Fu Hongyi had been holding out until now, naturally awaiting reinforcents from the Heavenly Sword Sect.
But the hope of this seed increasingly slim.
He alone with a sword had actually forced the Great Hall Master of the Blood River Palace and the Supre Elder of the Mu Sha Sect to retreat repeatedly, ultimately landing safely within the camp.
Having besieged the Mu Sha Sect for years, the encampnt of the Heavenly Sword Sect had long been equipped with an Array that seed imposing.
When Fu Hongyi fell into the Array, he sighed deeply.
How could he not know that hope was slim?
But he could only try his hardest, which was also the way of the Sword Cultivator! To persist without regret!
Just then, a Flying Sword Communication flew over.
Fu Hongyi caught the Flying Sword and swept it with his Divine Sense, his expression changing slightly, "To take such a risk... haha, it does bring so joy!"
...
The next day.
Inside the Mu Sha Sect.
One Nascent Soul True Monarch after another gathered, watching the Heavenly Sword Sect encampnt opposite them.
"This camp is equipped with the ’Gold Stone Platform Array,’ quite ordinary, I can break it with a flick of my finger..."
Master Long, a Fake Core level, hands clasped behind his back, sized up the Heavenly Sword Sect camp, "The only thing to consider... is that this ’Gold Stone Platform Array’ has the ability to hone Sword Qi; once combined with those two thousand Gold Sword Daoist Soldiers, and with Fu Hongyi orchestrating in the middle, the initial strikes could even possess Fourth Rank power... we, as Core Formation Cultivators, would undoubtedly die if hit."
Hearing this, the expressions of other Core Formation Cultivators slightly altered.
The Supre Elder of the Mu Sha Sect kept a calm expression, "We know it is hard to attack, that’s why we are focusing on containnt... Just wait for the subsequent troops to encircle, and use a large War Magic Weapon to block the first few strikes; then we can strike at the heart!"
He harbored a deep grudge against the Heavenly Sword Sect.
Over the years of Fu Hongyi’s siege, three thousand Gold Sword Daoist Soldiers died, leaving only two thousand, and disciples of the Mu Sha Sect had also suffered heavy casualties.
It can be said that even if they won this ti, the Mu Sha Sect would have been greatly weakened.
"The layout I made before, if handled properly, should be able to block the power of one strike..." Master Long added.
"No need to trouble ourselves so much, we shall completely wipe out this army today and kill Fu Hongyi!"
Suddenly, a breeze blew, and a faint voice ca.
"Is this..."
The Great Hall Master of the Blood River Palace looked up at the suddenly appearing chief of the Wind Departnt, "Nascent Soul... False Infant, truly as the rumors say, I have yet to congratulate you on achieving Nascent Soul."
Even as a False Infant, his Mana and Divine Skills far exceed those of ordinary Core Formation Cultivators, not soone these Core Formation Sects could afford to offend.
Thus when the chief of the Wanxiang Sect’s Wind Departnt arrived, he imdiately took firm control of the situation, with neither the Supre Elder of the Mu Sha Sect nor the Great Hall Master of the Blood River Palace daring to object.
"But a re Gold Stone Platform Array, I can break it with a flick of my finger."
The chief of the Wind Departnt, hands clasped behind his back, released a surge of Mana far surpassing the Core Formation Late Stage, "No matter how many swords Fu Hongyi draws, none can hurt ..."
"Since the elder has spoken thus, everything shall follow the elder’s wish."
The Supre Elder of the Mu Sha Sect wore a full smile, with a hint of ingratiating himself.
"Very good, I’ll give you two quarters of an hour to prepare, then we shall set off and finish this battle in one fell swoop!"
The chief of the Wind Departnt spoke indifferently.
...
A mont later.
Inside the camp.
The ditating Fu Hongyi suddenly opened his eyes as a sword cry emanated from his belly, "Sword Heart warns... not good!"
A Token appeared in his hand, into which Core Formation Late Stage Mana surged.
In an instant, a glittering virtual Gold Sword Grinding Platform appeared in the sky above the Heavenly Sword Sect camp.
Boom!
A mass of cyan wind gathered, striking the Sword Grinding Platform, shaking the entire camp.
"You did well to block my one move."
The chief of the Wind Departnt, with a graceful figure, appeared outside the Gold Stone Platform Array.
She had rely struck casually just now, without using any Magic Treasure or Secret Technique Divine Power, yet it possessed the might of the Fourth Rank!
"But that’s as far as it goes."
Her tone was filled with strong confidence.
In the great battle between the Righteous and the Demonic, without the support of a Nascent Soul True Monarch and with Chu Kuangtu restrained by his own Supre Elder,
she could not imagine any reason for her defeat.
"Mystic Wind Finger!"
With that thought, the chief of the Wind Departnt slightly manipulated her Mana, a cyan Nascent Soul level force gathered and compressed between her delicate fingers...
With a flick of her finger, a cyan Wind Blade flew out, enlarging as it went, eventually turning into a monstrous pale cyan Wind Blade dozens of yards long, slashing towards the virtual gold Stone Platform.
"Where are the Gold Sword Daoist Soldiers?"
Fu Hongyi shouted, and imdiately over two thousand golden Sword Qi ascended.
He drew his long sword, causing the sky full of sword lights to sweep like an inverted galaxy, flushing toward the giant Wind Blade.
Hiss hiss!
The massive cyan Wind Blade and the giant golden swords ferociously consud each other, ultimately both vanishing without a trace, seemingly matched in force.
But Fu Hongyi’s heart had already begun to sink.
He could maintain such combat power with the amplification of two thousand Gold Sword Daoist Soldiers and the support of the ’Gold Stone Platform.’
If he were to face the chief of the Wind Departnt alone with only his sword, he would only et with his sword broken and his death, unable to even escape.
’It seems I need to prepare to flee.’
Fu Hongyi still had a Fourth Rank Escape Talisman in his hand, invaluable, his last resort.
Sword Cultivators, though fierce, were not fools; facing an enemy far surpassing oneself, there was no such thing as fighting to the death without fleeing.
’Just... this elite of the sect, I will ultimately have to abandon. If I had known, I would have let them break through separately from the start; even if the casualties were severe, so would still survive...’
Fu Hongyi’s eyes flickered with sword light, slashing away all the fear and regret within his heart.
His Sword Intent soared to the skies, driving the golden Daoist Sword, unleashing the most splendid and brilliant strike of his life!
Swish!
This strike fell like mountains collapsing and jade pillars breaking apart.
The master of the Wind Departnt swept her sleeve, using a Magic Treasure for the first ti.
In her hand, she held a green long banner, on which was depicted a green Flood Dragon.
This was her Lifebound Magical Treasure—the Nine Heavens Wind Flood Dragon Banner!
Under the continuous nurturing of the Lifebound Pill Fire and the nourishnt of nurous Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, it had reached the peak of the Third Rank Magical Treasure Level.
It was only a step away from a Fourth Rank Spiritual Treasure!
At this mont, as the Nine Heavens Wind Flood Dragon Banner fluttered, nurous green Flood Dragons appeared.
Supported by the Nascent Soul Power, their scales rapidly solidified, emitting a faint green halo, making them look like real Flood Dragons!
Nine Flood Dragons lunged out, their claws and teeth tearing at the Sword Qi, the green and golden halos dyeing the entire sky, causing Qi Cultivators and Foundation Establishnt Cultivators to feel the alarming fluctuations of Mana.
Such was the might of a Nascent Soul!
Even though one utilized an array and the other utilized external objects, they still represented the pinnacle of power in the Cultivation World!
Whoosh, whoosh!
That astonishing sword light slashed seven green Flood Dragons before finally dissipating helplessly.
Fu Hongyi sighed.
Although he could strike again, facing a False Infant Cultivator would be aningless.
On the contrary, it would drain the Mana from the golden Daoist Sword, making him a lamb to the slaughter.
"Restore your Mana well, and once the array breaks, scatter and flee."
As the general, after issuing his final command, Fu Hongyi focused entirely on controlling the Array Formation Token, resisting the onslaught from the external Wind Fiend Master.
Given the opponent’s False Infant capabilities, dismantling this array wouldn’t take long!
Outside the camp.
The master of the Wind Departnt stood in the Void, her figure graceful, hands behind her back, exuding the deanor of a grandmaster.
Beside her, apart from the Nine Heavens Wind Flood Dragon Banner, there was also a green pearl, a pitch-black token, and a Moon Hook.
These three items were all at the Magical Treasure level, and under the stimulation of Nascent Soul Power, they burst forth with astonishing might, continuously bombarding the golden Sword Grinding Platform.
Finally!
When the green spiritual pearl’s light shone brightly and the colorful runes exploded, the golden Sword Grinding Platform collapsed thunderously.
The fog surrounding the camp instantly dissipated, revealing the figures of many Cultivators of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
Without uttering a word, seeing that the array had broken, they all fled for their lives.
In terms of skills, they seed to be on par with the Loose Cultivators under Fang Xing’s command.
A chaotic chase and battle imdiately erupted.
The master of the Wind Departnt carefree strolled on the battlefield, then suddenly pointed her finger.
Roar!
Nine green Flood Dragons roared and spiraled, rushing towards a certain location.
A sword light flashed, brilliant and luminous, battling with the nurous Flood Dragons.
"Fu Hongyi... Even if I don’t battle a False Infant, I cannot reconcile myself."
Blood pearls seeped from Fu Hongyi’s skin, almost transforming him into a bloody man.
At the sa ti, his Mana was also growing continuously, approaching the Perfect Core Formation level.
Everything rged into the most magnificent sword edge in his hand.
Boom, rumble, rumble!
Wind and thunder followed, and countless snowflakes fluttered down from the sky.
Each snowflake seed to contain power sufficient to freeze the Divine Souls of Foundation Establishnt Cultivators.
"Fu Hongyi... You are regarded as a potential Nascent Soul Seed for the next generation, considered the most likely among the Heavenly Sword Sect to achieve Nascent Soul status. Even though your talent is not as good as True Monarch Chu, I cannot let you remain."
The master of the Wind Departnt was leisurely, the Nine Heavens Wind Flood Dragon Banner shimring, with green patterns erging.
Nine Flood Dragons roared and suddenly rged into one, transforming into a Qing Dragon!
The Qing Dragon traveled with wind, rain, and thunder in tow, eting that blood-red sword light.
Boom, rumble, rumble!
After a huge explosion, the Qing Dragon bled, and only Fu Hongyi’s voice lingered, "Thank you for your teachings, my friend. Hongyi will rember this favor!"
"Leave? Can you really leave?"
The master of the Wind Departnt stepped forth, her whole being seeming to rge into the breeze, instantaneously covering a hundred zhang, utilizing the extrely rare ’Wind Escape’ technique.
Wind Escape and Thunder Escape were considered just below the powerful Sword Escape in strength.
And with a higher level of blessing, even Sword Escape would seem inferior!
...
Fu Hongyi rged with his sword, still clutching a Flying Sword for communication.
Behind him, a shadow flashed in the wind, the two of them engaged in a pursuit, quickly escaping a hundred li.
And the distance between the master of the Wind Departnt and Fu Hongyi continued to close.
"Hehe... So this is the character of the Heavenly Sword Sect’s Sword Cultivators? Really, not as good as rumored..."
The master of the Wind Departnt chuckled, her hand flashing with a glimr, revealing a large green bow.
She gently pulled the bowstring, and a green arrow ford, gathering the surrounding Spiritual Energy towards the arrowhead.
One could imagine that the release of this arrow would be earth-shattering!
Fu Hongyi continued to flee, seemingly not paying any mind to the danger behind him.
Whoosh!
Just as the master of the Wind Departnt loosed the bowstring, sothing unexpected happened!
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