Sword Roaring in the Sky

Chapter 320 How do you know the real supernatural staff technique?
Sun Yanwan rushed back to the battlefield, planted the large clubs into the ground one by one, picked one up for herself, shouted, and pointed it at Ba Tianmo.

Ba Tianmo focused his mind and returned the palm strike. Sun Yanwan wielded her staff with both arms, managing to borrow a bit of the force, and her second move was slightly more powerful.

Ba Tianmo's eyes suddenly turned strange, and he exclaimed, "How do you know the true supernatural staff techniques?"

This was the first time Ba Tianmo had spoken since the start of the four-person battle.

Sun Yanwan did not reply, and the third baton arrived as scheduled, adding another point of power.

When Wuyinghou saw Sun Yanwan unleash her supernatural staff technique, he found it to be very similar to the staff technique that he and Ba Tianmo had created together with Sun Yanwan. The difference was minimal, but Sun Yanwan's supernatural staff technique was able to borrow Ba Tianmo's strength in every move. Their original staff technique did not have such a profound effect.

Wuyinghou couldn't help but sigh and exclaim, "Zhang Yuanqiao has taken on a fine disciple!"

He was deeply envious. If he had such a disciple, wouldn't he have become a grandmaster long ago?
He created the Heavenly Demon Shadowless Sword Technique five or six years ago, when his energy was still not exhausted and he was able to take the final step. Now, however, he can only sigh in despair.

Yang Diao'er put away her Ice Silkworm Fan and rushed out, grabbed a large stick, and joined Sun Yanwan in the battle.

Wuying Hou was not to be outdone. This time, the three of them joined forces and were evenly matched for the first ten or so moves. But after twenty or thirty moves, both Sun Yanwan and Yang Diao'er used their supernatural staff techniques with increasing force. The ordinary wooden staff was now imbued with a powerful aura as heavy as a mountain pressing down and as thunderous as a demon being struck.

Ba Tianmo suddenly stopped his attack, shrinking his entire body into a ball like a spinning top. He spun dozens of times in one breath, forcefully breaking through the encirclement formed by the three people working together. With a long shout, he used his lightness skill to run away.

This time, he ran a few steps and then unleashed a powerful palm strike behind him to block them. The three of them couldn't get past him for a while. However, this kind of frantic palm strike greatly affected their ability to use their lightness skills. Ba Tianmo couldn't shake off the three of them either, and the four of them fought and retreated.

Sun Yanwan observed the direction and couldn't help but exclaim, "He's trying to escape into Yanchi Lake!"

Wuyinghou launched several frantic attacks, trying to break through Ba Tianmo's palm strikes to block him, but no matter how he used his lightness skill, he couldn't get through. He could only sigh, "How can this old Ba's martial arts be so powerful?"

The four of them heard the rushing water. Sun Yanwan rushed forward several times, but Ba Tianmo ignored her and used all his lightness skill to run to the water's edge, where he leaped into the water.

Although Sun Yanwan was an expert swimmer, fighting underwater was far more dangerous than fighting on land.

Wuyinghou roamed the seas and was naturally an excellent swimmer. It was precisely because of his excellent swimming skills that he knew how dangerous the water was and would never fight with anyone underwater unless absolutely necessary.

Yang Diao'er would naturally not venture deep into the water.

The three stood on the shore and watched for a while. Sun Yanwan said in a low voice, "I still don't understand why he would kill someone. Has he really gone mad?"

Wuying Hou said, "He wants to kill me, and he wants to kill you too. What else could he be but madman?"

"If there's some hidden difficulty, or some strange and miraculous encounter, wouldn't it be more certain to succeed if we joined forces?"

Sun Yanwan pondered for a long time, still unable to understand. He then recalled the way Duanmu Xianling rushed out, which made him feel even stranger. He had treated Duanmu Xianling's injuries before, so how could he not know that this fairy from the Wutai Sect could no longer fight with people?
Even if there is a strange cold energy in the body, it is absolutely impossible to harm Ba Tianmo, so why is Ba Tianmo so afraid of it?
Sun Yanwan said in a low voice, "Let's go back to the Demon Slayer Manor first."

We cannot kill Ba Tianmo today; we will have to deal with it later.

The three of them were fast travelers, and since they didn't have to fight anyone on the return journey, they arrived back at the Demon-Slaying Manor in less than the time it takes for two incense sticks to burn. Sun Yanwan went to find Duanmu Xianling and Lu Chaoxiu first, only to find Duanmu Xianling covered in blood, clearly having struggled and suffering severe injuries. She quickly activated the Taiyi Azure Spirit Fan to heal her wounds.

This time, Yang Diao'er didn't hide her abilities and also used the Xuanming Yinsha Technique to help Duanmu Xianling expel the cold energy.

After healing Duanmu Xianling, Sun Yanwan activated the Xuanbing Treasure Mirror and, together with Yang Diao'er, drew out the cold energy from her body. Only when the cold energy in her meridians intensified did she stop and then help Lu Chaoxiu heal her injuries.

Lu Chaoxiu and Ba Tianmo clashed head-on. Although Lu Chaoxiu wasn't seriously injured, she inevitably suffered from poor blood circulation and meridian disturbances, given the vast difference in their skill levels. With Sun Yanwan's intervention, Lu Chaoxiu's minor injuries, which would have required several days of recuperation, were almost completely healed in an instant.

After being treated by Sun Yanwan and having her cold energy extracted by him and Yang Diao'er, Duanmu Xianling recovered considerably. She said in a hoarse voice, "He's afraid of the cold energy in my body..."

Sun Yanwan nodded; he could see that too. Duanmu Xianling added, "He's afraid the cold energy in my body will invade..."

Sun Yanwan stirred slightly, pondered for a while, and vaguely had some ideas, but after all, he lacked a lot of information and had never been to the Golden Light Cave, so he was still one step behind.

He comforted her gently, saying, "Fairy Duanmu, you have made great progress in cultivating the Ice Silkworm Transformation. I will recite the mental cultivation method again. If you can remember more, then you can remember more."

As Sun Yanwan recited the text, he guided his true energy. He vaguely sensed that Duanmu Xianling had begun to attempt to open the Three Cold Hidden Meridians. Clearly, this disciple of the Wutai Sect was worthy of being on the list of geniuses. Her comprehension was extraordinary, and her aptitude was first-rate.

He channeled his inner energy once, then left with Yang Diao'er.

Wuyinghou was already waiting in the living room and asked, "Is Miss Duanmu alright now?"

Sun Yanwan nodded. Wuyinghou pondered for a moment and said, "Although I didn't get anything in the Golden Light Cave, I did see more than ten murals. Those murals didn't depict martial arts, but rather how people were used to do things."

This was a very strange statement. Sun Yanwan asked, "What do you mean by using people to do something?"

After pondering for a long time, Wuyinghou said, "For example, cutting off a person's limbs and reattaching them with lotus roots, or putting a large white silkworm into someone's body, or nine people connected together, transmitting some strange internal energy to each other..."

When Sun Yanwan heard Wuyinghou describe the more than ten murals, he was stunned for a long time. He did recognize the first one; it depicted a person's limbs being cut off and reattached to lotus roots.

Well, of course, this world may not be the same as Earth. It may have similar plots but different essences.

In conclusion, these murals were indeed profound, but he had never seen them with his own eyes, and based solely on Wuyinghou's description, he could not determine exactly what they looked like.

Suddenly, a large piece of ice, as tall as two or three people, floated over on Yanchi Lake. It was crystal clear. In the center of the ice block, a monk in his forties or fifties was frozen. However, the monk's robe he wore was not of the Dalang style, but came from the Northern Yan.

The ice block was stranded on the shore. Although it was midnight, it was not the dead of winter, so the ice block gradually melted after two or three hours. However, it was too big to melt immediately.

As dawn broke and the sun slowly rose, the weather warmed up, and the large block of ice began to melt a little faster.

(End of this chapter)