There are no ancestors at all; I made them all up.

Chapter 250 One Sword Shatters Everything

The Mingxia Mountains in the twilight resembled a sleeping dragon.

Above the undulating mountains, the mirage of the Taiyin Palace had already arrived. The palace was in ruins, shrouded in black mist, and it moved over seemingly slowly but actually quickly.

suddenly!

"boom--"

A pillar of crimson fire shot into the sky, turning half the sky blood red!
Within the pillar of fire, Lie Fenyun, dressed in a crimson robe, had his crimson hair dancing wildly. Nine fiery dragons circled around his body. With a push of his palms, the fire dragons roared, and waves of heat that could scorch mountains and boil seas rolled out, carving deep scorch marks into the ground.

"You little devil, how dare you run wild in my Eastern Spirit territory? Go back to the Southern Continent and eat dirt!" He laughed wildly, urging the domineering Nine Dragon Flames to envelop all directions, as if to burn away all the filth in front of him.

Across from the churning Netherworld demonic energy, a sinister laugh echoed: "Young man Lie, your sudden arrival has disturbed our peace. Why do you expect us to retreat?"

Dressed in a jet-black demon robe, Master Ta Ying formed hand seals, with numerous demonic shadows behind him. Countless twisted skeletons and demonic phantoms crawled out of the void, wielding various bizarre demonic weapons, and faced the fire dragon.

In the next instant, the demonic energy collided with the raging flames, producing a sizzling, corrosive sound. Black smoke and firelight intertwined, and for a moment, neither side could gain the upper hand.

"Buzz!"

On the other side, the sword rang out clearly, and a murderous intent was lurking.

Luo Shuanghua's face was covered by a light veil, her eyes like autumn water. With a light flick of her jade fingers, seventy-two "Mysterious Frost Needles" as thin as cow hair silently set up a sword formation.

Opposite her was a female cultivator from the Heart Demon Sect. Her figure was elusive, like a ghost or a demon. Her peach blossom eyes were captivating. With a slight exhale, many thoughts arose in that breath, like flower petals, and rushed towards Luo Shuanghua.

But Luo Shuanghua flicked her five fingers, and seventy-two cold lights intertwined. The sword formation sometimes resembled a celestial maiden scattering flowers, covering all directions, and sometimes solidified into a line, piercing through the air and splitting rocks. Each needle contained extremely cold sword intent and mind-controlling secret power, which was specifically designed to injure the cultivator's meridians and mind, and completely annihilate those petal thoughts!
"Fellow Daoist, your mind is too crooked. Why don't you let me cleanse it for you?" Her voice was soft and charming, but the sword light grew colder and colder. Wherever the sword formation passed, it left trails of frost in the air, even freezing the spiritual energy.

The female cultivator from the Demonic Path did not directly confront the sword formation. Instead, she used the "Demon Seed Sutra," her demonic thoughts seeping into the void like threads, interfering with Luo Shuanghua's spiritual perception and causing her sword formation to become sluggish from time to time.

For a moment, the reality and illusion intertwined around the two, creating a bizarre and unpredictable situation.

This caused everyone to retreat.

But every now and then a figure flickers erratically within this area.

This man, with his white robes fluttering and long hair flying, was Leng Wuchen, a native of Wuxiang Valley.

He used the sect's secret technique, the "Formless Thousand Illusions Technique," appearing and disappearing unpredictably. Every time he appeared, it was with a deadly move!
However, his opponent was no ordinary man either; he was a burly man from the Starfall Demon Abyss!
"The Thousand Illusions of Formlessness truly lives up to its name!" Seeing Leng Wuchen's unpredictable movements, the burly man roared, his acupoints seemingly transforming into vortexes, devouring the surrounding spiritual energy and even the residual effects of his divine powers, turning them into essence. Then, his fists and feet moved with great force, each strike shaking the earth's veins and causing the great tremor. He smashed several incoming Xuan Shuang needle shadows, and then punched Leng Wuchen's ever-changing figure. The force of his punch even distorted the light, as if it were about to be swallowed up.

"Rumble--"

The three sides clashed fiercely, and the deafening roar of their clashing supernatural powers was deafening.

Flames, demonic shadows, sword light, inner demons, fist energy, illusory bodies... all sorts of strange phenomena emerged one after another!
In the distance, a group of cultivators were watching. Some were trial participants from the heart of Dongling, while others were local cultivators from Nanbin. Even though they were far enough away, they were still affected by the chaotic battlefield atmosphere.

Some people experienced a series of illusions before their eyes, and the greed, fear, and jealousy hidden in their hearts were magnified infinitely; some people sensed the icy sword intent, and their thoughts suddenly became sharp and obsessive, wishing they could draw their swords and fight with others; and some people were swept by the aftereffects of the Star Devouring Demon Art, and the spiritual power in their bodies was faintly restless, and they even felt that they were losing control.

"Retreat! Retreat further away!" an experienced Taoist priest hurriedly shouted, leading his disciples in a hasty retreat, fearing they would be caught in the storm.

at this time.

In the center of the battlefield, Lie Fenyun forced back the Nine Nether Demon Shadow with a punch and laughed wildly, "That was exhilarating! You scum of the Demonic Sect, show me what else you've got!"

Beside her, Luo Shuanghua's sword formation changed again, the needles weaving like silk, forcing the female cultivator from the Heart Demon Sect to dodge repeatedly. At the same time, she transmitted her voice, "Senior Brother Lie, do not underestimate the enemy, finish this quickly."

As Leng Wuchen's figure merged back into the void, he captured a wisp of demonic blood and used a secret technique to deduce and imitate it. His physical body swelled up, forcing the burly demonic man to retreat a few steps!
"That's unreasonable!"

The three members of the Demonic Sect also unleashed their ferocity. The Nine Nether Demonic Shadow became even more solid, and the power of their inner demons was all-pervasive. The Star-Devouring Demonic Art devoured the energy from all directions, making the battle increasingly fierce. The clash of their supernatural powers caused the world to lose its color and the wilderness to crumble!
The mirage of the Taiyin Palace suspended above Mingxia Mountain rippled slightly under the impact of this earth-shattering energy.

"Young Master Lie, you are truly a dragon among men!"

At this moment, a group of elite cultivators from the heart of the Eastern Spirit Realm gazed at the battle, their eyes wide with wonder.

In the crowd, a woman dressed in a moon-white tassel dress, with a cool and aloof temperament, was focused on the battle. Her junior sister suddenly whispered, "Senior Sister Su Lan, Senior Brother Lie's Nine Dragons Burning Heaven Technique is truly domineering and unparalleled! Senior Sister Luo's Plum Blossom Snow-Melting Needle is also exquisite. With a thought, the sword formation is formed on its own. The three old demons are no match for her at all! As expected of the top geniuses on the Star Luo Ranking, they are probably hard to beat within the Golden Core realm."

The woman named Su Lan was a disciple of the Remnant Moon Pavilion who was engaged to Bai Shaoyou.

Upon hearing this, she said calmly, "The Star Luo Ranking measures potential and foundation. Senior Brother Lie and Senior Sister Luo come from major sects and have received true teachings since childhood. Their foundation is naturally far superior to ordinary people. Although the three demons opposite them are experienced in cultivation, their Daoist techniques and supernatural powers are ultimately inferior. It is reasonable that they were suppressed."

Upon hearing this, the junior sister immediately showed a thoughtful expression.

These aren't the only people paying attention to the battlefield.

“This Mingxia Mountain is going through a turbulent time.” In the shadows of a distant mountain valley, a figure stood silently.

This man also had a background; he was a secret guard from Zuixianfang. He was ordered to investigate Chen Qing's background at Mingxia Mountain, but his target had been in seclusion for half a year, leaving him with no way to make a move. At this moment, he stared at the battle, a glint of light flashing in his eyes: "Such commotion might force Chen Qing to show himself. It'll be a good opportunity to see what kind of methods this ninth-stage Core Formation cultivator possesses."

At this moment, another change occurred!
The mirage of the Taiyin Palace, hanging high above Mingxia Mountain, suddenly rippled, and the illusory palace became more solid. At the tightly closed palace gate, there were streams of eerie light flowing, as if it would open at any moment!

"The ruins are about to open!" Someone noticed the change and exclaimed in surprise.

Lie Fenyun, Luo Shuanghua, and Leng Wuchen, who were engaged in battle, simultaneously sensed each other.

"I don't have time to get entangled with these demonic brats!" Lie Fenyun roared, the nine fiery dragons on his body roaring and surging, their blazing light rapidly receding, clearly preparing an even stronger attack, wanting to finish the battle quickly. His gaze swept across the mountain range below, "What a pity for this forest, many parts of it will probably be burned! This is all because of you demonic cultivators!"

Luo Shuanghua frowned slightly but remained silent, the chill of the Xuan Shuang needle between her fingers intensifying.

Leng Wuchen's figure shifted, and his aura suddenly became dangerous.

The three members of the Demonic Sect felt the pressure, their demonic energy surging, clearly indicating they were about to fight desperately!

But the female cultivator said, "You call yourselves righteous, yet you're willing to ruin the spiritual energy and feng shui of a region for the sake of a relic. You're truly ruthless!" These words, accompanied by the gathering and dispersing of inner demons, were meant to disturb everyone's minds and make it difficult for their spells and supernatural powers to achieve their full effect.

But at this moment, a somewhat obsequious voice rang out: "It is our duty to vanquish demons and protect the righteous path. How can we condone demons for the sake of our own safety? Besides, the spiritual energy here is thin, and it can hardly be considered a treasure land of spiritual veins! So what if it's destroyed! I have met Alliance Leader Chen once before, and I will definitely explain the situation to him afterward. Alliance Leader Chen is a man of great principle and I believe he will understand your good intentions in eliminating harm for the common people!"

The speaker was none other than the Laborer from Blackwater Ravine!

He had an upright and dignified expression, as if he and Chen Qing were close friends, but in reality, there was gloating in his eyes.

"What a scoundrel!"

Suddenly, a furious shout rang out. Bai Shaoyou had arrived in his flying boat and overheard these shameless words. Enraged, veins bulged on his forehead. He appeared on the boat and pointed at Laogu Shangren, cursing, "Why didn't you send them to blow up your Blackwater Ravine's mountain gate? You're so adept at using other people's resources! But you come here to disrupt my mountain gate! You ruin all my hard work!"

In the crowd, Su Lan's junior sister saw the newcomer and tugged at her sleeve, whispering, "Senior sister, that person looks familiar. Isn't he the youngest son of the Bai family? That's right, it's him. I saw him once at the Bai family before the New Year. What's he doing here? And why is he so protective of a remote little sect?" Her eyes darted around, a hint of wariness in them. "Senior sister, you should find out more carefully. Don't be tricked into marriage. This youngest son of the Bai family seems reckless and doesn't seem reliable. He's making a fuss here. I wonder what connection he has with Nanbin."

Su Lan's gaze fell on Bai Shaoyou's face, but she remained silent, a thoughtful look flashing in her eyes.

However, how could Lie Fenyun, Luo Shuanghua, and the others pay any attention to Bai Shaoyou's roar? In their eyes, what difference was there between a disciple of a minor sect in Nanbin and an ant?
With the ruins about to open, they had no more patience!

"Nine Dragons Burn the Heavens, Annihilate!"

"The Frostbite Territory is sealed!"

"Formless Finger of Calamity, break!"

The nine fiery dragons that Lie Fenyun had gathered in his palm merged into one, transforming into a crimson torrent that burned everything in its path!

Luo Shuanghua unleashed a deadly sword domain with seventy-two Xuan Shuang needles, freezing the heavens and earth!
With a flick of his finger, Leng Wuchen shifted between reality and illusion, aiming directly at the souls of all the demons!
Upon seeing this, the three members of the Demonic Sect roared simultaneously, unleashing their Nine Nether Demonic Qi, Heart Demonic Power, and Star Devouring Demonic Art without reservation. Three pitch-black demonic pillars shot into the sky, ready to clash head-on with the Immortal Sect's divine power!
Six terrifying forces, capable of shattering mountains and breaking peaks, are about to collide. The resulting shockwaves will spread out and turn half of the Mingxia Mountain Range into scorched earth!
In an instant, everyone was on the defensive, dodging, or fleeing!
But Jun Wuyai, who had been observing from the shadows within the mountains, shook his head and sneered, "To dare to damage the lifeline of this place is truly incredibly stupid!"

Just as the collision was about to erupt!
"Whoosh!"

A jet-black sword beam, crackling with lightning, pierced through the void, arriving first despite being delayed, and slashed into the center of the six divine powers that were about to collide!
"Buzz!"

The next moment, the sword light turned, lightning surged, and it spun gently!
Blazing flames, icy frost, formless tribulation power, overwhelming demonic energy... all sorts of different supernatural powers were swallowed up and vanished by the lightning!
"Well!"

In an instant, Lie Fenyun and the others suffered a backlash, each groaning and retreating, some clutching their chests, others turning pale!

The wind stopped, and all was quiet.

Everyone's eyes widened in surprise.

"Could it be that some senior expert has intervened?"

Su Lan's junior sister looked astonished: "To be able to instantly dispel the supernatural powers of these six people who have exerted all their strength, the person who made the move must be at least a Nascent Soul cultivator! But... Nanbin is hiding such a person?"

The group of Lie Fenyun who had made the move immediately withdrew their auras, their expressions solemn, and they did not make any more rash moves!

Just as everyone was shocked, confused, and terrified...

“Your fight to the death is your own business, and I don’t care. But to fight on someone else’s doorstep and then demolish their house is a bit unreasonable.”

As these words were spoken, a figure appeared, stepping through the air from the Mingxia Mountain, his robes fluttering, spotless and immaculate.

(End of this chapter)