I flew on a sword at the magic academy

This Asura Killing Array was set up by Jiang Yue with the help of Little Taotie to deal with the invaders.

However, because she didn't have many materials for setting up the formation, and the city lord's mansion's resource treasury was already empty, the killing formation could only barely cover the city lord's mansion and failed to trap the opponent immediately. Now she could only passively defend.

"Do you think such a killing formation can trap us?" the indistinct voice said sinisterly.

"Old man, if you're so capable, come and try to make a name for yourself." Jiang Yue stepped forward.

She looks only six or seven years old now, very young and pretty. Even if she appeared in the world in her true form, few people would recognize her as Chizuru.

"Let's just break the formation with ultimate holy weapons. There's no need to waste time here." Two more figures stepped out from the void and spoke indifferently.

The Asura Killing Array is a Saint-level array. Even if it is only a fragment, it can easily trap and kill peerless experts. They came with supreme Saint weapons, so there was no need for them to risk their lives alone.

The three powerful figures acted simultaneously, activating their supreme holy weapons to sweep away a wisp of saintly power, attempting to forcibly dismantle the Asura Killing Array's runes.

"Stop them! We must not let them threaten the safety of our ancestor!"

Several elders of the Nangong family issued a death order: even if it meant risking their lives, they must not allow those people to set foot in the city lord's mansion.

"Brothers of the Northern Imperial Guard, form ranks and defend against the enemy!"

With a loud shout, another magic array appeared out of nowhere, enveloping the entire city of Tai'an.

This was also a killing formation, formed by the thirty-six lieutenant generals of the Northern Imperial Guard and the Feathered Army, its chilling aura permeating the heavens and the earth.

Array patterns crisscrossed, covering half the sky. Human figures flickered in every direction, a battle flag stood against the wind, fluttering loudly. War drums beat and horns blew, weapons gleamed coldly, and shouts of battle echoed through the sky.

However, faced with the overwhelming pressure of the Supreme Saint Weapon, even the strongest killing formation could not stop it. Just as the two killing formations were about to be broken and disintegrated, dozens of renowned figures from the Nangong family made their move, urging their own natal battle weapons to attack forward.

The night sky was illuminated with dazzling light, but blood was also splattered within it.

It was a tragic scene. In just one glance, the bodies of those dozens of luminaries were simultaneously crushed into blood mist by an extremely terrifying force, their souls obliterated, and they died on the spot.

They were all renowned figures of the Nangong family, and their strength was undeniable. However, they still had no chance against the oppressive aura of a Saint wielding an Extreme Dao Sacred Weapon.

The ultimate sacred weapon, the weapon used by saints to prove their Dao, represents the ultimate and pinnacle of human weaponry.

"Don't make any rash moves!"

An elder of the Nangong family roared, saying he no longer wanted to see such pointless sacrifices.

But at this moment, is there any other way?

Faced with two supreme holy weapons, even the Supreme God's Weeping Throne was suppressed. What other way could they stop the invaders except to fight to the death?

"Bang!"

With a final bombardment, the Northern Imperial Division suffered heavy casualties, and the Asura Killing Formation was completely breached. The three blurry figures strode forward.

"May Lord Nangong rest in peace!"

"You no longer belong to this era; we will personally see you off."

With each step those three important figures took, the heavens trembled and shuddered, and boundless, chilling killing intent filled this world.

"Sizzle"

Just then, in the underground palace of the Hall of Mental Cultivation in the City Lord's Mansion, two beams of light as intense as lightning pierced through the void and shattered the heavens.

"Lord Nangong...has recovered?!"

The three important figures were also stunned in an instant. Without thinking, they retreated to the horizon and stared at the city lord's mansion with surprise and uncertainty.

"Has the Lord's power... truly been restored?"

Inside the underground palace of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the emaciated Lord Nangong was immersed motionless in the Medicine Saint Cauldron. His pair of dark eyes slowly opened, and his cold gaze seemed to pierce through the heavens and the void as he stared at the three figures outside the mansion.

Although the three important figures did not see City Lord Nangong in person, they could clearly feel a pair of cold, emotionless eyes falling on them, and they all shivered involuntarily.

Lord Nangong rose to fame at a young age, displaying invincible talent even in his youth. After only three hundred years of cultivation, he reached the pinnacle of cultivation and was hailed as one of the most likely candidates to attain sainthood.

If he hadn't been trapped on Mount Wuji, with his talent and ability, he probably would have already attained sainthood and achieved enlightenment long ago.

"Ancestor, you've finally woken up!"

"Great! The elixir really works!"

The several peerless experts inside the underground palace all shouted excitedly.

The invaders arrived carrying two supreme holy weapons. The Supreme God's Weeping Throne was suppressed, and they had already given up hope, believing that there was no way to turn the tide.

But seeing the revival of Lord Nangong City undoubtedly gave them hope in their desperate situation, and the old men were moved to tears.

Lord Nangong scanned his surroundings, carefully examining these so-called descendants before him, without uttering a single word.

In the past, when he stood out from the crowd and established Tai'an City, the largest city in the desolate state, he was still in his prime. Now, however, he is surrounded by a group of white-haired old men calling him "Ancestor." One wonders what he must be thinking.

Time has passed, and a new generation has replaced the old. How many of those who competed with him in his generation are still around today?

When his gaze fell upon Jiang Yue, a ripple appeared on his withered, wrinkled old face.

He was genuinely surprised; he never expected that the young man he had met in Wuji Mountain that day would actually come out alive.

However, his expression quickly calmed down, and he didn't say anything more.

Although he had regained consciousness, his condition was still very bad, and he didn't even have the strength to speak.

"Nangong Ce, so what if you've awakened? We've come wielding supreme holy weapons. What trouble can a withered old man like you cause in front of us?"

"You deserve to die long ago, yet you stubbornly refuse to leave. What are you doing? We respectfully address you as a senior. If you wish to leave with some dignity, we can let you end your own life."

In the distance, the three important figures remained indifferent, believing that no matter how strong the City Lord of Nangong was, he could not possibly withstand the might of a Saint with an Extreme Dao Saint Weapon, so there was nothing to fear.

"Leaving aside whether you can withstand an ultimate holy weapon, given your current physical condition, you probably don't even have the strength to stand up and speak, do you?"

"Senior Nangong, to die under the power of an ultimate holy weapon is enough to leave your mark in history. Rest in peace on your journey."

The three powerful figures walked through the air, their words filled with boundless killing intent.

"Let's see who dares!"

Many powerful members of the Nangong family, as well as the thirty-six lieutenant generals of the Northern Imperial Guard, all made their moves at the same time, attempting to withstand the sage's might of the ultimate holy weapon descending upon the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

However, such an approach is tantamount to a mantis trying to stop a chariot; how could the might of a sage be so easily blocked?

"Pfft," "Pfft"...

Everyone coughed up blood, and several of the lieutenant generals died on the spot.

"Our ancestor is now in his twilight years and poses no threat to you anymore, so must you be driven to exterminate him?!"

"A new generation replaces the old; he no longer belongs to this era. We are merely following the natural order. How can you speak of exterminating him?"

"To die under the power of an ultimate holy weapon is an honor in itself."

"Nangong Ce, let's go."

The three powerful figures revealed their murderous intent. They came with supreme holy weapons, which was already a statement to the world: City Lord Nangong must die, and there was no room for negotiation on this matter!

"Nangong Ce, most of the people here are direct descendants of your elder brother's lineage. Come out and accept your death, or all of them will perish here with you."

"We don't want to push things too far. As long as you come out and accept your fate, all of these people can leave alive. This is the greatest respect we can show you. We hope you won't make things difficult for us."

Just then, a heavy sigh rang out, and City Lord Nangong swayed as he stood up from the Medicine Saint Cauldron. His dark, lifeless eyes suddenly shone with a dazzling divine light.

"Ancestor!"

"Lord City Lord, what's going on...?"

"Ancestor, the immortal medicine has not been fully refined yet, so you don't need to pay attention to those scoundrels."

The elders around were truly startled by City Lord Nangong's sudden action, their hearts leaping into their throats.

Lord Nangong did not respond. His body seemed to merge into the void, leaving only a blurry outline, as he slowly walked through the void.

His steps were not heavy, but rather somewhat weak, yet with each step the heavens and earth trembled.

"You're just a withered man. Even without using a supreme holy weapon, I alone am enough to suppress you."

A powerful figure snorted coldly and raised his hand, unleashing a massive handprint that pressed forward to suppress the enemy.

The Lord of Nangong City remained unmoved and continued walking slowly. He merely raised one withered arm slightly, spread his five fingers, and then clenched them.

This seemed like a simple and casual action, but the next moment, a scream suddenly rang out, and the large handprint that had been pressing down was instantly annihilated, causing no harm to City Lord Nangong.

The important figure who made the move had half of his body explode into pieces, a bloody mess, and he flew out screaming.

"How...how is this possible?"

"Nangong Ce displayed invincible talent even in his youth, and even now, in his twilight years, his strength is not to be underestimated."

The other two important figures exchanged a few words briefly before quickly retreating into the distance.

"What...what's going on?!"

The important figure who had been severely injured by the City Lord of Nangong screamed in terror. He tried to use magic to reshape his body, but was horrified to discover that his flesh and bones could not regenerate!

"Was this a forced cessation of life?"

"Indeed, a law has severed the life force of the physical body, making it impossible to reshape."

The other two important figures, after careful investigation, came to this astonishing conclusion.

"Throughout my life, I have never been threatened with such words."

This was the first thing Lord Nangong said after waking up. His voice was soft, but the anger within it was clearly palpable.

"Retreat immediately!"

A powerful figure cried out in alarm, feeling a sharp pain in his heart as if it were about to explode. He retreated as fast as he could, but it was too late.

An invisible hand grabbed him and then squeezed him hard. With a scream, his body was torn to pieces, and blood stained the sky.

Like the former, this is an irreparable blow to the law, with no possibility of reshaping.

This scene deeply shocked the last important figure, who stood on the distant horizon and stared at Lord Nangong with a look of astonishment and uncertainty.

At this moment, the City Lord of Nangong stopped and made no further moves, but divine light was intertwined in his dark eyes.

The next moment, everyone was shocked. They could sense that unfathomable laws of order were being imprinted in the void. Soon after, blood-red array patterns appeared and manifested in this world, intertwining into an array.

"This is... the Asura Killing Array?!"

Everyone was stunned. City Lord Nangong had set up a Saint-level killing array with just a wave of his hand, and the array patterns were clearly more intricate than the Asura killing array that Little Taotie had set up earlier.

After doing all this, Lord Nangong seemed to be exhausted. He leaned back and fell straight down from the sky.

"Ancestor!"

"Lord City Lord!"

The people from the Nangong family and the Beiyusi were all shocked. With a "whoosh," they all flew forward and quickly sent him back to the underground palace of the Yangxin Hall.

"This Asura Killing Array... is there any chance of breaking through it without allowing the Supreme Sacred Weapon to revive?"

"It's hard to say."

"No wonder he was considered one of the most likely candidates to become a saint in that era. We really underestimated this senior."

The three important figures spoke coldly. They had underestimated City Lord Nangong. They never expected that such a dying man could inflict such irreparable damage on them.

"Hurry up and continue refining the elixir! This is time that City Lord Nangong has bought for us!" Jiang Yue shouted.

"Yes, yes, yes, continue refining the Kunpeng Immortal Medicine. Only by fully restoring the Ancestor's physical functions and allowing him to live a second life can we change all of this!"

The elders of the Nangong family instantly became alert and quickly returned to their previous positions. Together, they refined the remaining half of the Kunpeng Immortal Medicine, transferring strands of life essence into the main body of Nangong City.

"It smells so good... Is it some kind of elixir?"

A hoarse voice suddenly rang out, accompanied by a faint "clicking" sound.

Looking in the direction of the sound, a hunched figure appeared on the distant horizon, trembling as it approached.

The man was draped in a loose black cloak that completely covered his body. He walked with a shaky gait, accompanied by a strange "click-click-click" sound.

"I heard Nangong Ce is still alive? Where is he?"

His voice was very hoarse, and every sound he uttered seemed to be made with all his strength, giving the impression that he might die at any moment.

"Who are you?" a lieutenant general from the Northern Imperial Guard shouted, and the others also assumed defensive postures.

"Who am I? Hehehe... I've forgotten who I am too, but none of that matters anymore. I heard Nangong Ce is still alive? Tell him to come out and see me."

"Click click click..."

The strange man shakily arrived above the city lord's mansion. Only then did people realize that he was shrouded in an extremely dense aura of death, completely devoid of any life—clearly a dead man! (End of Chapter)