Chapter 1122: Plotting everything?

This is a sword talisman; it can command any spirit sword below the Dao Lord level, the spirit technique is like this, like this…

In Qi Chun Jing's mind a flash of divine light also appeared.

That is the spirit technique for activating the sword talisman.

Qi Chun Jing blinked slightly; he hadn't expected Lord Lu to still have a trump card here.

He felt somewhat shocked.

Originally he had taken the initiative this time, also wanting to repeat his previous slaying of Luo Jin Laozi.

He took an oblique gamble with the sword!

But he hadn't imagined that Ancestor An Shang actually possessed a sword‑seizing gu in his hand—off by one move.

Yet now Lord Lu actually gave him a sword talisman that surpasses that gu!

"Could it be that even my one‑move blunder is within your calculations?"

Qi Chun Jing muttered to himself.

At this moment he only felt shocked!

As expected of Lord Lu!

Perhaps, as the Spirit Martial Emperor said, Lord Lu has always been watching the upper realms; whether he acts or not depends entirely on his will.

Qi Chun Jing immediately gathered his spirit, the hand seal shifted, and he chanted silently.

"Chi‑chi‑chi!"

Endless divine light burst forth on the black sword talisman, threads of great Dao power shot out, and the power of the Soldier Character Technique began to activate.

The sword talisman hovered above Qi Chun Jing's head, beginning to expand.

Soldier Dao power!

At first the Dao resonance was like fine, continuous rain, then like relentless downpour, finally turning into a howling gale that swept between heaven and earth.

This is a power surpassing ordinary Dao!

The black sword talisman is sentient, like the master of soldiers, reigning above the Void.

The great blade Li Zhu in Qi Chun Jing's hand again burst forth with incomparably scarlet blood light; he shouted, "Sword, come!"

The sound fell like thunder!

Summon the sword of the Human Race!

Instantly, the spirit sword of the Heitan Sha's waist, the Wine‑Drinker, began to tremble wildly.

This process took only a few breaths.

Seeing this, Heitan Sha exclaimed, astonished, "What talisman did Lu Xuan just unleash? This talisman also seeks to seize the sword!"

Ancestor An Shang frowned tightly, feeling a jolt of alarm; from this terrifying talisman he sensed an aura similar to that of the Sword Master Gu.

Lu Xuan actually possesses this thing?

Could it be that Lu Xuan also anticipated their Sword Master Gu and waited here for them?

Such a lightning‑fast thought flashed through his mind, but now matters have come to this, the situation is extremely perilous; we must suppress the Human Race's Sword!

Otherwise, once Qi Chun Jing gains control of the Human Race's Sword, the present battle will reverse.

Qi Chun Jing is only a hair's breadth away from the power needed to turn defeat into victory!

"Give me your all to suppress the Human Race's Sword!"

Ancestor An Shang roared, no longer bothering to attack Qi Chun Jing again.

Ancestor Heitan Sha and Ancestor Gui Hun nodded, realizing the gravity of the situation.

"Hum‑hum‑hum!"

The Human Race's Sword began to tremble incessantly, its sword intent soaring to the heavens, seeking to break the seal Ancestor An Shang had previously laid.

Now two forces are pressing down on the Human Race's Sword.

One is Ancestor An Shang's seal!

The other is the Sword Master Gu!

Like two great mountains pressing down on the Human Race's Sword from above.

But the power of the sword talisman surpasses the Sword Master Gu, and moreover transcends Ancestor An Shang's seal through "Dao" and "momentum."

Breaking the seal is but a moment away!

Ancestor An Shang flicked his sleeve; the phantom of the Dark Palace descended like a massive weight of ten thousand jun, the vast heavenly might falling upon the Human Race's Sword.

"Boom‑boom‑boom!"

The Dark Palace phantom is immense, like gods and demons looming in the sky, myriad Dao roaring, attempting to suppress the Human Race's Sword with Dao power.

Heitan Sha roared, the towering divine wood illusion constantly shifting, turning into countless black tentacles that fell directly upon the Human Race's Sword.

One after another!

Direct sealing!

Ancestor Gui Hun likewise unleashed his supreme soul‑secret art, applying tremendous sealing power!

Meanwhile, the Sword Master Gu rose again, swelling enormously like a mountain, showering endless Dao resonance into the Human Race's Sword.

But it was useless!

"Boom!"

"Crack!"

The many seals they unleashed kept shattering, turning into endless black light that vanished into the Void.

A corner of the Dark Palace phantom began to collapse, myriad Dao patterns fading to dust, then another corner.

The four corners' might collapsed half in an instant!

And the myriad divine wood tentacles Heitan Sha had laid also turned to ash; his face turned hideously ferocious as he roared, "Ancestor, just where does this talisman come from?!"

Although he continuously sacrificed strange power from within his body, he was still obliterated by the power of the talisman.

The speed of obliteration far surpassed the speed at which he could reactivate it.

An Shang Old Ancestor's face turned extremely ugly, fury and resentment filling his sinister, hideous visage, "This talisman possesses at least the power of a half-step Dao Lord Realm, even exceeding it!"

Upon hearing this, Gui Hun Old Ancestor and Hei Tan Sha Old Ancestor both exclaimed in shock, "What?"

Isn't this object even more heaven-defying than the Sword Master Poison Insect, and yet they are utterly helpless!

How does Lu Xuan possess such a heaven-defying object!

The next moment.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Numerous cracks suddenly appeared on the Sword Master Poison Insect hovering above their heads.

An Shang Old Ancestor's face drastically changed, "The power of this Soldier Character Technique clashes, and the Sword Master Poison Insect is completely no match!"

"Boom!"

As the sound fell, the Sword Master Poison Insect exploded outright, like a collapsing giant sun, bursting forth endless sword light; within it, numerous low-grade gu creatures burst out and rained down.

An Shang Old Ancestor frowned, never expecting the interior of the Sword Master Poison Insect to be such a sight.

This Half-Step Nine-Turn Sword Master Poison Insect is actually formed from the convergence of countless low-grade gu creatures!

But soon, these low-grade gu creatures also began to crack apart!

Unable to be stopped!

Deprived of the Sword Master Poison Insect's support, An Shang Old Ancestor and his two companions became even more unable to suppress the Human Race Sword.

The Human Race Sword began to continuously expand, borrowing the power of the Soldier Character Technique to become extraordinarily heaven-defying, first transforming into a long river, then taking the form of a Sword Qi Great Wall.

"Hiss!"

The Human Race Sword forcibly split the Endless Seal laid down by An Shang Old Ancestor and his two companions, directly transforming into a soaring sword light, breaking free of all restraints, and shooting toward Qi Chun Jing.

Sword Qi pierces the heavens!

A single sword light chills the billions of miles of starry sky!

"How could this be?"

The phantom of the Dark Hall above An Shang Old Ancestor's head had already collapsed more than half, his face ashen like dead ash, unable to accept this outcome.

Why did their Strange Hall fall short by yet another move?

Hei Tan Sha and Gui Hun Old Ancestor's bodies began to tremble, a sense of dread welling up in their hearts.

Qi Chun Jing once again took control of the Human Race Sword, putting them in danger!

Who could have imagined that the battle situation would suddenly reverse?

"Boom!"

The Human Race Sword flew straight to Qi Chun Jing's face and merged with the Great Blade Black Pearl.

Blade and sword unite once again!

At the same time, the Black Sword Talisman dimmed, eventually turning into fine powder that scattered and vanished into the void.

Qi Chun Jing, wielding the Human Race Sword, his heavy armor clanking, stepped toward An Shang Old Ancestor; the Vast Blade Domain beneath his feet began to reassemble, a vast expanse of white like snow covering the ground.

Blade intent! Sword intent!

They rang against each other!

Qi Chun Jing swung a single sword at An Shang Old Ancestor, "It's over."

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