One Sword Opens the Island

Chapter 154 One Sword Opens the Island

"Nephew Chi Huo, you play with my good disciple for a while. I'll go and send the others away, and then I'll come back and talk to him about our master-disciple relationship."

When the Yin Ancestor spoke, he made no attempt to hide his voice, which resounded throughout the entire area.

When he appeared, he had already secretly communicated with the other party.

Under the Covenant of the Reverse Stars.

No member may attack or harm another for personal gain.

Crimson Fire Elder stood amidst the churning blood clouds, his face grim and unpleasant.

They hadn't expected this extremely yin old demon to be so unscrupulous, directly exposing their secret collusion.

In this way, if any survivors escape today, Chi Huo's crime of colluding with Ji Yin Island and betraying the Star Palace will be completely confirmed!

However, circumstances forced him to comply; the other party was clearly pressuring him to take a stand, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and take action.

They flew down from the sky and blocked the way for Sect Leader Sun.

This situation is like pouring cold water into boiling oil, further fueling panic.

The other cultivators were all horrified.

As Sect Leader Sun looked at the menacing Crimson Flame before him, his last shred of hope was shattered.

"Hurry up!"

Fan Jingmei, Zhuo Ruting, and Zi Ling reacted the fastest, shouting out almost simultaneously.

Without hesitation, they each offered up an ancient stone tablet, and the three tablets resonated instantly, bursting forth with dazzling colorful light.

It is the "Wooden Dragon Stele," the most prized possession of the Miaoyin Sect.

The rosy light instantly enveloped the three women, and the power of space fluctuated violently. This treasure could teleport people a hundred miles away in an instant.

Then it can further enhance the caster, making their escape speed almost comparable to that of a late-stage Core Formation cultivator.

Han Li was filled with remorse, regretting that he hadn't been careful enough and had inexplicably gotten involved in this mess. Not only had he been drawn into the internal strife of the Miaoyin Sect, but he had also implicated a Nascent Soul level old demon like Ji Yin.

Qu Hun is already on her way here.

Han Li transformed into a streak of azure light and sped off toward the distant sea.

My heart is filled with bitterness.

I thought that after reaching the Core Formation stage, I could finally escape the fate of being chased and fleeing, but I never expected that today—

Ugh.

Greed blinds one's judgment.

The first targets of Ji Yin's gaze were the three women of Miaoyin Sect, especially Zi Ling.

A public bounty has been offered, and the Wonderful Sound Sect will gladly offer up anyone who can destroy the Extreme Yin Island.

What a boastful tone!

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the Yin Ancestor.

Today, I, an old man, will see just how beautiful this number one beauty of the Chaotic Star Sea truly is!

"Hmph, trying to leave?"

Ji Yin let out a piercing, eerie laugh, like the hooting of a night owl.

From the moment everyone realized something was wrong and scattered to flee, to the Crimson Fire Monster's last-minute defection, and then to the Extreme Yin's preparation to make a ruthless attack, time actually passed in the blink of an eye.

Just then.

A figure appeared out of nowhere above Scorpion Island without warning.

Unlike the eerie and gloomy aura emanating from Ji Yin.

Just standing there, one feels a sense of the vastness of the universe, as if a great mountain were pressing down on the entire Scorpion Island.

The countless chaotic, violent energies stirred up by the escape, fear, and fierce fighting were instantly suppressed and calmed by this overwhelming power, leaving no ripples.

This is simply unparalleled.

As that wisp of breeze escaped from Lu Jianghe's fingertips, it instantly transformed into a majestic sword aura that spanned the heavens and the earth.

As soon as it took shape, it swirled lightly around him, during which the sword light expanded and surged, transforming into a huge, snow-white ribbon stretching across the sky.

Its size is comparable to one-third of the entire Scorpion Island.

Those cultivators who were originally fleeing for their lives stopped in their tracks, dumbfounded at the sight.

Like an ant at your feet looking up at the sky.

There was no longer any illusion or cover-up.

Han Li immediately sensed the familiar aura.

When I recognized Lu Jianghe, my tense nerves relaxed instantly, and my eyes even felt a little sore.

It's a sense of security, like having an elder in the family quietly accompanying and protecting you.

Zi Ling was activating the wooden dragon tablet with all her might, her body surrounded by shimmering light, and she was about to complete the teleportation.

The moment Lu Jianghe's figure and the towering sword energy came into view, she was momentarily dazed, and the hand seals involuntarily froze.

The teleportation array of the Wooden Dragon Stele was forcibly interrupted, and the backlash erupted instantly.

Although Zi Ling, the main body of the formation, avoided most of the impact, her blood and qi still surged and were forcibly suppressed.

However, Fan Jingmei and Zhuo Ruting, who were closely connected and worked together to drive each other, were not so lucky.

The two men were struck as if by a heavy blow, letting out a muffled groan, their faces turning deathly pale. They couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and their breaths immediately weakened.

The sword energy, like a white veil stretching for a thousand meters, slowly "drooped" towards the extreme yin.

What appears slow is merely an illusion for onlookers.

Only those who are at the core of the sword energy's target, in the extreme Yin, can truly feel the terrifying pressure of the wind rushing towards the earth.

Ji Yin was almost frozen in place.

The opponent's aura was so powerful that it seemed even stronger than Jin Kui's!

Refusing to sit idly by and await his death, he let out a shrill, inhuman howl, and withered hands exerted their full power, causing the emerald green ghost flames around his body to surge wildly.

"Freeze!"

In an instant, the seven or eight emerald green ghost flames in his hand merged and transformed into a giant skull the size of a house, which shot fiercely into the sky.

At the same time, the two Heavenly Capital Refined Puppets at the mid-stage of Core Formation beside him also rushed towards the descending sword energy with resolute determination.

However, this all-out resistance, the moment it touched that pure white sword energy, was like a mayfly gazing at the blue sky, or a firefly facing the bright moon.

Upon first contact.

The Heavenly Capital Corpse Fire was instantly crushed, turning into countless sparks of emerald green.

The two Core Formation corpses were like snowflakes thrown into a furnace, leaving not a trace.

The sword energy crashed down, leaving no way to avoid it.

Incredulity filled Ji Yin's face, and a terrifying thought exploded like a thunderclap.

A late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator?!

The thought had barely formed when the sword energy arrived.

As expected, the possessed body, along with the fragmented soul within it, vanished into the world before its "death." On its distorted face, a strange hint of relief appeared.

Fortunately, it was only a fragment of a soul that possessed him.

It's a pity about his grand-disciple.

The aftershocks of the sword energy, like the tide, swept lightly over Chi Huo and Sect Master Sun.

The old monster Crimson Fire was terrified. He let out a strange cry, and blood clouds surged wildly around him. He pushed his trump card demonic power to its limit, trying to transform into a blood rainbow and escape.

However, the lingering sword energy that seemed to sweep in so lightly actually contained the ultimate truth of heaven and earth, locking down the space.

No matter how exquisite his Blood Escape Technique was, his body was like being trapped in an invisible quagmire, struggling in vain, until he was reduced to ashes.

Sect Leader Sun was utterly horrified. He had thought they were his saviors, but instead they were his doom.

He wanted to recall his four demonic core clones to defend himself, but the moment the thought crossed his mind, the sword energy arrived.

The four demonic core clones, along with Sect Master Sun, were instantly cut in two by the sweeping aftershocks of the sword energy.

Blood mist filled the air as mangled bodies fell to the ground.

Two late-stage Core Formation cultivators and one Nascent Soul cultivator.

And so it disappeared.

Those who had the same experience included Zhao Zheng and the disciples of Jiyin Island.

They came and went like fleeting shadows, seemingly only giving onlookers a brief glimpse, nothing more.

The sword energy, still powerful, landed on Scorpion Island without any hindrance.

There was no earth-shattering sound, only the crackling sound of celadon shattering.

In an instant, wherever the sword energy passed, everything tangible was cleaved in two.

A massive chasm, hundreds of feet deep and tens of feet wide, split open instantly from the center of the island, cutting straight into the seabed.

The seawater was pushed aside by the sword energy, revealing the deep seabed, and then it rushed back in frantically, with smoke and dust mixed with water vapor rising into the sky.

Most of the cultivators who had originally scattered and fled to help were now frozen in place, as if they had been frozen in place, and even seemed to have forgotten to breathe.

The world was deathly silent.

Nascent Soul stage cultivation.

And again on the fiftieth floor of Tianxing City.

Plus, there was a sense of déjà vu.

All the previous questions were then answered.

Zi Ling let out a soft laugh, which grew louder and more unrestrained, gradually becoming hoarse, and finally revealing a hint of hoarse grievance, as if the doubts and knots she had suppressed for many years had suddenly been resolved at this moment.

Fan Jingmei and Zhuo Ruting, who were standing next to each other, exchanged a startled glance, both seeing panic in each other's eyes.

They rushed forward to help their sect leader.

But as Zi Ling's emotions fluctuated violently, the concealing spell quickly faded away like melting snow, revealing her stunningly beautiful true face beneath.

Her beautiful face wrinkled, she laughed through her tears, and then cried uncontrollably.

So, he had been here all along.

It turns out that the person who spoke to me on the cliff edge, bringing me a strange thrill and a sense of familiarity, was the one I had never been able to meet.

Why?

Zi Ling's heart was in turmoil, filled with grievance and resentment.

A mix of emotions clashed and intertwined.

Immediately afterwards, he channeled his spiritual power and flew towards Lu Jianghe, who was standing still in the air, without regard for anything else.

"Sect Master!"

"Miss, you mustn't!"

Fan Jingmei and Zhuo Ruting were shocked and instinctively reached out to stop them, but only managed to grab a fleeting glimpse of clothing.

Although they didn't know exactly what had happened, it seemed that the young lady knew the other person.

Zi Ling floated down in front of Lu Jianghe, biting her lower lip tightly, feeling wronged but still persistent, and asked the same question again.

Why do I always feel a sense of familiarity when I see you?

Looking at her tearful, pitiful appearance, Lu Jianghe sighed softly and finally gave his answer.

"Because I saw you when I was a child."

Zi Ling suppressed the surging emotions in her heart, and upon hearing these words, a genuine sense of relief finally appeared on her face.

The injuries that had been forcibly suppressed could no longer be contained, and a trickle of blood slowly oozed from the corner of her mouth.

Lu Jianghe frowned slightly as he looked at her, and subconsciously reached out to wipe it away.

Zi Ling didn't care at all, she didn't even wipe it, she just looked up at him and asked again softly.

"Lu Jianghe, do you know my real name?"

Lu Jianghe's eyes flickered slightly, and he nodded gently. "Of course I know. Your current name was given to you by me back then."

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Upon hearing this, Zi Ling suddenly stepped forward, instantly closing the distance between them to within a few feet.

She looked up at him, her voice trembling slightly.

Why?

Her face was still wet with tears, and the glaring crimson at the corner of her mouth looked particularly poignant against her skin.

Why haven't I seen you even though I've been there so many times before?

Since you already knew my identity decades ago, why didn't you just point it out back then?