Who taught him to practice swordsmanship like this?

Chapter 178 The Old Demon is Slain

With one arm and one leg missing, the White Phosphorus Demon looked at Su Baichen with some difficulty, and he must be feeling very bad right now.

After all, he tried his best to mediate and even brought in the snake demon clan to cooperate, but he couldn't even burn a corner of Su Baichen's clothes.

He looked at Su Baichen, whose breathing was still steady, and said unwillingly, "If I weren't so mediocre, I would never have let a junior like you live so carefree."

Su Baichen chuckled: "If we hadn't discovered that the Yuanmo Cave had weakened to this extent, our Changchun Palace wouldn't have rashly launched a siege."

"Although it's surprising that you were able to attract the help of the demon race, without more powerful Yang Gods to oversee things, any more demon support will just be extra food for my Changchun Palace disciples at night."

The White Phosphorus Demon roared in fury: "You really think you've got this in the bag?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a pillar of phosphorescent fire shot into the sky from beneath Su Baichen's feet.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the ground around Su Baichen was covered with phosphorus powder. When it was suddenly activated, not only did the demonic flames soar into the sky where Su Baichen was, but a large area around him was also transformed into a sea of ​​fire.

This old demon of white phosphorus is indeed cunning and treacherous; even though he is already seriously injured, he can still feign innocence and devise a counterattack.

However, even though the phosphorescent pillar had clearly hit its target, the White Phosphorus Demon showed no sign of relaxation—if Su Baichen...

If he's just a brute with high stats but no substance, then he can celebrate his victory now.

However, after several encounters, he realized that Su Baichen was just as cautious as he was.

Therefore, he didn't wait for the outcome of the attack at all and immediately used Phosphorus Fire Release to start running away.

This time, in particular, he didn't deliberately choose a direction at all; instead, he ignored Su Baichen's original location and randomly chose a direction to rush towards.

Not far away, Su Baichen revealed himself with some surprise.

He hadn't expected the White Phosphorus Demon to be so decisive—but he couldn't let him get away!

Originally, Su Baichen did not want to use the Soul-Suppressing Sword, but at this moment—he would just let the Soul-Suppressing Sword do his errand.

The binding cord on his back suddenly loosened, and the Soul-Suppressing Sword abruptly activated and shot out—

Compared to Luan Ke, the Soul-Suppressing Sword is much faster, capable of catching up with the speed at which the opponent is desperately fleeing.

However, Su Baichen did not let the Soul-Suppressing Sword get stained with blood. In Su Baichen's view, it was best not to let the ancestors touch the blood of such unworthy descendants of the human race—it was dirty.

His primordial spirit activated the binding cord attached to the sword hilt, instantly binding the ball of phosphorescent fire.

The next moment, the White Phosphorus Demon revealed his form.

His entire body was tightly bound by the pure white binding rope, and he exclaimed in shock and anger, "What kind of sword is that?"

"How can you control such a demonic sword?"

He looked like he'd seen a ghost. Why would a righteous prodigy suddenly pull out a demonic sword that would make even this old devil's heart tremble?

What has the righteous path gone through all these years?

Su Baichen was too lazy to waste words with him. A Taiyin sword aura pierced through his brow, immediately breaking through his primordial spirit and releasing his divine soul.

Then a soul banner appeared behind him, drawing the old demon's soul into it—

The next moment, the soul banner trembled, as if it was pleased to have gained a great general.

He carefully put away the Soul Banner—a thought struck him, and he named it "The Banner of Evil," which echoed the "Banner of No Form."

Looking back at the Green Serpent King—

"Great Immortal, have mercy!"

The Green Snake King immediately knelt down.

As the leader of a demon clan, the Green Snake King was well aware of the principles of bullying the weak and fearing the strong, and of being able to bend and stretch.

Su Baichen remained unmoved.

The Green Serpent King kowtowed repeatedly, pleading, "Great Immortal, please understand! This humble serpent and my people have always lived in these remote mountains. We might fight with other demons occasionally, but we have never had any dealings with humans!"

It talked for a long time, but when it looked up, it saw Su Baichen's figure slowly fading away—good heavens, it was still an illusion.

A drop of sweat—or perhaps a tear—slid down the cheek of the Green Snake King, who shouldn't be sweating at all.

It was truly terrified. This human cultivator was disgusting, and no one knew where his true form was.

Su Baichen slowly walked back, not daring to go too fast, after all, he had to save face for his senior brother.

He thought for a moment, then released Su Xiangxiang and said, "Xiangxiang, find out for me if my senior brother has finished his task?"

Su Xiangxiang nodded cleverly, and then disappeared in a flash.

Su Baichen waited patiently for a while, and then Su Xiangxiang's little body popped out from somewhere again, and then cried out "waaaah".

"All done? Okay, let's go."

As he spoke, he headed towards the main battlefield.

Little did he know, a head emerged from the ground where he had left.

That was none other than Shi Chang, the Supreme Elder of the Five Elements Sect!

He looked at the spot where Su Baichen had killed the old man Bai Lin and said slowly, "Old ghost Bai Lin, you were one of the elders of our generation—I never expected you to die so easily here, at the hands of a junior from our Changchun Palace. It's truly lamentable."

"But this kid is too cowardly! Every time he makes a move, he retreats back into the ground and hides. Anyone who faces him will go crazy!"

Master Shi Chang shook his head speechlessly, feeling that the world had lost its traditional values ​​and that the younger generation lacked any drive.

Su Baichen returned to his own Yin Sect's formation.

"Senior brother, are you already healed? You truly live up to your reputation, your skills are truly remarkable."

Feng Linzi wasn't arrogant upon hearing this. He asked gently, "Junior brother, what about your opponent? I heard it's the White Phosphorus Demon, not easy to deal with."

Su Baichen said, "Yes, Uncle Fishing Old Man gave us a lot of information. That old demon is actually just a bit wicked and cunning, but his actual cultivation level isn't that strong."

Upon hearing this, Feng Linzi nodded silently, knowing that Su Baichen had taken care of it.

He took a deep breath and looked down, saying, "I wonder how things are on Master's side?"

Beside him, Youlian said strangely, "Logically speaking, dealing with a Yang God-level Wuxiang cultivator shouldn't be that difficult."

The sinkhole no longer resembles its original form.

Dark red, scorching magma was continuously gushing out, and the sinkhole was about to be filled with it.

In such a cataclysmic disaster, the Yuanmo disciples inside the sinkhole would certainly not survive.

But the question is, what about the Yuan Demon Venerable?

Not long after, two golden and red figures flew out.

They are Kaiyang Zhenren and Xuanyin Zhenren.

They gazed silently at the vast lava lake below for a long time.

Normally, Youlian wouldn't be allowed to interrupt in this situation, but she couldn't help but ask, "Has that Yuanmo Venerable been killed?"

Good heavens, it's like a leaky little cotton-padded jacket; if you cut it open, the inside is definitely rotten.

Master Kaiyang said regretfully, "I encountered it, but unfortunately I didn't catch it—"

• It would be too easy for a Yang God to escape.

"Junior Brother Xuan Yin, please use the Flood Flag to extinguish the subterranean fire here. Otherwise, it will affect the surrounding environment and become a karmic burden for us."

Master Xuanyin nodded, and then a flag flew out from his sleeve.

This flood banner truly lives up to its reputation as a magic weapon used by the sect leader. When it emerged from his sleeve, it was only the size of a palm, but it quickly gained the power to cover the entire sky.

Immediately afterwards, a torrent of water suddenly surged out from the flood flag, all of it pouring into the lava-filled sinkhole.

When fire and water collide, a large amount of steam immediately rises up.

The water poured in at first evaporated completely, but the floodwaters from the flood flag were so great that the water quickly accumulated. As the temperature dropped, the lava solidified and continued to recede.

The entire sinkhole then formed a deep, scorching lake.

Xuan Yin Zhenren said, "Very well, the Yuanmo Cave is completely gone, but that Yuanmo Venerable will probably be in some trouble."

Master Kaiyang said, "It is insignificant to be just a Yuanmo Venerable. What we Changchun Palace have always feared is the Yuanmo Cave from three hundred years ago. Even if we don't go there this time, the Yuanmo Cave is no longer a threat."

That concludes my remarks; it's time for the event to end and the guests to disperse.

When Xuan Yin Zhenren returned to his own Yin Sect formation, he suddenly felt that something was not quite right.

He looked around: his beautiful junior sister, his adorable disciples, and his followers who had just survived the baptism of war.

What's wrong?

At this moment, Su Baichen said, "Master, we came with a total of 189 people, but only 177 returned—"

Twelve of our fellow disciples remain forever.

Upon hearing this, Master Xuanyin thought that the strange feeling he had was due to the Yin Sect's casualties in this battle.

He said with a somber expression, "There will always be casualties in battle, so we should always try our best to avoid such casualties. We must never resort to force unless absolutely necessary. Do you understand?"

The sect leaders and disciples, led by Feng Linzi, clasped their hands in agreement.

This generation of disciples has experienced the trials of great battles, and they are indeed better able to understand the meaning behind these words.

Everyone returned to the giant ship Changchun and, after confirming that all the spoils had been looted and that no survivors had been left, the giant ship Changchun set sail again and returned to Nanshan.

This battle ultimately ended with a resounding victory for Changchun Palace.

Even so, the statistics on battle losses are still heartbreaking.

Sword Sect disciples charged ahead, and although the main cannon of the Changchun warship had cleared the way, nineteen of them still died while charging and taking on the toughest challenges.

The Five Elements Sect fared slightly better afterward, but still lost fifteen people.

The Yin-Yang Sect and the Yuanmo Sect were simultaneously under attack from both sides, and the pressure was actually quite great.

In the end, twenty-two members of the Yang Sect were killed or wounded, while twelve members of the Yin Sect were killed or wounded.

This shows that the pressure they endure outside is no less than that of those who plunge into the sinkhole.

The Yin Sect suffered the fewest casualties, largely thanks to the Xuan Yin Grand Array, which allows players to share both "mana" and "skill bars".

The battle at Changchun Palace cost the lives of 68 disciples, but they managed to eliminate their nemesis while the Yuanmo Cave was at its weakest.

At this point, no one mentioned the escaped Yuanmo Venerable. It was best if this guy didn't give himself away, otherwise the powerful Yang Gods of Changchun Palace, both openly and secretly, would definitely rush up to ensure that he wouldn't escape again.

Everyone arrived at Changchun Palace, and this unique competition came to an end. Next was the reward and recognition of merits.

Everyone stood in the largest training ground of Changchun Palace, and then watched as Master Kaiyang announced ten names in succession as the top ten candidates for this disciple competition.

Su Baichen is one of these ten people; that is undeniable.

In fact, Su Baichen felt that there was obvious signs of favoritism involved, because his senior brother Zhang Qiuzhuo's battle record was actually no worse than the bottom ten. However, in order to be fair, the Kaiyang Palace Master still had each of the five sects send two people, which made up the ten.

Su Baichen was not surprised by this. His goal in entering the secret realm this time was very clear: the "Kun Yuan Zhen Shi Xian Jing"!

With this immortal scripture, Su Baichen was able to fully unleash the power of his innate earth element.

A day later, he obtained the "Kun Yuan Zhen Shi Xian Jing" as he wished, and the Yin Sect disciples also prepared to return home.

The only problem is that it seems Master hasn't realized that his Yin Sect has been possessed by the sword cultivator?

This is rather frustrating, because everyone knows a storm is coming, but the sky remains overcast and there's no other sign of it.

On the way back, even Shuiyin Ji couldn't sit still any longer. She asked, "Bai Chen, you have the most clever ideas. Quickly think of a way to make this matter pass smoothly."

Despite his tendency to argue with his master, this uncle-master still knows how to distinguish between the two kings.

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