Chapter 90 Exclusive Release: Everyone Turns Around...
Everyone turned around and looked toward the source of the sound. They saw a figure dressed in light-colored clothes, stained with blood, standing at the doorway with a half-smile on his lips.
The dancer in the center also stopped moving due to this sudden change, and quietly looked in the direction of that person. Then, she gently raised her slender fingers, touched the pale mask on her face, and gently removed it, revealing a beautiful and bewitching face behind the mask, a face that seemed otherworldly.
Her beauty is beyond description by any words in the world; it seems that using any word to describe her would be a desecration.
Even Li Chenjin, who prided himself on being well-informed, couldn't help but take a second look at her face when his gaze fell upon her.
That was all. She quickly regained her senses, and then raised her hand. The long sword that had been embedded in the stone wall seemed to be summoned. It trembled a few times, then was suddenly pulled out of the stone wall, streaking through the air like a shooting star, and returned to her hand.
A smile played on her lips as she looked at the people before her, and said with a hint of mockery, "Oh dear... I seem to have ruined something for you all. The one you just summoned must be the God Lord, right?"
As she spoke, she shook her head with feigned regret, "What a pity. I wasn't paying attention and my hand slipped, and I accidentally scattered your shrine. I'm so sorry, so sorry."
She apologized verbally, but there was no trace of remorse on her face. Instead, her sarcasm only intensified, which angered the people around her who had recovered from their shock. They were so angry that they wanted to rush up and punch her.
"Who are you?! How dare you interfere with the affairs of my Ascension God Cult?!"
Li Chen smiled slightly at the crowd before him, "I am but a nobody, my name is not worth mentioning. But what you all are talking about, the 'Ascension to God Sect,' sounds like quite a prestigious name."
Those who were even slightly smarter could naturally tell that Li Chenjin's words were sarcastic and had a hidden meaning, but among these people, there were always some who were not so smart, and one of them actually went along with Li Chenjin's words and said: "Since you know that, then why don't you get out of here!"
"You will be punished for disturbing the gods!"
"You audacious madman, kneel down now!"
"Judging from your cultivation level, if you are willing to submit to my Ascending God Cult, the God Lord may forgive your crime of disturbing us!"
Listening to the cacophony of voices, Li Chen couldn't help but sigh, muttering to himself, "How can there still be people who can't understand human language..."
As she spoke, she glanced at the group of people, shrugged, and continued, "Alright. Since you all can't understand my implied meaning, I'll just say it directly."
"I came here for three reasons: first, to save people; second, to destroy your so-called Ascension Cult; and third..."
She smiled slightly, "I want to take all of your lives."
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Since that initial burst of spiritual energy, there has been no further movement within the Jade Shadow Pavilion.
The elders and disciples were unsure what to do, so they eventually invited the head of the weapon-crafting sect to come over.
The sect leader activated the teleportation artifact and appeared before everyone. The elders and disciples around him immediately rushed forward, chattering about what had just happened.
The sect leader's head throbbed from the incessant chatter. He quickly waved his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet. Once the surroundings calmed down, he asked, "Um... where did that guest go? You chased her for so long, could you tell which realm she's from?"
After exchanging bewildered glances, an elder hesitated and said, "Um... I can't tell... That person ran too fast; we couldn't catch up, and we didn't even have a chance to fight. We only know that her movements are unpredictable and quite..."
The man stopped mid-sentence, prompting the sect leader to press him with a question: "What is it?"
After exchanging glances with the elder and those around him, another person chimed in, "Um... quite... quite reminiscent of the Sword God of yesteryear..."
Sect Leader: "..."
After a strange and long silence, the sect leader said with a complicated and surprised expression, "Could it be...could it be that because we have been getting too close to the magic cultivation world lately, the Sword God is not happy about it and has therefore manifested to dismantle our weapon cultivation world again?"
At this moment, another person asked, "Sect Leader, if it is truly the Sword God manifesting, what should we do?"
The sect leader sighed, stroked his beard, and forced himself to remain calm, saying, "It's alright, it's alright. The Sword God only demolishes buildings, he never kills indiscriminately..."
Before he could finish speaking, a loud crash suddenly erupted from the long-silent Biying Tower, followed by the collapse of the entire building.
The immense spiritual power, carrying rubble and various magical artifacts, hurled in all directions.
Those who were not far from Biying Tower were almost crushed into mincemeat by the falling rocks. After barely dodging them, they looked back in shock and saw a huge crater where Biying Tower had once stood.
The pit was bottomless, and even with the bright sunlight overhead, it couldn't penetrate the abyss-like darkness.
Some of the bolder ones approached the edge of the pit and peered inside. Although they couldn't see anything, they felt as if something was lurking in the darkness, staring at them from the ground, sending chills down their spines.
"How...how can there be such a big hole down there?!"
"That's strange. When the building was constructed, we didn't realize there was such a large underground space..."
"Hey! Look, isn't there... isn't there something down there?"
Before the crowd's discussion had ceased, a bright red figure suddenly flew out from the deep pit.
After the figure flew out of the pit, it stood in mid-air. Then, it raised its jade hand, and a red light wrapped in black mist instantly surged out of the pit.
The red lights gathered together and instantly condensed into a giant human face behind the woman.
Before the disciples of the weapon-cultivation world could react, the human face suddenly dispersed, transforming into countless "sharp arrows" that rained down like a deluge.
The person pierced through the body by the "arrow" only had time to let out a short wail before collapsing to the ground, lifeless. There were no visible wounds on their body, yet their life vanished in an instant, and not even a trace of their soul could be sensed, as if their soul had been scattered in an instant.
The sect leader could no longer say "it's alright," and hurriedly summoned his magic weapon to create a barrier, enveloping the disciples within a five or six zhang radius.
Once it was temporarily safe, a disciple immediately crouched down to check on his fellow disciple who had fallen to the ground.
The moment his hand touched the body, the corpse, whose eyes had been closed, suddenly opened them.
Those people had blood-red pupils, no longer resembling living people, and wore eerie smiles on their faces. They suddenly pounced on the still-living disciples, knocking them to the ground.
These disciples, no longer living beings, could not use magical artifacts or mobilize their cultivation, but they had hands and teeth. After grabbing a person, they would bite down, and when they raised their heads again, they had already torn a large chunk of flesh from that person's body.
The sect leader had not expected things to develop this way and was caught off guard. After kicking away the disciple who rushed at him, he hurriedly activated the communication device, trying to summon people from the cultivation world.
But before he could summon the disciples of the Dharma Cultivation Realm, another figure flew up from the pit.
Just as he thought some calamity had struck again, he saw the man holding a long sword. In the blink of an eye, the surrounding spiritual energy gathered on the sword, causing a sudden rumble of thunder to sound in the originally clear sky.
With a single swing of her sword, the sound of air being torn apart, accompanied by blinding sword energy, cleaved the woman in red directly from the sky.
As the man saw the woman in red land, he followed suit, and a flash of sword light shattered the red light that hadn't yet gathered.
These few moves reveal that this person must be a great master in the world of sword cultivation, perhaps even possessing the aura of a sword god. Wherever the sword light passed, buildings were reduced to dust, and the earthquake cracked open countless gaps.
Moreover, the sword light was so powerful that it could sweep away everything within a nine-zhang radius in the blink of an eye. After the sword light dissipated, the sword energy did not dissipate. It carried away the broken stones and dust and could shake out another nine zhang, causing all the pavilions and towers within that nine zhang to crack. It seemed that as long as a strong wind came, those cracked pavilions and towers would collapse with a crash.
It is unbelievable that in the world of sword cultivators today, there is still someone who can cultivate to 30% of the level of a sword god. He is truly a rare genius.
The sect leader looked at that figure and felt a pang of sorrow in his heart. He sighed painfully, "Alas... when will our weapon-cultivating world produce such a prodigy? I don't even ask that any disciple can compare with the Sword God's talent, but even a fraction of the Sword God's skill would be good enough."
An elder, covered in dust and dirt, shakily got up from the ground, wiped the blood from his forehead, and chimed in, "Yes... If our weapon-cultivating world had even one disciple with decent cultivation, we could hold our own against an opponent for a few moves and hold out until reinforcements arrive."
"No matter how good this magical artifact is, you still need a matching level of cultivation to unleash its full potential, alas..."
The sect leader continued, "Yes, alas... I think it would be better to select some suitable disciples and have them temporarily put down their magical artifacts and go to the realm of magic cultivators to focus on their cultivation. That way, if anyone comes to the realm of artifact cultivators to demolish buildings again, at least... at least we can exchange a blow with them..."
The elder paused, "...Sect Leader, is it really only one move?"
The sect leader gave a wry smile and slowly said, "You know perfectly well that half of the disciples who come to our weapon-cultivation world to study are children with poor aptitude who were rejected by other cultivation worlds..."
"...And what about the other 50%?"
"The other 50%..." the sect leader sighed, "are children who can't even get into the sects of other cultivation worlds..."
Li Chenjin's sword energy swept across the red-clad woman's body several times. Each time the sword energy swept across, the woman's body would suddenly disperse like the red light she had scattered, but it would re-condense after a moment.
After several rounds, although the man's face had become paler and his body more transparent, and he appeared to have suffered some injuries, Li Chenjin's condition was clearly more serious than that man's.
Her hand holding the sword trembled uncontrollably, and she couldn't suppress it even if she tried.
As the crack in her spiritual vein widened, her spiritual energy continued to drain away, causing her vision to blur, her heart to pound like a drum, and her limbs to become increasingly weak.
Pain can be blocked out, but the body will not get better just because the pain is gone; on the contrary, it will get worse.
Author's note: I don't know what to name this [shy]
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