Chapter 127: 62 Chapter: The Two Instruments and Dust, the Immortal Makes a Move!


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    The Emei Golden Summit, Sky’s End za.


    All Shushan disciples looked up at the sky, their expressions a mix of shock, panic, and despair.


    Amidst the somber clouds in the firmament, the head of Ying Long peeked down through the oppressive cloudyer, its dragon head alone nearly asrge as the Emei Golden Summit.


    Along with its speech, the light barrier from the Xuanguang Ruler began to quiver, while the unprotected peaks of Shushan suffered a series ofndslides, with a great number of trees, soil, and rocks crumbling and falling down.


    The power of mere words was terrifying to such an extent!


    At that moment, the Jade Capital Sect Leader was leading the Nascent Soul Realm Peak Masters in battle near the Demon Locking Tower against the main forces of the Jiaolong.


    The other Golden Core True Persons were scattered among the various peaks, hunting down the stray Jiaolong that had escaped.


    If the Ying Long within the clouds trulyunched an attack on the Emei Golden Summit, there wouldn’t even be a high-rank Sword Immortal to restrain it!


    Of course, Ying Long wouldn’t go out of its way to trouble these “lower-end cultivators”; it merely lowered its head to gaze at Mount Emei, the golden vertical slit in its eyes showing only cold majesty, without a trace of other emotions.


    Suddenly, it seemed to notice Ling Yunpo within the crowd, as its pupils shed with aplex and inexplicable light.<div>


    Then, Ying Long opened its massive mouth, and a five-colored radiance began to condense in its throat, resembling theary destruction cannon from a sci-fi blockbuster.


    …


    Time seemed to freeze for a moment.


    Ling Yunpo looked up to the sky, seeing Ying Long still maintaining its posture of gathering energy with its mouth open, but the sky was already filled with numerous strange lines.


    These lines formed a dense that perfectly covered the gigantic body of Ying Long.


    The next second, the lines spread across the sky suddenly vanished.


    At the same time, the five-colored brilliance in the throat of Ying Long dissipated, as if choked and locked tight around its neck.


    Momentster, its body suddenly burst with arge amount of blood, the slender wounds matching exactly with the previous distribution of the lines.


    Ling Yunpo gazed in stunned silence at this miraculous sight, while Lin Duanshan beside him eximed with a tone mixed with zeal, longing, and adoration:


    “That’s the Dual Prity Dust Sword Array!”


    “The Dual Prity Dust Sword Array?” Ling Yunpo was also shocked, “Is it therge sword array that needs the Eleventh-Rank Immortal Sword—the Dual Prity Dust Sword to activate?”


    “To be precise, it’s not that the Dual Prity Dust Sword Array needs the Dual Prity Dust Sword for activation.” Duan Fenhai also rarely opened up, his deep gaze fixed on the sky, “It’s that the Dual Prity Dust Sword was forged from the beginning to preside over the Dual Prity Dust Sword Array.”


    “Exactly.” Lin Duanshan borated, “Back in ancient times during the great battle between the rifying and Intercepting Cults, the Intercepting Cult used the Four Swords of Massacre to create the Immortal ying Sword Formation, irresponsibly killing countless rifying Cult Sword Immortals.”


    “Later, the rifying Cult developed the Dual Prity Dust Sword Array, which was inspired by the Intercepting Cult Sword Formation. With the Dual Prity Dust Sword as the eye of the formation, it could harness the immense force of post-heaven Yin and Yang to crush everything within the formation into dust.”


    While the two were exining, the bloodied Ying Long had already escaped back into the clouds, still as free and unimpeded as before, showing no signs of serious injury.


    The lines in the sky reappeared, this time denser by a factor of two, seeming like inexhaustible intersecting Sword Qi, slicing directly into the clouds.


    A heavy dragon chant soon emitted from within the clouds.


    The oue of the battle within the clouds was still unknown, but the Shushan disciples atop the Emei Golden Summit only saw more and more lines appearing.


    They weren’t just densely covering the sky above the summit, but were rapidly spreading in all directions. It was as if someone was carelessly painting in the sky.<div>


    The lines doubled, then quadrupled, increasing at a geometric rate.


    They crossed mountains and swept over valleys, passing over the battling Shushan Sword Immortals and Jiaolong as if they were insubstantial, but slicing into the Jiaolong’s white scales and flesh like tangible Sword Qi, instantly dismembering and killing them.


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    It seemed like a quarter of an hour had passed, yet felt like the flick of a finger; when the disciples of the Shushan faction from Emei Golden Summit looked again, no jiaolong existed between heaven and earth. Even the dark clouds in the sky were cut into disarray by dense lines, allowing the brilliant golden light of day to scatter down.


    A majestic and profound white sword light shot out from the depths of the Demon Locking Tower, entering the clouds where the Ying Long had been before, and then retreated back into the Demon Locking Tower.


    “So it’s true,” Duan Fenhai said quietly after a long silence.


    “What’s true?” Ling Yunpo asked curiously.


    “Wielding the Dual Prity Dust Sword and spreading the Dual Prity Dust Formation across the entire Shushan territory, what rank do you think this predecessor is?” Lin Duanshan chuckled.


    Ling Yunpo was momentarily speechless upon hearing this but then heard An Zhisu say from the side:


    “An Immortal.”


    “It seems our Shushan Shangqing Faction… and we should add Kunlun and Peni to the list, have an ancient rify Cult Immortal of the Daluo Golden Immortal rank backing us. Starting today, this is probably confirmed,” Lin Duanshan said with a sigh, “Actually, when you think about it, it makes sense since we are the inheritors of the ancient rify Cult teachings.”


    “You’re putting the cart before the horse,” Guan Shanyue said while ascending the steps, speaking indifferently, “It’s not because the Three Pure Ones Orthodox Sect inherited the rify Cult teachings that ancient rify Cult Immortals are stationed here.”


    “But rather because, at the time of the decline of the rify Cult, the three surviving ancient rify Cult Immortals each chose one of these three forces—Kunlun, Shushan, and Peni.”


    “Only these three sects ultimately survived and became the inheritors of the ancient rify Cult teachings.”


    The crowd fell silent.


    The ancient secrets Guan Shanyue spoke of were not recorded in any official texts within the Orthodox Sect but were passed down among the top families of cultivators. No one had heard of them before, yet upon reflection, they seemed quite usible.<div>


    After the fall of the ancient rify Cult, it just happened to split into three forces—Kunlun, Shushan, and Peni? Of course, that was impossible. After all, the Intercepting Cult could be divided into five based on different teachings. If the rify Cult were to be meticulously divided ording to sect lineages, the corresponding forces would certainly be more numerous, not less.


    The reason why only the teachings of the Three Pure Ones survived until today was naturally that the teachings of the other rify Cult lineages were eventually integrated and unified by the Three Pure Ones Orthodox Sect.


    “The Immortal from Shushan is called ‘Long Eyebrow’,” Guan Shanyue continued, “Of course, knowing this name doesn’t really matter since he is far beyond our current rank. Apart from the Jade Capital Sect Leader, probably only the Various Peaks Sword Masters might have the chance to meet him.”


    “Regardless, this is good news,” Ling Yunpo concluded upon seeing everyone’s conflicted expressions, “Having an Immortal personally intervene and dissolve this turmoil into nothingness means we no longer have to worry.”


    Upon his words, everyone agreed, finding Po Yun Sword Immortal’s reasoning sound.


    “So, it was Long Eyebrow Immortal,” the Kunlun Mirror mentioned wistfully within the Sea of Consciousness, the tone seeminglyden withplexity.


    “What’s the matter?” Ling Yunpo joked, “Could it be that this Long Eyebrow Immortal is an old acquaintance of yours?”


    “Not exactly, he probably wasn’t even born when I fell into the mortal world,” sighed the Kunlun Mirror, “What I mean is…”


    “When he wielded the Dual Prity Dust Sword and emerged from the Demon Locking Tower, I perceived that the location of the Heaven-Mending Stone fragment also shifted.”


    Ling Yunpo: ???


    “The Heaven-Mending Stone fragment of the Shushan Shangqing Faction is on the body of the sect-guarding Long Eyebrow Immortal?” he asked in disbelief.


    “It seems that way now,” the Kunlun Mirror said bitterly.


    “Well, Ah Jing,” Ling Yunpo paused for a moment before speaking, “What do you think about slightly modifying our n?”<div>


    “What modification?”


    “Instead of scheming to acquire the Heaven-Mending Stone from an Immortal, how about I go find Long Eyebrow Immortal right now and turn you in?” Ling Yunpo said solemnly, “Let this ancestor of Shushan be your savior and mend the heavens, how about that?”


    “…Even though I can tell you’re joking, I still want to say one thing,” the Kunlun Mirror rebuked angrily, “You’re a beast, not human!”


    “Thanks for thepliment.”


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