Showing Off My Skills Before My Disciple! The Same Nine Heavens Swordsmanship!
The light of the light portal gradually dimmed, eventually dissipating completely.
But when Lin Fan and Zheng Qian saw that only Xie Fei had arrived.
The smiles on their faces instantly froze, turning into deep shock and unease.
“How could this be?”
Zheng Qian abruptly turned to look at Lin Fan, his tone urgent: “Didn’t you tell your Master to bring Sect Experts?”
“I… I did…”
Lin Fan responded blankly, his eyes full of bewilderment.
He clearly used Spiritual Power to leave a message for help in the Jade Talisman, stating that Long Qiye had been Demonized, Yinshan was in grave danger, and Sect Elders, even the Grand Master, needed to intervene.
But why did only his Master come alone?
“Your Master is only a Qi Refining Level Eight cultivator. What good will his coming do?”
Zheng Qian was so anxious that sweat beaded on his forehead, his voice tinged with despair.
He looked at the figure in a green robe in mid-air, his eyes full of disbelief.
Long Qiye, completely Demonized, was also stunned by this sudden turn of events.
He paused slightly, his blood-red eyes locked onto Xie Fei, and a cruel smile slowly spread across his lips.
Long Qiye revealed a row of snow-white teeth, “Master?
“You’ve come just in time. Are you here to see your Junior Brother off?”
Before the words had finished.
He suddenly leaped up from the ground, the ground cracking with a loud boom, and purplish-black Qi and Blood flames erupted like a volcano.
Demon, Ghost, and Devil Qi, three streams of sinister energy intertwined, led by his Qi and Blood power as a Body Cultivator, formed a devastating fist, striking directly at Xie Fei.
With this punch, the air was torn apart with a piercing roar, and space seemed to be twisting, the pressure emanating from it making the distant Lin Fan breathless.
Zheng Qian’s heart trembled.
As a Golden Core Third Rank cultivator, he could clearly perceive that the power of this punch was enough to crush any Golden Core cultivator!
Xie Fei was only a Qi Refining Level Eight cultivator. Facing such a terrifying attack, there was no chance of survival.
A flash of despair crossed his eyes, and he whispered, “It’s over…”
“Master!”
Lin Fan shouted hoarsely, ignoring his internal injuries, his Magic Sword suddenly raised, Sword Qi surging, trying to rush forward to block Long Qiye’s fist.
But as soon as he took a step, he felt his legs as heavy as lead, his Spiritual Power flow obstructed, his face pale almost to transparency.
At this critical moment—
“Sigh…”
A low sigh came from the air.
Xie Fei moved.
His green robe fluttered slightly, he raised one hand, palm outward, his movements light and casual, as if merely brushing dust off his clothes.
But at that instant, an invisible Righteous Power erupted from his palm.
It transformed into a transparent Light Screen, instantly enveloping the entire scene.
Hum…
Long Qiye’s fist suddenly stopped, the purplish-black flames suppressed by the Light Screen, emitting a sizzling sound, like flames meeting water.
Lin Fan’s Sword Qi also solidified in mid-air, his entire body suspended motionless.
The two were thus imprisoned in mid-air, their eyes full of disbelief.
In the distance.
Zheng Qian’s pupils shrank sharply, looking at Xie Fei in astonishment, his lips trembling slightly: “This… how is this possible?”
“Qiye, you’ve been Demonized?” Xie Fei’s voice was calm as water, as if asking the most ordinary question.
But beneath this calmness, there was a suffocating pressure.
At this moment, he seemed like a different person.
From an inconspicuous “Qi Refining Level Eight” Little Elder, he transformed into an unfathomable reclusive expert.
The aura emanating from his body was as heavy as a mountain, mysterious and unpredictable, like a towering sword peak, standing in the darkness of Yinshan.
Lin Fan stared blankly at his Master, and Qing Yao’s words involuntarily surfaced in his mind: “Master has been hiding his strength…”
His heart trembled, as if falling into an absurd dream.
Zheng Qian even rubbed his eyes, suspecting he had seen wrong.
In his impression, Xie Fei was merely an ordinary old cultivator of the Sword Sect, with mediocre talent.
If it weren’t for Liu Su, he wouldn’t have given him a second glance.
But now.
Xie Fei, with a single move, easily sealed the power of Long Qiye and Lin Fan.
That was the Seven Nights Demon Lord whom even he, a Golden Core Third Rank cultivator, could not withstand!
“Mas… Master, are you here to kill me?”
Long Qiye struggled to speak, a trace of ruthlessness flashing in his blood-red eyes, and a twisted smile spreading across his lips.
Purplish-black flames danced wildly on his body, trying to break free from the confinement.
Xie Fei did not respond, his brows furrowed slightly, his gaze moving past Long Qiye, toward the depths of Falan Temple.
To be precise, it was the Underground.
His Divine Sense spread like a tide, instantly piercing through layers of soil and rock, perceiving a horrifying sight.
Underground in Falan Temple, countless bones and remains were piled up!
There were wild animals, and humans and livestock, layer upon layer, like a mountain of bones.
If they were all excavated, enough to form several hills, a shocking sight.
Even more terrifying was a mass of Demonic Power in the depths of the bones.
It undulated like a living thing, like a giant heart, expanding and contracting, emitting palpitating waves.
“Unexpectedly, it’s hiding here.”
A cold light flashed in Xie Fei’s eyes.
This Demonic Power, he was all too familiar with it.
When breaking through the Demon Star barrier, he had engaged in a direct confrontation with this power, and had shattered it with one sword.
The Demonic Power originated from that Demon Lord!
Now, the Demon Lord was hiding in Yinshan, using the bones and the natural Great Formation to restore his strength.
Bang!
Xie Fei said no more, raising his hand and striking out with a palm.
The Palm Wind was like a sword, extremely sharp, heading straight for Long Qiye.
But this palm did not injure him, instead accurately entering his body, transforming into a Limitless Sword Qi, instantly suppressing the surging Demon, Ghost, and Devil Qi within Long Qiye.
With a “boom”.
A phantom black shadow was forced out by the Sword Qi, carrying a strange black glow, taking shape in mid-air.
It was the appearance of Old Monster Yinshan!
As soon as the shadow appeared, it shrieked sharply: “Who are you? How dare you ruin the Venerable One’s great cause!”
The voice was shrill and piercing, indeed Old Monster Yinshan.
Previously, he had abandoned his body, transforming into a crow and merging into Long Qiye’s body.
It seemed like a mutual destruction, but it was actually a scheme of usurpation.
As a half-Nascent Soul tree demon, he was well aware of the limitations of a demon body, far less convenient than the body of a human cultivator.
Long Qiye’s incomparably strong Body Cultivator physique, and his terrifying talent, had already made him covetous.
“Old Monster Yinshan!” Lin Fan gritted his teeth, his eyes burning with anger, “So you weren’t dead!”
Zheng Qian’s face also darkened, his hand holding the knife trembling slightly: “This tree demon is so cunning?”
Xie Fei coldly watched the shadow, without a ripple in his eyes.
“A mere demonic creature, dares to covet my apprentice’s body?
“Destroy!”
Xie Fei lightly uttered a word, his voice calm yet like the Heavenly Emperor’s judgment, carrying unquestionable authority.
Then a sharp sword glow shot out from his fingertips, like a shooting star tearing through the sky, instantly piercing the phantom black shadow of Old Monster Yinshan.
The shadow let out a series of shrill screams, its form twisting and disintegrating, turning into wisps of black smoke, completely vanishing.
Long Qiye’s body trembled, and his blood-red eyes gradually regained clarity.
He looked down at his hands, the purplish-black patterns slowly receding, and the surging Demon, Ghost, and Devil Qi within his body completely subsided.
Looking up at his Master Xie Fei and Junior Brother Lin Fan, a strong feeling of remorse welled up in his heart, his lips moved, but he could not utter a single word.
Xie Fei glanced at his two apprentices, then raised his hand and slapped them.
Lin Fan and Long Qiye felt an irresistible force slapping them.
Then they uncontrollably flew up, instantly passing through Yinshan’s natural Great Formation, flying out over a hundred miles away.
Following this, Xie Fei flicked his sleeve, and Zheng Qian and Scholar Li Caichen were also swept up by the same force.
“Immortal! Please save Xiaoqian…”
Before Li Caichen’s words were finished, he had already soared into the air, transforming into a streak of light, passing over the gloomy forest and the ghost-infested valley, plunging into the distance.
Bang! Bang!
Two muffled sounds, Zheng Qian and Li Caichen landed on their buttocks, falling in a heap.
Zheng Qian rubbed his waist, grimacing, but found that his injuries had been healed by a warm current, his Spiritual Power flowing smoothly as before.
Li Caichen hurriedly checked his box of books, finding the scrolls untouched, he breathed a sigh of relief, abruptly stood up, and looked around.
Not far from the two.
Long Qiye and Lin Fan sat on the ground, pale-faced, clearly having been badly shaken from the fall.
Lin Fan clutched his chest, moaning softly, while Long Qiye struggled to stand, his eyes still filled with remorse and complexity.
Just then, another figure descended from the sky, carrying a faint Ghost Qi.
“Xiaoqian!”
Li Caichen was overjoyed, spreading his arms, steadily catching the weak Liu Xiaoqian.
Her form was dim, her breath weak.
…
Above Yinshan.
Xie Fei stood alone, his green robe fluttering in the cold wind.
His gaze was like a sword, locking onto the Underground of Falan Temple, he whispered, “Since you’ve already awakened, why don’t you dare to show yourself?”
“Hahaha…”
A low chuckle rose from the Underground, filled with endless ridicule: “This seat doesn’t show itself, merely wanting to see what your origins are.
“You actually possess the long-lost Nine Heavens Sword Art, marvelous, marvelous indeed.”
Accompanied by a long howl, the dilapidated walls of Falan Temple collapsed with a thunderous roar, the ground splitting open a bottomless fissure.
Countless bones surged out of the fissure, carrying a pungent stench, piling up into a small mountain of bones.
A figure slowly rose from the fissure, suspended in the air.
This person looked like a youth.
With a handsome face, a tall and imposing figure, wearing a black long robe, a black-sheathed long sword hanging from his waist.
Like a human swordsman.
But the strange black qi surrounding him wriggled like a living thing, exuding a terrifying evil thought.
As soon as the youth appeared, his gaze swept towards Xie Fei like lightning, a trace of greed flashing in his eyes.
Xie Fei met his gaze, feeling his mind twist.
As if an invisible hand was reaching into his Sea of Consciousness, attempting to control his will.
He coldly snorted, Sword Intent rising from within him, instantly severing that corrosive force, his eyes becoming even colder.
“Unexpectedly, you’ve changed into a human body.”
Xie Fei’s Divine Sense was sharp, instantly realizing that this youth was merely a puppet body controlled by the Demon Lord, not his true form.
The Demon Lord’s formless power could twist the mind, most likely without a fixed form, a formless demon.
The Demon Lord grinned, black light flashing in his eyes: “The Nine Heavens Sword Art, five thousand years ago was brought into the Dragon Palace Treasury by the Dragon Lord, used to suppress the Dragon Clan’s Supreme Treasure, the Dragon Pearl.
“Now this art appears in your hands, could the Dragon Pearl also be on you?”
Upon hearing this, Xie Fei’s heart stirred.
The Demon Lord even knew the origin of the Nine Heavens Sword Art?
This skill was obtained through System Rebate.
As for the Dragon Pearl, he had never heard of it.
Thinking this, Xie Fei calmly asked back: “You, an extraterrestrial demon, know quite a lot about the affairs of the Mystic Continent.”
“Hahaha!”
The Demon Lord laughed loudly, his laughter causing the bones to rattle: “Who told you this seat is an extraterrestrial demon?
“This seat knows more secrets of the Mystic Continent than you!”
Xie Fei’s pupils constricted slightly.
The Demon Lord was not from outside the world?
Then the origin of the Demon Star…
His mind raced, and he said solemnly, “In that case, why are you hiding in Yinshan, using the bones to restore your strength?”
The Demon Lord sneered, a trace of gloom flashing in his eyes: “This seat is injured, and needs the natural Great Formation and the power of bones here to heal.
“But it has nothing to do with you!
“Even if this seat is not at its peak, taking you down is more than enough!”
His greed intensified: “If you hand over the Dragon Pearl and the complete Nine Heavens Sword Art, this seat can spare your life.
“Otherwise, when this seat controls your soul, all your memories will belong to me, and the Dragon Pearl will be mine too!
“Then I’ll make you live neither in life nor in death, a puppet forever!”
Xie Fei narrowed his eyes, his tone calm but with a hint of coldness: “If I’m not mistaken, you’re not lightly injured.
“Who injured you?”
At the mention of this, the Demon Lord’s face suddenly darkened, he gritted his teeth: “A damned woman!
“If it weren’t for her, how could this seat have come to this!”
Hatred surged in his eyes, but he didn’t want to say more, abruptly raising his hand: “Enough nonsense, die!”
Hum…
The Demon Lord attacked, and the heavens and earth changed color.
Countless black qi erupted from his body, transforming into hundreds of tentacles, carrying an aura of corrosion, sweeping towards Xie Fei.
Before the tentacles arrived, the ground had already been corroded into deep pits, and the bones turned into powder.
Even more bizarre was that these tentacles emitted a wave of mind-twisting power, attempting to invade Xie Fei’s Sea of Consciousness, turning him into a puppet.
He didn’t intend to kill Xie Fei, only to control him.
…
Demonic Power surged, engulfing the entire Yinshan in a dark miasma.
The natural Great Formation was activated by the Demonic Power, Ghost Qi and Demon Qi intertwined, forming invisible shackles, completely sealing the space.
The air on the mountaintop stagnated, as if being squeezed by an invisible giant hand, suffocating.
The Demon Lord sneered, the black-sheathed long sword in his hand unsheathed with a clang, the sword emitting a cold, moon-like faint light.
The halo appeared, countless dense Sword Qi shooting out like stars.
Carrying sinister coldness, instantly enveloping the mountaintop, transforming into a world of crisscrossing Sword Qi.
This Sword Qi was not pure, but mixed with the strange fluctuations of Demonic Power, distorting the light, making people uneasy.
“Sword Realm!”
The Demon Lord shouted, black Sword Qi swept like a torrent, overwhelming, rushing towards Xie Fei.
Xie Fei’s gaze tightened, a trace of surprise flashing in his eyes, “So you also know the Nine Heavens Sword Art!”
He exclaimed in surprise, not expecting that the Demon Lord would actually master this supreme art.
No wonder he could recognize his sword moves at a glance.
However, he quickly noticed that although the Demon Lord’s swordsmanship was strong, it was incomplete, far less perfect than his own.
“When I take you down, the Dragon Clan’s Supreme Treasure and the complete Nine Heavens Sword Art will all be mine!”
The Demon Lord grinned, boundless Demonic Power surging out from his body, intertwining and merging with the Sword Qi.
The originally pure Sword Qi was tainted by the Demonic Power, turning into strands of dark purple sharpness.
It exuded a sinister and strange aura, its might increased several times, tearing through the air, emitting a piercing shriek.
Boom!
The torrent of black Sword Qi was like a mountain collapse and a sea tsunami, carrying the momentum to destroy everything, crushing towards Xie Fei.
The bones on the mountaintop were shredded by the Sword Qi, turning into powder.
The ground cracked, fissures spreading like cobwebs.
Yinshan’s natural Great Formation violently trembled under the impact of the Sword Qi, Ghost Qi scattering, as if the end of the world was coming.
Xie Fei’s expression remained unchanged, his long sword lightly swept, his movements smooth and flowing, as if sketching the invisible boundaries of heaven and earth.
An invisible Sword Intent spread from the tip of the sword, like an insurmountable chasm, standing in front of him.
All the incoming black Sword Qi, upon touching this boundary, was like water encountering rocks, automatically separating, whistling past Xie Fei’s side, failing to injure him in the slightest.
Gale swept, Xie Fei’s green robe fluttered, his hair and clothes flying, but his eyes remained calm.
He stood in the torrent of Sword Qi, like an unshakeable sword peak, composed and at ease.
“Good! Worthy of the complete Nine Heavens Sword Art!”
The Demon Lord was not angry but delighted, his greed even stronger, he laughed loudly: “Take another move from me!”
He gripped his sword with both hands, Demonic Power wrapping around the sword like a black dragon, the long sword suddenly raised high, the tip pointing to the sky.
“Sword as me, me as sword!
“My sword rises, ten thousand swords fall!”
This move was no longer the style of the Nine Heavens Sword Art, but a killing move created by the Demon Lord himself.
As the long sword moved, the sword body emitted a bright light like the moon, instantly illuminating the entire Yinshan.
This “moonlight” was not gentle, but carried endless sharpness, anything it touched was silently cut.
The rocks on the mountaintop were shaved off a layer, turning into powder; towering ancient trees were cut in half, the cut surface smooth as a mirror.
Even the surface of Yinshan was “thinned” by this moonlight, the mountain trembling, dust flying.
The entire Yinshan instantly “lost weight” a lot!
The moonlight converged, transforming into countless sharp sword glows, covering the sky and earth, enveloping Xie Fei.
As far as the eye could see, there was boundless white moonlight, unparalleled sharpness, as if it wanted to crush everything.
The air was cut, emitting a sharp whistling sound, space subtly twisted, carrying a terrifying killing intent.
Xie Fei’s eyes flashed brightly, and he shouted, “Sword Realm!”
He vibrated his long sword.
Boundless Sword Qi surged out from within him, transforming into a vast Sword Intent, instantly spreading out, condensing into a pure world of swords.
This Sword Realm was like an independent world, Sword Qi flowing like a galaxy, exuding Righteous Qi, confronting the Demon Lord’s moonlight sword glows.
Rumble!
The moonlight sword glows crashed into the Sword Realm, like a flood impacting a dam, exploding with deafening roars.
Sword Qi and moonlight intertwined and collided, transforming into countless scattered light spots, the ground was plowed into deep furrows, and Yinshan’s natural Great Formation emitted a low moan of unbearable pressure.
In the end, the Demon Lord’s moonlight sword glows were completely shredded by the Sword Realm, dissolving into nothingness, failing to shake Xie Fei in the slightest.
“You…”
The Demon Lord’s face changed drastically, a trace of astonishment flashing in his eyes: “This is not ordinary Nine Heavens Sword Art!
“You’ve actually improved this Profound Skill?!”
His voice was filled with unbelievable shock.
A Profound Skill, unless it’s the creator, it’s difficult to penetrate its Origin principles.
Forcibly modifying it not only leads to errors, but may also cause a significant reduction in might.
For top-level Methods like the Nine Heavens Sword Art, even the creator has almost no room for modification.
One change affects the whole body, a slight misstep is a situation of collapse.
But this human in front of him was clearly not the creator of the Nine Heavens Sword Art, yet he had made this supreme art even stronger!
This defied common sense, simply inconceivable!
Xie Fei did not answer, raising his long sword, Sword Intent surged, instantly destroying the Demon Lord’s remaining Sword Qi and moonlight.
Sword Light like a rainbow, pointed directly at the Demon Lord, carrying an unstoppable momentum.
His figure was like lightning, his green robe fluttering in the gale, like a Sword God descending to the world.
“Audacious!”
The Demon Lord roared angrily, but a trace of ecstatic joy flashed in his eyes: “If you take advantage of my distraction and escape, I might not be able to do anything to you.
“But you dare to come to your death!”
He was overjoyed.
No matter how this human had improved the Nine Heavens Sword Art, as long as he controlled his soul, all the secrets would belong to him!
Including the Dragon Pearl and the complete sword art!
The Demon Lord pinched hand seals, Demonic Power erupted again, turning into countless dark purple sword shadows, colliding head-on with Xie Fei’s Sword Light.