Chapter 133 The Seal "You have someone you want to fulfill, and so do I."...

Wen Yizhan was completely stunned by the scolding.

His junior sister doesn't often scold him, though it's not that she never does, but it usually happens when he irritates her by being too rude or impulsive.

But this time, he didn't provoke her.

I don't think so...

Perhaps, maybe... junior sister feels sorry for him?

As Wen Yizhan thought this, his hands never stopped moving. The sword energy within the formation was continuous, relentlessly trying to kill those within, displaying a relentless, all-or-nothing momentum. Jiang Yuhuo broke free from his grasp. At this moment, he was indeed able to deal with the sword energy more easily, but at the same time, he also realized that there was a strong fluctuation of spiritual energy around him, and the sword energy attacking him had become less.

If he could see it now, he would find that the spiritual power in Jiang Yuhuo's hand, like her anger, surged forth and pressed down on the sword energy in all directions, annihilating the sword energy that was about to emerge.

Jiang Yuhuo's eyes gradually regained their sight. She saw that she and Wen Yizhan were surrounded by swords that shot into the sky and were in the middle of the sword formation.

She had broken sword formations before, but Bai Hui's sword formation was different from Ning Yu's. There were no magical artifacts above this formation, and she did not see any objects other than swords around her.

She had previously refined Ning Yu's golden seal, so unless she did it herself, she wouldn't suffer any external injuries. However, when this sword energy struck, she vaguely realized that although this frosty sword energy wouldn't cut her body, it would cut her soul.

It seems Bai Hui really intends for them to die here.

But if she breaks a sword formation once, she can break it a second time.

"Senior brother, can you see now?"

Just as Wen Yizhan's eyes began to light up, he heard Jiang Yuhuo's question behind him.

"Yes, what does Junior Sister want me to do?"

"To hold the line."

The so-called "stabilizing the formation" not only means using spiritual power as a guide to act as a spiritual anchor, stabilize the formation, and prevent the formation from counterattacking, but also means being able to see in all directions and hear in all directions in such a killing formation, grasp all changes in the formation, and guide the one who breaks the formation to avoid the killing intent.

With someone holding the line, someone else must break the formation. Jiang Yuhuo's intentions are self-evident.

One attacks, one defends; the one holding the line is the shield for the one breaking through the formation.

Wen Yizhan's vision was now clear. Without a moment's hesitation, he threw the spirit sword in his hand into the air. Then, he flipped and overlapped his two fingers in front of him. The spirit sword in the air instantly transformed into countless sword lights, which rained down and shot straight towards every point in the sword formation.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Jiang Yuhuo leaped up, cutting a gash on her fingertip. A drop of blood condensed in the air, shattered, and burned. The flames in the blood tore and deformed, gradually stretching into the length of a sword—a burning blood sword.

Sword energy surged from all directions, its white rays crisscrossing and obscuring its origin. Jiang Yuhuo held the Bloodfire Sword in one hand and gathered a ball of pale golden light in the other, which she tossed into the air, where it spun and spread rapidly.

Every magic array must have a key point.

Can't find the array's core? Then you can try to fool it.

How do you deceive it? If you deceive it, you're the one who set up the trap.

These were some of the few useful words Li Mengbai uttered during their escape.

Unable to find the "golden seal" of this sword formation, Jiang Yuhuo created a golden seal for it, using the aura of the golden seal of Ningyu Sword Formation as bait to make the formation believe that it was about to inject power into it.

As the golden light dispersed, countless chaotic white sword beams gradually converged and merged in one direction, revealing the original sword energy vortex of the sword formation.

This is the place to come from.

Without waiting for a moment's hesitation, Jiang Yuhuo, sword and all, thrust straight into the vortex of sword energy, the white light instantly engulfing the flames.

The next moment, the flames intensified, and the sword energy became the fuel for the fire, turning the white vortex into the source of the raging fire. The sword energy ceased to ignite, and the flames spread from there.

Jiang Yuhuo fell back to the ground.

The surroundings were no longer blindingly white; the night was revealed through the scorched sword formation, like a hole burned into white paper.

The burned hole was wide enough to exit, but Wen Yizhan didn't move. He looked at the firelight above his head, knowing that the flames would burn the sword formation to ashes.

This was the first time he had ever seen Jiang Yuhu fight like this, so fiercely, so... dazzlingly.

She's progressing too fast. He thought to himself that compared to her, he seemed to have been stuck in the same place for a long time.

If this continues, he might really have to be protected by his junior sister.

The sword formation has been broken, but the lake has disappeared.

Jiang Yu Huo probed out with her spiritual sense and found that they were already far away from the lake. She wondered how Bai Hui had managed to do it, as the sword formation could actually shift locations.

But now is not the time to worry about formations; stopping Bai Hui is the top priority.

On their way back to the island's heart lake, they encountered a slender figure. They quickly realized it wasn't Bai Hui's sword formation that was so ingenious, but rather that someone else was secretly helping them.

"Senior Jiao, so you were involved too?" Wen Yizhan was very displeased. He had treated him with sincerity all these years, but all he got in return was one deception after another.

“She never told me, but since she is so determined, you must not disturb her.”

Jiao Chongyuan opened his left hand in the void, and a dark-colored spirit sword appeared in his hand, with a spiritual energy barrier spreading outwards from the spirit sword as the center.

"Leave here, or I won't show any mercy." He casually tossed out a teleportation array. "Or, I can send you away."

Sensing the familiar aura within the sword formation, Jiang Yuhuo suddenly realized that he had superimposed a teleportation array on Bai Hui's sword formation. Did he know that Bai Hui had set up a killing formation and moved them away in order to save them?

But they don't need anyone to rescue them or take them to school.

Jiang Yuhuo didn't say a word, but charged forward with her sword in hand. Jiao Chongyuan's cold face visibly showed displeasure, as if he was very unhappy with her actions.

"rude."

Jiao Chongyuan's sword intent attacked her mercilessly. His sword was not as fast as Jiang Yuhuo's, but each strike carried an ancient and heavy pressure, pressing down on Jiang Yuhuo's sword like a mountain, causing her attacks to become sluggish.

Suddenly, a bolt of purple lightning flashed behind her. Taking advantage of the brief moment that she was entangled with Jiao Chongyuan, Wen Yizhan had already unleashed a sword strike called "Breaking the Emperor's Gate" into the void.

The barrier made a tearing sound like cloth. Jiang Yuhuo looked up and saw Wen Yizhan standing in the night sky, his sword held horizontally in front of him. The light of the spirit sword reflected in his eyes, clear and bright. He winked at her.

"Junior sister, go do your thing, I'll take care of things here."

Jiang Yuhu nodded and hummed in agreement. He then threw a flash of fire to blind Jiao Chongyuan, and without hesitation, slipped out through the breach.

The instant she disappeared, Wen Yizhan loosened his grip on the sword, exhaled heavily, and the breach closed in an instant.

Jiao Chongyuan failed to catch Jiang Yuhuo and was about to chase after her when a sword appeared in front of him.

"You think you can stop me all by yourself?" Jiao Chongyuan glanced at him. The unruly young man stood in mid-air, his black Kunlun disciple's robes had hidden tears, from the cuts he had made in the sword formation. After all, he was a junior he had mentored. "Yizhan, the sword formation contains the Soul-Injuring Sword. What you should be doing now is replenishing your soul, not stopping me here."

For cultivators, physical injuries are easy to heal, but injuries to the soul are difficult to cure. If they are not repaired in time and the soul is damaged, the cultivator is extremely vulnerable to invasion by demonic energy, and his cultivation will be hindered, making no further progress.

Wen Yizhan was aware of these things.

The black-clad swordsman blew away the stray hairs that had fallen in front of his eyes, a smirk playing on his lips. "You have someone you want to help, and so do I."

...

In the center of Jiangdao Island, on the shore of Funnel Lake.

As soon as Jiang Yuhuo got close, he sensed a strong demonic aura.

She followed the aura and found that the center of the demonic energy was on the high ground in the center of the lake, on the spirit-summoning tree.

Meanwhile, Bai Hui was continuously channeling spiritual energy into the spirit-summoning tree.

Upon seeing her arrive, Bai Hui was startled for a moment, but then his impatience became visibly apparent, and a sharp white light shot towards her without warning.

Jiang Yuhuo was not polite either. He neither dodged nor avoided the attack. His sword energy, carrying flames, dispersed the white light and headed straight for Bai Hui's location.

This action thoroughly enraged Bai Hui, who asked in a fierce tone, "Why aren't you dead yet?"

This time, she unleashed not sword energy, but a sword as bright as a white rainbow and as cold as ice and snow.

Dingchun Sword.

What is Dingchun?

Frost and cold are gone, and all things are alive.

It is precisely by concealing the harshness of winter within the sword's edge that spring can return to the earth.

When the legendary Dingchun Sword came piercing through, Jiang Yuhuo felt all the energy around her being swept away, turning into a cold, unstoppable blade. She had no choice but to dodge first, but in the instant she passed it, she saw demonic energy overflowing from the bottom of the spirit-summoning tree, as if it was guiding something out.

A chilling thought flashed through Jiang Yuhuo's mind.

When she was at the Li family, the old herbalist broke the spiritual seal between her and Li Mengbai by using the Spirit-Subduing Wood.

Spirit-inducing wood can channel spiritual energy, and naturally it can also channel demonic energy.

not good!

Jiang Yuhuo rushed forward again, trying to snatch the Spirit-Subduing Wood, but the white light slashed down mercilessly.

"Bai Hui, you're insane! How could you break the seal of the demon?!"

Jiang Yuhuo was both angry and shocked. If she hadn't pulled back in time, the Dingchun Sword would have almost severed her hand.

She found Bai Hui utterly unreasonable. "You came here to guard the river, but your real intention is to destroy this place?"

Despite Jiang Yuhuo seeing through her, Bai Hui was no longer angry. She calmly forced back the approaching people, guarding the spirit-summoning tree and preventing anyone from getting close. She held the Dingchun Sword in her hand, the blade held horizontally in front of her, in the most common starting stance in Kunlun sword techniques. She appeared very clear-headed.

Jiang Yuhuo hovered over the lake, unable to get close, but he did not retreat. "So many people died a hundred years ago to form this seal. Are you going to let them die in vain?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Hui's eyes suddenly filled with hatred. "Die in vain? How did they die? Who sent them to their deaths in vain? You should ask your master!"

Master? What's your relationship with Master?

Wen Yizhan said that her master was not in the war back then.

More and more demonic energy was climbing up the spirit tree. Jiang Yuhuo knew that she had to stop it, otherwise the human world would be in chaos. If all else failed, she would burn the tree!

She unleashed her Bloodfire Sword and thrust it forward, almost striking the Spirit-Summoning Wood.

"Don't touch it!"

The flames were extinguished by Bai Hui's sword.

The frost-cold sword intent struck again, and Bai Hui immediately launched a complete "Breaking the Emperor's Gate" move. Countless sword lights wove together a net that left no one with a chance to escape. After trapping her prey, a frost-white sword aura swept across the heavens and earth, like divine punishment.

Such a "gatekeeper"...

Jiang Yuhuo knew that sword intent would change with the temperament of the swordsman. She had only seen Wen Yizhan use this move before. If Wen Yizhan's sword intent was a light and free wind, then Bai Hui's sword intent was a majestic and heavy mountain, with the momentum to crush everything under its feet.

Jiang Yuhuo was slightly shaken, but at this critical moment, she could not afford to be distracted. She could have been fearless of the sword wound, but the Dingchun Sword could not only break the physical body, but also the soul.

She knew she couldn't withstand this sword strike, so she could only gather all her spiritual power and use the sword she conjured to carve a path to survival for herself.

The burning sword tore the sword net apart, but since the illusory sword had no physical form, the moment it broke through the net, Sadaharu's sword energy still pierced through the illusory sword, leaving a bloody mark on her arm.

She immediately felt a sharp pain as if her mind was being torn apart. This wound to her soul seemed to have enraged the fire element that had been dormant in her bloodline for a long time, and before she could do anything about it, it had already spread like wildfire.

At the same time, the sword that failed to strike her cleaved into the lake, splitting the entire lake in two. The crack continued to extend downwards, seemingly about to cut the entire island apart.

The lake water began to sink, and crisscrossing golden lines gradually appeared beneath the surface.

These are patterns that seal away demons. Countless golden threads point to countless cultivators who once used their lives as seals here. They are intertwined together, sealing almost all the demons in the world beneath.

The seal was originally formed beneath this island.

Only a portion of the massive and intricate golden patterns was revealed, but Jiang Yuhuo clearly saw that the location of the descending spirit wood was precisely at the center where these lines intersected. The black wood stood upright in the center of the seal, like a sharp sword piercing the heart.

Jiang Yuhuo was in excruciating pain and rage. Holding his injured arm, he looked at the pale and emaciated white figure not far away and said, "Bai Hui, why did you do this? Do you still consider yourself a cultivator from Kunlun?"

Unexpectedly, she managed to escape from his sword. Bai Hui turned around abruptly, his eyes filled with hatred. "Why couldn't she?"

"Zhang Zhenyang can betray his promise for the woman he loves. As her husband, why can't I take a gamble?"