Borrowing a sword

Chapter 260 Heavy snow weighs down the green pine, yet the green pine stands tall and straight [Edited]

Tidal Bay, within the Black Moon Formation.

The leader of the Black Moon Cult sensed the situation on Zi Fan's side and said, "Huh? Lu Pan chose to send the three juniors away, out of the area covered by the Yin Vein, and then formed an array to block them alone."

"I don't understand why he chose the most meaningless path."

"Could it be that because the Vice Leader has only summoned three banner spirits, he feels he has a fighting chance?"

“But the banner spirit has six paths, and each of them is at a higher level than him.”

"The difference in strength between the two sides is too great, and he also possesses the Myriad Soul Banner."

"He couldn't hold on for thirty breaths in this manner."

"Thirty breaths later, Chu Huaixu and the others were still trapped with nowhere to go!"

"Why bother?"

Jiang Zhi's expression grew increasingly cold.

But his heart began to grow calmer and calmer.

It was so quiet it felt like a deathly stillness!
"You mean, you gave him the Six Paths Banner Spirit?" he suddenly asked.

"Yes, after all, I'm facing you. If I give him too many banner spirits, I'm not confident I can hold you back."

"So, you only gave him the Six Paths Banner Spirit," Jiang Zhi said again, but the information and meaning conveyed in his words had changed.

This caused the eyes beneath the bronze mask to narrow involuntarily.

And Lu Pan.
As his junior uncle, he understood Lu Pan's "Cage of Heaven and Earth".

With his eighth-realm status, he forcibly relied on forming an array to absorb power comparable to the power of origin.
This is stealing the power of the Heavenly Dao!
Only a master of array formations would dare to do such a thing.

But this is troublesome; if it goes on for too long, it might actually exhaust one's lifespan!

"According to him, there are a total of six banner spirits."

This junior master of the Taoist sect had a bad feeling.

Jiang Zhi's temples began to ache more and more, and her head began to hurt more and more.

It's happening again! It's happening again!!!
It's that same feeling of helplessness again, like you can't do anything.

"If that's the case, then..."

The next moment, his eyes began to turn crimson.

A terrifying aura began to spread throughout his body.

Within the Sword Domain [Killing], the vengeful spirits behind him, who had been trying to drag him out of this hellish realm, pulled him right in.

Or rather, he entered voluntarily.

The man wearing the bronze mask immediately spoke up: "Possessed by demons?"

"Enchanted!"

"Hahaha! The junior uncle of the Daoist sect, one of the four great righteous sects, has actually fallen into the demonic path! Hahahahahaha!"

The leader of the Black Moon Cult let out a hearty laugh.

Guanghan Cliff, inside the [Heaven and Earth Cage] formation.

Lu Pan floated in the air, as if a god had descended, majestic and awe-inspiring.

This astonishing power is actually infinitely close to the [Original Power] transformed by the Heavenly Dao.

His domain also merged with this great formation.

Lu Pan once again formed a hand seal with one hand and uttered, "Break."

The connection between the three banner spirits was severed instantly, and the opponent's clumsy formation was directly broken.

But as the oldest among the current generation of high-ranking Taoists, he quickly aged even more.

No other means or formations can completely lock down the power of the evil cultivator and the banner spirit in front of us.

Even if only a small amount leaks out, it's not something Chu Huaixu and the others are qualified to bear.

Having found himself at a disadvantage, Lu Pan had no other choice but to use formations to "steal the power of the Heavenly Dao"!
But this formation, just like its name suggests, can only be a small world, or rather, a fixed area.

Lu Pan couldn't lead Chu Huaixu and the others to retreat while fighting; otherwise, he wouldn't be able to use such tactics and would definitely be no match for the enemy.

If they fail to block the attack, the aftershocks of the eighth realm's spiritual energy will be enough to kill Chu Huaixu and the others!
If he were to be distracted protecting three “burdens,” he himself would most likely not survive either.

Therefore, his choice was to send them away first, and then, as he had said before, imprison them, thus imprisoning himself as well!
It all comes down to who can hold out longer.

Do your best and leave the rest to fate!

But at this moment, I am in charge of this little world.
"Destiny is in my hands!!!"

At this moment, the vice-leader, who was holding the black banner, showed a look of horror on his face.

"Are you out of your mind?!" he shouted.

He never imagined that someone in such a high position, possessing everything, could be so decisive.

Knowing there's no hope of getting help, are they still willing to risk their lives here?
Without making any probing moves, leaving no room for error or compromise, they went all out from the start, leaving neither side any way out.
Despite being a heretical cultivator, he suddenly felt—are all the Taoists crazy?
He had been watching when Chu Huaixu made his move earlier.

They'll use a move that hurts the enemy a thousand while damaging themselves eight hundred, all at the slightest provocation.

Why do they all treat themselves like this?

Is this the lineage of your Taoist sect?

"You really don't value your own life at all!" he shouted.

"You're the one who's going to die," Lu Pan, his white hair flying in the wind, said calmly.

"Eighth-level evil cultivators can even use the immortal treasures of Kunlun Grotto-heaven, and the banner spirit even has a Nascent Soul stage existence."

“Your Black Moon Cult must have a far-reaching plan, and I fear there is some earth-shattering conspiracy that could bring disaster to the world.”

This matter concerns the Kunlun Grotto Heaven, a great calamity for heaven and earth. How could Lu Pan not be cautious?
Chu Huaixu was someone he was determined to protect, and he couldn't allow anything to happen to this newly accepted disciple. His safety was no longer just a matter for the Daoist sect.

Now it's just a matter of who can last until the end.

"I am an elder in charge of law enforcement for the Daoist sect!"

"Today, I will remove your mask and see what kind of charlatan lies beneath it!"

"Guanghan Cliff is an area under the jurisdiction of our Taoist sect."

"You dare to step in!" he roared, his voice like thunder from the heavens, a divine punishment descending from the sky!
The vice leader of the Black Moon Cult felt the might of heaven pressing down on him, a surging force that almost made him kneel on the ground.

He needs to rely on the black banner in his hand to barely keep going.

"I thought three banners would be enough to suppress you, but I never expected you would be willing to fight to the death and ruin our sect's grand plan!" The short man gritted his teeth.

"Then I'll show you the limits of this banner!"

Three plumes of black smoke appeared, and then three more banner spirits emerged from them.

Two more Nascent Soul stage cultivators and one eighth realm cultivator.

What's even more terrifying is that they are all at the Great Perfection realm! All of them are at a higher level than Lu Pan!
In this situation, under normal circumstances, as long as you don't have the power of origin within you, even if you have reached the Great Perfection of the Eighth Realm of cultivation, you will still die!
But the vice-leader felt a pang of heartache: "These are all banners and spirits bestowed upon me by the leader."

Each broken bone is more painful than cutting off a piece of his own flesh.

For him, these were the only things he needed to be able to roam freely below the Ninth Realm.

This Taoist elder, whose authority was as unpredictable as the heavens, was now in charge of divine punishment.

I wonder what kind of madman, or what kind of extraordinary talent, could have researched such a heaven-defying array!
The Black Moon Cult's vice leader knew he couldn't escape unscathed; one of them would surely die!
Now, let's see how long he can hold out in this "Cage of Heaven and Earth" that has suffered the backlash from the Heavenly Dao.

Lu Pan, who was floating in the air and acting as the executor of Heaven's punishment, showed a faint smile on his face after seeing the three newly emerged banner spirits.

"If you only have three banner spirits, I feel that it would be a bad deal to suffer the backlash from the Heavenly Dao."

Lu Pan held the long spear horizontally in front of him.

"The primordial spirit cannot be killed, but the spirit of this banner can be destroyed!"

Killing six banner spirits that posed a great threat to the human world was enough to make the effort worthwhile!

He sensed his current state, and in a flash, he pierced through a Nascent Soul stage banner spirit with a single spear thrust.

This shot was simple and unadorned, yet it embodied the profound truth of simplicity.

He is the law enforcement elder, the most disciplined person in the Taoist sect.

But at this moment, within this cage of heaven and earth, it seems that what he controls is no longer the rules, but the laws?

The banner spirit is like a thin sheet of paper, easily broken.

This strength, which is almost at the ninth realm, is actually no less than Jiang Zhi's without using the [Power of Origin]!

Heaven and earth are his array.

Within this area, even a speck of dust is part of his array!
At this very moment, the Lu Pan Formation is omnipresent!

"How is this possible!" the vice-leader exclaimed, a sense of fear rising in his heart.

The sense of oppression was overwhelming.

Fortunately, Lu Pan's body also began to shrivel up a bit.

He poured his spiritual power into the black banner, and immediately black mist enveloped the surroundings, trying to absorb Lu Pan's essence and blood and refine his soul.

"end!"

Lu Pan spoke, and once again, his words became law.

The black mist solidified directly in mid-air.

The pupils beneath the mask of the Black Moon Cult's vice leader trembled slightly.

He slapped his storage bag and took out a long, dark gray whip. This was his natal magical weapon, named—the Witch Serpent.

Lu Pan, holding a long spear, swept it away at the oncoming whip.

"broken!"

Another banner spirit shattered and vanished.

As time passed, one banner spirit after another was destroyed, emitting sounds like ghosts wailing and wolves howling.

They possess many supernatural powers, but at this moment they are completely imprisoned.

This small world seems to be the one in front of us, an incredibly withered old man, who holds the reins of the rules!

The short deputy leader began to consider resigning.

"Damn it!"

But his feet seemed rooted to the spot, and he couldn't move an inch.

"Prisoner!"

Lu Pan spoke again, but blood began to trickle from the corner of his mouth.

His eyes were becoming increasingly cloudy.

He wouldn't want to die if given the chance.

"Now it seems that the black banner is strange, blocking communication and preventing me from sending messages to the inside of the gate."

"Why not destroy it first!" Lu Pan thought to himself.

The vice leader of the Black Moon Cult was completely unable to cope with his renewed attack.

All he could do was use the banner spirits as his consumables, constantly using them to buy time.

Until the last banner spirit fell, Lu Pan, holding a gun in one hand, had already flown in front of him.

The skin of the Pine and Cypress Taoist was completely withered, and his eyes were particularly cloudy.

His head was full of silver hair, which looked very dry, like weeds in winter.

Life is almost gone, but the backlash from Heaven is intensifying.

However, the spear thrust forward, aiming to remove the cult leader's mask!
However, this wooden mask was actually connected to the flesh of the heretical cultivator.

Along with it, the entire face of this evil cultivator was also torn off!

The vice-leader let out a shrill scream.

Then, he took out a talisman.

It is unknown what secret technique was used, but his whole body began to gradually melt, turning into a pool of black water.

"I told you, you can't leave this place!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Pan looked up at the sky.

A few of the heavy snowflakes that had been suspended in the air seemed to have loosened and slowly fell from the sky.

The shaft of the spear in his hand, called "Lone Warrior," began to crack.

Lu Pan immediately sighed softly.

The pool of black water on the ground seemed to realize something as well.

It immediately retaliated.

Lu Pan thrust his spear forward.

The blue and black light intertwined, and everything became indistinct in an instant.

When the light faded, the pool of black water turned into wisps of black smoke, dissipating in all directions.

The spear pierced the black banner.

The black banner also began to gradually fade away.

Lu Pan swayed precariously, and the spear in his hand shattered completely, breaking into two pieces.

The tip of the gun fell to the ground, and he held the other half of the gun butt, supporting himself on the ground.

With extreme difficulty, he stiffly turned his head to look in the direction of Chu Huaixu and the others. With his last bit of strength, he spread his divine sense to investigate the surrounding situation, confirming that there were still Wuxie cultivators hiding here. He had considered everything very thoroughly.

The snowflakes that had been suspended in mid-air suddenly fell from the sky and landed on him, covering him completely with ice and snow.

The snow completely covered his pale, dry hair.

The Pine and Cypress Taoist stood motionless in the snow.

—[Heavy snow weighs down the green pine, yet the green pine stands tall and straight.]

At Tidal Bay, within the Black Moon Formation.

The situation here is somewhat one-sided. Jiang Zhi, who voluntarily fell into the demonic path, is like a madman, but his strength is truly frightening, much stronger than before!

The leader of the Black Moon Cult was already struggling to stay afloat.

Fanling was continuously slaughtered by Jiang Zhi!

After a moment, he suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, as if he had suffered a backlash.

"The banner is destroyed!" He looked incredulous.

"This is impossible, this is impossible!"

"As long as it doesn't contain the power of origin, even someone at the peak of the eighth realm will die!"

Moreover, everything happened too fast.

How could Lu Pan make the decision to sacrifice himself for his country in such a short time!

"Damn it!"

"This level of cultivation is hard-won."

"After years of arduous cultivation, he has failed to appreciate his current position."

"How could they value their own lives so little?!"

At Guanghan Cliff.

The backlash from Heaven continues.

He failed to break the great formation here.

Anyone who gets close to him at this moment will suffer the backlash!
Lu Pan's eyes grew increasingly heavy, and more and more snow accumulated on his body.

The Pine and Cypress Taoist stood tall in the snow, his face almost completely covered by snow.

"Never mind," he said with a weak laugh.

"That's enough!" he repeated, this time with a stronger voice.

Chu Huaixu, a hundred miles away, heard the last sound.

The voice was so gentle, even tender.

“Huai Xu is my disciple.”

"I have agreed to teach you the Dao of Formations, but from now on you will have to figure it out on your own."

The Taoist elders who enforce the law always keep their word.

"It is I who cannot keep my promise."

The elder in charge of law enforcement had the character "law" engraved on his token at his waist.

Two array jade slips appeared and, along with the token, transformed into streams of light, flying into the distance and hovering in front of Chu Huaixu.

"Am I really going to leave like this?" A hint of resentment appeared in Lu Pan's cloudy eyes.

Even so, there is still a sense of resentment.

But when I think about how, in this desperate situation, I killed an evil cultivator at the eighth realm and the Six Paths Banner Spirit, it was worth it, it was worth it.

He was holding half a spear in his hand, using it to support his body, while the other half lay broken on the ground.

He was too weak to lift his head, so he glanced down at the broken gun.

"Then let's go home."

The broken spear instantly transformed into a streak of light.

The body of the Pine and Cypress Taoist began to turn to ashes.

The next moment, a terrifying roar came.

The entire Guanghan Cliff collapsed instantly!

In the dense forest several miles away from Guanghan Cliff, Chu Huaixu looked at the jade slip floating in front of him and the token engraved with the character "Fa" (法), his expression growing increasingly grim.

They watched helplessly as Guanghan Cliff collapsed with a deafening roar.

Immediately afterwards, these pebbles all began to turn into ashes!
The entire cliff disappeared into the world along with Lu Pan.

"how so!"

"Why!"

Chu Huaixu gritted his teeth.

What puzzled him even more was: "Lu Pan shouldn't have died here."

Before he transmigrated, this law enforcement elder was still living a perfectly good life in "Borrowing Swords," with nothing happening to him, and he was always punishing those lawless Taoist players who were like idiots.

Among these high-ranking members of the Taoist sect, the only one who died in the game's storyline that he experienced was his master, Shen Man!
(End of this chapter)