Journey to the West: Starting from Changing Sun Wukong’s fate
Chapter 857 - 616: Your head is mine for the taking, Laozi.

Chapter 857: Chapter 616: Your head is mine for the taking, Laozi.

Wang Yang’s eyes narrowed slightly, his Divine Sense spread out, and the corner of his mouth curved upwards. The two black shadows had exactly the same aura.

If it were a doppelganger, there would surely be differences compared to the main body, but the two black shadows before him seemed to both be the main body!

"Interesting!"

Wang Yang began to take things seriously now; the sword techniques of Black Sword Mountain indeed had some substance!

"Ganmu, Heaven and Earth Prison!"

His hands abruptly formed a seal, and the Complete Celestial Eight Trigrams beneath his feet spun rapidly. From the ground, Divine Trees shot up one after another, crisscrossing and instantly trapping the two black shadows on the left and right!

The Divine Trees, transformed from the Zhou Tian Bagua Technique, interwove with the laws. The Sword Qi of the black shadows couldn’t tear them apart at all!

To break through the Great Dao Law, only the Great Dao Law itself can be used!

The Great Dao Law technique of Wang Yang was enhanced with the celestial Dao Origin Force, meaning, without comprehending the celestial Dao Origin Force, one could not break through Wang Yang’s divine skills and magic techniques!

And in this world, those who could comprehend and touch the celestial Dao Origin Force were none other than Saints with profound backgrounds!

"Reveal yourself!"

Wang Yang’s five fingers grabbed in the void, and the body of the left black shadow suddenly exploded, transforming into a long sword and floating up.

This black shadow was, of course, neither a doppelganger nor the main body, but a sword spirit!

Sword cultivators differ from other immortal cultivators. Their Life-bound Magic Weapon can be replaced at any time; as long as it is a high-ranked Divine Artifact or Sacred Object, it can exert enough power.

But the Life-bound Magic Weapon of sword cultivators is always a sword, a sword that is highly compatible with themselves. Once chosen, it will not be changed.

Nurtured with their Bloodline Spiritual Power, the long sword would eventually birth a sword spirit over time. As the sword spirit is nurtured by the Sword Master’s Bloodline Spiritual Power, there is no difference in aura.

The sword spirit follows the Sword Master’s will, executing sword techniques, which in turn strengthens the power of the sword techniques. However, it is rare for a sword spirit to shapeshift like the black shadow.

This requires not only nourishing the sword spirit with the Sword Master’s essence blood but also long-term cultivation, bestowing the sword spirit with wisdom!

"Considering the difficulty of forming your sword spirit, I will spare you today. Go now!"

Wang Yang waved his hand, the Divine Wood Prison dissipated, and the five fingers of the black shadow clenched in the void. The black sword pierced forward, held in the palm, and saluted Wang Yang with a fist, speaking for the first time.

"Sand Ruler thanks the Young Master for sparing my life; I owe you my life!"

After speaking, the figure of the black shadow, Sand Ruler, gradually faded and disappeared into the void. Wang Yang nodded with a smile, thinking he was still a person of feelings and righteousness.

"Let’s move!"

As Sand Ruler retreated, the several auras around also retreated; evidently, they were intimidated by Wang Yang’s thunderous methods. Even Sand Ruler of Black Sword Mountain was no match for Wang Yang, causing more trouble was akin to courting death.

After all, the deaths of Yu Daoming and his companions were still vivid in memory.

"Let’s move!"

Wang Yang said casually, leading the way ahead, with Cao Man and his followers closely behind. The four figures moved forward through the Falling Leaves Mountain Range.

Falling Leaves Mountain Range, Falling Immortal Mountain!

Among the six peaks of Falling Leaves Mountain Range, the largest peak and the core of the six peaks. Here, even the Loose Cultivators had a cultivation level of at least a celestial Immortal.

At this moment, inside Falling Immortal Mountain, a deep silence prevailed, with almost no sound coming out.

The deaths of Yu Daoming and others, and the defeat of Sand Ruler of Black Sword Mountain, far exceeded everyone’s expectations.

The cultivation of Yu Daoming and others was merely at the True One Realm, to put it bluntly, they were just there to test out Wang Yang’s strength. The outcome, whether life or death, was unimportant.

But Sand Ruler’s defeat was something no one had anticipated!

Among the Nine Great Sword Mountains of the Nine Swords Sect, Black Sword Mountain, one of the two strongest Sword Mountains, with celestial Immortal Sand Ruler, was defeated by Wang Yang in a single move!

And Wang Yang’s realm was just at the True One Realm!

More importantly, the Young Sect Master of True Martial Sect, Asura Cao Man, and the contemporaneous worldly spirit concealment Mu Xue did not intervene!

This was terrifying!

If one truly wanted to take Wang Yang’s head, Cao Man and Mu Xue would never sit idly by. Once these two intervened, it would be as difficult as ascending to the heavens.

Not long ago, the other seven sword mountains of the Nine Swords Sect, and the four women of the Huaying Sect, were all defeated by Asura Cao Man!

The only ones left to act were those from Red Sword Mountain, the main killing force of the Nine Swords Sect!

It seems that the bounty offered by the Nine Swords Sect, one of the Eighty-One Swords, was not without reason.

"Everyone, although the Eighty-One Swords are truly enticing, just one Wang Yang is beyond our ability to handle. I suggest Falling Immortal Mountain avoid this hot potato!"

From the north side of Falling Immortal Mountain, the voice of an elder came slowly, filled with vicissitudes, but more so with helplessness.

Over the years, Falling Immortal Mountain had never dared to refuse any commission.

Because the Falling Leaves Mountain Range was a lawless land, not bound by the rules of the Cultivation Sect, all the enmities between different sects, the people who couldn’t be killed or shouldn’t be killed, were handed over to Falling Immortal Mountain of the Falling Leaves Mountain Range.

Falling Immortal Mountain might appear as just a mountain peak, but in reality, it housed five immensely powerful Loose Cultivators, specializing in taking on clandestine tasks from the Seven Sects and Eight Factions and nurturing their disciples.

Just like Yu Daoming and his companions, who were from Falling Immortal Mountain.

"Elder Bei is right. If just one Wang Yang can make Sand Ruler leave willingly, and that was without Cao Man and Mu Xue intervening!"

"If those two were to intervene, even with the five of us joining forces, the chances of victory aren’t high. There’s no need to take such a risk, and the Nine Swords Sect is only offering one of the Eighty-One Swords; it’s not worth the trade!"

As soon as the voice from the north side fell, a voice from the south immediately appeared, showing strong agreement with Elder Bei’s words and expressing an opinion.