Journey to the West: Starting with the True Lord of the Pure Land

Chapter 410 The True Monarch Mistakenly Taken the Demon Lord, Slaying the Ancient Sword Immortal with His Sword

In Dongxuan Mansion, stars change places.

Chen Jiao's sword strike was as swift as thunder across the sky.

Where the sword passed, the blazing white lightning condensed into a single line, following the blade, its brilliance shining brightly, splitting the void with light.

Where the sword light passed, the small world trembled, and the stars near and far became dim and unclear.

Under the light of lightning, a flash of lightning of the same color seemed to appear in Chen Jiao's eyes, cold and indifferent, as if he held the law of heaven, seeing through the subtle and hidden.

Even though the three forms of the female sword immortal were proficient in swordsmanship and ruthless in killing, they could not directly withstand the sharpness of this sword that contained the majestic power of heaven.

Two of the clones were touched by the lightning sword light and vanished silently like bubbles.

The fierce sword light continued its momentum, heading straight for the only remaining figure in blue robes.

The female swordswoman, with a cold expression and eyes like cold stars, showed no alarm at this sudden turn of events.

She held the purple-green sword upright in front of her, made a sword incantation with her hands, and a clear, cool light emanated from it as she slowly moved the sword towards its tip.

As the hand seals were applied, the sword hummed, and azure and purple light intertwined and rose, making her purple eyes clear and bright, sharp and piercing.

"Imperial Edict"

A clear shout, piercing through gold and splitting jade, resounded throughout this small void realm.

Boundless energy flowed and converged, causing the woman's purple hair to move without wind, fluttering wildly under the starlight.

"I slay demons with my sword."

The four-character edict was as sharp as a sword.

As soon as the decree was issued, a sword was unleashed, its powerful azure and purple energies filling the heavens and earth, its ancient and unadorned Daoist charm exuding a chilling killing intent, directly confronting the blazing white lightning.

"boom--!"

The two sword lights exploded with a deafening roar, and the energy surged like a tidal wave.

The dozen or so stars that were floating nearby were all shaken into dust, and the light and dust scattered.

The woman stood silently with her sword in hand, her purple eyes flashing like lightning as she scanned the turbulent energy currents churning ahead.

After a long while, no sign of the demon was seen.

She said coldly, "What a Demon Lord, so ignorant of his own mortality."

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly looked up.

A pair of purple eyes clearly reflected that mysterious figure, who had somehow already approached the highest heaven.

Chen Jiao gripped the Thunder Yang Demon-Subduing Sword in both hands, showing no mercy whatsoever. He merged his body and the sword into one, transforming into a blazing bolt of lightning that slashed down upon them!

The sword strike was powerful and majestic, without any fancy moves. Its momentum was even greater than before, with a vast thunderbolt following along, filling the field of vision, making it impossible to avoid.

Its force was so fierce that it seemed to want to split this small world and her in two!

The woman's eyes narrowed, and in her haste, she only had time to raise her sword to parry the attack. The purple and blue blade flashed with a dazzling light as she met the blow head-on!

"clang!"

A powerful force, mixed with the evil-dispelling thunderous intent, erupted, instantly tearing apart the refined aura surrounding the woman.

Her body trembled violently, and she was forced to plummet downwards by this immense force, causing the void beneath her feet to cave in.

The woman struggled to lift her eyes, her purple pupils fixed on Chen Jiao above her, before she uttered a single word through her teeth: "Demon—"

"Bang!"

Chen Jiao unleashed a whip kick, like a battle axe swinging, crackling with white lightning, which struck the woman's waist and abdomen with lightning speed.

Boundless thunderous energy penetrated his body.

"puff!"

The woman's body suddenly bent over, and a breath of fresh air escaped from her mouth.

Her delicate body flew backward uncontrollably, crashing into many stars along the way, causing them to shift and scatter their light, leaving a messy trail in the desolate void.

The woman's figure shot backward like a meteor, smashing countless floating stars along the way before finally managing to stop her momentum and stand in the void.

Her purple hair was slightly disheveled, and there were faint scorch marks on her green clothes, but the cold light and killing intent in her purple eyes did not diminish at all, but instead became more stubborn.

"Demon—prepare to die!"

The woman let out a clear shout, disregarding the tremors in her internal organs, and forcefully raised her sword energy. The bluish-purple light intensified, and her sword intent soared to the sky.

Chen Jiao's eyes narrowed slightly, a chill running through them. He saw her forcefully raise her sword energy, drawing upon the power of the small world's stars. Before her sword momentum could be fully unleashed, her figure had already approached like lightning.

With a slash of his Thunder Sun Sword, a blazing white arc of light tore through the air, aiming straight for the right wrist holding the sword—swift, ruthless, and precise.

The woman's purple eyes flashed, and her sword moved with her. The purple and green sword drew a semi-circle, and she spun up. Her green clothes fluttered as she dodged the attack and thrust her sword straight at Chen Jiao's throat. The tip of the sword emitted a cold light, silent yet full of killing intent.

Chen Jiao neither dodged nor evaded. He bent his left hand, and lightning crackled between his fingers. In an instant, a blazing white bolt of lightning surged forth.

"Ding!"

Chen Jiao swung his longsword upwards with his right hand, aiming for the woman's chest and abdomen. The lightning within the blade lacked a powerful momentum, but instead exuded a chilling killing intent.

The woman twisted her waist and stepped to the side, dodging the slash in the nick of time. At the same time, she bent her elbow and lowered her wrist, and the sword, like a poisonous dragon biting back, slashed at Chen Jiao's empty gate.

Chen Jiao suddenly pressed down with his left arm, clashing hard against the sword's edge, producing a dull impact sound, and sparks of lightning and sword energy flew out.

He seized the opportunity to advance, withdrawing his longsword half a foot in his right hand, turning the slash into a thrust, aiming straight for the woman's brow. At the same time, he unleashed a deadly punch with his left fist, striking her chest. The force of the punch stirred the air, accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder.

The woman's face was as cold as ice. She tilted her head back to avoid the sword between her eyebrows, then swung her purple and green sword around, slamming the hilt down to meet the iron fist aimed at her chest. With her other hand, she pointed her fingers like a sword and swiftly struck Chen Jiao's wrist at the Shenmen acupoint, intending to break his fist's momentum.

However, Chen Jiao's unreasonable and powerful fist strikes shattered his aura, causing him to retreat violently.

Chen Jiao advanced again like lightning, his Thunder Yang Demon-Subduing Sword transforming into a blazing white streak, tearing through the sky as it arrived.

Before the sword even arrived, its chilling sword intent had already sealed off all directions, firmly locking onto the woman's aura.

The woman's purple eyes suddenly turned cold. Instead of retreating, she advanced, brandishing her purple-green sword. She neither defended nor dodged, but instead thrust straight at the dazzling thunder sword!

Two sword lights, one blazing white and the other a blend of purple and blue, collided violently in the void!

"Clang!"

The sound of metal clashing was sharp and piercing. The chaotic energy, along with the shattered sword energy and lightning, exploded in a ring, pulverizing all the suspended pebbles and dust within a hundred feet.

Beside them, a star that was already riddled with cracks silently and completely disintegrated under the impact of this aftershock.

Purple and blue crisscrossed with blazing white, each collision causing the void to tremble slightly, and the distant stars flickering uncertainly.

Seeing that she could not achieve anything immediately, the woman moved with agility, her purple and blue sword light weaving into a dense killing net, attacking Chen Jiao's vital points.

The sword's intent was chilling, penetrating straight to the soul.

Chen Jiao, however, defeated skill with clumsiness.

The Thunder Sun Demon-Subduing Sword moved with great force in his hands, each strike carrying the power of wind and thunder, its blazing white sword energy majestic and righteous.

No matter how intricate the sword net was, he only needed to slash it once, and it was like the blazing sun melting snow, completely wiping away the purple and blue sword light that filled the sky.

The aftershocks of the sword clash created ripples in the void that lingered for a long time.

Seeing that she was losing ground, the woman's purple light intensified, and her body suddenly merged with the sword, transforming into a condensed purple-blue light thread that pierced straight at Chen Jiao's brow.

This sword strike has abandoned all variations, leaving only a trace of the true meaning of destruction.

Chen Jiao neither dodged nor evaded, but suddenly clenched his left fist, and blazing white lightning gathered at the tip of his fist.

He lowered his stance and unleashed a punch, devoid of any fancy moves, displaying only the overwhelming power of pure Yang, unyielding and capable of destroying all laws!

Wherever the fist passed, the void seemed to be distorted by an invisible, immense force.

The condensed purple-blue light thread collided violently with the thunder fist.

"boom!"

A deep, muffled roar, like the first explosion of chaos, erupted.

The purple and blue light threads shattered, revealing the woman's true form holding a sword.

Her face paled as she felt a tremendous, overwhelming force surge along the sword, accompanied by the true essence of thunder penetrating her body, causing her blood and qi to churn and her protective sword aura to shatter inch by inch.

Chen Jiao, seizing the advantage, followed suit with his right fist, which flew out like a meteor streaking across the sky, striking straight at the center.

Before the fist even arrived, the solid pressure of the punch caused the air around the woman to freeze.

With a sharp shout, the woman swung her purple-green sword in the blink of an eye, the blade held horizontally across her chest, the spine of the sword facing her fist.

"Thump!"

The fist and sword clashed twice, producing a deafening sound like a drumbeat resounding to the heavens.

The purple and green sword light twisted violently, finally unable to withstand the pressure, and exploded with a bang!