Cultivation: When you take things to the extreme

Chapter 742: Chapter 465: Sheathing the Sword

Chill winds swept by, the array shattered, leaving one person stiffly standing at the center of the field, and then, blood began to spurt wildly.

“You…”

“Pfft!!!”

Sword wounds burst open, blood splashed forth, the body of the Illusion Demon Lord, revealed in his true form, trembled. His lips struggled to move, as if he was trying to speak, but before the words could escape his mouth, he collapsed to the ground. The vitality within his body drained away like the tide, and he gradually became a cold corpse.

“…”

“…”

“…”

Upon witnessing this scene, the livestream fell into deathly silence, at a loss for words for a moment.

Three moves, not even three swords, the array broken, and the man dead!

A demon of his age had fallen just like that.

Although everyone was prepared and had made the greatest estimates, such a clean outcome was still hard to accept.

As one of the only three to survive the Mundane Tribulation of the Demon Path, the prowess of the Illusion Demon Lord goes without saying. Perhaps he was not as strong as the Demon Monk Sada, who had achieved the Reincarnation Dharma Seal and the Six-foot Golden Body, in direct combat. Still, when it came to the art of illusion and deceit, even Sada was no match for him.

His Illusion Demon Art had already reached the Phase Realm, allowing him to freely switch between illusion and reality at will, even avoiding the Heavenly Secrets, and with his Divine Power, deceive the Heavenly Dao. Instead of his true body, an illusion would take his place to fend off the terrifying tribulations of the Heavenly Dao.

Otherwise, he would not have possibly crossed the Tribulation into this world years ago.

But now…

Three swords, the array broken, and the man dead!

There are only two possibilities for such a feat, such a battle result.

Either his Cultivation is supreme, as a Mahayana True Immortal, purely overpowering in strength, crushing the Phantom Demon Great Array.

Or, he is of extraordinary realm, a Grandmaster of the era, and even more versed in the ways of Array Formation, piercing through the mysteries of this array, cleanly breaking it and killing the enemy.

Is it the former, the latter, or perhaps both?

No one knows.

And it was this uncertainty that made them feel even more adrift at this moment.

Just how prodigious is this person’s strength?

When he first appeared, he was already alarmingly sharp, with no Nascent Soul to Spirit Transformation beings as his match.

Now, even more boldly confronting Integration, a great demon of a generation could not withstand his three decisive blows.

What about the future…

All were frightened into focus, not daring to think any further.

Compared to what is to come, the present is of essence.

“This…”

“Is it over?”

“Come on, you’re so weak!”

“As expected of West King Xuanyuan, three zero four all the way!”

“Resisting three swords is already pretty impressive, before it’s always been a one-sword instakill.”

“Is the gap really that wide, be honest, did you borrow a cheat from Madman Big Brother?”

“I bet there’s a full set of divine gear hidden under his clothes, otherwise it just doesn’t make sense.”

“Poor my boy, didn’t even get a single line in before getting instakilled.”

“The runtime is still not enough, who will be the next target? I suggest finding @Joyous Union Sect·Demon Enchantress.”

“Are you out of your mind, just for a slight offense, is a death sentence really necessary? Better go find @Mysterious Heaven Sword·Shenxiao; I’ve been annoyed with that guy for a long time!”

“Shenxiao: Slight offenses don’t deserve death, but pretentiousness surely does; you bunch of heartless old lechers!”

“…”

In the livestream, as everyone recovered, there was another volley of nonsense and jokes.

Although they were jests, they were not without reason, further revealing everyone’s precarious situation.

In a certain Cave Mansion, upon a fragrant bed, a woman startled to her feet, as if about to rush out.

“My young mistress, where are you going?”

“Fleeing, can’t you tell?”

The Demon Enchantress said irritably, casually plucking the Yin Yang Book from the void and stuffing it into her ample bosom. @@novelbin@@

In response, the Artifact Spirit of the book could only express helplessness: “My young mistress need not be so hasty. Although that person has slain Beiming Longteng, you are different, and our Joyous Union Sect is not Beiming Dragon Abyss. In principle…”

“Principle my foot!”

Before the Artifact Spirit could finish, the Demon Enchantress irritatedly interjected: “When have those people ever abided by any principle? If he doesn’t follow your so-called ‘principle,’ will you guarantee my life?”

“Actually, there is…”

The Artifact Spirit sighed helplessly and continued to persuade: “Although those three act rather extreme and have committed acts against the world, it’s all to respond to the Demon Catastrophe, not to make enemies of the world. Besides, as the Sect Master of Joyous Union Sect, you are wicked but not evil, enchanting but not demonic; there’s no reason for those three to trouble you.”

“In addition, my young mistress, you have now achieved Deity Transformation as a cultivator. If you leave for Cave Heaven, let’s not speak of the punishment from our Sect Master for now, when it’s time for Cave Heaven to descend into the world, you will have to face another ordeal of the Heavenly Dao’s trials. Although your talents are exceptional, it’s better not to take such risks, right?”

“This…”

Hearing the Artifact Spirit say this, the Demon Enchantress stopped her movements.

It seemed somewhat reasonable.

But considering Beiming Longteng’s fate, comparing the reasonableness to the risk of life…

The Demon Enchantress was restless and unsure of what to do.

Meanwhile, on Tan Mountain, within a Cave Mansion.

“Killing the chicken to scare the monkeys, establishing authority with the sword!”

“Although it deters, it also leaves people with a sense of dread!”

“Who will be the next Beiming Longteng, where is the boundary set?”

Yuzhao watched the livestream, her eyes shifting, keenly aware of the current situation.

At that moment, the screen shifted, revealing this scene.

Sword light like a rainbow, piercing clouds and splitting the sky, it raced across the heavens.

It was…

Hurry, hurry, hurry!

Shenxiao rode his sword, propelling himself with his mana, his Escape Light like a radiant rainbow, heading straight for Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect.

Beiming Longteng was dead, and the Illusion Demon Lord had been executed. Who else could be that “minor irritation”?

Shenxiao didn’t know, but a wise man does not stand under a wall that is about to collapse, and he wouldn’t bet his own safety on others’ actions.

So, after the death of Beiming Longteng, he took decisive action, preparing to return to Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect to avoid that person’s sharp edge.

While it might sound cowardly, as a Deity Transformation cultivator facing a terrifying opponent who could slay Integration beings, fearing the fight is only logical. Sword Cultivators should always be ready to push ahead, but one must also know when to stay safe, not to shake a tree with a whip or hit a rock with an egg, and avoid cutting down their own cultivation path.