Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 395: Plundering the Mermaids and Retreating to the Abyss

The two sides fought for several rounds, and Taoist Lu Cheng suddenly killed the merman demon king with a single sword. The move was sudden, fast, and ruthless, shocking the entire audience.

Even if you are truly fearless of life and death, you would not want to die in vain.

Moreover, each demon king has a long life span to live and enjoy, so who really wants to die?
The shark kings, snake kings, and bat kings retreated one after another. They fled in a panic, fearing that they were being hunted down. After escaping for a long distance, they wailed and screamed, and hurriedly fled into the depths of the South China Sea. The sea was boundless and vast. No matter how fierce the human Taoist was, he would not be able to catch him to the end of the sea and sky.

"Ahem... Great Master, if you have such a ruthless trick, why didn't you use it earlier? I almost died here."

The Grand Elder of Huangji Sect, Mr. Luo, kept coughing violently and said this.

"It's a huge price to pay. If it weren't for the fact that this demon king is so ferocious, I would never have used this move lightly. Now that I've used it, I don't know how to explain it to my master."

"Protective power?"

Old Man Luo looked at Lu Cheng and asked tentatively. There are monks with great supernatural powers who are willing to sacrifice their own vitality to implant their own powerful magic power in their descendants. When life and death are in danger, they will be stimulated with unpredictable power.

However, those who possess this kind of magical power are either descendants of the mantle or blood relatives. Elder Luo has cultivated to the late Nascent Soul stage and has the ability to plant magical powers to protect others. But the sword just now was a seventh-level killing force. In other words, it was planted by a Yuanshen cultivator...

"Yes, if I have a descendant with such amazing talent, I would be willing to sacrifice my vitality to plant the magical power of Dao protection to help him survive the killing calamity. If he is really a blood relative, then he would be as dear to my heart as a kin."

After realizing this, Mr. Luo said nothing more.

People who practice Taoism are immortal, but under the constraints of the Heavenly Law, it becomes extremely difficult for them to have offspring. It is said that in ancient times there was an emperor in Heaven who experienced countless disasters before he gained the position of the co-lord of heaven and earth. However, such a person with great fortune and power cannot have a blood prince. All seven children are daughters. The prince of Heaven was adopted from the previous era. The emperor of the human race had several Golden Crow princes.

Later, these Golden Crow princes were killed by the emperor's nephew. The emperor just scolded them a few words but did not impose any real punishment, because the princes were only nominal, just to save face for the previous era's emperor, Donghuang Taiyi, and the nephew was a real nephew.

In a short time, Elder Luo's face turned from slightly pale to normal. Wood attribute skills are usually of average power and slow to practice, but they are moderate and peaceful and beneficial to health. Practicing this kind of skills is easier to recover from injuries than other cultivators of the same level, and also has certain advantages in lifespan.

Therefore, among the seven cultivators in the middle and late stages of the Nascent Soul stage, only Lu Cheng, Old Man Luo, and Lu Chengfeng survived to the end. If it weren't for Old Man Luo's full protection for Lu Cheng's sake, Lu Chengfeng would not have survived until now even if he had practiced both magic and body.

"Lord Luo, what should we do now that things have come to this?"

Lu Cheng asked this after tidying up the spiritual objects, storage bags, and monster corpses around him.

"Hehe, it's too late for us to force ourselves to inform others now. Let's take care of each other first. Master Lu, why don't we go to the South China Sea mermaid tribe's homeland now? This tribe is naturally intelligent and has accumulated wisdom for thousands of years. How about you and I rob it and divide it equally?"

"...Wouldn't the Mermaid King have made some preparations beforehand if he wanted to do such a big thing?"

"It was because he was going to do something so big that he didn't make too many preparations in advance to avoid leaking the news."

Yes.

The five factions of Haiyuan City opened up a battle in the Xuanming Sea. They divided into three groups to try to strangle the Xuanming Sea Monster King and counter-ambush him.

The three groups of Nascent Soul cultivators noticed something unusual in advance and chose to retreat. Although they were pursued by the Xuanming Sea Monster Clan, their losses were not heavy in the end.

They fell into an ambush by the demon tribe along the way and were completely wiped out.

They fell into an ambush of the demon tribe along the way, but they forced their way out and defeated the Xuanming Sea Demon King. However, their own team also suffered heavy losses. Only three people, the supreme elder of the Huangji Sect, Elder Senluo, the Great Lord Jiefa of the Jinguan Cave in the Canglong Mountain, and the Casual Cultivator Lord Lu Chengfeng, retreated.

Haiyuan City Huangji Sect.

In that magnificent and spiritual holy place, an old man in a green robe sat quietly on the altar. It was Luo Laoren who had returned with Lu Cheng from the outer sea with a full load not long ago. However, at this moment, the old Taoist no longer had the high spirits he had before. He closed his eyes tightly, and his face was pale and stubborn.

He began to practice his skills, first forming a mysterious hand gesture with his hands, emitting a soft yet profound power.

His breath began to become long, guiding the surrounding wood element spiritual energy to gather from all directions.

They were like trickles of water, first swirling around the altar, forming green mists, and then gradually flowing into old man Luo's body, trying to repair his damaged meridians.

As time went by, beads of sweat gradually covered the old Taoist's forehead. His body began to tremble slightly uncontrollably, and the rhythm of his Qigong exercises became somewhat disordered and discordant.

"Ahem, haha..."

Suddenly, the old Taoist's body shook violently, his throat churned, and a mouthful of black blood finally spurted out of his mouth.

The many disciples who were guarding nearby all showed fear and worry when they saw this scene. Some of the weaker ones even started crying.

They knew in their hearts that it would be difficult for their master to overcome this disaster.

"Why are you crying? Am I already dead? Or are you just unable to wait for me to die?" The old Taoist seemed to have anticipated this result, and he looked at the black blood in front of him and said calmly.

"Master... we fellow disciples are just worried about your health." Wen Shengde, the current head of Huangji Sect, stepped forward and said this. He was tall and straight, giving people a sense of stability and ability, but in front of the hunchbacked old man, he was like a tiger approaching a civet cat, and did not dare to overstep the boundaries.

"I have been practicing Taoism for nearly four thousand years. I have seen countless brilliant monks fall, and I have also seen the decay and reincarnation of heaven and earth. I have become indifferent to life and death. It is a pity that I have not been able to attain the Great Dao, and I have not cultivated a great talent for the sect to prosper."

"I know my own body best. In fact, my meridians were injured when I fought with the merman demon king that day. In the later stages of the fight, I converted the remaining life span into mana, so that I could continuously release the wood sword energy..."

"Master was so seriously injured, why didn't you come back earlier? If you had come back earlier, there might still be a way to save the situation."

A female cultivator present cried and said this.

"I'm about to die, so I have to leave you some good karma. Taoist Lu from the Golden Light Cave in Canglong Mountain is a great talent. Although he hides some things, his talent is even more evident. This time when I robbed the mermaids in the South China Sea, I deliberately gave him a lot of benefits. Finally, I have established a good karma with him. You should continue to cultivate this friendship in the future. It can also be regarded as a life-saving talisman I left for you... I'm old, so go away. I'm tired and want to have a good sleep."

On that day, the Huangji Sect's Grand Elder, Elder Senluo, passed away. In order to boost morale, the five sects in Haiyuan City kept the death a secret and simply announced to the outside world that the Grand Elder was in seclusion to recuperate.

However, the top leaders of the five sects in Haiyuan City knew for sure that after that battle, the only ones who actually returned were the two True Lords from the Jinguan Cave in Canglong Mountain.

At the same time, Lu Cheng, who had returned, was receiving a visit from Gu Yunge.

Although the two have been together for many years and have their own calculations, they can be considered friends. Gu Yunge's team was the one that was alerted in advance and did not fall into the ambush of the Xuanming Sea Monster Clan.

Although two people were killed in the pursuit of the demons, the relative loss was undoubtedly the smallest.

"There has been a lot of activity among the five sects during this period. There was an ambush like this at the meeting. There is no doubt that there are demon cultivators from the outer sea among the cultivators of the five sects. Who knows how many people will die in the turmoil."

Lu Cheng said this after drinking a glass of wine.

"This is a good thing for us. Everyone's eyes are focused here. When we take action to deal with the demon phoenix, it will be able to have a surprise attack." Compared with the five sects in Haiyuan City, Gu Yunge undoubtedly cares more about his own path.

(End of this chapter)