My brother is so cunning

Chapter 986 The Pillar of Divine Fire that reaches the sky

Yun Zhongzi's flying sword technique differs from that of most sword immortals.

Lightness, agility, speed, and sharpness are the core of most sword immortals' sword techniques. All martial arts in the world are indestructible except for speed. The principle is that no matter how mysterious your techniques are, I can break them with a single sword.

Casting spells always requires a process. As long as the sword speed is fast enough, while the opponent is still casting, the flying sword will circle around their neck, and their head will fall to the ground. And then there's nothing more to it.

The most representative is the Golden Spirit Mother, who represents the pinnacle of the way of killing. Her Flying Golden Sword Technique has a speed of almost light speed, and her flying sword can traverse most of the primordial land in one second to take the enemy's head.

Yun Zhongzi's Giant Sword Technique follows a different path, emphasizing using force to overcome skill. Its sword speed is far inferior to the Flying Gold Sword Technique, but the power unleashed by the seemingly simple giant sword is astonishing.

It's less a flying sword and more a high-speed flying heavy weapon.

This precious sword possesses a profound and concentrated sword intent. Even a wisp of that intent, when imbued with the sword's essence and hung from a beam, can still severely injure a top-tier demon like Daji.

There is no distinction between superior and inferior sword techniques; it is only a matter of whether they are suitable for use.

Yun Zhongzi's Giant Sword would probably not last a single round against Golden Spirit Mother's Flying Golden Sword, but it would be exceptionally effective at slaying demons and monsters.

Demons and monsters are often physically strong. Even if a short, nimble flying sword hits at high speed and leaves a huge wound, it is just a superficial injury to some powerful demons and monsters with high health and defense.

Take the Bull Demon King for example. When his true form is revealed, it is like a towering mountain with a hide several meters thick. Even if you cut a sword mark several meters long on it, you probably wouldn't even cut through the keratin layer.

If the Giant Sword were to strike, even the giant form of the Dharma Body could be beheaded in a single blow.

However, this unusual super heavy sword among flying swords was casually struck by a punch from a metal puppet.

The force of that punch was incredible. The Giant Sword was smashed down heavily, and when it hit the ground, it pierced through the earth like a bunker buster, disappearing in the blink of an eye. It cut through the soil like a knife through tofu, quickly penetrating the earth's layers and vanishing without a trace. It is likely that it will continue to drill into the earth for tens of thousands of meters, until it falls into the sea of ​​magma in the mantle layer.

"Warning, warning!"

The metal puppet that smashed Yun Zhongzi's flying sword emitted a sharp mechanical voice: "Not only do they refuse to surrender, but they also dare to retaliate against us! Threat level raised to yellow. All personnel unlock non-lethal weapons and conduct a low-intensity force arrest operation."

Before he could recover from the shock of the Giant Sword being smashed into the ground and lost control, the puppet's words almost made Yun Zhongzi vomit blood.

No matter what, he was a peak Golden Immortal, a famous Golden Immortal of the Chan Sect who was half-step into Hunyuan. He could not be said to have shone brightly in the Investiture of the Gods, but he still performed quite well. However, these puppets only listed him as a yellow threat and only used low-intensity force against him.

It's obvious they're looking down on him, isn't it?
That's how immortals are; they're always cultivating their inner energy, and what they're really fighting for is just that last bit of energy.

They'd rather fight tooth and nail than settle for less. This is a common trait among the immortals of the Chan and Jie sects. They'd argue fiercely over the smallest things with anyone who dared to look down on them.

Since his opponents were metal puppets, Yun Zhongzi didn't need to worry about the ominous consequences of killing them. He secretly resolved to use some sharp methods to teach the owners of these scrap metal a lesson.

"Edict!"

Yun Zhongzi let out a clear shout, and the ground suddenly cracked open, with several broken steles engraved with celestial cloud patterns rising from the ground. The soil and sand on the ground gathered together, automatically forming countless runes. The runes suddenly lit up, like ancient pythons awakened between the broken steles, winding and moving along the cracked ground.

In an instant, nine pillars of divine fire burst forth from the center of the formation, their bodies entwined with seven-colored flame dragons of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple. Each scale was condensed from pure divine fire, and the rising heat even burned fine folds into the void.

The fire dragon coiled around the crimson ornamental column soared into the air, trailing thick smoke and flames, and pounced on the dozens of metal puppets surrounding Yun Zhongzi.

Fire overcomes metal, which is the principle of mutual generation and restraint of the five elements in the natural order.

These dozens of puppets were covered with a bright silver, unidentified metal. Yun Zhongzi, who had extensive experience in combat, immediately determined their elemental attribute to be metal.

No metal can withstand the forging of the Samadhi Fire. In the extreme heat, no matter how strong you are or how exquisite your techniques are, you will eventually turn into a pool of molten iron.

"Warning! Warning! High-energy warning ahead! Take evasive action!"

Sure enough, when he unleashed his trump card, the mechanical voices of the metal puppets surrounding him seemed to carry a hint of panic, and the lead puppet urgently sounded an alarm.

As soon as the nine fire dragons appeared, the ambient temperature rose wildly, as if a scorching hell had descended upon the world. The surrounding mountains and forests were instantly transformed into a sea of ​​fire, and the ground near the fire pillars was gradually scorched and melted into flowing lava.

The fire dragon was similar in size to a real dragon, and its movements were as swift and agile as a real dragon. It meandered and coiled in the air, chasing after the metal puppet and tearing at it.

"Given the slightly increased level of danger exhibited by the target, the target threat level has reached orange, permitting the application of moderate-intensity non-lethal force,"

Yun Zhongzi, who had been standing with his hands behind his back, exuding the air of a grandmaster and eager to witness the metal puppet being melted into molten iron by a magical artifact, was so enraged by the words of the leading puppet that his beard bristled.

Fire dragons danced across the sky, burning the mountains and forests in an instant, turning the earth into lava, only slightly increasing the level of danger.
He was initially indignant, thinking that he would know how powerful the Daoist was once they turned into molten iron. However, the next moment, Yun Zhongzi realized what it meant for the threat level to have only slightly increased.

A hatch opened on the back of each of the dozens of puppets, from which dozens of small blue jars containing unknown contents were ejected. The jars exploded in the air, releasing puffs of white mist, within which figures could be seen indistinctly.

To counter fire-based magical abilities, the Shadow of the Netherworld is the standard equipment. It is a condensed state creature that constantly absorbs heat at a constant ultra-low temperature, directly suppressing all fire-based magical abilities from the level of the world law of entropy reduction.

Dozens of metal puppets simultaneously released hundreds of Netherworld Shadows, and each of the nine fire dragons was assigned nearly a hundred condensed matter clusters with autonomous consciousness that were constantly absorbing heat, reaching near absolute zero.

The fire dragon, struck and possessed by the Shadow of the Underworld, was like a mudfish that had fallen into a hot pot, twisting and struggling wildly, but no matter how hard it struggled, it could not get rid of it.

The fire dragons were even forced to extend their short claws to try and swat off the human figures that were sticking to them and absorbing heat, but the claws just passed right through them and couldn't grab onto anything.

The flames on the claws went out due to the sudden drop in temperature.

The fire dragon, having lost its high temperature, was like charcoal that had been doused with cold water, sizzling and its bright, fiery color growing increasingly dull.

(End of this chapter)