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Chapter 149 A sword, a word! Wherever they stood, an insurmountable chasm lay!

Seeing Yang Xiao being slapped twice in a row, Yin Tianzheng, the White-browed Eagle King of the Ming Cult, couldn't help but frown.

Killing someone is just a matter of beheading them. Yang Xiao is now, after all, the acting leader of the Ming Cult, even though this title is only self-proclaimed by Yang Xiao.

However, disregarding his status as acting leader, Yang Xiao was also the Left Protector of the Ming Cult.

Now, he was slapped in the face by Miejue in front of the six major sects and many disciples of the Ming Cult. Such behavior was undoubtedly a slap in the face to the Ming Cult.

Not to mention that the Ming Cult is now on the verge of collapse.

If Yang Xiao really gets into trouble, how can he deal with the six major sects on his own?

Therefore, after letting out a low growl of "This is too much!", Yin Tianzheng's imposing figure suddenly transformed into a gigantic gray-white shadow that tore through the void.

He leaped into the air, charging towards the location where Abbess Miejue and Yang Xiao were fighting in the arena, like a great eagle.

While still in the air, the five fingers of his right hand formed a claw, and the force concentrated between the five fingers, tearing through the gale.

However, in response to Yin Tianzheng's actions, Abbess Juechen, who had been on guard, suddenly let out a cold snort.

"Do you think my Emei Sect has no one to rely on?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Abbess Juechen took a step forward, her body spinning like a spinning top as she darted into the air like a ghost.

In the blink of an eye, he covered a distance of four zhang and appeared in front of Yin Tianzheng, suddenly throwing the scabbard in his hand at Yin Tianzheng's hand.

Her movements were so strange and swift that they were almost identical to the ghostly footwork that Abbess Miejue had used when she fought Yang Xiao.

"Ok?"

Yin Tian was already furious when he was suddenly stopped, which only added fuel to the fire.

With his wrist bent inward, he enveloped his right claw with true energy and reached for the scabbard.

As the five fingers collided with the scabbard, a powerful force emanated from the scabbard, colliding with the force emanating from Yin Tianzheng's fingertips.

Immediately afterwards, the two bodies paused briefly in mid-air before quickly separating and landing back on the ground.

Before the six major sects, Master Kongzhi of Shaolin noticed the movement technique displayed by Abbess Juechen and his eyes narrowed.

On the night of the attack by the Green-Winged Bat King Wei Yixiao, Kongzhi discovered that the lightness skill used by Abbess Miejue was extremely advanced. In terms of speed and explosiveness alone, it was no less than that of the Green-Winged Bat King Wei Yixiao.

Kongzhi originally thought that Abbess Miejue had had other opportunities over the years and had learned more advanced lightness skills.

But now, looking at Abbess Juechen's movements, it turns out she also knows this kind of light-body technique.

After a moment's thought, Master Kongzhi looked at Song Yuanqiao to the side.

"Sect Leader Song, I don't recall ever discovering before that the Emei Sect possesses such advanced lightness skills. Have you ever heard of them?"

Upon hearing Master Kongzhi's question, He Taichong and the others also turned to look at Song Yuanqiao.

Clearly, everyone was also curious about the lightness skills of Abbess Miejue and Abbess Juechen.

Meeting their gazes, Song Yuanqiao shook his head.

"To be honest, I, like you all, was unaware that the Emei Sect possessed such advanced lightness skills."

At this point, Song Yuanqiao paused, then continued, "However, my master once said that the founder of the Emei Sect, the heroine Guo Xiang, came from an extraordinary background. Her family's academic lineage was profound. Her father was the famous hero Guo Jing, whose cultivation was earth-shattering and who was also skilled in the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms."

"His mother, Huang Rong, the leader of the Huang Clan, inherited all the true teachings of her father, 'Eastern Heretic' Huang Yaoshi. Her wisdom, strategy, and martial arts were all unparalleled in the world. The martial arts of Peach Blossom Island were profound, extensive, unpredictable, and unmatched in the martial arts world for decades."

"The heroine Guo Xiang was blessed with the unique skills of two families. The Emei Sect must also have an extraordinary foundation. Perhaps they have had profound martial arts all along, but we just didn't know it."

Upon hearing this, Master Kongzhi's eyes flashed with a sharp light.

As the new head of Shaolin Temple, Kongzhi knows more than most people.

I also learned more about the secrets of the martial arts world from the old men at Shaolin Temple.

It's impossible not to have heard of the Five Greats from a hundred years ago, as well as Guo Jing and Huang Rong.

Upon hearing what Song Yuanqiao said, they immediately realized what he meant.

He immediately put his hands together and said, "I see. I almost forgot. The founder of the Emei Sect was a man of great background. It is normal that he was able to leave behind some exquisite and superior martial arts."

It's not just about emptiness and wisdom.

He Taichong and the others on the side suddenly remembered Guo Xiang's identity.

With this in mind, He Taichong and the others felt relieved.

As the two landed, Abbess Juechen leaned forward and, with a light tap of her toes, blocked Yin Tianzheng's path once again.

Seeing that Abbess Juechen was blocking his way again, Yin Tianzheng's eyes widened in anger, his beard and hair bristled like a raging lion, and his powerful and domineering true essence burst forth.

"Get out of the way!" With a deafening roar, Yin Tianzheng's burly body swooped out once again like a giant eagle hunting its prey.

But this time, Yin Tianzheng was faster and more aggressive.

His arms were like the outstretched steel wings of a giant eagle, his ten fingers spread wide, each finger's muscles twisted like steel, his fingertips flashing with cold light, tearing through the air with a sharp, piercing whistle.

Before the claws even arrived, the force they generated had already reached the target, causing Abbess Juechen's robes to flutter continuously.

As the fingertips pierced the air, they carried the momentum of a hawk soaring through the sky, leaving no doubt that once these two claws landed, they could tear Abbess Juechen in two.

Faced with Yin Tianzheng's ruthless move, Abbess Juechen narrowed her eyes and instantly released her true essence.

The moment the longsword was drawn, a flash of snow light appeared, meeting Yin Tianzheng's claws head-on.

When the sword blade touched the eagle's talons, a clanging sound of metal clashing was heard.

In just three breaths, the two had already exchanged more than a dozen blows.

To the surprise of Song Yuanqiao, Master Kongzhi, and others, Abbess Juechen, who was facing Yin Tianzheng alone, did not lose the battle.

Looking at Yang Xiao and Yin Tianzheng, who were both locked in a fierce battle, the two factions had different thoughts.

Currently, Yang Xiao, the strongest member of the Ming Cult, and Yin Tianzheng have both been stopped by Abbess Miejue and Abbess Juechen.

Without the two men joining the battle, in the eyes of He Taichong and others, the Ming Cult was now nothing more than fish on a chopping board.

If they make their move now, with several top sect leaders present, the Ming Cult members will have no chance to resist.

But what He Taichong and the others could think of, surely no one in the Ming Cult could have thought of it.

Among the Five Elements Flags of the Ming Cult, several Five Elements Flags members, whose cultivation had all reached the level of Returning to the Innate Realm, exchanged glances and spoke in unison: "Let's take action and help Eagle King and Leader Yang."

As soon as the shout fell, Wu Xing and a hundred quick-reacting Ming Cult disciples behind him used their lightness skills to raise their weapons and rush into the arena.

The target was Abbess Miejue and Abbess Juechen.

They all rushed towards the center of the field.

Seeing that the Ming Cult and others had suddenly made their move, Song Yuanqiao from the six major sects left a message saying "help" and then prepared to use the Wudang Ladder Cloud Leap to provide support.

Master Kongzhi and He Taichong, among others, were the same.

However, Song Yuanqiao and the others were a beat slow to react.

By the time Song Yuanqiao and the others set off, the Ming Cult's Five Elements Envoys and a hundred Five Elements Flag disciples were already less than three zhang away from Abbess Miejue and Abbess Juechen, who were engaged in battle.

All five forces have raised their weapons, aiming them at either Extinction or Vanishing Dust.

Faced with this scene, Abbess Miejue and Abbess Juechen's expressions turned cold, and a chilling killing intent surged in their eyes.

"Chong"

However, just as Abbess Juechen and Abbess Miejue were preparing to deal with the Five Elements that were rushing towards them...

A clear, cold, and extremely aloof sword cry suddenly resounded throughout the entire Bright Peak without any warning.

The sword's cry wasn't particularly loud or piercing, yet it seemed to contain a kind of majesty that penetrated straight to the soul and a cold, murderous will. Like a strand of ice refined from a frigid pool in the far north, it instantly overwhelmed the mountain wind and the shouts of these Ming Cult disciples, clearly penetrating deep into the eardrums of everyone in the square!

"Om~"

Accompanied by a sound like a mountain peak dancing in the air, an unstoppable sword aura...

The next instant, a dazzling sword aura, five zhang long, descended like a silver river from the heavens, striking with unparalleled precision the Ming Cult's elite vanguard that was about to reach Juechen and Miejue.

"Boom!" With a violent roar, the once incredibly hard bluestone slabs were struck as if by a giant axe swung down by a god, and a terrifying shockwave mixed with dust and gravel burst forth.

The Ming Cult disciples who were rushing towards Abbess Miejue and Abbess Juechen felt as if they had crashed into an invisible wall of energy the moment they touched this wave of energy.

What should have been inconspicuous gravel became even more terrifying than the iron beads that Xianyu Tong had previously struck with a special technique, thanks to these shockwaves and dissipating energy.

As the bodies of these Ming Cult disciples froze, the rubble, carried by the shockwave and energy, passed directly through their bodies.

Sensing something was amiss, Song Yuanqiao and the other members of the six major sects immediately gathered their energy and stopped moving forward.

A few breaths later, the dust and smoke dissipated in the mountain breeze.

Everyone's eyes turned to the area that had been covered in smoke and dust.

About two zhang away from Abbess Juechen, a terrifying sword mark, more than ten zhang long and over a foot deep, with a smooth, mirror-like cut, snaked through the center of the square at Bright Peak like a ferocious black python.

The five Five Elements Masters and dozens of elite Ming Cult disciples were also lying on the ground, some already dead, others coughing up blood, barely clinging to life.

Located in the very center of the sword mark, Gu Shaoan's clothes fluttered, his figure as swift as bamboo.

The Heaven-Slaying Sword had appeared in Gu Shaoan's right hand without him even noticing. The sword was pointing diagonally at the ground, and a layer of golden fluorescence seemed to flow across its snow-white blade.

A mountain breeze ruffled a few strands of black hair on his forehead, revealing a pair of eyes deeper than a cold pool.

He raised his gaze, his indifferent eyes sweeping over the Ming Cult disciples on the ground before gently looking at the remaining Ming Cult disciples.

In the instant when everyone fell silent, their minds completely captivated by the terrifying sword marks and the solitary figure standing before them, Gu Shaoan's lips parted slightly.

The sound, propelled by the immense true energy, clearly reached the ears of everyone present:
"Those who cross this line will die."

The voice wasn't loud, but it was resolute.

But this simple declaration, coupled with the terrifying sword mark before them, made all the Ming Cult disciples feel as if their feet had taken root, making it difficult for them to muster the courage to take another step forward. They could only stare blankly at the figure standing casually beside the sword mark in the distance.

One sword, one word! Wherever they stand, an insurmountable barrier lies!

Not only the Ming Cult, but also the other six major sects, when their eyes fell upon the shocking sword marks, let alone He Taichong and his wife, Xianyu Tong, and the Five Elders of Kongtong.

Even Song Yuanqiao and Master Kongzhi felt a chill run down their spines and couldn't help but gasp.

If the leaders of the major sects are like this, then the disciples within the six major sects are even more so.

When everyone's gaze fell upon the horrifying sword mark in the center of the arena, and then upon looking at Gu Shaoan, they felt as if their hearts had been struck by a hammer.

Meanwhile, the Emei Sect...

Looking at Gu Shaoan, who stood in the center of the arena holding a sword, Zhou Zhiruo and Yang Yan's eyes flashed.

Even Zhou Zhiruo felt her heart beating faster than usual at this moment.

A hint of intoxication welled up in those tender, watery eyes.

Gu Shaoan, standing in the center of the scene, seemed to be radiating light.

After deterring the remaining Ming Cult disciples from their wicked thoughts, Gu Shaoan turned his head to continue looking at the arena.

After lingering briefly on Abbess Miejue and Yang Xiao, Gu Shaoan's gaze fell on Abbess Juechen and Yin Tianzheng.

At this moment, Yin Tianzheng's arms were like the steel wings of a giant eagle, his ten fingers spread wide, each finger's muscles twisted like steel, his fingertips flashing with cold light, tearing through the air with a sharp whistling sound.

With both claws extended simultaneously, one above and one below, they grabbed the top of Abbess Juechen's head and the Tanzhong acupoint on her chest.

Before the claws even arrived, two powerful gusts of wind rushed towards them.

The condensed true essence gathered on the claws left no doubt that if someone were to be grabbed by Yin Tianzheng's claws, they would be torn in two immediately.

Faced with Yin Tianzheng's all-out attack, Abbess Juechen narrowed her eyes, a hint of seriousness appearing in them.

Then, with a flick of his wrist, the tip of the sword, like a plum blossom braving the snow, precisely touched Yin Tianzheng's right palm.

At the same time, as her left hand emerged from the wide sleeve, her five fingers were also bent, reaching out to grab Yin Tianzheng without dodging or avoiding.

With the infusion of true essence, Abbess Juechen's right hand emitted a pure and refined white light, like ivory polished to its extreme after thousands of years of grinding. It was clearly the result of the condensation and compression of the most refined and pure internal true essence to its extreme.

The five fingers of his left hand were like hooks, not grasping or holding, but rather like five incomparably sharp white bone needles, with a piercing whistle, precisely hooking onto Yin Tianzheng's left arm.

Yin Tianzheng sensed something was wrong and immediately mobilized his true essence to gather in his left arm, surging it continuously, in an attempt to use the true essence and energy to knock away the hand that Master Juechen had placed on his arm.

However, as Abbess Juechen exerted force with her five fingers, her hand became like a red-hot steel needle, easily piercing through the true essence that Yin Tianzheng had gathered on the surface of his arm, and stabbing fiercely into the skin, flesh, and bones of his arm.

At the same time, a burst of energy erupted from his fingertips, directly piercing through Yin Tianzheng's arm meridians.

If someone were to get closer, they would surely notice that Yin Tianzheng now has five finger-shaped holes on his left arm.

In an instant, Yin Tianzheng felt a sharp pain coming from his arm, and his left arm was completely immobile.

Decades of fighting instincts made Yin Tianzheng decisively grab at Abbess Juechen's face with his right hand, trying to force her to let go and retreat.

But before Yin Tianzheng's hand could touch Abbess Juechen, Abbess Juechen's right hand, which was on Yin Tianzheng's left arm, pushed against his arm.

This impact immediately caused Yin Tianzheng to lose his balance and stumble to the side.

Taking advantage of Yin Tianzheng's unsteady steps, Abbess Juechen raised her left hand again.

With fingers spread wide, he shot out like lightning, striking Yin Tianzheng's chest with a speed so fast that Yin Tianzheng could barely react, accompanied by a tearing sound.

"Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof!"

Suddenly, the fingers gathered at her fingertips exerted force, and five streams of energy, no less powerful than Yang Xiao's "Flick of the Finger Divine Skill," shot out from Abbess Juechen's fingertips almost simultaneously, piercing Yin Tianzheng's chest with overwhelming force and then bursting out from his back.

The remaining energy caused Yin Tianzheng to stagger back several steps before collapsing to the ground with a thud.

Standing nearby, having witnessed Abbess Juechen's actions, Gu Shaoan glanced at Abbess Juechen's left hand.

With Gu Shaoan's discerning eye, how could he not recognize that Abbess Juechen's last two attacks were clearly the "Nine Yin White Bone Claw" from the "Nine Yin Manual"?

However, the original name of the Nine Yin White Bone Claw was the Nine Yin Divine Claw and the Destroying Divine Claw. It was originally a superior and skillful claw technique. However, Mei Chaofeng, who stole it a hundred years ago, only obtained the martial art and the secret manual of the first half. Because her own strength was insufficient, she took a wrong approach and turned the Nine Yin Divine Claw into the unorthodox Nine Yin White Bone Claw.

Master Juechen cultivates the "Emei Nine Yang True Scripture," and her true essence is inherently pure, so there is no question of insufficient power.

The Nine Yin Divine Claw, activated by the true essence of the Emei Nine Yang True Scripture, had no trace of evil.

And this "Nine Yin Divine Claw" truly lives up to its reputation as a superior claw technique recorded in the "Nine Yin Manual".

Master Juechen had only reached the "entry-level" stage in the Nine Yin Divine Claw technique, but the power she unleashed in combination with her own skill was enough to crush the White-browed Eagle King.

If Abbess Juechen could cultivate the Nine Yin Divine Claw to the level of "perfect and smooth", even with her current skill, Gu Shaoan, who possesses the attribute of "indestructible diamond", would probably not be able to defend against it.

Huang Rong clearly knew the true name of this claw technique, but in the manual, she insisted on naming it "Nine Yin White Bone Claw".

Gu Shaoan guessed there were only two possibilities.

Or it could be to commemorate Mei Chaofeng, her fellow disciple.

Or it's just pure, twisted humor.

After all, she's the daughter of the Eastern Heretic, so it's perfectly normal for her to have a bit of a wicked sense of humor and a touch of evil.

With the death of the White-browed Eagle King, Abbess Juechen first turned her head to look at the sword mark at Gu Shaoan's feet, shook her head, and then turned her gaze to Abbess Miejue and Yang Xiao, whose battle was not yet over.

At this moment, Yang Xiao's face was already swollen high from the playful slaps from Miejue.

Where is the refined and handsome man I saw before?

At this moment, every time Miejue raised her hand to slap him, she would also make a sound.

"To you, the Heaven-Slaying Sword is nothing but scrap metal. If you had the Heaven-Slaying Sword, someone like you might not even be able to withstand a single blow from this humble nun. How dare you despise my Emei Divine Weapon? You deserve to be beaten."

"How dare you covet my Emei disciples, deceive them into betraying their sect and colluding with you, and attempt to ruin the relationship between Emei and Wudang? You deserve to be beaten."

"Twenty years ago, even if I were wielding the Heaven-Slaying Sword, I would not have been afraid of you, let alone my senior brother Gu Hongzi, whose strength was even greater than mine. It would have been fine if you had won by relying on a few rudimentary demonic skills and treacherous thoughts, but you even resorted to underhanded tactics and spread rumors to tarnish my senior brother's reputation. You deserve to die."

As soon as the last sentence was uttered, Miejue's body suddenly rose into the air, and her palm slammed down hard on Yang Xiao's head.

The palm force surged through Yang Xiao's body, and the terrifying power instantly caused Yang Xiao's legs to buckle uncontrollably, causing him to kneel heavily on the ground.

Thus, the once glorious Ming Cult was left without a single master.

(End of this chapter)