Chapter 1364
Sword Qi Suppresses the Galaxy
On the other hand, the Taixu Daoist sect was also not spared.
"Master Ye once devoted himself to protecting our Taixu Dao Sect. Now that the cultivation world is in imminent danger and the Immortal Palace is in trouble, how can we sit idly by?"
"Come with me to the Celestial Palace to support the Allied Forces and fight against the powerful enemy!"
The disciples of the Taixu Dao Sect responded enthusiastically, and despite suffering heavy losses, their expressions remained resolute.
Unexpectedly, they encountered a large army of demons before they had gone very far.
Thousands of demon cultivators were already waiting there, with the Blood Slaughter Demon Lord standing proudly above them, his expression arrogant.
"Hahaha! Golden Rain Daoist, it's been a long time! I didn't expect you to walk right into my trap!"
"Today, I will utterly annihilate your Taixu Dao Sect!"
The Demon Lord laughed loudly and waved his hand, leading his demon cultivators to charge towards the disciples of the Taixu Dao Sect.
Jin Yu Daoist's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly ordered his disciples to form a defensive formation and fight back with all their might.
The two sides quickly engaged in a fierce battle.
In an instant, demonic energy and spiritual energy collided violently, producing a piercing roar. Screams and the sounds of clashing weapons mingled together, echoing throughout the mountains and forests.
Jin Yu Dao Ren fought fiercely, his spiritual energy surging as he engaged in a fierce battle with the Demon Lord.
However, his injuries had not yet healed, and he was outnumbered, so he was quickly struck by the Demon Lord.
He spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered backward, and suffered several more wounds, becoming seriously injured.
"Sect Leader! We can't hold them off any longer, we must retreat!"
One of the remaining disciples cried out, his eyes filled with despair.
Looking at his fallen disciples, Jin Yu Dao Ren was filled with grief, but he also knew that if the stalemate continued, they would only be wiped out.
He gritted his teeth and gave the order.
"Retreat! Head to Flying Heaven Gate to find Dao Ancestor Ye!"
After saying this, Daoist Jinyu desperately created a spiritual energy barrier to cover the retreat of the remaining disciples, while he himself covered the rear, fighting desperately with the demon cultivators, and suffering several more fatal wounds.
"Don't even think about harming a single disciple of my Taixu Dao Sect!"
Jin Yu Daoist turned around abruptly, a resolute glint in his eyes. He knew that if he didn't fight to the death to stop them today, none of them would be able to reach the Flying Heaven Gate alive.
"The Azure Lotus Sword Realm rises!"
Before he finished speaking, a warm, green light suddenly shone from Jin Yu Dao Ren's palm. The green light was not his own spiritual energy, but rather the Dao power carrying Ye Yang's aura, pure and domineering, instantly sweeping across all directions.
Beneath the ground, countless turquoise lotus petals burst forth from the soil, layer upon layer, rapidly coalescing, and in the blink of an eye, they transformed into a turquoise sword realm spanning tens of feet in diameter.
Above the sword realm, crisscrossing patterns of azure lotus blossoms, each petal imbued with an incomparably sharp sword aura, accompanied by the faint sound of thunder. Yet today, this is the only chance of survival for these remaining disciples.
The first few dozen demon cultivators who rushed up had no time to react before crashing headfirst into the Azure Lotus Sword Realm.
"Sizzle! Sizzle!"
A series of ear-piercing tearing sounds rang out instantly. Under the pressure of the Azure Lotus Sword Realm, the demonic energy on those demon cultivators melted away as quickly as ice and snow meeting fire, and they didn't even have time to scream.
Upon seeing this, the demon cultivators who followed immediately stopped in their tracks, their bloodlust and arrogance instantly replaced by terror, and they retreated hastily.
Some people, refusing to believe in evil, unleashed a thick stream of demonic energy, bombarding the Azure Lotus Sword Realm.
But the moment the demonic energy touched the edge of the sword realm, it was instantly shattered by the sword force on the lotus petals.
The force of the recoil caused the demon cultivator to cough up black blood and fly backward, his aura instantly weakening.
Blood Demon Lord stood proudly in mid-air, his arrogant smile frozen on his face, his pupils shrinking.
He could clearly sense that the Dao power contained within the Sword Realm, seemingly gentle and mild, was in fact incomparably domineering.
That power far exceeded his imagination.
It could not possibly belong to Daoist Jinyu; it must have been left behind by Ye Yang, who was rumored to be in seclusion.
"What...what kind of secret technique is this?!"
A demon general spoke in a trembling voice, his eyes filled with fear.
The casualties in that brief moment were far greater than the losses they had suffered in the long battles that followed.
The Azure Lotus Sword Realm was like a deadly trap; anyone who stepped into it would meet a gruesome end.
Blood Demon Lord's face was so gloomy it could drip water. He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his palms, but he felt no pain at all.
He watched the remaining disciples of the Taixu Dao Sect gradually disappear behind the Sword Realm, a trace of unwillingness flashing in his eyes, but in the end he still gritted his teeth and gave the order.
"Retreat! Do not pursue!"
The demon cultivators felt as if they had been granted a pardon. They dared not hesitate for a moment, and turned around and retreated in a sorry state, not even daring to pick up the corpses of their companions on the ground.
They were far too wary of that Azure Lotus Sword Realm, and of Ye Yang, who had never shown himself, behind it.
Such terrifying power exists from a single remaining secret technique.
If Ye Yang were to take action personally, they probably wouldn't even have the right to resist.
Within the Azure Lotus Sword Realm, the azure light gradually receded, and the lotus petals slowly dissipated, leaving only large patches of bloodstains and the remains of demons on the ground.
Jin Yu Dao Ren could no longer hold on. His legs gave way, and he collapsed to his knees, spitting out a mouthful of blood. His breath was extremely weak.
But as he gazed in the direction of the Flying Gate, a relieved smile appeared on his face.
Flying Gate.
After receiving their orders, the two elders of the Immortal Palace immediately sped off towards the Flying Heaven Gate.
Upon arriving at the foot of Feitianmen Mountain, the two were stopped by the gatekeepers. After explaining their purpose, they were brought before Yan Qingying and Gu Xuan.
"Elder Yan, Sect Leader Gu, the cultivation world is in imminent danger. We earnestly request Dao Ancestor Ye to emerge from seclusion and assist us in resisting the attacks of the interstellar visitors and the demon race, and to save the cultivation world!"
Yan Qingying and Gu Xuan exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with difficulty.
Gu Xuan frowned and said in a deep voice.
"Fellow Daoists, I am truly sorry, but Dao Ancestor Ye is currently in seclusion, attempting to break through a crucial realm. To disturb him rashly might cause him to suffer a qi deviation."
"At that time, not only will Daozu Ye be in danger, but the entire cultivation world will truly be hopeless!"
"But Sect Leader Gu, the Immortal Palace is about to be breached, and the casualties across the cultivation world are heavy. If no one comes to our aid, we will all die without a burial place!"
Although Gu Xuan was anxious, he still shook his head firmly.
"This is absolutely impossible! Daozu Ye's seclusion concerns the future of the entire cultivation world, and I cannot allow anyone to disturb him!"
"Please return to the Immortal Palace and inform the two fellow Daoists that the Flying Heaven Sect is also struggling to survive and cannot provide assistance at the moment. Please hold on for a few more days, and we will definitely lend a helping hand once Dao Ancestor Ye emerges from seclusion!"
After saying this, Gu Xuan ordered the gatekeepers to send the two Immortal Palace disciples away.
The quiet room in the back mountain had its stone door tightly shut.
Outside, the mountain wind howled, and the mighty gale circled around the small stone chamber again and again, but it couldn't take away a single sound from inside.
Ye Yang sat cross-legged on the futon.
The lightning and blue lotus glow surrounding him were vastly different from when he had gone into seclusion.
The surrounding lightning grew deeper and deeper, no longer the flamboyant and outward-looking sharpness of when he first entered the Dao Realm, but like the undercurrent at the bottom of the abyss, containing itself without being released, suppressing it without dissipating.
The blue lotus and rosy clouds swirled around it.
The interaction between them, which is both mutually reinforcing and restraining, and through mutual tempering, gradually revealed a strange and harmonious dynamic.
He could perceive everything in the outside world.
At this moment, the dull rumble of starlight bombarding the Flying Gate's restrictions outside traveled through the earth's veins into the meditation room.
It felt as if someone was hammering his heart repeatedly.
He sensed that Yan Qingying and Gu Xuan's auras were rapidly depleting. There was fear, anger, and a stubborn determination to hold on to the bitter end mixed in with it.
Upon seeing this, Ye Yang's brows twitched.
"It seems something has happened outside that I'm unaware of."
Ye Yang sighed softly.
He held the Nine Tribulations Origin Thunder Crystal in his palm. It was a crystal about the size of a thumb, with a deep purple-black color, but it felt warm to the touch.
It felt as if something was alive inside, trying to jump out bit by bit.
Ye Yang immersed his divine sense into it, drawing out the lightning tribulation power sealed within the lightning crystal, thread by thread, and letting it seep into his primordial spirit along his meridians.
The feeling was like having a red-hot wire pierced into your bone marrow.
The primordial spirit trembled under this tempering, and the lightning patterns deepened, turning from light gold to deep purple. Each one seemed to tear the primordial spirit apart and reshape it.
Ye Yang clenched his teeth, but didn't even twitch his eyebrows.
He had long been accustomed to this pain; one could even say that he used this pain to confirm that he was still alive and moving forward.
The medicinal effects of the Star Marrow Jade Mushroom were simultaneously refined at this moment, like a clear spring flowing into the cracked body, pulling the primordial spirit back from the brink of collapse, nourishing the foundation of the Dao, and stabilizing the root.
The two forces are in a state of tension and relaxation.
In this extreme tension, Ye Yang gradually grasped the true meaning of that sentence in the "Immortal Fixation Method".
"Thunder is not an external thing; thunder is my body; my body is the thunder tribulation; the tribulation is the transformation of the Dao."
He recited it to himself once, and then again.
Another muffled sound came from outside, and the aftershocks of the tremor of the restriction traveled through the earth's veins, causing the futon on which he was sitting to tremble slightly.
"Faster."
He whispered to himself, his tone calm yet revealing an undeniable will.
……
Above the mountain gate outside the Flying Heaven Gate.
Yan Qingying knelt on one knee beside the restriction node, her palms flat on the ground.
His primordial spirit power poured out, barely supporting the core hub of the Zhou Tian Zhen Yue Xing Dou Grand Array.
A trickle of blood seeped from the corner of her mouth, and as the mountain wind blew, it stretched diagonally across her chin.
"How much longer can we hold out?"
Gu Xuan walked to her side, his voice very low.
"We can hold on."
Yan Qingying didn't even raise her head, but pressed her palm even deeper into the ground.
"As long as my senior brother hasn't emerged from seclusion, I can't fall."
Gu Xuan didn't speak again, turning to look towards the back mountain, his eyes filled with something indescribable.
"Alright! With the two of us working together, I refuse to believe we can't stop them."
Just then, a soft sound came from the direction of the back mountain.
It wasn't the sound of the barrier breaking, but a more subtle sound, like a string suddenly snapping.
Gu Xuan suddenly turned his head.
Two dark figures tore through the void, landing precisely in front of the stone door of the quiet room.
They arrived silently, their auras compressed to an extremely deep level. If Gu Xuan hadn't still possessed his cultivation, he probably wouldn't have been able to detect when these two appeared.
The two were dressed in black robes with star patterns and covered with star-patterned iron face armor. Their cultivation was like solidified black water, floating motionless on the surface of their skin.
It was a power from the depths of the starry sky.
It was out of place with the spiritual energy of this world, carrying an oppressive sense of alienation.
"Xing Yanzi is truly cunning."
Gu Xuan's eyes turned cold, and he immediately summoned the magical artifact in his hand.
The two monks ignored him.
Their goal from beginning to end has always been a quiet room.
One of them paused slightly, then suddenly raised his right arm, gathering a ball of jet-black star power in his palm. As the star power surged, it formed a beam of light as thick as a bucket.
This strike was enough to pierce through a thousand-foot mountain range, let alone this seemingly ordinary stone chamber and stone door.
"boom!"
A jet-black beam of starlight, accompanied by a whooshing sound, slammed into the stone gate. The earth trembled, the surrounding gale was violently whipped up, and gravel tumbled down the mountain path.
The anticipated scene of the stone gate shattering and the stone chamber collapsing did not occur. The starlight beam, powerful enough to split mountains and shatter rocks, struck the stone gate, but it was like a mud ox entering the sea, not even causing a ripple.
The stone gate remained completely still, without even the slightest wear on the surface stone patterns.
It wasn't the Flying Heaven Gate's restrictions that blocked this attack.
Just as the pillar of starlight struck, Gu Xuan clearly sensed that the restrictions around the stone gate remained completely unaffected.
What truly blocked this terrifying attack was another, more restrained yet more domineering force, like an invisible barrier that kept all stellar power completely shut out, unable to penetrate even a fraction of it.
Inside the quiet room, Ye Yang remained seated cross-legged on the futon, his eyes tightly closed, his eyelids not even twitching.
It was as if the earth-shattering noises and terrifying pressure from the outside world had nothing to do with him.
next moment.
He lightly brushed his right thumb and forefinger together.
His movements were as casual as casually stirring tea leaves, without any deliberate effort, yet they carried a sense of composure as if he controlled the world.
In that instant, a streak of azure light suddenly burst forth from the storage ring on his fingertip—it was the Dragon Abyss Sword!
The moment the sword was drawn, a brilliant blue light shone, illuminating the entire quiet room as if it were daytime. Three solid, lifelike blue lotus sword shadows rapidly condensed from the sword tip.
Each sword was three feet long, with faint lightning patterns flowing across its surface.
Accompanied by a faint yet soul-stirring thunderous sound, it pierced through the thick stone wall and rushed straight towards the two cultivators outside the door without any hindrance.
Fast! Extremely fast!
The speed at which the sword shadow pierced the air had long surpassed the limits of what the naked eye could see, tearing even the air apart and leaving behind three fleeting cyan trails.
Although those two were seasoned veterans with exceptional cultivation, their reactions far surpassed those of ordinary cultivators.
But faced with these three sword shadows, he didn't even have time to think about changing his form.
The first sword shadow grazed the shoulder armor of the man on the left, and with a "sizzle," the starry sky heavy armor was easily torn apart as if it were thin paper.
The star-patterned robe was instantly scorched by the lightning tribulation power contained in the sword shadow, leaving a large, charred hole. A piercing pain spread from the shoulder armor throughout the body.
The fierce general staggered, a dull, sharp pain shooting through his chest.
……
He should be far superior to ordinary monks.
But faced with these three sword shadows, he didn't even have time to think about changing his form.
The first sword shadow grazed the shoulder armor of the man on the left, and with a "sizzle," the starry sky heavy armor was easily torn apart as if it were thin paper.
The star-patterned robe was instantly scorched with a large, blackened hole by the lightning tribulation power contained within the sword shadow, and a piercing stench emanated from it. (End of Chapter)