Chapter 142

Zhuang Buran raised his eyebrows slightly, leaped up, and flew toward a sword mountain that looked like a giant sword.

Before long, he landed in front of a humanoid creature with gray-green skin.

"You must be Jianyue. You broke into this world many years ago and gradually evolved this place into a world belonging solely to swords. But because the sword path in the world flourished, the boundary of the realm became thicker and thicker, eventually making you unable to escape and turning you into this ghost-like appearance."

The white-haired, black-robed man sighed lightly:

"Except for feeling too lonely, this is also a pretty good place to live. No matter how much time passes outside, time in this realm is like standing still, which is equivalent to allowing mortals who have life and death to indirectly achieve immortality."

"You junior, you actually know my name." Jianyue chuckled:

"Since you found your way here yourself, I don't need to spend any effort. Looking at your calm appearance, you must have a way to leave the Sword Realm. Why don't you say it?"

As he said this, his eyes revealed a fierce light, and his expression became extremely irritable. Obviously, after being trapped for who knows how long, his temperament had long since changed drastically, not much different from Mokui.

"It seems that over the years, you have either sat here withered or fought with Mokui, and your brain is no longer working well." Zhuang Buran shook his head:

"Since I could enter the Sword Realm, naturally the boundary of the realm was broken. You are also the pioneer of the Sword Realm. If you had searched carefully, how could you not have found it?"

Jianyue slapped his head suddenly:

"That's right. I don't need you to tell me; I can find it myself."

"But for the human world, you are too dangerous." Zhuang Buran tapped his feet and set up a Strange Gate Formation, laughing:

"A dead monster is a good monster."

Although Jianyue had been in the Sword Realm for many years and his brain was becoming less and less agile, and his temperament was fickle, his cultivation, which could be called the peak of the sword path, triggered his spiritual sense, and he instinctively shook out a deep green, massive sword glow.

It instantly shattered the Qi formation and slashed out a sword, the sword power contained within seeming to have the momentum to open heaven and earth.

Zhuang Buran was unhurried, his hand forming a sword finger, and he struck out ink-green sword Qi, using 'Heaven and Earth Only I Way' from the Mysterious Yin First Sword.

The ink-green sword Qi shone brightly, striking the deep green massive sword glow with a supreme sword intent that shrouded the entire Sword Realm.

With a "boom," the sword mountain where the two were located shook loudly, but Jianyue's aura surged, manifesting countless fierce and tangible swords.

"Interesting. A sword technique that contains the essence of 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin'—this should be the 'Tianyuan Sword Art'."

Behind the white-haired, black-robed man, a monstrous ink-green wave surged, instantly transforming into an extremely eerie and fierce sword light.

This is the Mysterious Yin Third Sword, 'All Things Become My Sword'!

"Boom!"

The moment the two collided, the huge sword mountain was forcibly collapsed by half. The surrounding sword mountains of various sizes spontaneously used sword Qi to protect themselves, but countless sword mountains were still destroyed, causing many swordsmen in the human world to vomit blood for no reason and suffer heavy injuries.

The Heavenly Sword Mountain and Absolute Sword Mountain, which were not much shorter than the sword mountain Jianyue lived on, were also shaken by the aftermath, causing the sword Qi in the bodies of Wuming and Murong Fu, who were meditating outside the realm, to suddenly lose control, aggravating their internal injuries and causing them to spray a large mouthful of blood.

They had a sudden realization and looked toward the crevice above the void in unison, feeling that it was probably related to a certain white-haired, black-robed man who had entered the Sword Realm.

Youruo and the other three on the side were also watching the crevice that kept erupting with sword Qi.

On the other side, Jianyue knelt on one knee. The half-destruction of the sword mountain he lived on was like some kind of life-bound object, which also brought him heavy injuries.

"Fortunately, I have always liked to temper my own life. I practice Qi, and as for sword techniques, I regard them all as nutrients to assist my own martial arts. That's why I wasn't backlashed by the flashy sword path of this world."

Zhuang Buran said with a smile:

"Your 'Tianyuan Sword Art' can be considered a masterpiece of the sword path. It should be divided into internal and external techniques. The internal technique is sword power. From our fight just now, I can perceive that it has the internal strength cultivation to break all swordsmen in the world and the sword power to turn the universe."

"The external technique is sword moves, gathering the power of natural evolution, with the power to open heaven and earth. Its essence should lie in the four words 'transforming Qi into form,' which is a 'transforming Qi into form' that surpasses the killing power of 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin'."

His gaze swept around:

"The reason why this small world turned into a Sword Realm is that you used the power of 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin' to swallow the sword intent of the world, and then created it with the ability of the 'Yuan Heaven Sword Art'."

Zhuang Buran couldn't help but shake his head:

"The human world really cannot have a monster as powerful as you. Let me save you from the suffering of thousands of years of imprisonment."

As he spoke, he raised his right hand, and six extremely yin and evil Mysterious Yin sword intents shot out, evolving into a magnificent sword stance of the birth and death of heaven and earth and the cycle of the six paths.

"This is the Mysterious Yin Six Swords combined into one, called 'Liudao Flowing, No Enemy Can Match'!"

Jianyue roared angrily, exploding all his power and exerting the power of the 'Tianyuan Sword Art' to the extreme, but it was clearly still not enough.

In an instant, the half-collapsed sword mountain completely collapsed, and Jianyue's aura surged suddenly; he had clearly fallen into a frenzy, intending to perish with the enemy.

With a "boom," the endless sword mountains were one less mountain that reached the sky, and a white-haired, black-robed man began to stroll leisurely through the Sword Realm again.

Immediately, he came to a place that was both familiar and strange.

"It seems this place is the Sword Heart Hell. The 'Destroying Heaven and Earth Sword Twenty-Three' that the Sword Saint used with his primordial spirit back then formed this kind of sword Qi space."

"I only feel that time is standing still, unable to move, and can only be slaughtered."

Zhuang Buran realized it for a long while and said happily to himself:

"If 'Flying Immortal from Beyond the Heavens' is the ultimate human sword move, then 'Destroying Heaven and Earth Sword Twenty-Three' does not belong to the human world. It is a pity that there are still many flaws, even the further 'Six Extinctions Sword Twenty-Three' is the same."

"But having said that, purely in terms of the power of sword moves, it far exceeds 99% of the martial arts in the world."

After the white-haired, black-robed man finished speaking, he leaped into the air without any nostalgia and flew toward the outside of the realm.

"My father has been inside for so long, could something have happened?" Youruo really couldn't wait any longer and said:

"No, I have to go in and take a look."

"Master has never done anything without certainty. Since he wanted to enter the Sword Realm, that was why the battle of Wuhuang Mountain happened." Qin Shuang said in a deep voice: "Then nothing will definitely happen."

Youruo stared at the void:

"This crevice is gradually getting smaller. I'm afraid it won't be long before it disappears. I..."

Before she finished speaking, a figure appeared before her eyes.

"Father, are you okay?" Youruo hurriedly opened her mouth.

"No problem." Zhuang Buran waved his sleeve, and a massive aura instantly smoothed out the crevice.

He landed again in front of Wuming and Murong Fu, who were still meditating.

"The previous battle was quite satisfying. I intend to keep my promise."

When the two heard this, they couldn't care about meditating to recover from their injuries. Wuming had a hint of joy on his face:

"Brother Xiong, you have finally figured it out and intend to return to seclusion in the peach forest as before."

At this moment, Youruo and the others landed behind the white-haired, black-robed man.

"More than just seclusion, didn't I also say that I might as well eliminate all future troubles for the Shenzhou martial arts world?"

Suddenly, everyone present showed a look of confusion.

"Ever since I became the leader of the World Association that dominated the martial arts world, I have always been very puzzled. How could a mere tiny island dare to spy on the Shenzhou martial arts world again and again?"

"Wicked disciples, today Master will teach you the last lesson."

Zhuang Buran's body was surrounded by clouds and mist, gradually floating in mid-air, and he suddenly laughed.

"Hahaha!"

"A man should kill, killing without mercy."

"Eternal achievements all lie in killing."

His figure suddenly flew out, but the poem he chanted shook the area for a hundred miles.

"Do you not see, pedantic scholars rise like bees and brave men die, Shenzhou from then on boasts of benevolence and righteousness; once the captives and barbarians disturb the Central Plains, scholars run like pigs and cowardly people weep."

Youruo was stunned and said:

"My father is going to Dongying to start a massacre!"

Murong Fu listened to the echoing poem and sighed:

"Going this time, I'm afraid he won't come back until he turns Dongying upside down."

"No, two fists are no match for four hands. I have to go help my father." Youruo stepped on the clouds and rose directly.

The three of Feng, Yun, and Shuang looked at each other and immediately knew each other's intentions. Nie Feng said:

"Senior Wuming, Senior Murong, no matter what, he is also our master. We take our leave first."

The three leaped into the air and disappeared into the horizon.

Murong Fu said with some regret:

"If I weren't seriously injured, I would also like to go and see what realm Xiongba's martial arts have reached, to actually give birth to the ambition of destroying a country alone."

"I only hope they can return safely." Wuming sighed lightly.

(End of chapter)