Embers of Sword

Chapter 589 Siege and Killing
Mastering the Four Supernatural Powers?
Xie Xuanyi had considered this idea... However, he knew the difficulty of cultivating the [Yuan Devouring] technique. Although he had vaguely grasped the wonders of the "Devouring Dao Scroll" in the previous battle, he was still far from truly mastering this divine ability.

The Yuan Tun Technique is the simplest to cultivate when practicing the first supernatural power.

As the difficulty increases, it multiplies exponentially.

"Mastering all the divine abilities of the [Yuan Tun] is simply too far away."

Xie Xuanyi shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Even fully mastering the Devouring Dao Scroll will probably take some time..."

"Junior brother, you have quite remarkable talent in swordsmanship."

Xuanming said softly, "Back then, my second junior brother, 'Chilian,' was also a genius in sword cultivation. It took him three whole years to comprehend the wonders of 'Devouring Dao.'"

"Three years?"

Xie Xuanyi was somewhat surprised.

"My second junior brother usually likes to meditate and practice meditation."

Xuanming smiled wryly and said, "It's not that meditation is bad... Some Taoist arts can be comprehended quickly through meditation, while others can only be better comprehended in life-and-death battles."

Xie Xuanyi understood this principle well.

His understanding of the Dao of Annihilation was gained through extensive combat.

As for the "way of life"...

He only attained enlightenment after retreating to a secluded paradise and living a period of peace.

"This Devouring Dao Scroll truly needs real combat experience..."

Xie Xuanyi pondered: "That battle just now was indeed very beneficial."

to him.

The best way to cultivate oneself... is through life and death experiences!
Yinshan used the entire mountain and thousands of evil cultivators to help him condense the Devouring Dao Scroll!
That's why he was able to grasp this sword technique so quickly.

"The Devouring Dao Technique can be integrated with flying swords."

Xuanming smiled and said, "Although this cannot form a great path on its own, it is already an extremely powerful sword technique. If Junior Brother can master it, it is not impossible for him to fight against opponents of higher levels."

During the conversation, Xie Xuanyi's expression suddenly changed.

"Ok?"

His wandering divine senses detected a hint of danger.

This avatar suddenly vanished from the Holy Realm.

next moment.

Xie Xuanyi, who was sitting cross-legged on his flying sword, opened his eyes. Beneath him was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood formed by the evil cultivators.

The mountains and seas roared.

Blood churned in the wind.

The deep rumble of a treasure ship could be heard not far away.

The strong wind rushing towards us carried immense power, but after the sea of ​​clouds broke apart, only a large ship sailed in.

A dragon flag was flying over the large ship.

There is a large character engraved on it.

Qian (乾)

This is the large ship of the Qiantian Palace sacred site.

……

……

The giant ship of Qiantian Palace sailed above the sea of ​​clouds, crossing the void as it arrived.

The dark clouds, like waves, were parted by the oars of the large ship.

The disciples on the large ship, witnessing the horrific scene below, fell silent, unable to utter a sound. The entire Yin Mountain had been leveled, countless corpses piled on the ground, blood flowing like rivers, and the stench of blood rising to the sky, likely to linger for months. Such a terrifying sight was something many cultivators who had lived forty or fifty years had never even heard of, let alone witnessed with their own eyes!

It's said that the southern border is teeming with ruthless evil cultivators...

In order to cultivate their spiritual practice, they would often massacre entire cities.

But they are all dead.

Now they have become lambs to be slaughtered.

If the dead were evil cultivators, then what about Xie Xuanyi, who slaughtered the entire Yinshan Mountain?
"These people... deserved to die!"

On the large ship, a young disciple spoke in a low voice, which trembled but was tinged with excitement.

The sound broke the deathly silence.

A novice disciple, pale-faced, asked, "Senior brother... why do you say that?"

"Ten years ago, I had a training exercise near southern Xinjiang."

The young disciple took a deep breath and said coldly, "These Yinshan cultivators love to feed their banners with human offerings. The more blood they kill, the stronger they become. These scheming and wicked people will kill countless innocent lives once they reach the Cave Heaven Realm."

"...That was indeed a good kill."

Not far away, an elderly cultivator sighed softly: "These evil cultivators in the Southern Frontier have indeed defied the laws of Heaven and should be eliminated."

"But……"

The young disciple remained silent for a moment, then asked timidly, "These evil cultivators are so despicable, why do we still accept them?"

For a moment, the large ship fell silent.

News of the events that occurred in the Southern Frontier in the past two days has already spread within the Qiantian Palace.

The Great Chu Imperial City decided to help the three major sects eradicate the Paper Man Path, but unexpectedly encountered a betrayal... All the holy lands suffered losses, and this southward expedition paid an unexpectedly heavy price.

"The imperial city... has its own considerations."

The elderly cultivator's expression was complicated upon hearing this. After thinking for a long time, he finally managed to squeeze out this sentence.

It's really not very convincing.

"All right……"

The inexperienced disciple scratched his head and asked again, "But I still don't understand, if these people deserve to die, then why should we send out ships to attack them?"

These heretical practitioners in southern Xinjiang deserve to be killed.

So, shouldn't we applaud Xie Xuanyi for killing these people?

Why did the imperial court not offer a generous reward, but instead issue an order to besiege and suppress them?
"Imperial decree: Suppress the traitors."

A deep voice came from the large ship. An old cultivator in a yellow robe sat cross-legged under the mast, his eyes lowered and his long, snow-white beard, which almost touched the ground, swaying in the wind.

His voice echoed on the ship.

"Xie Xuanyi is a criminal who attempted to assassinate the late emperor ten years ago."

The yellow-robed cultivator said in a deep voice, "This order... has nothing to do with the extermination efforts in the Southern Frontier."

"Elder Zhu..."

The young disciple was even more puzzled: "I heard that Xie Xuanyi saved many people in the Southern Frontier, including some of our sect's fellow disciples..."

"Shut up!"

The yellow-robed cultivator snapped irritably, "What realm are you in? What is your status? How dare you question this matter? All disciples of Qiantian Palace, listen up! Now that you've arrived here by ship, don't ask any more questions! In this upcoming battle, don't ask any more questions, don't say any more... With Sect Master Yuwen here, we only need to hold the line and inject Yuan Power into the treasure ship!"

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere on the treasure ship became even more oppressive and solemn.

Who would want to be enemies with Xie Xuanyi, who single-handedly destroyed Yinshan?
Seven false saints.

They are all beings who have transcended the Yin God realm, and are only one step away from becoming Yang Gods.

Seven pseudo-saints were all killed by Xie Xuanyi alone!

Even if all of these young disciples were to be deployed, what could they possibly achieve? Without the accumulated Yang God foundation built over thousands of years, Qian Tian Palace might not be much stronger than Yin Mountain.

After Elder Zhu finished speaking.

The disciples on the treasure ship indeed said nothing more.

The massive ship slowly came to a stop directly above Yinshan Mountain. Its dragon-embroidered banner fluttered, radiating brilliant golden light that forcefully dispersed the thick, dark clouds that had gathered overhead. The entire treasure ship transformed into a sun, hanging high in the sky. At the bow of the ship stood a middle-aged man in bright yellow robes. This was none other than Yuwen Bo, the current master of the Qiantian Palace. Although he appeared middle-aged, he was already a hundred years old, a true overlord. Beside Yuwen Bo followed a gaunt servant dressed in black. This man was strangely dressed, wearing a huge bamboo hat to conceal his face, and heavy iron chains bound his feet.

"Xie Xuanyi."

Yuwen Bo stood with his hands behind his back, exuding an imposing aura without anger. Just by standing there, he commanded a strong sense of oppression.

The sound, like a grand and resounding bell, echoed far and wide—and a sliver of sunlight descended.

After the treasure ship formation was activated, the holy light of the Qian Tian Palace's coiled dragon banner poured out, locking onto the suspended black flying sword.

Xie Xuanyi raised his head and squinted slightly.

The holy light was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it.

Many years ago, he explored the four realms of swordsmanship and visited the Qiantian Palace.

Yuwen Bo, the sect leader of Qiantian Palace, was a hero of his time, and he once drank with him.

However... it's obvious that Yuwen Bo didn't invite me to drink today. This large ship is imposing, and although the disciples on board are silent, they exude a heavy fighting spirit. The great formation has already been ignited, and the spirit stones are burning fiercely. Perhaps the small talk at this moment is just a polite greeting.

"Sect Leader Yuwen arrived far too quickly."

Xie Xuanyi summoned the Domain of Annihilation, enveloping himself, and the blazing light of the Panlong Banner was completely deflected.

The flying sword slowly ascended, eventually reaching the same height as the large ship.

Hundreds of feet apart.

He met Yuwen Bo's gaze.

Ye Zu had said he would buy himself a day… The battle to slaughter Yinshan had taken a whole night, so he should still have time. If he wasn't mistaken, something unexpected must have happened at Hundred Flowers Valley, and news about him had already spread throughout the four realms of Da Chu.

"Everyone in the world knows about you."

Yuwen Bo lowered his eyes and said meaningfully, "The Empress's decree has been issued... It won't be long before the other holy lands arrive one after another."

"Is it?"

Xie Xuanyi's expression remained unchanged, and he chuckled softly: "Sect Leader Yuwen, are you here to kill me?"

The voice just fell.

Within the sacred realm of the dantian, however, came Xuanming's calm and collected voice.

"In my opinion, you're overthinking it."

"This guy has no intention of killing you."

Xuanming was not interested in the battle of Yinshan, but after the treasure ship of Qiantian Palace appeared, he watched it with his divine sense the whole time.

The "coiled dragon flag" of Qiantian Palace is very interesting.

A thousand years ago.

The pattern on this banner is very meaningful and has a complex origin. If I'm not mistaken, the creator of this "Qiantian Palace" should be one of Bai Ze's close friends.

What Xuanming found most interesting was the servant beside Yuwen Bo.

This is a powerful demon with a small amount of dragon blood.

According to the rules of the world, this great demon should be respectfully addressed as "Great Venerable". This great demon relied on the bloodline of the dragon to complete the advancement to the Yang God realm, but because of the shackles and chains, it fell back to its current realm after the advancement and is now in a very awkward realm.

"..."

As expected, Xuanming finished speaking.

Yuwen Bo fell into a long silence.

He was actually very happy to see Xie Xuanyi again.

But at the same time, it's also a pity...

When the two met, Yuwen Bo glanced at the young man and immediately realized that his cultivation level was below the Yang Shen realm.

Although Xie Xuanyi had abundant blood and energy and a full divine embryo, his "Destruction Domain" was not yet fully formed and was still in the embryonic stage of the Great Dao.

The news that Xie Xuanyi had killed seven pseudo-saints spread like wildfire.

Many people say that Xie Xuanyi has advanced to become a Yang God.

Yuwen Bo also harbored this expectation.

Unfortunately.

Xie Xuanyi did not complete the promotion.

"You shouldn't have revealed your identity."

With a hint of reluctance, Yuwen Bo slowly said, "With your talent, if you cultivate for another ten years, who will be your match? At that time, even if Renshou Palace really wants to cause you trouble... they will have to think twice."

"Some things are beyond our control."

Xie Xuanyi didn't explain, he just shook his head.

The Battle of the Abyss.

He had no chance of hiding his identity.

If he wanted to save the people of Da Chu who had been pushed into the fire by the Paper Dolls, he only had one path to choose from.

Regarding what happened in southern Xinjiang...

Yuwen Bo had already learned this from the sect elders.

"Feel sorry."

He looked at Xie Xuanyi and said sincerely, "There are some things I have no choice but to do. Once the decree was issued and the situation became overwhelming, Qiantian Palace had no choice but to comply."

Apart from that initial greeting.

All other conversations between the two were conducted through telepathy.

In the eyes of outsiders.

Yuwen Bo and Xie Xuanyi stared at each other for a moment before breaking the silence. Yuwen Bo did not make a move himself, but instead waved his sleeve, and the black-clad servant wearing shackles suddenly leaped off the large ship.

"?!"

Xie Xuanyi's pupils contracted.

A powerful, demonic aura burst forth from the black-clad servant.

This is actually a powerful demon!
The Great Demon Guarding the Mountain of Qiantian Palace!
The great demon's clothes were completely torn apart, revealing its demonic form: a jackal's body and a dragon's head. If it were to unleash its true form on that treasure ship, the ship would probably be torn apart in an instant!

“Yazi”.

Xuanming uttered two words, his voice laced with sneer, "Still a Yazi with impure blood. I never thought the Great Sage Chilong would actually leave behind bloodline descendants and a legacy for the human race..."

Xie Xuanyi raised his flying sword and began to move.

As Yazi raised its claws and brought them down, the space in its palm distorted, faintly containing the "Daoist intent"!
But in the instant of colliding with the flying sword—

珰!
Golden light burst forth.

A look of disbelief flashed in the eyes of the Yazi Demon. He never expected that this black-clad swordsman who had not yet advanced to the Yang God realm could actually block his attack, which contained the Dao intent!
The Domain of Annihilation is domineering enough!

the most important……

The moment the two collided, the Yazi Demon felt a momentary blankness in its "Great Dao"! It seemed to be suppressed by some incredible power!

Because of bloodline inheritance.

The spirit of Yazi contains divine treasures left by its ancestors.

Regarding events that occurred a thousand years ago, human cultivators chose to record them in "historical annals" for posterity. Demon cultivators, on the other hand, engraved them into their divine seas, inheriting and passing them down through bloodlines. Although their exchange was only a fleeting moment, Ya Zi immediately found the source of this incredible power deep within his bloodline.

"Yuan Tun?!"

The great demon twisted its body, raised its palm, and looked at the crack in its palm caused by the sword energy, its voice filled with shock.

"Yuan Tun..."

Yuwen Bo raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised.

He knew that the Bai Ze Cave had appeared in the Southern Frontier, and that this great fortune was ultimately obtained by Xie Xuanyi.

only……

The higher the level of a supernatural power, the more time is required for contemplation and understanding.

How could Xie Xuanyi, who had just obtained the "Yuan Tun Inheritance," be able to apply it in actual combat?
"interesting."

Yuwen Bo shook his robes, leaped from the large ship, and stepped on Ya Zi's head.

He focused his mind and gently exerted his strength.

With a clear roar, the great demon swept in once more. This time, it no longer savagely crashed into the sky with its demonic body, but instead soared high into the heavens. The entire treasure ship radiated endless brilliance, and a magnificent Dao domain unfolded. The coiled dragon banner fluttered and roared, and all directions were plunged into chaos!

(End of this chapter)