior sister gone?

Yue Duo is now the key person to elevate himself.