Who is spreading rumors that my filial piety towards them has changed?

The blade is made of flesh and tendons, and the hilt is made of white leg bones.

Although they found the object strange, its power overshadowed their suspicions.

"Sword intent at the Sword Saint level... Doesn't that mean one can unleash the combat power of a Sword Saint without cultivating the sword path? Is this the spiritual treasure of the Heavenly Realm?"

The Smiling Buddha watched them leave, while he remained where he was, waiting for Chu Mingkong's presence to appear.

He goes to deal with the Yakshas on one side, and the Smiling Buddha goes to reinforce that side, playing the role of the oriole behind.

......

The transportation of various supplies is a daily task for the entire Sword Dynasty.

While cultivation resources are escorted by cultivators, large quantities of supplies such as food for spirit beasts are generally escorted by ordinary soldiers to save manpower and to avoid being coveted by others.

"What's going on? Are these pack animals sick? Why do they have to stop and rest so often? We haven't been carrying much supplies today," the officer in charge wondered.

"Let's go and see if we packed the wrong supplies. It doesn't make sense. We just heard from other teams on different routes that the pack animals couldn't move."

Several soldiers stopped, lifted the covers, and poured the high-quality fodder on the ground. Several small balls of flesh and blood rolled out, while several unfamiliar swords fell off other carts with a clatter.

"What is this...?"

Before one of the soldiers could finish speaking, the foreign objects hidden in the hay came to life, flying and hovering in the sky like a swarm of locusts.

The officers and soldiers stared blankly at the flying swords, for some reason, as if they were looking at hanging corpses, eerie and unsettling.

The team leader was communicating with other teams while holding a token, and he also heard them mention similar situations.

They were at a loss and were about to inform their superior when they heard a murmur.

A person wearing a Rakshasa demon mask appeared, seemingly confused about the current situation:

"I thought they were escorting some kind of treasure. Why make such a fuss over such a small amount of food? I have no interest in dealing with these ordinary people, but it doesn't matter anyway. I've obtained a rare item and can also make friends with people from the Heavenly Realm. These trivial matters don't matter."

"Good morning, everyone. I'm sending you off to be reincarnated. Perhaps you'll be reborn directly into the Heavenly Realm in your next life, where we might have a chance to meet again. Remember to thank me."

......

The Smiling Buddha remained standing in the same spot, his perception reaching far and wide.

"Many members of the Rakshasa Society died near the Sword Emperor Dynasty before. Was that the work of the Yin Empress? Why haven't they appeared this time?"

Of course, there was also his target, Chu Mingkong.

This person has not appeared for a long time. At first, there was a faint energy aura of extreme yin and extreme yang colliding on Wu Yiling's side, but it appeared briefly and then disappeared. It is probably a life-saving talisman or something given by Chu Mingkong to his female relatives, and not him himself.

The Yakshas everywhere have started to move, but why is there still no sign of his activity?

The Smiling Buddha then sensed Wu Yiling's aura. He had already approached the Scripture Tower, and it seemed to be going quite smoothly... Hmm?

The smiling Buddha suddenly turned around and faced the direction of the Sutra Repository.

"Whose powerful aura is that...? Could it be the Empress of the Underworld? You used to kill those Yakshas from the Rakshasa Society with great gusto, but now that you've encountered someone from the Heavenly Realm, let's see how you handle it!"

His expression froze, and his figure vanished from the spot in an instant, reappearing in the distance.

Where he had just stood, a huge pit remained, with a spittle in the center emanating a strong, extremely yin energy.

"You hid pretty quickly. You should have said so earlier if you were waiting for me." Chu Mingkong appeared carrying Su Nu. With the help of Yun Nongyu's divination ability, he managed to find the location of the Smiling Buddha when the enemy was at the gates.

The situation is indeed similar. Last time, he took the initiative to cause trouble for those three monks of the "Tong" generation. This time, he also took the initiative to find the Smiling Buddha.

However, he had still regressed somewhat. With the change of opponents, Chu Mingkong could no longer intercept them in advance and could only obtain the divination results when they arrived at his home.

However, Chu Mingkong was distracted by the situation in other places, hoping that the damage would be less severe.

The Smiling Buddha looked at him in surprise, but his smile remained unchanged:

"You came to find me with only one person? That's really rash. Be careful not to end up isolated and helpless."

"Are you talking about yourself?" Chu Mingkong asked back, gesturing for him to look around.

"This is... the Realm of No Thoughts?" The Laughing Buddha was surprised once again. "It seems that the Asura King was indeed plotting a rebellion in secret, helping outsiders to deal with the Bodhisattva of Boundless Intent."

Before I knew it, I had been pulled into the Realm of No Thought!

However, things were still not out of his control.

Chapter 111 Whose sword intent filled the formation?

Chu Mingkong still remembered the first time he encountered Wuxiangtian, when his strength was severely suppressed and he was unable to use many of his techniques.

Similarly, the encounter between the Smiling Buddha and the Realm of No Thought should have had some impact, but he still underestimated the other party's abilities.

"The Great Formless Skill!"

The Smiling Buddha let out a low shout, clasped his hands together, and golden energy transformed into several circles of mysterious Sanskrit characters. One circle protected him, while the other circle continued to grow larger, with several huge Sanskrit characters standing in this space, creating a free area for him.

Like the sound of shackles breaking, Wuxiangtian's control over the Smiling Buddha was easily broken!

However, this was somewhat within Chu Mingkong's expectations. He had never intended for you to simply rely on Wuxiangtian to control him; he only needed to isolate the aftermath of the battle from the Sword Emperor Dynasty.

"I heard that when we were in Xiling, those three monks would come over, and you were one of the ones who strongly encouraged them?"

"Indeed, that is also what I regret most. I should have defied all the objections and taken matters into my own hands to kill you in Xiling. Who would have thought that even your adoptive father, the monk Santong, who even mobilized a Bodhisattva, still couldn't capture you!"

Without the help of his master's wife and the Asura King, Chu Mingkong figured that if he were to face the Bodhisattva of Boundless Intent, he would indeed only be exploited.

"Who told me I have so many trump cards? I heard you're also from the Heavenly Realm. How did you end up in such a sorry state? Why don't you go back to your proud Heavenly Realm?" Chu Ming asked casually, trying to extract information from the other party.

"It's not that we won't return, it's just that the time isn't right yet. Our clan has a grand strategy and plan in place, how could you, a lowly mortal, possibly understand? On the contrary, you've unwittingly added some hidden dangers to our clan's plans!"

For once, the Smiling Buddha opened his mouth wide, his upper and lower jaws agape as if a toad were opening its mouth, as he was exercising his facial muscles and bones after a long absence.

Chu Mingkong observed the situation calmly, his vigilance remaining unchanged. The black python roamed freely, and he also awakened his Abyss Body, which he hadn't done for a long time.

The blood giant, as black as a demon, held the pure and innocent maiden in his arms. Yun Nongyu's divination abilities were already predicting the various aspects of the battle, and scenes appeared in his mind as if he had foreseen the future.

In this realm of No Thought, the assistance of the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva statue was indispensable. Although it could not unleash the power of the Boundless Intent Bodhisattva, under the subsequent control of the Asura King, Liu Rushi was able to barely manipulate the Bodhisattva statue to assist Chu Mingkong a few times.

"Chu Mingkong, do you think bringing me to the Wuxiang Heaven is like trapping me like a turtle in a jar? Little do you know, you're actually doing me a favor!!"

The Smiling Buddha's mouth turned outwards and downwards, and the head above the upper lip was like a lid flipped up and pulled backwards, as if pulling out the internal organs from the mouth. But after it was completely flipped out, the Smiling Buddha had become an abnormal existence.

It was three meters long and had strong muscles, but it was not covered by skin, so the muscle fibers were clearly visible. Its ever-smiling face had now been replaced by a toad-shaped head.

"It's been a long time since I've shown my true form. I almost forgot that my real name is Blood Toad... Come out! It's a rare opportunity to come to such a treasure land as Wuxiang Heaven. The oppression of the lower realm has been greatly reduced. Let's meet up with our old friends!"

Behind him, several dark clouds of energy appeared. These were people projected from elsewhere, members of the Smiling Buddha's clan.

Within these black wisps of energy, Chu Mingkong detected a familiar aura.

It was the old woman they encountered back in the Crescent Moon Kingdom! That was the first time Chu Mingkong fought against the people of the Heavenly Realm, and this was the old woman protecting that demon egg.

"So you and the parasites in the Celestial Dragon Vein are in cahoots!"

"Parasit? That's my Heavenly Demon Clan's little prince! Use your Extreme Yin Core to soothe the little prince's pain!"

Extreme Yang power gathered in the large mouth of the Laughing Buddha, and a huge and terrifying energy surged within it.

His demon companions also unleashed their ultimate moves from the Extreme Yang system, all aimed at Chu Mingkong.

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Significant chaos has already broken out in various parts of the Sword Emperor Dynasty.

The invisible, murderous slave flying swords ravaged the land like locusts, their numbers vast and their power immense, rising endlessly in all directions. Among them were even some flying swords specializing in soul-destroying attacks, hidden among them.

The divine soul sword energy that occasionally flies out is a nightmare for most of the low- to mid-level cultivators in this world, and they have almost no means of countering it.

Aside from these slave swords, the Rakshasa Yakshas emerging from all directions are also a major problem.

These people wreaked havoc without any clear objective, solely for destruction. Under the cover of the slave swords, they would strike once and then retreat, without considering the casualties or the damage, before immediately moving on to another location.

These Yakshas vary greatly in strength, with significant differences between them, but the damage they can cause is not to be underestimated. If no one is watching them closely enough, they can easily cripple or even destroy a large village or town with a single move.

Zuo Qiuchi and Feng Ying worked together and it took them some effort to kill one of the Yakshas.

Zuo Qiuchi stepped on the corpse of a foreign race on the ground, removed the Rakshasa mask from its face, and twirled it between his fingers:

"These guys are passable in terms of strength, but they don't fight us at all. They run away as soon as they see us, and they even tear things apart as they run. It was really difficult to kill one of them." Zuo Qiuchi was a little annoyed.

Even though they had killed the opponent, looking at the destroyed areas, they felt a sense of frustration despite their victory.

"The main problem is these flying swords. Some of them are even stronger than the masked man. The cover provided by these flying swords is the real trouble." Feng Ying's expression was solemn.

This was actually the work of someone from the Celestial Realm?!

"The strength of these flying swords is almost comparable to the demonic sword intent in the Two Elements Chaotic Soul Array back then..." As Zuo Qiuchi spoke, he used his Heart Sword to intercept and kill these flying swords.

Although it's a drop in the ocean, every little bit helps.

"No, we still need to call Donglu over. She can easily deal with these flying swords. We can't split up! If we split up, we'll be stretched too thin. It's better to concentrate our forces and quickly take down these masked guys!" Zuo Qiuchi said.

“But if we don’t spread out and distract them like this, these masked ones will only wreak havoc more easily. At least for now, the Asura King seems to be holding back a powerful one for us, and her flying swords are much denser.” Feng Ying thought her idea was too reckless.

Meanwhile, Zuo Donglu and Balan dealt with the flying swords left behind by Wu Yiling and rushed off to another location.

In Balan's hand lay a broken sword, the very one Li Wenhong wielded, now likely severely wounded and unconscious.

“There are too many strange flying swords, and I can’t deal with them all at once. Can the Sword Domain be summoned again?” Zuo Donglu asked.

While she could certainly command numerous flying swords, the increased number of swords she controlled would diminish her power, as the divine soul power she could allocate was ultimately limited. However, these slave swords did not have this concern, as they possessed their own independent will.

A single sword can even come with its own cultivation technique, automatically form formations and cooperate, and there are an astonishing number of them!

Balan frowned deeply.

“Sword Domain… No, the Sword Domain is not strong enough now, and summoning it would be useless. If Li Tairan had not used the Sword Domain to deal with Mingkong back then, perhaps he would still have been able to cope with the current situation.”

Just then, the chilling sword domain of the imperial dragon reappeared, slowly enveloping the Sword Dynasty within it, and its solidity was not much weaker than before.

Balan was stunned and speechless.

"What's going on? Such a powerful sword domain... Could it be that someone used their own sword intent to fill the formation?!"

Chapter 112 Acceptance

Let's turn back time a little.