Time passed by second by second, and the Sword Cultivator at Spirit Transformation Stage's breathing gradually became stable, his complexion slowly regained some color, and he slowly opened his eyes, seeing Li Mu guarding by his side.
"Elder Li?" he called out weakly, a hint of surprise and gratitude flashing in his eyes.
"It's alright, you report to the Sect! I'm going to support Wind Sword Master!"
Li Mu looked at the Sword Cultivator at Spirit Transformation Stage, signaling him to rest assured.
Before he finished speaking, Li Mu's figure flickered, disappearing from the spot like a ghost, leaving only a ripple echoing, indicating his extraordinary strength and his urgent mood at the moment.
Watching Li Mu's disappearing trace, the Sword Cultivator at Spirit Transformation Stage's eyes widened, somewhat incredulous, and he secretly marveled at Elder Li's unfathomable depth, disappearing within his Divine Sense range in the blink of an eye.
His own 遁術 was not weak within the Sect, but compared to this Elder Li, it was like the light of a firefly compared to the brilliance of a bright moon, incomparable. His instantaneous movement was not only astonishingly fast but also a manifestation of his mastery of the Dao of heaven and earth, existing within the Seal Grand Formation, ignoring all Restrictions, and the formations were all at his disposal, doing as he pleased, unrestrained.
At this moment, Li Mu appeared in the core area of the Seal Grand Formation, releasing his stealth, his Divine Sense locked onto a leader among the black-clothed Cultivators. This person was clad in a black robe, wore a ghost mask, exuded the Aura of a Combined Body Realm Peak, and his eyes flickered with a eerie green light. He was the one orchestrating the destruction of the Seal Grand Formation. His hands constantly changed complex hand seals, driving the demonic formation to release a large amount of Devilish Qi, stirring up the Yin Qi, and thus destroying the Seal Grand Formation.
Wind Sword Master had already discovered this group of demonic Cultivators. His figure was like a breeze in the forest, light and elusive. Even those highly vigilant demonic Cultivators failed to detect his presence.
As the distance continued to shorten, Wind Sword Master finally found the best timing to strike. All of his Sword Intent condensed to the extreme at this moment, transforming into a wisp of clear wind, rushing straight towards the black-robed Dominator—Ming Shuang.
The black-robed Dominator was fully focused on destroying the Seal Grand Formation, completely unaware of the impending danger, until Wind Sword Master's sword tip was already within reach. Only then did he suddenly react, but it was too late.
Wind Sword Master's swordsmanship was exquisite and unparalleled. A cold glint appeared out of thin air, perfectly avoiding the perception of all the demonic Cultivators, and the sword tip went straight for the leader's vital point.
"Break!" With a low shout, Wind Sword Master's sword light streaked across the sky like lightning, instantly piercing through the black-robed Dominator's chest, directly stabbing his heart.
"Hehe! You've come at just the right time!"
The black-robed Dominator, Ming Shuang, let out a strange sneer the moment the sword light pierced him, and his figure suddenly blurred, dissipating on the spot like an illusion.
"When!"
Wind Sword Master was startled, immediately realizing he had fallen into the opponent's Law Domain. He looked around, only to see Yin Qi rolling, his vision obstructed, making it difficult to capture the true body of the black-robed Dominator, Ming Shuang. The Yin Qi and the strange Devilish Qi intertwined, forming invisible walls, trapping him in this space.
Wind Sword Master waved the Qinghong Dao Sword in his hand, and the boundless Sword Domain unfolded. His Combined Body Realm cultivation was fully activated, and as the Sword Domain expanded, surging Sword Intent flowed like a rushing river, contending against the surrounding Yin Qi and Devilish Qi, attempting to tear apart this space that bound him.
The Qinghong Dao Sword released streaks of sword light, accompanied by sharp sword winds, cutting through the surrounding Devilish Qi and Yin Qi, emitting bursts of roars.
With a thought, Wind Sword Master's figure suddenly became ethereal, as if merging with the Sword Intent within the Sword Domain. His own Sword Intent merged with the natural Dao between heaven and earth, transforming into wind, transforming into light, omnipresent and ubiquitous. Sword light scattered, and killing intent filled the sky.
Just as Wind Sword Master was resisting with his supreme Sword Domain and seeking a Breakthrough, the voice of the black-robed Dominator, Ming Shuang, suddenly resounded from all directions, saying chillingly, "Xuantian Sword Sect's Feng Wuhen, as expected, lives up to his reputation, but today, you are destined to become a stepping stone for the revival of my Nether Ghost Clan."
Before his voice fell, the originally chaotic and surging Yin Qi and Devilish Qi began to arrange themselves in an orderly fashion, as if drawn by an invisible force, gradually converging into a massive formation made of Nether Qi—the Nether Ghost Domain.
Under the enhancement of endless Yin Qi, the scene within the Nether Ghost Domain appeared even more sinister and terrifying. Space twisted, all light was swallowed, leaving only a Chaos intertwined with eerie green and pitch black.
Within the Nether Ghost Domain, bursts of black ghostly wind violently collided with the green wind transformed by Wind Sword Master, intertwining and battling.
The figure of the black-robed Dominator, Ming Shuang, condensed in the center of the Ghost Domain. He reached out and removed his ghost mask, revealing a pale and demonic face. His eyes glowed with an eerie green light, revealing his true identity as a Nether Ghost Clan member. The eighteen black-clothed Cultivators beside him also revealed their true forms, all with ferocious faces and ghostly figures, each exuding the cultivation of a Void Refining Peak. They each occupied a corner of the formation, jointly maintaining the Ghost Domain Law Domain, attempting to annihilate him.
Feng Wuhen, being in the midst of it, felt unprecedented pressure.
"You, Nether Ghost Clan, how did you enter this Realm?" Feng Wuhen's voice, filled with shock and anger, echoed within the Ghost Domain Law Domain, carrying an unbelievable astonishment.
The Nether Ghost Clan was an ancient race from the depths of the Demon Abyss, long isolated from this Realm by a powerful Seal Grand Formation, to prevent them from causing Chaos in this Realm.
However, the scene today clearly meant that the power of the Seal Grand Formation had greatly weakened, or even that unknown passages and fissures had appeared, allowing these evil races, who should have been imprisoned forever, to infiltrate this Realm.
The damage to the Two Realms Seal Grand Formation was by no means as simple as it seemed. There must be other forces secretly manipulating it from behind, attempting to overturn the balance of the Two Realms and pave the way for the Demon Abyss forces to invade this Realm.
Feng Wuhen's gaze was like a torch, sweeping over the ferocious ghostly faces around him, his heart filled with murderous intent.
"Hmph, Feng Wuhen, you don't need to know too much. Today is your death day, and also the beginning of the Xuantian Sword Sect's demise!" The black-robed Dominator, Ming Shuang, sneered, forming hand seals. The Nether Qi within the Ghost Domain Law Domain evolved into killing intent, engulfing Feng Wuhen.
"Wind Sweeps Residual Clouds, Sword Breaks the Sky!" Feng Wuhen murmured, and his sword stance changed abruptly. The Qinghong Dao Sword drew a perfect arc in the air. Wherever the sword tip passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, forming a vacuum zone that swallowed all the Nether Qi.
The black-robed Dominator, Ming Shuang, curled his lips into a cold smile, quickly forming hand seals. The Nether Qi within the Ghost Domain Law Domain seemed to respond to his summons, gathering into a giant Nether Ghost Hand, meeting Feng Wuhen's sword light.
"Boom!" With a loud bang, the sword light and the Nether Ghost Hand collided fiercely in the air, erupting into dazzling light, as if two stars had collided. The entire underground space trembled.
The Qinghong Dao Sword in Feng Wuhen's hand was incomparably powerful, but the Nether Ghost Hand unleashed by the black-robed Dominator, Ming Shuang, was also no ordinary feat. Both were equally matched, making it difficult to determine a victor in a short time.
"Nether Ghost Shadow, Ten Thousand Souls Devour Heart!" The black-robed Dominator, Ming Shuang, roared, his entire body's Nether Qi boiling. Ten thousand ghost shadows appeared in the Ghost Domain, rushing towards Feng Wuhen. Each of these ghost shadows contained powerful Nether power, enough to instantly send any Void Refining Cultivator's Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.
The Ghost Domain demonic formation, led by the black-robed Dominator, Ming Shuang, carried the dense Yin Qi emanating from the extreme Yin land, its power increasing several times, making the entire Ghost Domain Law Domain seem to have transformed into the territory of the Nether Ghost Clan. Every Yin wind and every ghost shadow contained deadly killing intent.
"Sword Intent Manifestation, Wind Dragon Roars to the Heavens!" Feng Wuhen roared.
Immediately, Feng Wuhen continuously swung the Qinghong Dao Sword in his hand. Streaks of azure sword light suddenly condensed, forming azure Wind Dragons made of pure Sword Intent, roaring as they charged towards the sky full of ghost shadows.
At this moment, Feng Wuhen had completely transformed into a sword, merging with the Qinghong Dao Sword, and rushed straight into the myriad ghost shadows. Wherever the sword light passed, ghost shadows dissipated one after another, but more ghost shadows surged like a tide, seemingly endless.
Feng Wuhen, relying on his extraordinary swordsmanship and tenacious will, weaved through the ghost shadows. Every time his sword light swung out, it was accompanied by the wails and demise of the Nether Ghost Clan. The battle entered a fierce stage, and the entire Ghost Domain Law Domain was filled with Yin and murderous Qi.
The black-robed Dominator, Ming Shuang, showed a stern expression. His pair of emerald vertical pupils revealed murderous intent, and a cruel smile hung on the corner of his mouth, as if he saw his prey falling into a trap.
"No matter how good your swordsmanship is, in this Ghost Domain dominated by me, any killing intent will only make you sink deeper and deeper. Struggling is just futile." The black-robed Dominator, Ming Shuang, sneered inwardly, continuing to control the Ghost Domain of Slaughter, attempting to make Feng Wuhen fall into it.
As the black-robed Dominator, Ming Shuang, cast his spell, the Nether Qi within the Nether Ghost Domain became denser, and space solidified into tangible darkness, almost suffocating Feng Wuhen.
At this moment, Feng Wuhen's eyes were bloodshot, a flame where Sword Intent and Battle Intent intertwined to the extreme. Anger filled his heart, and uncontrollable killing intent, along with the sword light of the Qinghong Dao Sword, poured out madly in all directions.
However, at this moment of life and death, an unprecedented power suddenly surged within Feng Wuhen's body. It was the accumulated foundation from countless life-and-death situations during his many years of cultivation. At this moment, it seemed to be completely awakened. His Sword Intent was no longer limited to external form and posture but had penetrated deep into his Soul, resonating with the vast righteous Qi between heaven and earth.
"Sword Heart Reaches the Divine, All Laws Invulnerable!" Feng Wuhen roared, and his Sword Intent instantly sublimated, forming an invisible shield that isolated the surrounding Yin Qi and Nether power. The Qinghong Dao Sword in his hand seemed to have gained new life, its sword light even more brilliant, accompanied by thunderous roars, pulverizing the rushing ghost shadows one by one.
Seeing this, the black-robed Dominator, Ming Shuang's expression changed drastically. He didn't expect Feng Wuhen to be able to Breakthrough in such a desperate situation, displaying such an astonishing Sword Dao Realm.
"You wish to Breakthrough to the Dao Lord Realm with this? Delusional!"
The black-robed Dominator, Ming Shuang's eyes widened, and he quickly formed hand seals. This time, his movements were even more complex. Nether Qi spun wildly around him, forming a giant black vortex. The center of the vortex seemed to connect to another world, and a portal quietly opened.
"Gate of Nether, Open!" With a low roar from the black-robed leader, the black vortex suddenly exploded, and an even more terrifying power surged out from it. It was pure evil from the depths of the Nether Abyss, enough to make any living being feel despair.
This power quickly merged with the Nether Qi within the Ghost Domain Law Domain, forming a giant Nether Beast. It had a ferocious face, was covered in thick black scales, and its eyes were like burning Nether flames, exuding a destructive Aura.
"Nether World Destruction, swallow him for me!" The black-robed leader pointed at Feng Wuhen. The Nether Beast let out a deafening roar, opened its giant mouth, and lunged towards Feng Wuhen. Its speed was so fast that it almost transcended the limits of space.
Facing this sudden terrifying giant beast, Feng Wuhen did not retreat. Instead, a more fervent Battle Intent burned in his eyes.
"Extreme Wind Sword Dao, Dragon Roars to the Nine Heavens!" Feng Wuhen murmured, and the Qinghong Dao Sword in his hand seemed to come alive. The sword body hummed, and immediately, the sound of a Dragon's roar echoed throughout the entire Ghost Domain.
At this moment, Feng Wuhen and the Qinghong Dao Sword became one. The majestic Sword Intent condensed into substance, transforming into an azure Dragon. The Dragon's body was surrounded by the sound of wind and thunder, its Aura like a rainbow, as it fiercely charged towards the Nether Beast.
The two earth-shattering forces violently collided in the confined space. The clash between the azure Dragon and the Nether Beast caused the heavens and earth to change color. Space seemed unable to withstand such power, and subtle cracks began to appear.
The azure Dragon and the Nether Beast clashed tens of thousands of times in an instant. Deafening roars, spatial tremors, and energy overflowed. The Dragon's wind and thunder power intertwined with the Beast's Nether flames, forming a scene of doomsday.
Feng Wuhen's Sword Intent transforming into a Dragon not only contained his lifelong understanding of the Sword Dao but also integrated the natural power between heaven and earth, making this azure Dragon incredibly powerful. Each strike made the Nether Beast let out wails, yet the Nether Beast, as a terrifying existence from the Nether Abyss, had an exceptionally tough body. Even the Dragon's sharp claws and fangs found it difficult to easily pierce through its thick scales.
The battle entered a stalemate. The contest between Feng Wuhen and the black-robed Dominator, Ming Shuang, was no longer just a competition of individual strength but also a clash of their wills and beliefs.
"Sword Heart Illuminates Will, Sword Dao to the Extreme!" Feng Wuhen roared, and the Qinghong Dao Sword's light greatly intensified. The azure Dragon formed by Sword Intent seemed to have received some mysterious power at this moment. Its body grew larger, and its Aura became more majestic. It roared, charging towards the Nether Beast again. This time, its sharp claws easily tore open the Beast's scales, striking directly at its vital heart.
The Nether Beast let out a desperate roar, and its massive body began to collapse and disintegrate, transforming into countless Nether Qi that dissipated into the air.
"How could this be! You... you actually..."
Ming Shuang's voice trembled, his eyes filled with disbelief. At this moment, his whole body trembled violently, as if struck by lightning, and his face was ashen. He never expected Feng Wuhen to be able to Breakthrough himself at this moment, successfully stepping into the Dao Lord Realm.
Feng Wuhen didn't give him a chance to breathe. With a flash of his figure, he was already in front of Ming Shuang, the Qinghong Dao Sword pointing directly at his throat. "Tell me, how did you enter this Realm!"
Ming Shuang let out a miserable laugh, glaring back at Feng Wuhen, and laughed wildly, "You will never know... because the Xuantian Sword Sect is not far from its true doomsday, hahaha..."
Feng Wuhen was about to use some means to interrogate the other party, when at this moment, a sudden change occurred. (End of Chapter)