Path of Alchemy Mastery
Chapter 181 - 183 Sword Venerate

Chapter 181: Chapter 183 Sword Venerate

The Demon Clan members stared blankly at their commander lying at Mu Can’s feet, their eyes filled with disbelief. According to the intelligence they had received, there wasn’t a single decently powerful being in this city. Existence at the Martial Saint level was simply nonexistent, which is why they could so boldly besiege the city without the slightest concern.

But the script seemed to be playing out differently from what they had anticipated. Not only had they failed to break through the city like tearing down rotting wood, but their assured victory of a commander now lay like a dead dog at their feet, his life and death unknown.

"Am I dreaming? Our commander was defeated so easily?"

"We’ve lost. Since that’s the case, let’s fight to the death. It was always a war of life and death anyway, let’s go all out."

The relationship between the Demon World and the Mortal World is different than that between the Immortal World and the Mortal World. Although many in the Immortal World are cultivators who ascended from the Mortal World, the Demon World has always been on the opposite side of the Mortal World. This war is one of life and death for their races.

Defeat means death, a fact known to every member of the Demon Clan. Now with their commander captured, their only hope was to fight desperately for a sliver of a chance to survive.

It took the crowd of Demon Clan members only a few seconds to unanimously decide on their course of action upon seeing their commander captured.

Mu Can had not expected the Demon Clan’s counterattack to come so suddenly. As the commander lay at his feet like a dead dog, the attack was already launched.

As thirty thousand Demon Clan soldiers launched a frenzied attack, Mu Can felt he couldn’t withstand it.

A torrent of attacks came down like rain. Mu Can hurriedly placed the Clumsy Little Red into the Reincarnation Pearl. Under such a ferocious attack, the armor he got from the Death Space instantly shattered into dust, serving its last purpose.

"Save me, save me." Under the indiscriminate bombardment, Zheng Ming didn’t even last three seconds in the fierce onslaught before he was pierced through by repeated attacks, dying in resentment here.

"Now this is problematic." Mu Can had never experienced large-scale combat and had no idea that, on the battlefield, a top-notch fighter would find it extremely difficult to withstand the attack of a well-trained army, especially when these Martial Sect Level Demon Clan members were ready to fight to death.

Even if he could contend with a Martial Saint, it would be of no avail.

Purple Cloud waved her hand, conjuring a protective film in the air that shielded Mu Can and the others inside.

"Kid, you’re in trouble now," said Purple Cloud, covering her mouth as she watched Mu Can’s shocked face.

Mu Can had not anticipated that when attacks accumulated en masse, the change in quantity could lead to such a terrifying qualitative change.

"If they had attacked like this from the beginning, there’s no way I could have withstood it," Mu Can remarked, not dejected, merely reflecting on the situation.

"No, they wouldn’t have. The basic soldiers of the Demon Clan are almost exclusively adept at close combat. To attack you like this, they are already overexerting their life force," Purple Cloud explained.

This is what makes the Demon Clan terrifying. The law of survival in the Demon World is obedience, which brings the Demon Clan’s military force and cohesion to terrifying levels. When they know they are bound to die, they often unleash astonishing strength.

When thirty thousand soldiers overextended their lives in a fierce assault against Mu Can, those energy pillars hammered down like Heavenly Tribulations, overwhelming and unending.

"This time, I underestimated the Demon Clan," sighed Mu Can, kicking the Demon Clan commander lying on the ground as if sealed.

The Demon Clan commander, who had already fallen into a coma, let out a groan when kicked, but still did not wake up.

"Stop!" As Mu Can was thinking about how to break free without relying on Purple Cloud’s help, a resonant voice came from the sky.

An old man with white hair and beard arrived, flying on a sword and now hovering above the heads of the Demon World soldiers.

The elder was dressed in plain clothes, without any decoration. Although his hair and beard were white, he looked surprisingly youthful, like a child; a remarkable sight of an old Immortal with the appearance of a youngster.

"So it’s him!" Purple Cloud light gasped, somewhat surprised to see the old man.

Encountering someone she knew here was unexpected, yet it made sense. The Immortal World faced the same issues as the Demon World, so almost everyone would use various means to descend to the Mortal World, not just to stay alive, but also to vie for territory.

It was well known that in terms of size, the Mortal World was several times smaller compared to the Immortal World, and the concentration of Spiritual Energy was also far less than that of the Immortal World.

Hence, these people from the Immortal World would choose to come down to the Mortal World early on, taking over famous mountains and great rivers to secure their territories ahead of time.

"Cloud Sister, do you know him?" Seeing Purple Cloud’s reaction, Mu Can realized she must know this surprisingly attractive elder.

"Sword Venerate, the foremost expert of Sword Dao in the Immortal World, a Loose Cultivator without allegiance to any sect, yet he reached the Immortal Venerable Level just through his own understanding of the Sword Dao. He once asked me for an Elixir, and in return, he promised to do me a favor, hehe, a promise I’ve yet to call upon," Purple Cloud said with a graceful smile. The status of Purple Cloud Immortal Venerable in the Immortal World was no ordinary matter; a Pill Master whose mastery of Alchemy could be said to have reached the pinnacle in the Immortal World, she was owed favors by countless powerful beings.

"This is great, later we’ll have him accompany us," Mu Can said with a twinkle in his eye and a smile.

"No one is going to help with your own battles, not even me. Remember, relying on external forces is never a long-term solution, so you might as well give up any ideas of taking shortcuts."

Purple Cloud continued, perhaps feeling that she had been a bit harsh.

"Ever since you obtained the Reincarnation Pearl, you have not encountered any noteworthy opponents. But let me tell you, this world is never short of geniuses. Not to speak of the Supreme Interface, even just within these two realms of Immortals and Mortals, the geniuses who ultimately reign supreme can be counted on one’s fingers." Purple Cloud patiently explained. Mu Can had achieved his position today under her guidance and indeed, had not faced any significant challengers.

Purple Cloud did not want Mu Can to lose the heart of a strong warrior. Therefore, once the safety of Xuanyuan Mingkong and Mu Can’s fellow disciples was confirmed, she decided to give Mu Can special training.

"Golden Thread." While they were speaking, Sword Venerate made his move. A small golden sword, a few inches long, slowly flew out from the Sword Venerate.

This was a small golden sword that immediately shone brightly, attracting all the light in the area, quickly becoming the center of attention. Yet, what this golden sword brought was a trail of slaughter.

A streak of golden light flashed, and the small sword quickly started to spin, moving so fast that it left afterimages, as if it was dragging a fine golden thread behind it.

The short sword pierced through the heads of a line of Demon Clan soldiers with extraordinary speed, rampaging through the Demon World’s formation with perfect precision as it penetrated through each Demon Clan’s head, leaving a hole the size of a little finger on their foreheads.

Like cutting down wheat, the Demon Clan members fell one after another under Sword Venerate’s sword.

Moments later, thirty thousand Demon Clan soldiers were all executed. Sword Venerate proudly stood on his Flying Sword, looking down at Purple Cloud and the others still within the protective barrier.