Chapter 264
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Chapter 264: A Fierce Battle
Tan Yue felt incredibly frustrated.
As a true disciple of the Yuanfeng lineage on Wufeng Mountain, he had worked hard to accumulate five hundred contribution points, which he exchanged for the opportunity to train in Thunderstorm Valley for three months.
He had hoped to use this chance to break through the bottleneck in the Xuan Yuan Lightning Technique.
This technique, inherited from Wufeng Mountain, was known for its devastating destructive power when cultivated to a high level. It could also enhance magical artifacts, significantly boosting a cultivator’s combat ability.
Tan Yue had planned that once he broke through the bottleneck of the Xuan Yuan Lightning Technique, he would sign up for this year’s sect competition.
However, plans changed faster than he expected. After just three days of training in Thunderstorm Valley, and barely feeling some insights, the base was suddenly attacked by spirit birds.
Recalling the recent events made Tan Yue’s scalp tingle.
The Thunder Eagle’s innate ability was extraordinarily strong; a Qi Training ninth level cultivator like him was completely no match for it.
If Tan Yue hadn’t reacted quickly, he would have ended up as a charred corpse on the ground.
Sighing in regret yet relieved, Tan Yue maneuvered his flying vessel toward the southwest.
Although Wufeng Mountain was located to the northwest, the Thunder Eagle had pursued the Purple Palace cultivator in that very direction.
If he flew that way and the spirit bird suddenly turned back, he might be in for big trouble.
Tan Yue was clever; he preferred to take a longer route than to face any danger!
At that moment, this Wufeng Mountain disciple suddenly felt a chilling sensation.
It felt as if a terrifying beast had its eyes on him, triggering his instinctive strong alertness.
This is bad!
Just as the thought crossed Tan Yue’s mind, a sharp sword light shot up from below, piercing through the flying vessel beneath him in an instant.
Pfftt!
Tan Yue’s magical shields seemed as fragile as paper, unable to withstand even a second against the sword light.
This Wufeng Mountain disciple was abruptly cut in half, hot blood spraying through the air!
"Enemy attack!"
Another Wufeng Mountain disciple, a round-faced cultivator who had been following Tan Yue, witnessed this scene.
His eyes about to burst with rage.
As he let out a heart-rending warning, he hastily flicked his wrist and sent out a Fireburst Talisman for help!
In the next moment, deep roars of thunder rolled in, creating a strong impact on the round-faced cultivator’s eardrums.
The sword light that had sliced Tan Yue in half soared into the sky, revealing its true form at a height of a hundred feet.
It was a flying sword surrounded by blue-violet electric light.
The flying sword traced a long Taoist arc in the air and swooped down toward the round-faced cultivator!
"Purple Yan Wind and Thunder Sword!"
The round-faced cultivator was terrified and felt his soul leaving his body. He screamed as he summoned a turtle-shell shield.
The Purple Yan Wind and Thunder Sword is the treasured weapon of Wufeng Mountain, typically enshrined in the Ancestor Hall, and only the Grandmaster is permitted to wield it.
This flying sword is certainly not Wufeng Mountain’s most precious treasure, but the round-faced cultivator recognized its origin at a glance.
It was a replica held by Liu Yingxiu, one of the Seven Talents of Tianyun!
Though it was a replica, it had reached the level of a second-tier spirit tool. Liu Yingxiu had once swept through her peers with this sword; all inner sect disciples of Wufeng Mountain knew her!
However, Liu Yingxiu passed away tragically over half a year ago, and this replica sword was taken away, with the true culprit still unknown.
He never expected to see it here again!
The round-faced cultivator understood clearly that the person wielding this flying sword was most likely the very culprit who had caused Liu Yingxiu’s death.
Wufeng Mountain’s inner sect headquarters had been offering a bounty; whoever could find the murderer—whether by providing effective clues or directly capturing the culprit—would receive a generous reward.
Yet, the only thought in the round-faced cultivator’s mind was to run!
The opponent not only wielded the Purple Yan Wind and Thunder Sword but also mastered techniques like thunderous sword energy.
He simply could not contend against such power.
Crack!
In a flash of electric light, the flying sword struck the turtle-shell shield.
The shield exploded into pieces!
Even though the turtle-shell shield belonged to the top tier of defensive magical artifacts, it could not withstand a direct attack from the Wind and Thunder Sword, enhanced by the power of thunder.
However, the round-faced cultivator had bought himself a moment of time.
He immediately began to crush a talisman that he had just taken out.
As a result, a beam of golden Geng Metal energy suddenly pierced through the air, effortlessly penetrating his protective armor.
The round-faced cultivator trembled, a fist-sized hole appearing in his head.
At that moment, he saw the true face of the murderer.
It was a young cultivator riding a silver spiritual shuttle, only a few feet away from him!
The round-faced cultivator forced a bitter smile, feeling his life slip away as his body fell to the ground.
【Heavenly Merit +8】
Wang Chen reached out and grabbed the storage bag hanging from his opponent’s waist.
Buzz—
The Wind and Thunder Sword flew toward him, its blade trembling slightly, conveying a sense of joy.
The sword, a weapon of slaughter, existed only for battle and killing.
After Wang Chen acquired this second-tier spirit tool, he had kept its special origin hidden from others.
Now, he would allow the Wind and Thunder Sword to shine once more, facing off against a Wufeng Mountain disciple.
It was indeed a cycle of cause and effect!
He gripped the flying sword and infused it with the Five Suns Thunder energy, reigniting its brilliance after it had just expended considerable power.
With the sword in hand, Wang Chen shouted, “Zhao Wuji of the Guiyuan Sect is here! Do Wufeng Mountain’s cowardly disciples dare to battle?”
Both the Guiyuan Sect and Wufeng Mountain were his enemies. Wang Chen felt no moral conflict in pretending to be a Guiyuan Sect disciple to deal with Wufeng Mountain’s cultivators.
Zhao Wuji was one of the Top Ten Disciples of Guiyuan Sect, a fellow Golden Core seed like Liu Yingxiu.
Wang Chen had never met Zhao Wuji, but he was well aware of the reputation of this disciple of the Grandmaster. He knew he was not only very young but also a sword cultivator.
It was said that he had a background in a greater sect, was arrogant and domineering, and had conflicts with former disciples of the Yunyang Sect.
Currently, Wang Chen wore the standard robe of the Guiyuan Sect and maneuvered the commonly used silver spiritual shuttle of the disciples, making his disguise as a Guiyuan Sect cultivator appear quite convincing.
As for claiming to be Zhao Wuji, he didn’t care if others believed him or not.
Streams of light flew toward Wang Chen.
These Wufeng Mountain cultivators first saw the round-faced cultivator’s distress signal and then heard Wang Chen’s insult, all enraged, wanting nothing more than to tear Wang Chen apart!
From a distance, they summoned their magical artifacts and activated their talismans.
Several sword cultivators led the charge, quickly closing in on Wang Chen.
“Come at me!”
Wang Chen laughed loudly and suddenly waved his robe sleeve.
The Wind and Thunder Sword howled out instantly, carrying the sound of thunder as it charged toward the opposition.
One or two wouldn’t be enough!
He had spent day and night in hard training, suffering through loneliness and solitude, not to become a long-lived turtle hiding its head.
Today, Wang Chen wanted a fierce and thrilling battle!
