Chapter 629

The remaining six sect Void Refinement sword cultivators all took action, their vast sword essence surging forth, each enveloping all sword cultivators under their respective sects.

This included the injured personnel from the Hidden Sword Sect, Kunlun, and the Listening Rain Sword Pavilion.

The three Void Refinement sword cultivators of the sect were also unceremonious, showing no intention of treating them as injured personnel.

The Void Refinement cultivator of Ten Thousand Swords Valley reached out, and the Divine Eagle Sword in Li Yangzi's hand fell into his grasp.

He flung the Divine Eagle Sword, which once again transformed into a giant eagle, but this time, it was not to allow the sword cultivators of Ten Thousand Swords Valley to sit upon its back.

The Divine Eagle enveloped the sword cultivators of Ten Thousand Swords Valley within itself.

If anyone inside dared to make a move, they would face the thunderous wrath of the Void Refinement sword cultivators.

"Shu Mountain," said the Void Refinement cultivator of Ten Thousand Swords Valley, as the Divine Eagle spread its wings and flew toward the direction of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect.

As for the Star Sword Sect, they glanced once more at the Heaven-Reaching Sword Sect before also heading toward the Shu Mountain Sword Sect.

Still remaining on the field were the Hidden Sword Mountain Villa, Kunlun Sword Pool, Listening Rain Sword Pavilion, and the Heaven-Reaching Sword Sect.

Though no rain fell, the atmosphere was extremely grim.

Especially the injured Yun Cong flew out, his face full of shock as he asked what had happened.

"I hope this matter has nothing to do with the Heaven-Reaching Sword Sect." After a long while, the Void Refinement cultivator of the Listening Rain Sword Pavilion spoke, his gaze falling upon Tang Luo.

The embarrassment of the Heaven-Reaching Sword Sect lay precisely here.

First, Yue Wushuang's changes were linked to Shu Mountain.

Second, it was Tang Xuanzang.

Now, looking back, Tang Xuanzang's recent behavior seemed exactly like preparation for the violent uprising of non-sword cultivators.

Inside and outside cooperation?

It seemed highly likely.

"Why are you looking at me? Do you suspect I am a non-sword cultivator mole?" Faced with the gaze of the Void Refinement sword cultivator, Tang Luo showed no weakness, speaking righteously, "Have you ever seen such an arrogant mole as me?"

I am an actor.

"..."

For a moment, everyone felt Tang Luo's words made perfect sense.

The Void Refinement sword cultivator remained silent; this argument was meaningless, and even if it weren't, it should not be him engaging in it.

The sect master of the Listening Rain Sword Pavilion spoke with a hoarse voice: "What you just did—what was it for?"

Lei Zhengyang frowned, did not step forward to help Tang Luo, and admitted that his earlier actions indeed required an explanation.

"If you all go up together, you can save time, speak clearly—why don't you understand?" Tang Luo said, "If you are willing to follow my advice and go up together, the losses would not be so severe."

"..."

If they were not on the Sword Peak, the self-destruction of two Nascent Soul and one Spirit Transformation cultivators could not harm them.

Of course, from another perspective, if the Spirit Transformation cultivator of the Listening Rain Sword Pavilion self-destructed during battle, all Spirit Transformation sword cultivators would likely be injured.

It's like the difference between breaking one finger and injuring all ten.

"Is this your explanation?" The sect master of the Listening Rain Sword Pavilion's face flushed with an unusual blood-red hue.

"Clearly, it's your sect's people causing trouble, and you blame me?" Tang Luo said, "My explanation is that I am too strong, so I don't intend to waste time."

"Besides, whether I am a sword cultivator or not—you can't tell, can your Supreme Elder not tell either?"

"... That person, I see him as a sword cultivator," said the Void Refinement elder of the Listening Rain Sword Pavilion.

That Spirit Transformation cultivator, after joining the Listening Rain Sword Pavilion, had made great contributions.

No one had expected him to actually be a mole for non-sword cultivators.

Moreover, the Void Refinement elders also failed to detect any clues.

The hidden methods of non-sword cultivators are evident in this.

Since that Spirit Transformation cultivator could conceal himself, Tang Xuanzang naturally could as well.

"Since you yourself are wrong, where do you get the nerve to suspect me? If you have evidence, produce it; if not, get lost." Tang Luo spoke bluntly.

I really am a mole, but these matters have nothing to do with me.

As a mole, Tang Luo's dream is very simple: to be a mole and become a sect master.

Besides, helping non-sword cultivators cause trouble? That doesn't exist.

Although I am a mole, I am a good mole—I give myself opportunities and choose to be a "good person."

The Void Refinement cultivator of the Listening Rain Sword Pavilion looked at Tang Luo and let out a cold laugh: "How many years have passed, and still no one dares to speak to me like this?"

"Now there is. The sect is in disaster, and you cannot escape responsibility." Tang Luo said, "On the contrary, you could provoke me, drag my sect down as well, to 'compensate' for some 'losses'."

"Ignorant junior, do you truly seek death?"

The Void Refinement cultivator of the Listening Rain Sword Pavilion emitted a terrifying aura, and black fissures spread around him.

Ice-cold and extraordinary—this was his sword intent.

"Just based on you?"

Before the Void Refinement cultivator of the Heaven-Reaching Sword Sect could say anything, Tang Luo's body erupted with an immensely vast sword intent.

If one were to say the aura emitted by the Listening Rain Sword Pavilion's Void Refinement cultivator was like a cold blade pressed to the neck, gently tugged,

then the aura emanating from Tang Luo was like mountains appearing from all directions, even the sky above, with no visible peaks, slowly crushing down.

Pure power, boundless, irresistible!

Ferocious, arrogant, wanton, domineering!

The Sword Intent of Hegemony!

At this moment, the sword cultivators present truly felt the terror of this "new sword intent."

They also suddenly understood why this fellow kept saying others were too weak and he was too strong.

He was speaking the truth!

This sword intent is Tang Xuanzang's capital for recklessness.

It is enough for him to clash with Void Refining cultivators while at the Spirit God stage.

In his eyes, the remaining Spirit God sword cultivators are nothing but a bunch of weak chickens?

"Alright, non-sword cultivators have already declared war—is it now time for our own people to fight among ourselves?" said the Void Refining sword cultivator of Qing Tian Sword Gate.

The Void Refining of Kunlun Sword Pool also said: "Do not let the fisherman profit."

"You are doing exactly what the non-sword cultivators hope to see." The Void Refining of Cangjian Mountain Villa also gave them a way out.

The Void Refining of Tingyu Sword Pavilion had a very unpleasant expression; he did not expect this brat's strength to actually be able to match theirs in the Void Refining stage.

The Overbearing Sword Intent... is simply shocking to hear.

Of course, Tingyu Sword Pavilion's Void Refining does not believe that if they really fought, he would lose to Tang Xuanzang.

This is merely a clash of aura and sword intent where he does not fall behind.

If they really fought, he has been in the Void Refining stage for over a thousand years—would he really be afraid of a hairy-headed brat?

But now, the situation demands that we consider the bigger picture.

"You were lucky. When the matter is settled, we will have a fair duel—I will personally take your head." The Void Refining of Tingyu Sword Pavilion dropped these harsh words, gathered the remaining Tingyu Sword Pavilion sword cultivators, and flew toward Shu Mountain.

"Let us go as well."

Cangjian Mountain Villa, Kunlun Sword Pool, and they followed.

The remaining Qing Tian Sword Gate—its Void Refining Grand Elder looked at Tang Luo, silent, like the calm before a storm.

"Elder..." Lei Zhengyang wanted to say something.

"Well done!" The Void Refining Grand Elder suddenly laughed, patting Tang Luo on the shoulder, "But next time, keep a lower profile—there's no need to go head-to-head with that old fool; he doesn't have much time left to live, and your future is the sect's future."

It could be seen that this Grand Elder was in a good mood.

If it weren't for the news of the Divine Lord's serious injury, he would probably be laughing heartily and drinking a big cup.

"Master's side..." Lei Zhengyang said.

"I know." The Void Refining elder swept his gaze over the many sword cultivators of Qing Tian Sword Gate, as if warning those still hiding non-sword cultivators, "Go."

All sword cultivators were led away by him.

Even the flying shuttles were directly put away, unused.

"Are you two alright?" In the gray mist, a third party began to communicate.

"We're fine, just a little injured." The voices of Chijing Daoist and Jiang Shang came separately.

Both of them suffered some injuries, but not serious.

After all, these two sects self-destructed with Nascent Soul cultivators, not Spirit God ones—if they had been Spirit God cultivators, their luck might have been bad, and both could have died.

"Is this the handiwork of the Sword-Extermination Alliance? Truly ruthless." Zhu Bajie said.

Spirit God cultivators are not just common cabbages.

They actually used them like this.

"The power of the Sword-Extermination Alliance is far greater than we imagined." Jiang Shang's voice carried a hint of hidden worry.

Being able to use Spirit God cultivators this way only proves that the Sword-Extermination Alliance still has more trump cards and methods.

If they can throw bombs right at the start of a card game, it means they have even more bombs.

"It has nothing to do with us—our goal is the key, the Land of Heavenly Sword." Tang Luo said, his mind undistracted, his goal clear.

"That's right." Chijing Daoist said, "But... there might be an impact."

Now that this has happened, many things will have to be postponed.

Originally, with Tang Luo's achievements, after the Seven Gates Grand Competition, using the key to enter the Land of Heavenly Sword would basically be a certainty.

Now—

At least we must wait until things have largely calmed down before bringing it back to the agenda.

"No problem—I'll first become the sect leader, then the Land of Heavenly Sword will be within easy reach." Tang Luo said.

"..."

As for Tang Luo's "honey-like confidence," Chijing Daoist and the others are no longer surprised by it.

"By the way, you won't be discovered, will you? There will definitely be strict inspections next." Zhu Bajie asked.

"The disguise method plus the remaining pages of the Investiture of the Gods are enough." Jiang Shang affirmed, "They will absolutely not be discovered."

"The remaining pages of the Investiture of the Gods." Zhu Bajie said, "After the mission ends, can you tell me about the remaining pages and fate?"

"... Good." Jiang Shang agreed.

Shu Mountain Sword Sect, located on Shu Mountain.

Even for sword cultivators, it is a dangerous, lofty mountain range.

For ordinary people, it is even harder than ascending to heaven—a true heavenly peril and absolute danger, and besides the perilous terrain, Shu Mountain also has many demonic beasts.

Shu Mountain Sword Sect sword cultivators often fight demonic beasts to hone their sword techniques and divine abilities.

In this region, aside from Shu Mountain Sword Sect, the remaining sects are few and far between.

More numerous are various demonic beasts and strange creatures—Shu Mountain Sword Sect can be said to have taken root in a dangerous land.

The mountain gate of Shu Mountain Sword Sect, like its sect style, is lofty and proud.

Five mountain peaks, connected by iron chains, form the mountain gate of Shu Mountain Sword Sect.

But when Qing Tian Sword Gate arrived, they saw that the original five mountain peaks had already disappeared two of them.

Unlike the breaking of sword peaks, this was a complete disappearance.

In their place are two black pits, still emitting dangerous aura, not yet fully dissipated.

On the square before the main hall of the peak, crisscrossing sword marks—one of them even nearly split the main hall in two.

A sword covered in cracks, looking as if it would shatter at any moment, obliquely thrust into the ground.

The surroundings were all sword cultivators of the Six Gates.

That sword belonged to Zhenren Fengxian, and it was his natal flying sword.

The sword remained, but the person was gone!

At a somewhat distant place, a Void Refining elder of the Qingtian Sword Sect and a Divine Transformation sword cultivator guarded one person with solemn expressions.

This person's face was like gold paper, eyes tightly shut, with fresh blood still at the corner of the mouth, brows furrowed.

It seemed that even in a coma, he felt extreme pain.

It was the Divine Monarch Yue Wushuang!