Chapter 137: Entering the Saintly Realm
As Ruoyue thought of this, her expression became increasingly tense, and her palms felt damp.
At this moment, on the Tianji Palace martial arts arena, the Snowflake Sword Formation had already completed a set of sword techniques—the chaotic snowflakes flew everywhere, yet it still couldn't harm Shen Qianjueying in the slightest.
Dongxue shouted in a deep voice, "Snowflakes dance!" As soon as she finished speaking, twenty-four people stood in four directions, swords in hand, ready to fight. Twelve people leaped into the air, using their feet to touch the swords of those below them, and together they launched a downward attack on Shen Qianjueying. After each move, they switched positions with those on the ground and continued their attack in succession.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh... Clang clang..." The sound of swords rang out, and the two attacked from three directions simultaneously. Although Shen Qianjueying was dazzled by the flurry of attacks, she remained completely composed. Her palms whistled, her fingertips delivered powerful strikes from a distance, and she easily dodged each attack with a flick of her wrist and a turn of her body.
Shen Qianjueying thought to himself: This formation is truly ingenious! If an ordinary person were trapped, they would probably be subdued in no time. If I don't unleash my full power and drag this out, my true energy will be depleted, and when I fight Yu Linglong, I'm afraid I won't gain the slightest advantage.
Having made up his mind, Shen Qian Jueying raised an eyebrow and shouted "Ha!" as his true energy surged forth. With a muffled thud, all thirty-six people were simultaneously blasted away. "Be careful! I will no longer hold back," Shen Qian Jueying said coldly, waving his hand.
Using her feet to steady herself, Dongxue said loudly, "Everyone, don't panic! Accumulated snow will turn into ice!" As she finished speaking, she moved her hands, and the long sword in her hand floated in the air in front of her chest, her true energy rising to the sword.
"Ha!" The crowd shouted in unison, slamming their swords into the ground with their right hands and striking their backs with their left palms to transmit their power, the twelve of them forming a line. In an instant, three powerful swords, each as long as a three-zhang sword, attacked Shen Qian Jueying one after another.
Seeing this, Shen Qianjueying used both hands simultaneously, his arms swinging and creating a powerful gust of wind that stirred up the clouds. "Thunder Evolves into the Three Pure Ones!" he uttered, and the three streams of energy acted like three walls of energy, pushing away the attack.
In an instant, the six streams of energy collided with a resounding "bang," causing the entire Heavenly Palace to shake. The impact swept in all directions, severing swathes of green bamboo and destroying many exotic flowers and plants.
The group channeled their energy to resist the attack, but those at the back were already showing signs of exhaustion, barely managing to maintain their balance while channeling their power. Shen Qian Jueying withstood the combined force from three directions, the bluestone floor beneath his feet shattering, yet his expression remained unchanged. "You all did your best!"
As soon as she finished speaking, her powerful aura intensified by three points. With a "poof," the force of her aura exploded, accompanied by cries of "Ah!" from the crowd, sending everyone flying several meters away. Those behind were even more severely injured; some fainted immediately, while others coughed up blood and struggled to their feet.
Shen Qianjueying waved his sleeve and said loudly, "Tianji Palace is indeed the number one sect here, and their cultivation levels are all excellent!"
Although Dongxue was not injured, her internal energy was churning, and she felt that she was almost about to spit out a mouthful of blood. She immediately calmed her internal energy and said, "Your martial arts are profound, and we are truly inferior. However, Tianji Palace is a sacred place for cultivation for hundreds of years. If anyone tries to destroy it, we will fight to the death!"
"We will fight to the death!" The disciples, supporting each other, shouted in unison.
"What spirit!" Shen Qianjueying exclaimed, pointing his finger in admiration. "Then let me see how much backbone you still have!" As he spoke, he coldly stared at the unharmed Dongxue.
Seeing this, Dongxue didn't hesitate. She immediately gathered her inner energy and unleashed her sword, attacking Shen Qianjueying directly. "I'm here to help you!" Xia Han shouted, leaping into the air. Her voice faded as her sword arrived, its cold blade radiating a chilling power as it attacked Shen Qianjueying.
Eleven female disciples arrived shortly after and, upon seeing this, one of them shouted, "Sword Control Formation!"
As soon as he finished speaking, several "whoosh whoosh whoosh" sounds rang out, and eleven swords were drawn from their sheaths with great force, their blades pointing directly at Shen Qian Jueying.
Seeing this, Shen Qianjueying glanced sideways and said softly, "Sword control technique, the disciples of Tianji Palace are truly remarkable! However, you still cannot change the outcome of the defeat!"
Before the words were even finished, Shen Qianjueying gave a deep shout, his hands instantly gathering immense power, rendering Dong and Xia completely immobile. He then unleashed another burst of palm energy, and with a "whoosh," the two were sent flying. Immediately afterward, he twisted his arm, gathering all eleven swords in mid-air into his right palm, and slammed it forcefully into the ground. The bluestone floor shattered instantly, the sword blades penetrating more than a foot into the earth.
Everyone was astonished at the sight. "This person's cultivation level must have reached the Saint level..." someone whispered.
Shen Qianjueying glared coldly and said, "What other tricks do you have up your sleeve? Feel free to use them!"
Just then, a gentle breeze swept into the training ground, carrying the fragrance of lotus blossoms. A warm, crisp voice followed with footsteps: "The night is long, the dream is long, I gaze longingly at the pavilion for bygone days, carefree and forgetting the fragrance. My eyes are cold, my tears are cold, coldness seeps into my heart, my beloved is not here, carefree is far away."
"Palace Master!" All the disciples held their swords and knelt on one knee to pay their respects to Yu Linglong.
Yu Linglong gracefully entered the center of the hall and said gently to everyone, "Please rise, everyone, no need for formalities!"
The crowd immediately shouted in unison, "Thank you, Palace Master!"
Yu Linglong swept her gaze across the crowd, then turned to Shen Qianjueying, and said in a clear voice, "You have injured my disciples and broken my barrier. If you cannot explain yourself properly this time, you will likely find it difficult to leave Tianji Palace." Instantly, her eyes flashed with murderous intent as she stared intently at Shen Qianjueying.
"Hahaha..." Shen Qianjueying burst into wild laughter, then replied in a crisp voice, "I thought Yu Linglong would be as arrogant as Murong Hanchan. I never expected you to be so calm and composed, without the slightest bit of arrogance."
Upon hearing the name Murong Hanchan, Yu Linglong's heart skipped a beat. She thought to herself: This person's cultivation has clearly reached the Saint level. If I were to encounter Hanchan, given her competitive nature, I'd likely be in grave danger. But… if she dies, wouldn't Xiaoyao Lang only love me then?
Seeing Yu Linglong's unfocused gaze, Dongxue couldn't help but feel worried. She stepped forward and called out, "Palace Master! This person has already reached the Saintly Realm. You are probably no match for her. We will hold her off here. Please leave first, and avenge us when you break through to the Transcendent Realm."
Hearing the call, Yu Linglong instantly came to her senses. Seeing Dongxue's words, she felt a warmth in her heart. She said gently, "You take your fellow disciples down to heal their injuries. Leave this to me, don't worry."
"Palace Master!" Dongxue was secretly anxious when she saw that Yu Linglong was not listening to her at all, and stubbornly refused to leave.
Seeing this, Yu Linglong coldly called out, "Ruoyue! Take Dongxue and the others down to heal their wounds." Having said that, she turned away, ignoring Dongxue.
"Yes!" Upon hearing this, Ruoyue strode forward and dragged Dongxue away from Yulinglong.
"Palace Master... Palace Master..." Dongxue kept calling out.
While dragging her along, Ruoyue teased, "You're so energetic, it seems your injuries weren't too severe! Why didn't you exchange a few more blows with that person earlier?!"
Dongxue swung her shoulders to break free from her restraints and said urgently to Ruoyue, "That person's cultivation is far above that of the Palace Master. If we don't do our best to stop him, the Palace Master will surely meet with disaster."
Xia Han echoed, "Indeed, this person's cultivation has clearly reached the Saint Realm. The Palace Master is definitely no match for him. We must think of a way to protect the Palace Master and thus protect the Heavenly Pole Palace!"
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