Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

Ge Yang's face immediately fell, and a monstrous rage arose in his heart.

The situation he had painstakingly created over decades was about to be wiped out in a single day.

He clearly remembered what his mentor had told him before coming here: the Sect Leader was about to break through to the Nascent Soul stage, and only he and one other person were qualified to succeed him. However, the other person had advanced to the Core Formation stage before him, so their chances were slightly better.

The three Nascent Soul elders of the sect had discussed and decided to have him and that person undergo a trial together, with the winner becoming the Sect Leader.

That person's task was to attack Xuan Yin Mountain, which was the focus of the sect for the past two thousand years, and naturally received more attention, but was also more difficult.

His task was to harass the Xuan Tian Sect, preventing its cultivators from cultivating in peace and delaying the time it would take for another Nascent Soul cultivator to emerge from that sect.

This task was originally very difficult, but with the interference of the Abyss of Heavenly Demons, it became much easier.

Therefore, he only spent thirty years establishing a significant presence in the east of the Xuan Tian Sect, earning the praise of the three elders in the sect.

If he could succeed as Sect Leader, he would obtain the opportunity to advance to the Nascent Soul stage.

If he missed it, he would have to wait until the great spiritual veins of the mountain gate recovered a hundred years later. By then, he would have already turned into a pile of white bones.

For a moment, he felt like he was about to explode, about to go mad, and would tear the enemy in front of him to pieces, even if it meant sacrificing his own life.

However, after more than five hundred years of cultivation, especially in the late Core Formation stage, where he had honed himself for nearly two hundred years, his heart had become extremely resilient, and his pursuit of the Great Dao would not be shaken by any changes.

He quickly suppressed the anger in his heart, assessed the situation, and then sent a telepathic message to Zhou Lai, who was still bewildered, telling him to leave quickly.

He also glanced in the direction of the Sword Howl Hall, confirmed that there was no movement, and knew that his junior brother Zhuang Weilou was likely dead, so he ignored him.

He retrieved the other three swords, suspending them one foot above the back of his head, waved an object in his hand, which transformed into a dark curtain, shielding his front, and then cast a complex magic seal.

Yu Tianwan's expression was solemn, and he said in a low voice: "He is going to use the Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin. Do your best to defend."

Fire Crow Daoist did not know what Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin was, but since Yu Tianwan had given such a cautious warning, it must be an extremely dangerous sword technique.

He immediately released the Crimson Plume, which revolved around him, and held the Black Iron Gourd in his hand, carefully observing Ge Yang's movements.

In Two Dragon Mountain, he, Zhang Yuanjing, and two demon beasts had killed Qin Feng together. That person was also a late Core Formation cultivator from the Thousand Swords Sect, but his cultivation was far inferior to the one in front of him.

Moreover, Qin Feng was surrounded and had no chance to use powerful sword techniques, so this was the first time he had personally witnessed the Thousand Swords Sect's ultimate skill.

At this time, the six swords suspended behind Ge Yang's head rotated rapidly like a windmill, and a violent air current swept in from all directions, causing the clothes of the people in the field to flutter.

However, Ge Yang, who was at the eye of the storm, was completely still within half a foot around him.

Yu Tianwan said: "When encountering this move, do not flee, unless your escape technique is stronger than the Thousand Swords Sect's Sword Shadow Escape. Otherwise, this move will be like a maggot attached to a bone, chasing closely behind you. In that case, you will not be able to resist it and will surely die."

As he spoke, the vortex behind Ge Yang's head turned into a Tai Chi-shaped vortex, and then countless sword shadows shot out from it, slashing towards the three of them.

Yu Tianwan used a silver shield to protect his vital points, and froze the surrounding space with the Frost Sword. Most of the sword shadows were deflected by the Frost Sword Qi, but many also hit the silver shield, causing it to tremble.

Yu Tianwan's expression remained unchanged, but all of his mana poured into the shield, and his footsteps were constantly retreating.

Liu Yuanqing sacrificed a golden plaque, shaped like a book page, with mountains, rivers, dragons, phoenixes, cows, and turtles emerging on it. All the sword shadows that shot towards it were swallowed into it, without causing any ripples.

This item was of a very high grade, and Liu Yuanqing found it quite difficult to manipulate.

Fire Crow Daoist was the most relaxed. Very few sword shadows could penetrate the Crimson Plume, and the occasional strays were also swallowed by the Black Iron Gourd.

He was wondering why the power of Ge Yang's move was so far from its momentum, but then he saw that the sword shadows shot from the Tai Chi-shaped vortex had all transformed into real swords in an instant, shooting towards their location like a rain of arrows.

His face changed, and his mana poured out like a tide, entering the Crimson Plume. This item burned like fire, igniting a raging flame, turning into a wall of fire, blocking in front of him.

Then he heard a series of "bang bang bang" sounds, and a powerful spiritual energy wave surged, forcing him to retreat constantly, while the fire on the Crimson Plume suddenly dimmed within a breath.

He changed the magic seal, drawing out the Myriad Beast True Fire from the Black Iron Gourd, merging it into the Crimson Plume, and erecting the wall of fire again.

However, the incoming flying swords did not show any signs of weakening, but instead became more ferocious.

Fire Crow Daoist exhausted his mana and was barely able to hold on.

He was shocked and looked at Yu Tianwan and Liu Yuanqing with his divine sense, only to see that Liu Yuanqing had already retracted the golden plaque and was only holding a scarlet spirit talisman, releasing wisps of fire and thunder power to completely destroy the incoming flying swords.

He looked very relaxed, but there was a look of regret on his face.

This talisman looked like a Nascent Soul-level technique, probably given to Liu Yuanqing by True Lord Tong for self-defense, and must be extremely precious.

In addition to the Frost Sword and Silver Shield, Yu Tianwan also released two spirit talismans, both of which were mid-grade, high-quality water-attribute defense talismans. Although they blocked the frenzied attack of the flying swords, they were consumed extremely quickly.

When Ge Yang was using his sword technique with all his strength, his divine sense was always observing the state of the three people.

If the three were defeated, he would not mind spending more effort to kill them.

The Fire Crow Daoist's situation was within his expectations, after all, he was a late Core Formation cultivator, even if he was from a rogue cultivator background, he could not be easily dealt with.

Seeing the spirit talisman in Liu Yuanqing's hand, his pupils shrank. Although he had expected it, he was still somewhat disappointed when he actually saw it.

If the opponent had a technique bestowed by a Nascent Soul, he would need to treat it with caution. In case there was some hidden killing move, once it was used, it might be too late to dodge.

Yu Tianwan's difficulty made him hesitate. If he could kill one person, it would be a slight relief to the hatred in his heart.

The use of Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin was a great burden on him. Every additional breath required a huge amount of mana to support it.

He knew that he could not delay for long, and immediately gritted his teeth, ready to strengthen the power of the sword technique by another point, forcing the opponent to reveal a flaw.

At this moment, a golden figure jumped high from the ground, holding up a black long stick, and smashed it fiercely towards the Tai Chi vortex behind his head.

Ge Yang could see clearly that this was a Golden-Backed Giant Ape in the late stage of the demon core, with extremely powerful strength, which could not be matched by ordinary late Core Formation cultivators.

He could only sigh, put his hands together, and the vortex behind his head immediately disappeared. The six swords revealed their original shape, rolled up a majestic sword energy, and instantly moved his body a hundred feet away.

Then, his figure blurred and disappeared.