Misery: There is a pawn shop here

Chapter 163 One Sword Immortal Kneels
As the war drums of the Demon Realm shattered the vast sea, it was the time for the Dao and Demon Realms to fight to the death. The Nine Calamities Queen stood atop the Demon City, her Wolf King Bow spitting out crimson flames. The crimson flames became arrows, transforming into world-burning calamity light. With a single thrust, she pierced the sky, rewriting the balance of power between the righteous and demonic realms with her first move. Lian Emei, who controlled Ping Mountain, already had her internal energy imbalanced due to gravity. Facing this deadly attack, she could only barely muster her strength to block it, and was immediately injured.

"Pfft!" Lian Emei's body swayed, and Ping Shan nearly fell straight to the ground.

"Yunren!" Buddha Sword Fenshuo's expression suddenly hardened as he looked toward the source of the crimson fire.

"It's alright, don't worry about me." Lian Emei forced herself to stand up, a sickly flush rising on her pale face. "Now that our objective has been achieved, you should work with Yu Renfeijing and Mu Shaoai to rescue everyone from the Vast Sea. I will provide support from outside." As she spoke, she quickly pressed several acupoints on her body to stop the bleeding.

Buddha Sword Fenshuo gave Lian Emei a deep look, knowing that this was not the time to hesitate. He clasped his hands together, chanted a Buddhist prayer, and then leaped down Ping Mountain like a golden streak of light, heading straight for the battlefield of the vast sea.

Within the vast sea, Mount Ping stirred, its gravity shifted, and the battle formation trembled. Tan Wuyu knew something was amiss, but unsure if the objective on Mount Ping had been achieved, he hesitated to issue a retreat order. After a brief period of adjustment, the Dao and Demon factions clashed again. At that moment, a massive blade of energy swept across the battlefield—it was—

"Yama Hanba!"

The arrival of the demons from another realm brought a dramatic reversal of fortune. Yama, the Drought Demon, unleashed a terrifying demonic power, sending waves of demonic energy sweeping across the battlefield. Liu Sanfen and Sheng Shaole, unable to withstand its might, instantly exploded and died. Jin Bazhen was also severely injured and collapsed. At this moment, the white-haired swordsman, covered in blood, arrived and barely managed to snatch Jin Bazhen from Mo Ci'er's hands, but he himself was also surrounded. Xi Mie Tianlai was hot on his heels, and the rest of the group were all forced back several steps by the power of Yama's attack.

"Yama, the Drought Demon, and the black-robed demon—this time it's going to be tough." Tan Wuyu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the white-haired swordsman, and a thoughtful light flashed in his eyes.

"Today, you will all be buried together in the vast ocean!"

With a single swing of the Desolate God Slash, Yama Hanba cut off the righteous path's retreat. In addition, demon generals pressed forward from the front, and there was also a powerful expert like Xi Mie Tianlai, who was no less formidable than Yama Hanba, to provide support.

Though they were silent and unafraid of death, everyone knew that this battle was nearing its end.

Just at this critical moment, white feathers fluttered down, and silver needles flashed like lightning. Mu Shaoai and Yu Renfeijing finally arrived to provide reinforcements. Mu Shaoai's silver needles disrupted the battle wherever they passed. Yu Renfeijing then unleashed his Seven Wings Blade Technique, his figure as swift as lightning, his blade flashing like a bolt of lightning, aiming straight for Yanmo Hanba's face.

"Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, it's utterly overestimating its own strength!"

Seeing this, Yanmo Hanba sneered disdainfully, swinging her sword to meet the attack. Her sword strike was like a tidal wave, completely shattering Yuren Feijing's sword light. Yuren Feijing felt a tremendous force, his chest heaving, and blood blossomed on his white robe. However, the swordsman, to protect his friends and fight for their lives, advanced instead of retreating, buying everyone a chance to break through.

"What a spirit!" A hint of admiration flashed in Yama's eyes, but he still showed no mercy in his attack. "Die!"

On the other side, Xi Mie Tianlai was about to make a move when a figure descended from the sky, a Buddhist holy artifact radiating boundless brilliance, coming to slay sins and vanquish demons.

"Buddha Sword Discourse!" With one palm strike, the Buddha's tablet sank three feet into the ground. However, with a backhand strike, the power was terrifying. Buddha Sword Discourse did not fight it head-on, but leaped to dodge and retreated with the others.

"If you manage to escape, wouldn't that be a huge joke!"

Teng Xielang's eyes flashed with ruthlessness. A group of demon generals surrounded them, and Tan Wuyu and the white-haired swordsman exchanged glances. Without a word, their swords combined, unleashing a devastating attack—

"Ming Sheng Sword Technique!"

The two geniuses, Sun and Moon, wielding the Ming Sheng Sword Technique, swept away the demonic dust with extraordinary power. Although they were only working together, their single sword strike forced back a group of demon generals. The gap in the encirclement that was forcibly torn open became one of the few chances for everyone to escape. However, even so, the demon generals' counterattacks severely injured the righteous path members, who staggered and retreated towards the edge of the vast sea. However, the pursuers from the otherworldly demon realm were hot on their heels and were getting closer.

Tan Wuyu, at the very back of the group, watched the approaching demonic soldiers and generals, and the scene in the pawnshop flashed through his mind. "That sword move, what an imposing name..."

"A one-time use skill scroll, effective only once, lasting for five breaths."

"Huh? And this price?!"

"There's a pawnshop that's always honest and fair to everyone, young and old. Since it's priced like this, it must be a great deal. I suggest you exchange it for one; it might save your lives in a critical moment, haha."

"Ok?"

It seems we should give it a try.

With a decisive thought, Tan Wuyu's mind raced, and the chain pattern on his wrist emitted streaks of red light. A scroll-like object vanished from Tan Wuyu's mind.

The Immortal with One Sword Kneels...

Let me offer my opinion: do you live up to such a domineering name?

As the Phoenix Flow Sword rose, Tan Wuyu's mind was now empty except for the sword!
The immortal knelt before the swordsman!

"drink!"

Tan Wuyu had expected a tremendous burst of sword energy, but the sword strike was utterly unremarkable, not even stirring up a wisp of wind. He was taken aback, a question flashing through his mind: Could it be that his luck was so bad that he encountered a counterfeit item on the very first sale at his pawnshop?

However, the next moment, a scene that shocked him occurred. The soldiers of the Otherworld Demon Realm all dropped their weapons, knelt on one knee, and clasped their hands together as if they were holding something. Their faces were also filled with disbelief. Among them were even figures like Yama Hanba and Xi Mie Tianlai.

"This is?!"

Five breaths passed in the blink of an eye. Although Tan Wuyu bought five breaths for everyone, he and the demon pursuers also stopped for five breaths. After realizing what had happened, Tan Wuyu disregarded his own injuries and forced his way out, leaving the otherworldly demons who had not yet recovered in a daze.

"That was just now..." Mo Ci'er murmured to herself, watching Tan Wuyu's departing figure.

"How could that be? I just..." Teng Xielang asked, his face full of confusion, "What kind of evil magic was that?"

Just as the demon generals were exchanging bewildered glances, Yama, the Drought Demon, roared like thunder: "What are you all standing there for! Kill!"

The Yama Drought Demon's killing intent surged, and demonic energy overflowed, carbonizing the sand beneath her feet: "Tan Wuyu, I will tear you to pieces!"

Even if it was only five breaths, it was still a great humiliation for Yama Hanba. He would not be able to quell the hatred in his heart until he tore Tan Wuyu to pieces!
However, at that very moment, Ping Shan appeared again in the sky above the vast sea, and with a palm strike, he cut off the Demon Lord's pursuit!

(End of this chapter)