Remould the Glory of Sword Art
Chapter 888: 51: Encirclement and Annihilation

Chapter 888: Chapter 51: Encirclement and Annihilation

Mastering four Divine Skills?

Xie Xuanyi did have this thought… However, he knew the difficulty of cultivating the Primordial Swallowing Technique. Although he vaguely comprehended the subtle use of the Swallowing Dao Scroll in the previous battle, he was still far from truly mastering this Divine Skill.

The Primordial Swallowing Technique, when cultivating the first Divine Skill, is the simplest.

As you stack them, the difficulty increases geometrically.

“Completely mastering all the Divine Skills of the Primordial Swallowing Technique is indeed too distant.”

Xie Xuanyi shook his head and said in a deep voice, “Even achieving complete mastery of the Swallowing Dao Scroll might still take some time…”

“Junior Brother, your talent in Sword Dao is quite remarkable.”

Xuan Ming said gently, “Back in the day, my second junior brother ‘Chi Lian’ was also a genius in the Sword Dao. It took him a full three years to comprehend the subtleties of ‘Swallowing Dao’.

“Three years?”

Xie Xuanyi was a bit surprised.

“My second junior brother used to enjoy meditating and practicing in peace.”

Xuan Ming said with a bitter smile, “It’s not that meditating and practicing in peace is bad… some Dao Skills can be comprehended quickly in peaceful meditation, while others require life and death battles to better understand.”

Xie Xuanyi deeply understood this truth.

His Annihilation Dao Realm was realized amidst numerous bloody battles.

As for the “Life Dao”…

It was only after retreating to a paradise and living a peaceful life for a while that he had an epiphany.

“This Swallowing Dao Scroll indeed requires real combat…”

Xie Xuanyi mused, “The recent battle was indeed greatly beneficial.”

For him.

The best way to cultivate… was through life and death trials!

Yin Mountain used the entire mountain and thousands of Evil Cultivators to help him refine the Swallowing Dao Scroll!

That’s how he comprehended this sword move so quickly.

“The Swallowing Dao Skill can be fused with the Flying Sword.”

Xuan Ming said with a slight smile, “Although it cannot form a Great Dao of its own, it is already an extremely formidable sword technique. If Junior Brother can master it, fighting beyond your level is not impossible.”

In the midst of their conversation, Xie Xuanyi’s expression suddenly changed.

“Hmm?”

His Divine Thought, sweeping the area, detected a hint of danger.

That trace of incarnation abruptly vanished from the Holy Realm.

The next moment.

Sitting cross-legged atop the Flying Sword, Xie Xuanyi opened his eyes, and beneath him lay a Corpse Mountain and a Sea of Blood composed of Evil Cultivators’ disciples.

The mountains and sea roared.

The bloody wind surged.

In the distance, the deep rumbling of a Treasure Ship could be heard.

The fierce wind blowing head-on carried a majestic power, but after breaking through the sea of clouds, only a large ship was approaching.

A dragon flag was suspended on that large ship.

Carved with a large character.

Qian.

This is the great ship from the Holy Land of Qiantian Palace.

…

…

The great ship of Qiantian Palace roamed above the sea of clouds, Crossing the Void as it came.

The dense clouds, like waves, were pushed aside by the ship’s oars.

The countless disciples on the ship looked at the hell-like scene below in silence, not daring to speak. An entire Yin Mountain had been levelled, countless corpses piled on the ground, blood flowing like a river, the bloody aura rising to the sky, and it would likely take months to dissipate. Such a terrifying sight, not only to see in person, many cultivators who have lived fifty years haven’t even heard of it!

It is said the South Border is filled with ruthless Evil Cultivators…

They would slaughter cities at the slightest provocation for their cultivation.

Yet they all perished.

Now, they became lambs to the slaughter.

If these deceased were Evil Cultivators, then what is Xie Xuanyi, who slaughtered the entire Yin Mountain?

“Those people… deserved their deaths!”

A young disciple on the ship spoke softly, his voice trembling but faintly excited.

This voice broke the Deathly Silence.

A newly entered, pale-faced disciple asked, “Senior Brother… why do you say that?”

“Ten years ago, I once trained near the South Border.”

The young disciple took a deep breath and coldly said, “These Yin Mountain Cultivators like to feed banners with humans. The more murders they commit, the stronger they become. Such scoundrels of Evil Spirits, to cultivate to the Cave Heaven Realm, who knows how many innocent lives they must have taken.”

“…Indeed, they were well killed.”

Not far away, an elderly cultivator sighed softly, “These Evil Cultivators in the South Border truly violate the Heavenly Dao and should indeed be cleansed.”

“But…”

The novice disciple remained silent for a moment and weakly asked, “If these Evil Cultivators are so vile, why do we still accept them?”

For a moment, the ship fell into silence.

The news of the Southern Border Demon Cleansing in the past two days had already spread within Qiantian Palace.

The Great Chu Imperial City decided to help the Three Great Sects clear the Paperman Sect, but unexpectedly got backstabbed… The Various Holy Lands all suffered losses, and this southern campaign resulted in an unexpected, costly price.

“The Imperial City… has its own considerations.”

The elderly cultivator said with a complex expression upon hearing this, thinking for a long time before squeezing out this sentence.

It had little persuasive power.

“Alright then…”

The novice disciple scratched his head and asked again, “But I still don’t understand, if these people should die, then why are we sailing to fight them?”

These Evil Cultivators in the South Border should die.

Then shouldn’t Xie Xuanyi, who killed these people, be applauded?

Why doesn’t the Imperial City offer a grand reward, but instead issues an order for his capture and elimination?

“The Imperial Decree, to quell the rebels.”

A deep voice rose on the ship. An elderly cultivator in a yellow robe sat cross-legged under the mast, his eyes drooping, almost touching the ground, and his long, snow-white beard swayed with the wind.

His voice echoed on the ship.

“Xie Xuanyi was the criminal who assassinated the late emperor ten years ago.”

The yellow-robed cultivator said in a deep voice, “This order… has nothing to do with the South Border campaign.”

“Elder Zhu…”

The novice disciple became even more puzzled, “I heard Xie Xuanyi saved many people in the South Border, including some of our sect’s senior brothers…”

“Shut up!”

The yellow-robed cultivator scolded unkindly, “What realm and position are you in, this is not a matter for you to question! All Qiantian Palace disciples heed well, since you have boarded the ship to this place, do not ask the reasons! In the coming battle, do not ask, do not speak more… with Yu Wen Sect Master overseeing, we only need to support the formation and infuse the Treasure Ship with Primordial Power!”