Chapter 1651: Desire Blade, Thoughts of Desire (Part 2)

Inside the Longshe Shan Formation.

Minghu Zhanglao lifted his head; the mist blocked his perception and his sight, yet he still felt someone approaching, targeting himself—such an aura aimed at him could not be concealed.

When two Techniques appeared before him, the attackers had not yet arrived; the Techniques came first, two different Techniques shooting from afar, breaking through layers of mist and arriving directly before him. Minghu Zhanglao raised the blade in his hand and slashed at the two Techniques.

"Bang bang." The collision sounds rang out; the blade shattered the two Techniques. On that blade there was not a trace—this blade is a Spiritual Artifact, moreover a top-grade among middle-grade Spiritual Artifacts, its blade hardness extremely high. Minghu Zhanglao swung the blade; two blade qi vanished into the mist, counterattacking in the direction from which the Techniques came.

The mist dispersed and then quickly healed; distant sights were unseen. Minghu Zhanglao could hear the collision sounds; the blade qi was shattered. From afar two auras approached, drawing nearer, and these auras continued to close in. In the next moment, Minghu Zhanglao's eyes narrowed, locking onto the two figures.

"Two swordsmen, and both are women."

Two swordswomen, their swordsmanship is not low; only their cultivation is not high. Upon seeing the two women, Minghu Zhanglao's pupils constricted slightly, then he coldly said: "Two True Realm swordsmen, daring to come cause trouble for this old man—hmph."

"Heavenly Heart Sect's aura—are you from that world? Have you betrayed the Heavenly Heart Sect?"

At a glance, Minghu Zhanglao recognized Tianlian Zhenren's cultivation aura—a very familiar aura. In an instant he saw that Tianlian Zhenren came from the Heavenly Heart Sect; the traces of her cultivation were obvious, and even after many alterations they could still be seen.

It was too obvious—the Heavenly Heart Sect's aura could be seen at a glance, impossible to conceal. After all, the Heavenly Heart Sect of that world was founded by him; this woman before him is a disciple of his Faction, and with such cultivation her status is not low.

Yet together with Xinran Zhanglao, Xinran Zhanglao's Technique and her aura, Minghu Zhanglao also recognized them—the aura of the Heavenly Sword Sect, which is that world's Heavenly Sword Sect branch's aura; both are from that world. At this moment, Minghu Zhanglao's gaze turned icy—these two women gathering together and coming to Tianwai together, what does that signify?

Indeed, people from that world have arrived in Tianwai and remained in Cangzhou; perhaps not only this place but elsewhere also harbor people from that world. The Heavenly Heart Sect of that world has been destroyed—how could this old ancestor swallow such a breath?

"Good timing—this Elder had been worrying about not finding you, yet you conveniently delivered yourselves to my door. In that case, this Elder will let you know what a gap is."

"Just two True Realm cultivators, and you dare act recklessly—how naive."

"Desire Blade."

"The blade is named the Six Desires Blade, drawn from the Seven Emotions and Six Desires."

"And his sword technique divine ability is called the Desire Blade; it takes desire as the blade— the stronger his desire, the more formidable this divine ability becomes."

"Anger filled his heart, the Seven Emotions and Six Desires filled his heart; Minghu Zhanglao's strike was aimed at killing the two women. Seeing this, Xinran Zhanglao and Tianlian Zhenren immediately changed their offense to defense."

"In an instant the two women's bodies flew outward, tumbling to the edge of the formation; blood sprayed the mist, dyeing a patch of it red."

"Minghu Zhanglao brandished his blade and pursued them at killing speed; it was obvious he intended to kill the two women. That killing intent could not be concealed. Xinran Zhanglao waved his sword, releasing over ten Techniques that blocked Minghu Zhanglao's advance and interrupted his assault."

"\"Tianlian younger sister, act quickly—don't let him suppress us, or else we two will be killed by him. \""

"Their cultivation levels differed greatly; relying on the formation's protection they could contend with Minghu Zhanglao, yet they clearly knew his strength far surpassed theirs—killing him was unlikely."

"First protect oneself; only if not killed by him can one do other things."

"At a glance they realized the magnitude of the gap and could not be careless."

"Tianlian Zhenren drew his sword and attacked with all his strength; Techniques sprayed out, over a hundred Techniques intertwining to form a huge sword blade. The mist before them instantly dispersed, revealing Minghu Zhanglao's figure—he was very close to the two."

"\"Bang. \""

"The Six Desires Blade swung— a casual strike, seemingly using little force— shattered Tianlian Zhenren's Technique, unable to inflict any harm on him."

"Seeing this, Tianlian Zhenren's face changed dramatically: \"Xinran elder sister, we must retreat quickly—we are no match for him. \""

"The enemy is too strong; we must change our plan, not throw away our lives."

"Xinran Zhanglao, without hesitation, grabbed Tianlian Zhenren's hand and ran backward, immediately entering another layer of cultivation method, using the mist to conceal their figures and auras; in just a few breaths they left the formation and returned to Qinglong Daoren's side."

"The two, panting, had faces turned pale with fright."

"\"Pant pant pant, I was scared half to death—I almost got hit; this person is too strong, we are not his match. \" Xinran Zhanglao gave Qinglong Daoren a white-eyed glance; this person clearly knew Minghu Zhanglao was so powerful, yet they were not of the same level as the two women, and still watched them walk to their deaths."

"If they hadn't run fast, they might truly have perished inside."

"In response, Tianlian Zhenren fumed: \"Qinglong Daoist friend, you clearly know the enemy is a Dao Realm Strong One, yet you watched us provoke him; if we hadn't reacted swiftly, we might really have been killed by him. \""

"Xinran Zhanglao's gaze toward Qinglong Daoren turned icy, at any moment wanting to tear him apart."

"Qinglong Daoren hastily explained: \"You two were too impatient; I hadn't finished speaking when you rushed in. Who knew you'd act so wildly, straight to provoke him? I thought you'd hide and ambush him, not have you clash head‑on. \""

"These two are indeed tigers—knowing the opponent is not weak, yet they still rush forward; isn't this just going to their deaths?"

"In response, Qinglong Daoren was quite convinced; letting them test the enemy's strength is not without benefit—at least it lets the two women realize their own weakness."

"\"You... \" Xinran Zhanglao fumed, pointing at Qinglong Daoren."

"Tianlian Zhenren's anger flared; stamping his foot, heedless of his own wounds, he said: \"That person is searching for our traces—hurry and help us take revenge. \""

"The two wounded ones—how could their mood be good? Naturally they hoped Qinglong Daoren would help them vent their anger, letting that old man know they are not to be trifled with."

"Women bear grudges deeply."

"Especially toward strangers, the grudge runs deeper; Tianlian Zhenren also recognized Minghu Zhanglao's identity, hoping Qinglong Daoren would kill him."