Shengui Changsheng: Start from Zhenwuwei and add some points to cultivate immortality

Fu Shaoping transformed into a golden rainbow, and in a few leaps, he had already climbed the city wall. Even with his current state of mind, the sight before him made him gasp in astonishment.

As far as the eye could see, the vast white ice plains had vanished, replaced by a surging, endless "beast tide"! Thousands upon thousands of ice-type demonic beasts, from first-tier snow wolves and ice foxes to second-tier ice demon bears and ice giant lizards, even including dozens of exceptionally large leaders exuding terrifying third-tier (equivalent to the Foundation Establishment stage) demonic aura! Their eyes were bloodshot, and many were shrouded in the same demonic energy as that found in the Ice Rift Valley caves. Like a black tide, they roared deafeningly, frantically assaulting the fortress's defensive light shield!
The protective barrier rippled violently under the onslaught of countless demonic beasts and the bombardment of innate demonic magic, flickering and emitting a groan of unbearable strain. On the city walls, rune cannons spewed scorching beams of light, each roar clearing a section of the beast tide only to be instantly replaced by more. Disciples unleashed their full power, sword light, spells, and talismans raining down like a storm, colliding fiercely with the surging beasts below. Every moment, beasts were slain, disciples were wounded, and some even perished; their blood instantly stained the ice walls crimson, only to be frozen into dark red ice crystals by the extreme cold.

Tragic! Utterly tragic!

"All disciples, take your positions! As long as the true energy continues, the city walls will not fall!" Elder Han's icy voice resonated throughout the battlefield like a reassuring balm. He hovered atop the highest point of the city wall, surrounded by a chilling aura, like an ice god. He continuously cast profound hand seals to reinforce the crumbling defensive barrier, while his sharp gaze swept behind the beast tide. There, several exceptionally powerful auras remained hidden, clearly the masterminds behind the beast tide.

The section of the city wall where Fu Shaoping was located was under immense pressure. Several demonized second-tier high-grade ice demon bears were leading a large number of monsters in a frenzied attack on the array nodes.

"Junior Brother Fu, you go left and I'll go right, let's kill those demonic bear leaders first!" Yan Feng's voice rang out from the side. He was covered in blood, whether from the demonic beasts or his own, it was hard to tell, but his eyes were still as cold and hard as iron.

"Alright!" Without any further words, Fu Shaoping drew his Flowing Fire Sword with a clang! After gaining enlightenment from the nameless strange stone, his sword intent had reached a new level. Now, he attacked with fury, and its power was extraordinary!

He didn't choose any fancy moves; instead, he used the same simple sword strike that combined three layers of meaning! But this time, the crimson of the "setting sun" in the sword light was even deeper, and it carried a hint of "eternal icy silence" that seemed to freeze the soul!
The chaotic sword light, like the scythe of death, swept past silently!

"Puff puff!"

The three demonic ice bears, which were frantically pounding the light barrier, suddenly froze, each displaying a tiny red dot between their brows. The next moment, their massive bodies were visibly covered in dark red ice crystals, their life force instantly extinguished, before they crashed to the ground, shattering into countless ice shards!
With a single sword strike, he instantly killed three second-tier high-grade demonic beasts!

This scene not only boosted the morale of the surrounding disciples, but also attracted the attention of the powerful auras behind the beast tide.

"Roar--!"

A roar filled with rage and demonic intent echoed from the depths of the beast tide! A colossal black shadow soared into the sky—a flying dragon with two wings on its back, a single horn on its head, and its entire body covered in black ice scales! The demonic aura it exuded had reached the upper rank of the third level, equivalent to the Great Perfection of the Foundation Establishment stage! Moreover, the density of its demonic energy far surpassed that of any previous demonic beast!

Demonized Icewing Wyvern! One of the top beings in the beast tide!

Its crimson dragon eyes were fixed on Fu Shaoping, who had established his authority with a single sword strike. With a flap of its wings, it stirred up a storm of snow and demonic energy, and like a black meteor, it swooped down towards the section of the city wall where Fu Shaoping was! Its enormous dragon mouth opened, and a breath mixed with extreme cold and corrosive demonic intent poured down like a waterfall!

"Be careful!" Yan Feng's expression changed drastically. The dragon's breath was enough to severely injure or even kill a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator!

Faced with this terrifying attack, Fu Shaoping's eyes blazed with fierce fighting spirit! Perfect timing!
Instead of retreating, he stepped out of the city wall and soared into the sky to meet the destructive dragon breath!

"A radiant glow, warding off all evil!"

With a clear shout, he unleashed the full power of the Chaos Sword Domain! The vitality of the morning glow, the ever-changing clouds, and the desolation of the setting sun—three layers of meaning circulated and evolved within the sword domain. In particular, the setting sun, which incorporated the meaning of eternal icy desolation, emitted a light that made one's heart tremble!
The dragon's breath struck the sword domain, producing a loud hissing sound. The demonic energy and cold air frantically eroded it, but were constantly purified by the glowing light in the sword domain, constantly deflected by the flowing clouds, and constantly worn down and frozen by the setting sun containing the meaning of icy desolation!
From afar, it resembles a chaotic, blazing sun, flowing upstream against the black dragon's breath waterfall, trembling constantly yet remaining steadfast!

"How is this possible?!" The disciples on the city wall, and even Elder Han watching from afar, all showed expressions of shock. A Foundation Establishment cultivator could actually withstand the breath of a third-tier high-grade demonic dragon head-on?!

Unbeknownst to them, Fu Shaoping's Chaos Sword Essence was of extremely high quality, and his Sunset Sword Intent pointed directly to the origin of the Great Dao, naturally restraining Yin and evil demonic energy. In addition, with the Eternal Ice and Silence Intent he had just comprehended, he had extremely strong resistance to ice-type attacks and even the ability to assimilate them!
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fu Shaoping pushed the Golden Rainbow Escape Technique to its limit, his figure passing through the dragon breath that had not yet completely dissipated like a ghost, and instantly appearing on the side of the giant head of the demonic dragon!

With unwavering resolve, the Blazing Sword pierced towards the dragon's relatively vulnerable eye socket! At the tip of the sword, the shrunken, frost-covered phantom of a blood-red setting sun suddenly lit up!
Sensing a deadly threat, the dragon roared in alarm and anger, abruptly turning its head and slamming its claws, covered in black ice scales, down at Fu Shaoping!

"Countless flowing clouds!"

Fu Shaoping's sword stance suddenly changed, transforming from extreme concentration into endless density. The sword light, like flowing clouds, wrapped around the dragon's claws. It was not a direct confrontation, but rather using the dragon's force against it. His body floated upwards along the dragon's arm as if weightless, his target still being the enormous dragon's eye!

The dragon was enraged by his slippery yet incredibly threatening fighting style, and it shook its head wildly, spewing out icy breath and flailing its claws.

In an instant, a tiny golden figure in the sky engaged in a breathtaking close-quarters battle with a massive demonic dragon! Sword light clashed with dragon scales, scattering sparks and ice shards everywhere!

Everyone held their breath, watching the battle in the air with bated breath.

Fu Shaoping brought his swordsmanship to its peak, effortlessly switching between the three artistic conceptions of dawn, flowing clouds, and setting sun. At times, he launched fierce attacks with the sharpness of dawn, at other times he maneuvered with the elusive power of flowing clouds, and he would occasionally unleash the annihilation of the setting sun, leaving wounds on the demonic dragon that froze its life force and were difficult to heal!

Despite its immense power and defense, the demonic dragon was restrained by Fu Shaoping's exquisite swordsmanship and uncanny sword intent, roaring repeatedly, and its demonic energy began to become unstable due to its injuries.

Finally, Fu Shaoping seized a moment when the Demon Dragon had exhausted its old power and had not yet generated new power!

A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and the chaotic sword essence within his body surged at an unprecedented speed, while the three layers of intent within his sword domain of consciousness were frantically compressed and merged! The Flowing Fire Sword emitted a mournful cry and a resounding clang that seemed to come from ancient times!
A sword light whose color cannot be described in words seemed to condense all the light and darkness in the world, carrying the ultimate contradiction of creation and end, life and death, existence and nothingness, bursting out from the tip of the sword!

This sword strike transcends "morning glow," "flowing clouds," and even "setting sun"! This is his current understanding of the Sunset Sword Style—the ultimate sword!
"Nirvana...Reincarnation!"

The sword light silently pierced the dragon's gaping maw, which was wide open in rage, penetrating straight into its skull! The dragon's massive body stiffened abruptly, all its movements freezing instantly. In its crimson dragon eyes, the rage and demonic intent quickly faded, replaced by an extreme fear and... a trace of unbelievable clarity?

The next moment, the demonic energy around it dissipated like the receding tide, and its massive body was covered from the inside out with a layer of dark red ice crystals, its life force extinguished at an alarming speed.

"Oh!"

The enormous dragon corpse fell from the sky and crashed into the beast horde below the city, splashing up a cloud of blood mist and ice dust.

Tier 3, Superior Rank, Demonized Icewing Dragon, dead!
The world seemed to fall silent for a moment.

Both the soldiers guarding the city walls and the monsters below were shocked by this incredible scene!

In the early stages of Foundation Establishment, the Reverse Slash is equivalent to a high-grade third-tier demonic dragon at the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment!
What terrifying combat power!
"Roar!!!"

After a brief silence, an even more frenzied counterattack from the beast tide erupted! Fu Shaoping's defiant act seemed to have thoroughly enraged the beings deep within the beast tide!
But at the same time, the morale of the Qingxuan Sect's garrison reached its peak!
"Master Fu is mighty!"

"Kill! Kill all these beasts!"

Countless disciples were as if they had been injected with chicken blood, unleashing even greater combat power!

Fu Shaoping hovered in mid-air, slightly out of breath, his face somewhat pale. That sword strike that pushed him beyond his limits had taken a huge toll. But as he looked at the surging beast tide below and his fellow disciples fighting fiercely beside him, his eyes remained sharp as swords.

His gaze swept past countless demonic beasts, landing at the deepest part of the beast tide. There, an even more powerful aura lurked.

His swordplay was not yet complete.

This battle to defend the city has only just reached its climax. And he will undoubtedly become the most dazzling sword in this bloody war! The demonic dragon has fallen, but the beast tide has not only failed to dissipate, but driven by a deeper will, it has become even more frenzied and violent. Countless demonic beasts, their eyes bloodshot, recklessly charge at the protective barrier, using their flesh and blood to deplete the defenders' true essence and the energy reserves of the rune cannons. The city walls are breached in many places, and the casualties among the disciples continue to rise; the situation is extremely precarious.

Fu Shaoping landed back on the city wall and immediately swallowed a pill to restore his sword energy. Yan Feng, covered in blood, approached him and hissed, "Junior Brother Fu, this can't go on! The demonic beasts are endless; we must find the source!"

Fu Shaoping's gaze swept across the chaotic battlefield with lightning speed. His powerful divine sense carefully discerned within the beast tide, and finally, at the rear of the beast tide, on a small hill shrouded in dense demonic energy, he locked onto the source of an extremely subtle yet pulsating wave, beating like a heart and constantly radiating a bewitching and violent will!
"There!" Fu Shaoping pointed in that direction. "There's a powerful entity controlling the minds of the beast tide. The beast tide won't stop until it's eliminated!"

Yan Feng looked in that direction, his expression growing even more grim: "That's the core of the beast tide, guarded by at least several third-tier demonic beasts, and possibly even hiding behemoths comparable to Core Formation cultivators! We can't get through!"

"I'll go alone." Fu Shaoping's tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable resolve.

"What? You're insane!" Yan Feng exclaimed in shock. "That's suicide!"

“Staying here is also a death sentence.” Fu Shaoping looked at the defensive light shield that was constantly trembling and becoming dimmer, and at his fellow disciples who were falling one by one but whose eyes were still defiant. “Only by beheading them can we have a glimmer of hope.”

Without another word, he gathered the remaining sword energy he had just recovered. He pushed the Golden Rainbow Escape Technique to its limit, his figure transforming into a pale golden phantom that almost blended into the background wind, snow, and sounds of battle. He didn't charge through the air—that would make him an easy target for all the ranged attacking monsters—but rather, like a ghost, he slid along the ground, weaving and refracting through the gaps in the surging beast tide, rushing towards the small hill at an astonishing speed!

His movements were as light as a feather, yet as fast as lightning. Often, before the demonic beasts could react, the golden streak had already swept past them. Occasionally, a demonic beast would notice and spew icy breath or swing its claws, but he would easily neutralize and evade them with his exquisitely refined Flowing Cloud Footwork and sword light.

On the city wall, Elder Han noticed Fu Shaoping's movements, a complex yet resolute glint in his eyes. He abruptly increased the spiritual energy output to the defensive shield, temporarily stabilizing the line, while simultaneously transmitting his voice to several late-stage Foundation Establishment captains: "Protect Fu Shaoping with all your might!"

Immediately, the attacks from the city walls intensified, especially targeting the monsters on either side of Fu Shaoping's path, in an attempt to alleviate the pressure on him.

Fu Shaoping focused intently on sensing, judging, and advancing. The roars of the beast tide, the explosions of energy, the shouts of his fellow disciples... all external sounds seemed to fade away. In his world, only the source of demonic energy ahead, like a malignant tumor, and the bloody path carved out by his sword and will remained!
One hundred zhang! Fifty zhang! Thirty zhang!

They were getting closer and closer to the small hill! The several third-tier demonic beasts guarding the area had already noticed them, letting out threatening roars and pouncing!

A giant ice crystal ape pounded its chest, swinging its house-sized fist down! A giant ice python opened its blood-red maw, spewing out breath that froze souls! Several incredibly fast shadow leopards darted through the shadows, waiting for their chance to strike!

Facing the siege of several third-tier demonic beasts, Fu Shaoping's eyes turned icy cold.

"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"

The Blazing Sword burst forth with unprecedented brilliance! The boundless hope of the rosy dawn, the unpredictable trajectory of the drifting clouds, and the eternal desolation of the setting sun—these three realms were no longer merely shifting, but at this moment, under the pressure of life and death, they began a deeper fusion!
He no longer wielded his sword one strike at a time, but transformed himself into the sword! Man and sword became one, his body transformed into a breathtaking swan!
"Clang!" (End of Chapter)