There's Something Wrong With My Immortal Path

Chapter 45: Slaying on Elixir Peak

Sword lights crisscrossed and flickered.

Every time the ink-blooded Jiaoqiu tried to advance, several thunderous swords would directly cut towards its vital points.

The ink-blooded Jiaoqiu dared not slacken in the face of each sword light.

Any negligence would be met with relentless pursuit by multiple sword rays.

The more it fought, the more frustrated and angry it became.

As the blood-red eyes of the Jiaoqiu opened and closed, a mighty killing intent seemed ready to overflow.

Pathetic!

Utterly pathetic!

Despicable human cultivators!

Seizing an opportunity, the ink-blooded Jiaoqiu swept its long tail, instantly shattering all the vegetation in the dark forest.

Amidst the rising dust and smoke, the sound of breaking through the air rang out as the Jiaoqiu extended its claws, aiming directly at Jiang Zhi.

As the only female cultivator in the formation, the Jiaoqiu saw her as the breakthrough point.

Sensing that something was amiss, the other cultivators quickly summoned their swords.

Clang! Clang!

Sparks flew, and the sword lights were resolute.

Enduring the intense pain, the movements of the ink-blooded Jiaoqiu became even faster.

Roar!

After a low and deep roar, the Jiaoqiu's blood-red eyes became resolute.

No killing, no breaking!

The ink-blooded Jiaoqiu knew very well that it had to break the balance of this sword formation.

Otherwise, this formation would grind it to death.

At this critical moment, Xu Weizhou let out a fierce laugh.

"I've been waiting for you! Today, I'll let you, beast, know the power of my sword formation!"

"Sword One! Waning Ripple!"

Xu Weizhou pinched his fingers and recited an incantation. The seven swords converged, and with a flash of light, they were suddenly raised.

A purple sword arc directly rose from below and slashed straight towards the Jiaoqiu's arm.

The momentum of this sword carried a decisive determination to turn the tide.

...

"Good! What a Waning Ripple! It's truly imposing when you give it a name!"

Watching this sword, Xia Ming couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.

Turning the tide even when it seems impossible!

Knowing it's impossible but still doing it!

Fighting against people, beasts, and the heavens and earth!

This is true cultivation!

Indeed, this is the immortal cultivation I yearn for!

With these thoughts, Xia Ming couldn't help but tremble.

His thoughts were clear, and his qi channels were all connected.

The sea character in his lower dantian shimmered, and Xia Ming's Qi Refining speed increased slightly.

But at this moment, Xia Ming paid no attention to these changes. His focus was entirely on that stunning sword.

Under Xia Ming's gaze, the dazzling sword light seemed to directly strike the Jiaoqiu's arm like a hand turning the tide.

The sword light lifted high, shattering the black armor, and splattering blood into the air.

This sword directly cut into the Jiaoqiu's flesh.

Through the gruesome wound, faintly visible were the bone-white bones within!

Roar!

As the ink-blooded Jiaoqiu roared, the sword lights intertwined and flickered.

One sword after another, the cultivators seized the opportunity and quickly expanded their advantage.

The sword move just now had likely exhausted the cultivators' mana for the short term.

Moreover, even the Great River cultivators wouldn't be able to use such a sword move.

The authority to expand the sword formation was still in the hands of Xu Weizhou from the Bamboo Sword Sect.

Like carving meat with a small knife, in Xia Ming's horrified gaze, the Jiaoqiu's right arm was directly carved into a forest of white bones!

This control over the swords was simply unimaginable.

While Xia Ming was focused on the battle in the Black Jiao Forest, things were not peaceful on Elixir Peak where he was.

...

Although Elixir Peak did not send disciples to the Great River Boat, their grand formation was activated.

It seemed like they were prepared to coexist or perish with Elixir Peak, but that was not the case.

Jiang Liang knew that this was He Niansheng's precaution against them.

Under the grand formation, cultivators below Core Formation were restricted.

The higher they went, the greater the restrictions. Not only could they not control their swords, but their spiritual energy would also be constrained within their bodies.

In other words, Jiang Liang and the others had to advance step by step, just like ordinary warriors.

The shadow guards respectfully said, cupping their hands.

"Master, should we break the formation first?"

Gazing at the pavilions and towers hidden halfway up the mountain, Jiang Liang shook his head slowly.

"No, this grand formation is built upon the foundation of Qing Elixir Peak, harnessing the power of the mountains and rivers to suppress spiritual luck. While it restricts us, it also restricts the cultivators of Qing Elixir Peak."

"Even if it's the Core Formation Stage, it won't be able to break through in a short time. We can't waste any more time, let's charge straight up."

"I want to see what kind of confidence He Nian Sheng has. How dare he set up such a grand formation!"

The Jiang family's secret guards were nurtured through slaughter.

Even without the use of spiritual energy, Jiang Liang was confident in charging forward.

And as he expected, the situation unfolded just as he had anticipated.

Charging all the way, Jiang Liang finally arrived at the main hall of Qing Elixir Peak.

The hall was drenched in blood.

Jiang Liang held a long sword and placed it directly against the neck of the disciple guarding the hall.

This disciple had a handsome appearance, with an air of immortality and a fragrance of elixirs emanating from his sleeves.

But Jiang Liang couldn't care less about that.

With one hand holding the sword and the other grabbing the disciple's long hair, Jiang Liang's gaze turned as cold as frost.

"I'll ask one last time, where are the things? Where did He Nian Sheng hide them?"

"Why is the Hidden Pill Pavilion empty?"

"Cough... cough!"

The disciple didn't answer Jiang Liang's questions, but instead coughed and laughed foolishly.

"What the hell are you laughing at?"

With a swift movement, Jiang Liang's killing intent flickered in his eyes as he tore through flesh and skin.

Without any hesitation, Jiang Liang directly severed the disciple's head.

Blood spurted out, staining his white robe red.

As a cultivator, Jiang Liang didn't need to do this.

But only by doing so could he intimidate everyone in the shortest amount of time.

Holding the severed head, Jiang Liang walked step by step towards several disciples kneeling on the opposite side.

Their blue robes were spotless, indicating that they were the lowest-ranking medicine boys of Qing Elixir Peak.

When he reached them, Jiang Liang threw the head directly at them.

As the head rolled on the ground, the medicine boys trembled uncontrollably.

"I'll ask one last time..."

"Ah... ah ba! Ah ba! Ah ba!"

Before Jiang Liang could finish his question, the disciples on the opposite side rushed to speak.

But they couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Frowning, Jiang Liang's secret guards forcefully opened the mouths of those disciples.

"Report to the Lord, their tongues have been cut off."

"Good, good, good! What a great Qing Dan Supreme!"

"Bring paper and pen! Bring jade slips! Make them write! Make them write properly!"

"I don't believe it!"

When the paper and pen were brought over, those disciples were at a loss.

They only knew how to beg for mercy. Under the threat, they even lost control of their bodily functions.

In a fit of rage, Jiang Liang ordered them all to be killed!

Kill, kill, kill!

Smelling the pungent smell of blood in the air, bloodshot veins appeared in Jiang Liang's eyes.

After finally making it halfway up the mountain, Qing Elixir Peak turned out to have nothing!

Where did everything go?

Could it be that He Nian Sheng took it all away?

Hmph...

The Universe Bracelet?

He Nian Sheng, are you really that foolish?

Do you dare to use my Jiang family's Universe Bracelet?

Clenching his fist tightly, Jiang Liang gritted his teeth.

"Let's go! Let's go to the secluded valley! I don't believe he can stuff Xia Ming into a bracelet!"

"My Lord..."

Just as Jiang Liang was about to get up, a black-robed secret guard knelt directly in front of him.

"What's the matter?"

"Report to the Lord, there's something wrong with these disciples' heads."

As he spoke, the black-robed secret guard presented a severed head.

Peeling off the scalp, faint scars could be seen on the skull.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Liang furrowed his brows deeply.

After a moment, Jiang Liang waved his hand.

"Investigate! Investigate them one by one!"

"Yes!"

Gazing at the distant flowing Bai Cang River, doubts arose in Jiang Liang's heart.

He Nian Sheng... What have you done?

What is in your mind?

(End of this chapter)