Chapter 696 Primordial Spirit, Sword Control



Hu Le walked through the immortal mansion, his figure ethereal, his steps seemingly slow but actually swift. In just seven or eight breaths, he had already walked out of the vast immortal mansion.

As for the outcome of the battle between the two sides within the Immortal Abode, he no longer cared much.

Besides, Hu Le had already noticed from their facial features that none of the younger generation showed any signs of dying young.

They are generally lucky, so they shouldn't encounter any life-threatening danger this time.

Moreover, Chu Xuanji had already refined the town's stone tablet, and the immortal mansion had become their home ground. With most of the Copper Camel Daoist's combat power crippled, the disciples of Copper Gong Island could not possibly be their match.

After all, in the cultivation world, it's not always the case that the longer one cultivates, the more powerful one becomes.

How could the supernatural powers and secret techniques cultivated by the Tongluo Island lineage compare to the direct transmission of the true teachings of a righteous immortal sect like the Taiyi Dao?

Even if they cultivate for a hundred years, the impure and mixed magical power they accumulate sometimes cannot compare to the pure magical power cultivated by the true lineage in just one or two years...

...

After leaving the Immortal Abode, Hu Le braved the waves and quickly emerged from the crater, ready to continue his ascent.

A loud rumble suddenly came from the immortal abode below.

Immediately afterwards, in Hu Le's divine sense, the spiritual energy of the earth veins below suddenly became extremely chaotic, and a stream of fire elemental energy seemed to break free from some kind of restraint and began to run rampant.

Soon after, countless crimson flames floated down from below, faintly transforming into a sea of ​​fire. The seawater, which was originally at a suitable temperature, gradually became extremely hot, as if it would boil and churn at any moment.

After a brief calculation and a subsequent examination with his divine sense, Hu Le quickly ascertained the origin of the flames.

Originally, this immortal abode was situated above a primordial fire-elemental spiritual spring. The circulation of spiritual energy within the abode relied heavily on the primordial energy from the flames below.

Even the array within the immortal abode relies on absorbing the vital energy from the spiritual spring to maintain its smooth operation.

Clearly, some rogue cultivators who came to seize the Immortal Abode but were blocked outside by the formation, in order to break the formation restrictions inside the Immortal Abode, simply attacked the source directly, destroying the fire elemental spring below. This caused the spiritual fire in the spring to erupt like a volcano without restraint.

Doing so would seem to disrupt the natural order of things, inevitably leading to sins and karmic burdens. Once they achieve success in their cultivation, the various tribulations they will face in the future will become even more dangerous.

However, at this point, those people had already been blinded by greed.

In their eagerness to obtain the immortal abode and its treasures, they disregarded everything else.

Perhaps they felt that with enough people involved and their companions sharing the responsibility, the burden of guilt on themselves wouldn't be too heavy.

If one performs good deeds in the future, this sin can be absolved.

In order to obtain the legacy left behind by Venerable Tianming in the Immortal Abode, they felt that it was all worthwhile...

Hu Le couldn't help but shake his head slightly upon seeing this. These people were ruthless enough. With such actions, the formation in the immortal mansion would probably be unable to operate any longer.

Zhuo Yifan's four little rascals are going to be in trouble soon.

He figured out the cause and effect, and remembered that he had been very grateful to Zhuo Yifan for letting him know the specific location on the map.

This could be considered an unintentional favor owed to that younger generation by accident.

"Very well! I'll make an exception and help you this once, as a way of repaying the favor I did for you before."

As Hu Le spoke, he raised his hand and released the Autumn Water Sword. He shook the Xuanhuang Ruyi, and a divine light protected him. Then, he escaped from his primordial spirit, transformed into a stream of pure energy, and merged into the sword. Immediately afterward, he became one with the flying sword.

He is about to unleash a divine ability that allows him to control a flying sword from a thousand miles away with a mere thought, thus taking lives.

Although the Primordial Spirit Sword Control is one of the highest methods of sword cultivation, it is just an ordinary minor technique for Hu Le.

Compared to the creation of heaven and earth and the creation of the universe, this kind of primordial spirit wielding a sword is truly insignificant...

With a thought, the Autumn Water Sword trembled violently, instantly transforming into light and flying away, parting the sea of ​​fire below and then soaring above the Separation and Union Immortal Mansion.

At this moment, the group of overseas rogue cultivators who had just destroyed the innate fire elemental spring had all appeared in the square in front of the immortal mansion.

While they used their magical treasures and supernatural powers to resist the surrounding flames, they waited for the immortal mansion's grand formation to lose its vital energy and collapse on its own, so they could rush into the immortal mansion and make a fortune.

Unfortunately, perhaps because of their past sins, they lost their own lives and instead of waiting for the formation to collapse, they were punished first.

The Autumn Water Sword, which had been hovering above the Immortal Abode, suddenly trembled. Its blade transformed once more into a cold, watery gleam, and abruptly plummeted from the sky, flying towards a wandering immortal from overseas.

"This is……"

A sword light suddenly appeared from the sky, and by the time he reacted, its chilling gleam was already upon him.

The next moment, to his horrified gaze, the sword flashed and forcefully broke through his protective magic treasure, piercing his brow and then flying out from behind his head.

His eyes instantly lost their luster, his body swayed twice, and then he fell backward.

At the same time, a series of screams began to echo throughout the square.

A flash of sword light crisscrossed through the crowd. The surrounding flames seemed to be forced by the killing intent emanating from the sword, restraining their previous ferocity, and the sea of ​​fire they had formed also dimmed considerably.

As the sword light flashed like lightning through the crowd, blood blossoms bloomed, and one by one, the rogue cultivators lost their lives and fell to the ground.

Despite their superior numbers and the presence of numerous magical treasures, the group of independent cultivators were utterly helpless against this sword strike.

They couldn't even dodge, let alone defend themselves.

This feeling of helplessness, inescapability, and inability to resist is truly utterly despairing.

The screams lasted only seven or eight breaths before abruptly ceasing.

The sword light that had moved like lightning, seemingly weaving between reality and illusion, also came to a halt.

As for the group of independent cultivators who were originally standing in the square, they had all fallen to the ground.

The expressions on their faces were all frozen in that final moment before death.

Horror! Despair! Reluctance! Regret...

At this moment, Yang Huzhan and the others had just dealt with the group of rogue cultivators on Tongluo Island. Sensing the commotion outside, they all rushed out of their immortal abodes.

When they saw the group of rogue cultivators lying on the ground, their faces showed surprise.

Yang Yulan was the first to notice the Autumn Water Sword hanging in the sky above the square. After comparing it with the wounds of the rogue cultivators, she guessed what had just happened.

She naturally recognized the Autumn Water Sword as well.

After all, they had experienced the power of this sword not long ago.

She bowed respectfully to the Autumn Water Sword and said gratefully, "Thank you for your help, senior!"

Yang Huchan and the others also saw Qiushui Sword at this moment, and hurriedly expressed their gratitude in the same manner as Yang Yulan.

The Autumn Water Sword trembled slightly, emitting a clear ringing sound. After greeting them, it soared into the sky and disappeared into the depths of the sea of ​​fire...

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