??622: Chapter 6 Truce
622: Chapter 6 Truce
Cause and effect, cause and effect, one plants the cause in a previous life, and reaps the fruits in the next life.
Xie Xuanyi never thought that he would hear such words from Jiang Huang’s mouth.
The hand that was suspended over Jiang Huang’s little head slowly fell down, and he gently rubbed the little guy’s hair, softly saying: “Don’t worry, there will never be such a day again.”
“Again?”
Jiang Huang was stunned for a mont.
The next mont.
A booming sound suddenly rose from the back mountain of the Heavenly Peak at Golden Turtle Peak!
“Rumble rumble!”
The site where the Vermilion Bird Demon was suppressed by sealing was instantly covered with dark clouds, Sword Qi piercing the sky.
“This is…”
Jiang Huang widened her eyes, looking at the place she had just left: “Have they started fighting?”
Xie Xuanyi narrowed his eyes.
Clouds covered the sky, a golden sun rose, and countless Sword Qis soared upwards.
He glanced at the entrance to the back mountain.
The formation showed no sign of disturbance… It seed that the Law Enforcers guarding Golden Turtle Peak were no longer surprised by such scenes.
If I guessed correctly.
The Law Enforcent must have gone to have a “heart-to-heart” talk with the Vermilion Bird Demon.
Given the Vermilion Bird Demon’s temperant, Xie Xuanyi could almost imagine what kind of conversation would take place when they t.
“Don’t worry.”
Xie Xuanyi took Jiang Huang’s hand, and said with a light smile: “The Law Enforcent is rciful and kind, and your elder brother’s skin is thick and his flesh is tough; he’ll be fine.”
rciful and kind Law Enforcent?
Jiang Huang scratched her head in confusion.
She had witnessed such scenes a few tis, in fact.
Every so often.
Her elder brother Ci Jing would have a fight with the Law Enforcent, but he always told her to hide far away each ti they fought.
However, it seems like Xie Zhen was right…
Her elder brother indeed could fight.
After each fight, he would only be a bit disheveled and his blood slightly stirred, otherwise, he seed unhard.
…
…
A short while later.
The Sword Qi dissipated, the radiance of the great sun fell, and all of Golden Turtle Peak returned to stability.
This clash between Sword Qi and the light of the demon sun was more intense than any ti before.
But it was also more brief than any before.
In the past, such a “battle” might last for an entire day.
This ti, it lasted less than half an hour before the light of the great sun was fully retracted, falling into the depths of the sealed area.
“Surrendered?”
Hundreds of Golden Flying Swords hovered in the sky above the sealed land.
Zhao Tongtian stood atop a Sword Qi Stone Pillar, one hand behind his back, his Daoist robe flowing in the wind, while his other hand directed a sword technique.
The dazzling golden swords trembled brightly, piercing to the sight.
The Vermilion Bird Demon Ci Jing was spread-eagled and lying on the cratered ground.
Heatwaves surged outward.
The shattered crater where Ci Jing lay was lined with red-golden fire patterns where it was broken, and countless flas flowed and burned within the cracks, like lava.
These flas were the Lifebound Blazing Fla attached to the true body of the Vermilion Bird Demon, but since the fight was over, even in his True Body, he was still no match for Zhao Tongtian.
“Submit…”
The Great Demon Ci Jing grinned, looking at the man before him and scoffed: “Submit my ass!
Try fighting without a sword if you dare!”
“I don’t have the skill that my senior brother does.”
Zhao Tongtian said softly: “But if you refuse to submit… I can continue, until you do.”
The pupils of the Vermilion Bird Demon slightly contracted.
The next mont.
The Tongtian Law Enforcent, standing on top of the Sword Qi Stone Pillar, let his two fingers fall slightly.
His Daoist robe whistled in the wind.
Sword Qi tore through the void.
In an instant, countless Golden Flying Swords sward downwards.
The Vermilion Bird Demon, who was too weak to rise, could only watch helplessly as the Flying Swords swooped down into the crater, forcing him to withstand the one-sided Sword Qi suppression with the flesh of his true form.
This “trampling” continued for two hours.
Two hours later.
Zhao Tongtian scattered the Sword Qi, still repeating the sa question.
“Do you submit or not?”
“…”
This ti, the demon in the crater did not speak.
It wasn’t that Ci Jing submitted.
But rather, he lacked even the minimal strength necessary to speak.
The current state of the Vermilion Bird Demon was pitiful, his body covered in sword wounds.
The once crimson robe he wore was already completely ripped apart.
As a Yang God Realm Great Demon, Ci Jing naturally wouldn’t wear an ordinary Magic Robe.
That robe was woven from his “Lifebound Blazing Fla”, and even if faced with an attack from a Yang God, it could withstand and even self-heal if damaged…only that Zhao Tongtian’s Sword Qi this ti was excessively harsh.
The entire Blazing Fla Robe was torn to shreds by Sword Qi, and although it still had the ability to self-heal, the healing speed had beco extrely slow.
Ci Jing raised his eyes slightly.
His complexion was a bit pale.
Over these past few years.
Under the suppression of Sword Qi on Golden Turtle Peak, he successfully made a Breakthrough, ascending to the second realm of Yang God.
He originally thought that this advancent was all thanks to his robust physique and exceptional talent.
Every month, like clockwork, he would fight with Zhao Tongtian.
With each battle, the Sword Qi Formation of Golden Turtle Peak would be depleted.
During the truce, seizing this hard-won “peace,” Ci Jing would desperately recover his Qi sea, desperately absorb Primordial Energy…
But today’s battle made him realize sothing was amiss.
Zhao Tongtian, though not as strong as Zhao Chunyang.
This guy was ruthless too!
In the previous years of fighting with him, he had never gone all out!
If Golden Turtle Peak truly intended to suppress his cultivation…
then he would have had no chance at a Breakthrough!
“Good.
If you’re silent, I’ll take it as you’ve submitted.”
Zhao Tongtian leaped down from the Sword Qi Stone Pillar.
He approached the crater, looking down at the Vermilion Bird Demon who was beaten down and unable to resist, and calmly said: “Since you’ve submitted, we can now have a good talk.
I speak, you listen.”
“…???”
The corners of the Vermilion Bird Demon’s mouth twitched slightly.
What?
Has this old man gone mad?
Is there really not a single soul among the countless disciples under the Da Sui Sword Palace Law Enforcent’s command with whom he can have a conversation?
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