Jian Wuchen saw his master’s eyes change. Ever since he apprenticed into the Tianshan Sect, he had never seen his master show such an expression. The old face was devoid of any emotion, giving the impression of being like a sword itself.
"Wuchen, you should leave first, at least to let Senior Luo be at ease."
To understand the situation, Chu Yan was much clearer than Jian Wuchen. Seeing the situation, he knew Lu Wujue and the others wanted to fight to the death with Qiu Wucheng or at least to kill or seal him here at the cost of their lives.
The Tianshan Sect always had only seven mbers. If Jian Wuchen made any mistakes or died here, the Tianshan Sect would likely disappear for good. Lu Wujue’s intention was also very clear: the Tianshan Sect needed soone to carry on the legacy, and Jian Wuchen was naturally the best candidate.
Since childhood, Jian Wuchen had been taught by Lu Wujue. Originally, Lu Wujue intended to pass the position of Sect Leader to Jian Wuchen eventually, it was only a matter of ti.
"Don’t let Senior Luo’s intentions be ruined."
Upon hearing Chu Yan say this, Jian Wuchen understood despite being foolish. He took a deep look at everyone around him, bowed deeply, and walked onto the ship without looking back.
As the ship slowly left, everything around returned to silence, leaving only Lu Wujue with the Tianshan Disciples and those from Shu Mountain, while the atmosphere carried an undeniable sense of oppression.
Long Yan leaned on a grindstone, smiling as he looked at Lu Wujue.
"Not bad! This is the deanor of the Sword Saint."
"Humph, do I need to say more? Did you think my Sword Saint title was bought with money?"
Long Yan only let out a light laugh in response to Lu Wujue’s words.
The Three-Day Moon Array continued to operate, and for a while, the surroundings were clear skies. Only over this fishing village did day and night seem to change constantly, the sun and moon shifting ever more rapidly, as the surrounding luck began to consciously drill underground. Even Long Yan absorbed a significant amount of luck, instantly feeling a clarity in his mind.
"Elder Roushui."
Long Yan lightly exchanged a glance and saw Elder Roushui looking at him with puzzlent, then asked softly.
"What powerful martial arts does Qiu Wucheng have, and what should everyone know about it? Shouldn’t there be records in Shu Mountain?"
Elder Roushui nodded upon hearing Long Yan’s words and then spoke.
"Actually, concerning Qiu Wucheng, there are few records even in Shu Mountain, because Qiu Wucheng only once caused havoc for the Four Sacred Places. In truth, Shu Mountain never actually fought him directly; it was only hearsay from the people of the Four Sacred Places that we recorded."
Qiu Wucheng’s skills were self-created, with hardly any traces to follow. However, his signature technique is his self-created Blood Demon Great Law. Though the na doesn’t sound impressive, the Blood Demon Great Law did cause significant trouble for many sects at the ti. What was terrifying about the Blood Demon Great Law is its pervasive nature; it can even penetrate areas covered by True Qi, with no chance for reaction, causing great losses to the Four Sacred Places.
In terms of destructiveness, the Blood Curse is the most terrifying. No matter how hard the flesh, it lts upon contact with the Blood Curse. Whether it’s True Qi or anything else, one touch turns it to pus. Besides the Blood Curse, Qiu Wucheng also has many bizarre curse marks. Given his background as a Daoist, these talismans might have been modified from Daoist talismans but beca evil techniques.
As for the last point, Shu Mountain didn’t learn it from the Four Sacred Places but from a loose cultivator coming from the battlefield at that ti. This technique wasn’t particularly formidable, but when Shu Mountain asked about it, the loose cultivator shivered in fear, daring not to speak, only vaguely ntioning sothing about the Three Pure Ones. Thus, Shu Mountain surmised the last attack from the Evil Sect might be a ntal attack.
At this point, Long Yan had so thoughts about Qiu Wucheng. If he hadn’t gone down the Evil Sect path, he might have been a Supre Master on the Sacred Continent, but this madman chose to be rembered by conducting a Ten Thousand People Blood Sacrifice, which can be seen as regretful.
Many who walk the Evil Sect path are geniuses, as it requires a sound mind and talent to practice evil techniques. Why couldn’t those who practice evil techniques also practice orthodox techniques? They just sought short cuts, but those shortcuts are never easy.
Long Yan looked up at the sky, constantly changing between black night and dayti, and sighed deeply. The entire fishing village sank into silence. After all, they were about to face a legendary opponent, so everyone remained on high alert.
Elder Roushui, having no imdiate tasks, arranged a Great Formation with the disciples so that they could attack as soon as Qiu Wucheng erged. However, whether Shu Mountain’s formations would work on Qiu Wucheng, only Elder Roushui knew. Lu Wujue just closed his eyes to rest, saying nothing, while the Tianshan Disciples behind him followed their master, eyes closed, bodies entering a state of tranquility.
As for Long Yan, he continued to assimilate the luck flowing into his body, guiding it to his Sea of Consciousness, hoping a breakthrough would improve his side’s odds.
But this luck from heaven and earth, like a playful child, wandered in Long Yan’s limbs no matter how he guided it. Still, each operation added a trace more color, gradually increasing the luck’s magnitude. The Three-Day Moon Array’s effect was indeed impressive, even with its range confined to the fishing village, the resulting luck was substantial.
Long Yan attempted to fuse his True Qi with the luck repeatedly, to no avail. True Qi and luck repelled each other like the sa sides of a magnet. After the first attempt, Long Yan almost spat blood; the repulsion strengthened. Yet, Long Yan was surprised to find the luck circled within his body and rged into the Martial God Array.
If Long Yan were asked which is the most powerful thing in his body now? It would not be the Star Breaking Demon Decree or even Divine Fire, but the Martial God Array within him. Ironically, the Martial God Array was the thing Long Yan understood the least. The last ti, under the Nine Suns Cauldron’s influence, when Long Yan fully engaged the Martial God Array, the ability to shatter the sky with a punch was exhilarating. Yet later, when he used the Martial God Array, he didn’t feel the sa effect, only the usual experience.
Long Yan believed the Martial God Array in his body wasn’t complete. If it were completed, he simply imagining left him feeling his heart ablaze.
Now the luck gradually entering the Martial God Array delighted Long Yan, who used True Qi to gently probe it yet found no differences. After many attempts, Long Yan reluctantly shifted his focus back to absorbing luck; unsure of its effects, accumulating more certainly wouldn’t hurt.
At that mont, the depths beneath the fishing village emitted a loud howl. The Three-Day Moon Array reached its final stages; it seems Qiu Wucheng is about to erge. As the howl echoed, layers of fog spread, and these were blood-red in color, giving a ghastly and terrifying appearance.
"It seems I’ve finally erged, hahahaha!"
At this mont, a massive laughter ca from within the space, causing everyone in the village to grip their weapons tightly.
From the laughter, everyone could sense its insidious arrogance. Long Yan, to his surprise, had so admiration for Qiu Wucheng. He was worthy of being the world’s number one in the Evil Sect; indeed, he seed impressive.
Seeing the fog begin to envelop this space, gradually, visibility in the area was blocked by the blood-colored mist. The Nine Suns Art within Long Yan activated on its own, releasing a fla that burned away all the pink mist Long Yan had absorbed, leaving nothing behind. However, it seed to have been a bit late.
Long Yan’s first reaction was the mist was poisonous, feeling dizzy and disoriented. Even though the Nine Suns True Art continually consud the mist within his body, it still affected Long Yan, and he nearly fell victim.
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