Supreme Swordsman of the Nine Heavens Chapter 585

Novel: Supreme Swordsman of the Nine Heavens Author: The Wooden Feather In The Gale Updated: May 21, 2026

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Chi Yue spotted flashing formation lines along the walls of the valley for the first ti, clearly oblivious that Mu Yu cast them to bolster his formations before they engaged each other.

Mu Yu jumped up to the edge of the valley. All of the formations formation foundation was the Primordial Yin Yang within him.

The dragon-soul enhanced blast followed the three-step procedure after Mu Yu figured that it wasn’t necessary for one person to compress it. Compressing it after the dragon vine compressed it once resulted in more explosive energy than if only one of them compressed the energy. Thanks to Gentle Wind Interlinked Hearts Formation, it was possible for all three of them to coordinate perfectly. Else, it might not have worked at all.

“I can’t even feel my tongue now,” complained the dragon vine, still feeling the effects of compressing electricity in its mouth.

“I’ve always wanted to zap you, Big Earthworm. You look so stupid with your tongue hanging out, ahahaha.”

“I was going to just kill you for chopping my horn, but you had to go and ruin my corpse water! I’ve changed my mind. I’ll make sure you die painful deaths!”

Chi Yue snickered and bulked up again. Moving at blistering speed, Chi Yue circled around Mu Yu to confuse him with after images. Mu Yu used formations to counter the attacks coming from various directions whilst deflecting the red hook with his sword.

Chi Yue was only tapping into her actual energy now that her corpse water could no longer supply energy. Mu Yu, on the other hand, had been expending spiritual energy the entire fight. Fatigued, Mu Yu couldn’t keep up to thwart every attack, forcing him to shield his heart against the horn with his bare hands.

Chi Yue’s straight thrust sent Mu Yu back. Mu Yu’s hand certainly hurt but, luckily, didn’t have a gaping hole in it. The bad news was that he still crashed into a dune. Chi Yue mounted the next attack, swinging at Mu Yu’s forehead. By the ti Xiaoshuai and the dragon vine fought off Chi Yue’s red energy, the horn was inches away from Mu Yu’s chest.

Mu Yu crossed his arms in front of him. Still, the impact drove him through the ground. Chi Yue dove after him to press the attack. Even though it was straining, Mu Yu activated a formation barrier – Spiritual Energy Sealing Formation – to restrain Chi Yue, allowing him to have a mont after crashing into rocks. Mu Yu installed formation text into the barrier as fast as he could instead of resting to reinforce the barrier.

“Luring you all the way here sure was tough.”

“Curse you!”

Brute force wasn’t enough to break through the barrier.

“How do you like the taste of your own dicine? You also seal spiritual energy with your corpse water.”

Xiaoshuai and the dragon vine gave each other a quick nod.

“Spicy Grilled Wings!”

“Braised Ribs!”

“Aaaargh!”

Xiaoshuai and the dragon vine aid their sword qi blast right where the wings attached on Chi Yue, severing them and drawing a river of blood. Chi Yue landed on the ground, albeit barely.

“Yeah!” the two spirit beasts cheered.

The wings rained down as corpse water and evaporated.

“My goodness gracious.” Xiaoshuai tried to resist gagging.

The dragon vine spat and cursed, “I’m never eating braised ribs again.”

“Let’s hear it now. Where did your ugly face co from?” Mu Yu interrogated.

“Kekeke, fool, you think I’d tell you?”

“I’ll pry it out of you, then.”

Mu Yu converted Wood Sprit into a piece of divine soul wood. Suddenly, Mu Yu jumped back.

Bang! Spirit Sealing Formation’s formation foundations shook, but the formation still held up. Mu Yu then saw six ghost broadswords and a sickle slamd the formation, creating an opening.

“You got here before us, huh?”

Gui Han pressured Mu Yu with his Body Synthesis Realm cultivation again.

Chi Yue broke out of the formation and returned to her human form, albeit with one missing peak. The rest of Ghost Gate’s team arrived on the scene, marking every corner of the valley.

“Why are you so late?” Chi Yue fud.

“Lord Chi Yue, His Lordship tasked us with another job that resulted in this delay. We believed nobody would be able to hurt you,” explained Gui Han.

“If I wasn’t still in my recovery period, I’d be invincible. That stinking brat hurt ! Bring his head!” Chi Yue snapped, pointing at Mu Yu.

“Yes, Your Lordship.” Gui Han raised his sickle then threatened, “Last ti, you got away thanks to a fluke, but flukes don’t happen twice.”

“Why do these pests keep stalking us?!” Xiaoshuai grouched.

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