Chapter 101 The Wail of the Jade City Sword Whoosh

whoosh——

In the dense primeval forest, black shadows quickly passed between the giant trees and bushes. Bang! A black shadow suddenly stopped, got on all fours, and sniffed the ground fiercely.

"how?"

A man in a black robe also stopped beside the black shadow and scanned the surroundings carefully, trying to find some clues.

The black shadow raised his head upon hearing this, his pair of vertical pupil beast eyes were full of excitement, and he said excitedly:

"Captain! It should be in this area. I caught a glimpse of an aura that is about to dissipate. It's the fluctuation of the Soul Devouring Gourd!"

The man in black robe was stunned. He didn't expect that just asking casually would actually produce some results. He had been under too much pressure during this period and was a little dazed. He came to his senses instantly and quickly took out a black jade pendant and crushed it.

There are as many as thousands of similar search teams. The dense forests, the sky, the rivers and lakes, and deep underground, this vast and boundless mountain range are all filled with the figures of men in black robes. They have dug deep into the ground and set up a tight net.

At the moment the jade pendant was crushed, all the men in black robes froze in place, and then transformed into rays of light that began to shrink and converge.

Tick-tick!

Deep underground, in a natural stalactite cave, water drops occasionally fall, creating ripples in the deep pool.

By the pool, Bai Jiange sat cross-legged in an isolation formation. Even though he was being chased by men in black robes, his white robe and white hair were still spotless. On his waist were two long swords, one white and one green. A blood-red long sword was placed across his legs, and the sword was surrounded by the aura of killing, death and destruction.

Next to Bai Jiange stood a huge gourd, which was completely black, with dense and twisted inscriptions on it, and black mist lingering around it. There were nine golden talismans pasted on the gourd.

Bai Jiange, who was meditating and practicing, suddenly opened his eyes. Endless sword intent surged in the depths of his eyes, and the sword pattern between his eyebrows shone brightly.

The warning formation he had set up was triggered. Although this stalactite cave was located very deep underground and the thick rock layers blocked the detection of divine thoughts, with the sharp noses of those men in black robes, they would find it sooner or later.

He glanced hesitantly at the pitch-black gourd beside him. He knew that the man in black was tracking him through this gourd. Unfortunately, the gourd was indestructible, and he was unhappy that he had to return it to the man in black so easily.

Although he had killed thousands of black-robed men with the holy sword in the battle in the secret realm, it was far from enough. Since he had dealt with him, he would have to pay the price.

Moreover, the gourd also contains the souls of the fellow Taoists who entered the secret realm together. The man in black robe is chasing them so relentlessly, there may be more than just the souls of those fellow Taoists in it. In this case, we cannot give up this gourd.

Bai Jiange's eyes gradually became sharper. He gently stroked the bloody red sword on his leg, and faint sword sounds were heard.

…

Seven days later.

Bai Donglin sat cross-legged in a cave, holding the twin beads of thunder and fire in his hands. The terrifying thunder and fire wrapped around his body, and the ground was littered with bottles and jars.

He had already arrived at the Wulan Mountains for a few days. He first went to the secret place, but unfortunately he did not find any clues except for a ruin. He still could not be sure whether the swordsman was his second brother.

The Wulan Mountains are too huge, spreading across several states. Finding someone is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Moreover, he is not sure whether the swordsman is still in the Wulan Mountains. These days, he can only go out for a walk from time to time to try his luck, and spend most of his time practicing.

Bai Donglin stopped practicing and opened his eyes, frowning slightly. Why did he suddenly feel uneasy?

With his current level of cultivation and extremely high spiritual realm, he would naturally not be restless for no reason. There must be a reason for his sudden impulse.

I stood up and walked out of the cave, looking up at the sky. Could it be that something really happened to my second brother?

Yin! A sword humming sound suddenly sounded, and when he looked intently, he saw a flash of sword light cutting through the sky and shooting directly towards him at an extremely fast speed.

Clang! The long sword pierced into the hard rock three feet in front of Bai Donglin, making a slight buzzing sound. Bai Donglin's expression changed, and his aura leaked out. Countless cracks appeared on the surrounding rock walls due to the pressure.

"Yudu Sword!"

He raised his hand and took up the long sword. There were many notches on the white jade-like sword body. The sword body vibrated slightly and made an urgent cry. Yes, this was indeed the second brother's sword Yudu. He didn't expect that this sword was so spiritual that it could seek help from him through the blood and breath! "Very good! You are all fine!"

"Good Jian'er, lead the way, let's go save our second brother!"

The gray fog in Bai Donglin's sea of ​​consciousness rolled violently, and the soul sitting cross-legged in the center opened his eyes. The word "devil" in the depths of his eyes was bloody and dazzling. With a flash of light, the soul was covered with a black robe, and was surrounded by black fog.

Yin! The Yudu Sword made a joyful sound. Bai Donglin held the long sword, took a step forward and disappeared. Boom! The mountain where the cave was located suddenly collapsed into a pile of rubble.

…

"kill!"

"Kill this man! Take back the Soul-Swallowing Gourd!"

Bai Jiange stood in the void, holding a scarlet sword in his hand and carrying a huge soul-devouring gourd on his back. His eyes were filled with murderous intent and endless sword intent lingered around his body.

He slashed forward casually, and dense red blood lines cut through the space. A group of black-robed people who were unable to dodge were chopped into pieces. Bai Jiange's attention was not on these Yuanshen realm cultivators, his eyes were fixed on several figures in the distant void.

"Hand over the Soul-Swallowing Gourd."

"You are indeed quite powerful, but how many more strikes can you swing with your sacred sword?"

Bai Jiange remained silent and fought fiercely for a long time, retreating while fighting. Even the jade of his sword was shattered and flew away. It seemed that these black-robed men were endless. What made him even more cautious were the few monks who were vaguely surrounding him.

They were all actually in the Dharma Realm, which was beyond his expectation. When they fought in the secret realm, there was no master in the Dharma Realm among them.

At the beginning, he took advantage of their carelessness and used the sword in his hand to kill a Dharma Realm cultivator. Now they have learned their lesson and are hiding aside, letting his subordinates consume him.

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He sensed the long sword in his hand with his mind. This holy weapon named "Man-Slayer" was obtained from a secret realm. It contained the supreme killing sword intent of Gui Yi.

Unfortunately, after the battle in the secret realm, plus the consumption just now, there is not much supreme sword intent left in it. I estimate that he can only use it with full strength once.

We have to find an opportunity to break out, otherwise today will be difficult to resolve.

His left hand gently stroked the green sword at his waist, and a determination flashed in his eyes. I, Bai Jiange, will not die in such a place!

"The Long River of Sword Intent - Three Thousand Fireflies!"

Yin! Endless sword intent soared into the sky, large tracts of clouds were chopped into pieces, and countless cracks appeared in the void! Many black-robed people were terrified and retreated one after another. The Dharma Realm monks who were watching from a distance also showed shock on their faces.

How is it possible? How can he possess so many sword intents? It would be a blessing for a cultivator in the Yuan Shen realm to comprehend one sword intent!

The sword intent that erupted from the white-haired man in front of them, they could sense more than a dozen kinds of sword intent, four seasons, life and death, destruction, killing, yin and yang, light and darkness...

What kind of monster swordsman is this?

Of course, they didn't know that Bai Jiange had fused hundreds of "Sword Intent Seeds" in the secret realm, completely breaking the iron rule that a sword cultivator could only fuse one "Sword Intent Seed"!

Countless terrifying sword intents formed a long river of sword intents, shattering all the energy locked on Bai Jiange, and carrying Bai Jiange like teleportation, instantly approaching a Dharma Realm cultivator, with a strong red light bursting out from the human butcher in his hand, which had been fully activated! A strong and nauseating smell of blood spread out, and the supreme killing sword intent from the great sword cultivator of Guiyi in the chaotic ancient times instantly locked the Dharma Realm cultivator, causing him to stiffen all over and unable to move.

"cut!"

A bloody red light streaked through the sky and passed through the body of the immobilized Dharmakaya monk, instantly turning into nothingness. His body, soul, and true spirit were all annihilated, and he died completely!

Bai Jiange did not stop after killing a Dharmakāya monk, and fled rapidly in the long river of sword intent. The supreme sword intent in Ren Tu had been used up, and now he had to rely on himself.

With his current strength, he cannot defeat even one Dharma-phase cultivator, let alone the fact that the opponent has three Dharma-phase cultivators.

Although he had comprehended many sword skills, they were still very immature. His cultivation had only recently broken through the Soul Realm. It was already very good that he could use Ren Tu to kill so many cultivators.

Bai Jiange flew for a while and suddenly stopped. He narrowed his eyes and stared at the densely packed black inscriptions floating in the void.

These black-robed men had set up a large sealing formation here at some point in time. The sky and the ground were all blocked by the formation. It would be impossible to break the formation by force in a short time.

Turning around and looking at the black-robed man who was slowly approaching him from behind, Bai Jiange's eyes were filled with murderous intent again, and his long white hair was dancing like a mad snake.

In the Qi Hai Dantian, nine sword-shaped Yuantais of different colors were circling and dancing, making pleasant sword sounds at the same time!

(End of this chapter)