Chapter 121 The Sword God has saved the cultivation world! The Sword God has returned! ...
But the next second, they landed on the ground, or more accurately, on the head of that demonic wolf.
The man placed one foot on the wolf's head. The seemingly light step felt as heavy as ten thousand pounds, so that the wolf didn't even have time to make a sound before its head was smashed into the bluestone ground.
With a sound of skull shattering, the demon wolf's body collapsed to the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.
After dealing with the demon wolf, the man quickly released his waist, tossed him to a relatively safe place, and then, sword in hand, headed towards Wen Riwan's direction.
Only then did Han Shannan have time to take a closer look at the figure.
First, the person was wearing a silver mask that covered most of her face, making it impossible for him to see her features.
Looking down the man's arm, he realized that what the man was holding was not a sword at all.
It was clearly a bamboo pole wrapped in pure spiritual energy. If he wasn't mistaken, that bamboo pole was the most common type of bamboo planted in the Wanshan Sect, the Four Seasons Bamboo, and the Wanshan Sect's emblem was imprinted on the bamboo joint.
Therefore, a true master doesn't even need a proper sword; any material found anywhere can be a deadly weapon for killing and self-defense.
etc……
wrong!
How did that person come out of Li Chenjin's room?!
Han Shannan coughed up a mouthful of blood, endured the continuous pain in his body, and rushed into the house.
But after looking around, he couldn't even spot a second person, let alone Li Chenjin.
When he rushed out of the house again, the figure from before had already disappeared, leaving only Wen Riwan sitting against the wall, still shaken.
In Wen Riwan's arms was a bamboo pole, exactly the same length as a longsword. Upon closer inspection, it was clear that it was the same item that the man had used earlier, presumably left for her to use for self-defense.
He strode up to Wen Riwan and asked, "Where is the person from earlier?"
Wen Riwan was still trembling all over. She glanced at Han Shannan and said in a trembling voice, "She...she saved me just now, and then she left this bamboo pole with me, and then...then she flew away in that direction..."
Han Shannan turned to chase after her, but Wen Riwan suddenly grabbed his hem as he turned, forcing him to stop after taking only one step.
He turned to look at Wen Riwan and heard her say, "I, I... I can't do it alone. These things are too scary. I... could you take me with you? I can protect myself with magical artifacts, so you don't need to worry about me. I won't let you take me for nothing. I have a few protective magical artifacts here. I'll give you one."
As she spoke, she took out a jade pendant-like magical artifact from her storage pouch at her waist, handed it to Han Shannan, and continued, "This magical artifact is very useful. The stronger your cultivation, the stronger it becomes, and it's not easily broken. It was made by my own hands; others would want it but still not be able to get it!"
Han Shannan felt the throbbing pain in his wounds, reached out and took the jade pendant, hung it on his waist, and then pulled Wen Riwan up. "Then stay close to me, I need to find Li Chenjin. She has no cultivation, and although she runs fast, she's no match for these things. Besides, she has a heart ailment, so she can't run for long. I must find her as soon as possible."
Wen Riwan immediately said, "I was looking for her too. I brought the storage bag with me because I wanted to give her a magical artifact..."
Han Shannan nodded, pressed his hand against the wounds on his body that were still bleeding despite the acupoints being pressed, lowered his eyes, and murmured to himself, "I must find her..."
“She taught me a lot; you could even call her my true master. That’s why I must find her, even if it costs me my life…”
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At this moment, Wanshan Gate was in complete chaos due to the sudden attack by the puppets and demonic beasts.
But those puppets and monsters are not afraid of pain, not afraid of death, and will never die. Even if their necks are cut off or their waists are cut off, they can be pieced back together in a moment.
What's even more terrifying is that the more ruthless the attack, the stronger the killing intent in one's heart, the stronger those things will become, and the faster they will be pieced back together.
It's like...
Their murderous intent is like nourishment for the power of these things.
In addition, those creatures liked to travel in large groups, and their numbers increased as they were killed. Before long, the hundred or so people led by Zeng Shujin were surrounded by them.
If it weren't for the fact that among these hundred or so people there was a cultivator from the artifact cultivation world who used a magic weapon, and others channeled spiritual energy into his body to create a barrier that kept those things out, they would probably have perished long ago.
Even with magical artifacts, it only delayed their deaths, because they had already consumed a lot of spiritual energy and were injured in the fight.
Although the injuries were mostly minor, they caused the spiritual meridians to become inexplicably sluggish after the injuries, making it difficult to mobilize spiritual energy continuously.
"Sect Leader Zeng! What exactly is going on?!"
Once one person started questioning Zeng Shujin, the others followed suit and began questioning her as well, which made things much easier.
In an instant, Zeng Shujin became the target of everyone's criticism within this barrier. She was not only questioned by people from other cultivation worlds, but also lost the trust of the disciples of the Wanshan Sect.
Among these hundred or so people, the only one still standing beside him was Zeng Shuqing.
With tears in her eyes, she looked at the crowd before her and said, "Everyone, my brother certainly wouldn't want to see such a scene either. Look at those people and monsters outside, and you'll know that something is wrong with them. They must be controlled by the demon god statue."
"That demon statue must have known we were going to discuss eliminating it, which is why it suddenly attacked during the peace talks. If anyone is to blame, it's that demon statue. How can you blame my brother?"
"Ultimately, it's all because Sect Leader Zeng handled things poorly!" someone suddenly sighed. "When we were discussing the matter of the Demon God Statue, we always did it quietly within our own sects. But Sect Leader Zeng insisted on making this peace meeting a huge spectacle! Is Sect Leader Zeng doing this because he's afraid that the Demon God Statue won't know we're going to deal with it?!"
An elder of the Wanshan Sect sighed, "Alas... Shujin, you really made a mistake in this matter. When Xianghuan was still around, didn't you manage the sword cultivation world perfectly? For so many years, there was never a mistake. How come you suddenly made such a big mistake now?"
Zeng Shujin glanced at the elder and said, "You said the same thing to Xianghuan before. You said that when Master was still alive, she handled all the miscellaneous affairs of the sect perfectly and never made a mistake. Why is it that when she was in charge of important matters, she made so many mistakes?"
"Am I wrong?" the elder roared. "I have devoted myself to the sword cultivator world and the sect for so many years without ever slacking off. Can't I even point out the mistakes you've made? Shujin, you have disappointed me greatly. If your father were still alive, he would be utterly disappointed in you!"
“Is that so?” Zeng Shujin looked at him quietly and said, “But if I remember correctly, for these things to come in, someone must use a token to open the protective array of the sword cultivator world. And you just happened to close the protective array for a quarter of an hour under the pretext of checking it.”
All eyes immediately turned to the elder, who promptly said, "The inspection of the mountain-protecting formation is done once a year, and at the same time every year without fail. Besides, if it were truly me, why would I personally take action?! If something goes wrong, wouldn't I be inviting suspicion? Do I think I'm that foolish?!"
Zeng Shujin said, "Who knows, maybe you're using a feigned retreat as a tactic to advance?"
"Zeng Shujin!"
Just as everyone was wondering whether to intervene or not, the old elder of Wanshan Sect was about to quarrel with the current sect leader. Suddenly, a figure descended from the sky.
The white figure, still stained with some crimson blood, fell from the sky, its robes fluttering as if a phoenix had descended to earth.
The moment she landed, the spiritual energy around her, which had become so concentrated it was almost tangible, shook the ground, creating a dense network of cracks. At the same time, it also sent the puppets and monsters in the vicinity flying into the air before crashing back to the ground.
What's even more shocking is that after the puppets and demonic beasts landed, they couldn't get up for a while, unlike before when they were knocked away and were able to get up quickly, and even their cultivation level improved.
Even so, she was all alone.
It's hard to imagine how one person could possibly win against nearly two hundred puppets and monsters all by himself.
After all, with enemies all around, no way to retreat and no reinforcements from behind, how could they possibly win?
How can we possibly win?
Immediately, someone inside the barrier shouted loudly, urging the person to come in first. However, the person ignored them and instead, with a fearless attitude, led nearly half of the puppets and monsters to another open area.
In this way, although the barrier could be less burdened and the people inside could reduce the amount of spiritual energy they needed to transmit, thus allowing it to last longer, what difference was there between that and exchanging her own life for theirs?
It might all be for nothing. If she loses her own life, the puppets and monsters will attack again, and their lives will be lost as well. It's just a matter of who dies first and who dies later.
Just when everyone thought that the person was doomed, they were surprised to find that he easily broke through the encirclement of puppets and monsters with his unpredictable swordsmanship. He then returned to the encirclement on his own initiative, repeating this process with ease.
This was repeated several times, seemingly a suicidal tactic, but in the end, all the puppets and monsters had fallen to the ground, while she herself was unharmed.
Not only was there not a single wound, but she also had the strength to return and deal with the remaining puppets and monsters.
Upon seeing the figure's sword techniques, everyone within the barrier was shocked, especially some elders from the cultivation world, who exclaimed, "Sword God!"
This remark was like a thunderclap, and after a moment of stunned silence, everyone else erupted in cheers.
"It's the Sword God!"
"It really is the Sword God!!"
"The Sword God is back! The Sword God is back!!"
"The cultivation world is saved! The Sword God has returned!"
"With the Sword God here, dealing with that demon statue will definitely be no problem!!"
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