Chapter 219: 212 Riding the Six Dragons

When Tang Zhao turned his head, he saw the Kun Sword flying in the sky.

That flying sword shadow was like a magnet, attracting everyone's gaze.

It's coming, it's coming!

Don't come over, don't come over!

As many people as there were watching the sword, that many were screaming in their hearts.

Longyuan, the Snow Mountain Wangfu, the Kun Yu Sword Sect, and even the forces hidden in the shadows that had yet to appear, were all shocked upon seeing the sword arrive, yet they were all incredibly excited, rubbing their hands and rushing toward the sword's location. Conversely, the weaker ones like Tang Zhao, Weise, and the young Talisman Sword Masters hoped the sword would stay as far away from them as possible; it was the source of all disasters.

However, the sword's trajectory did not change due to anyone's expectations.

Tang Zhao stared at the sword's shadow, feeling puzzled in his heart:

Is the Kun Sword... flying a bit too high?

The sword did not follow a parabolic trajectory of flying high and then descending; instead, it kept flying upward. By the time it reached the center of the island, it was only a faint shadow.

Is there something strange?

But at this moment, the arrow was on the string; those who wanted to compete would never give up because of a little strangeness. It was just that the situation was complex, and no one dared to take off first. Once someone left the ground, they would likely become a living target. Everyone ran on the ground in unison, closing in toward the direction of the sword.

Taking advantage of this chaos, Zhang Shousong broke free from Beichen's entanglement. Hesitating for a moment between advancing and retreating, he then took three steps in two, chasing toward the sword. His talent was actually in a different direction than the Kun Sword, but relying on his exquisite sword-piloting skills, he actually wanted to give it a try. Although he was old, he was a Sword Guest bordering on a Sword Hero, and his speed was naturally extremely fast; at least on his path, no one was faster than him.

However, as he ran, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

How come he was getting further away the more he chased?

The sword's flight speed did not seem fast, but he chased with all his might without getting any closer.

Could it be that his visual estimation was wrong, and the sword was actually flying very fast?

Suddenly, he stopped his steps, and sweat dripped from his forehead.

Before, he had seen it clearly; the sword was plainly falling toward the direction of the mountain peak on the island. He had been looking up while chasing the sword, and he could always see the outline of the mountain in his peripheral vision.

However, now he suddenly discovered that the mountain was also moving further and further away, almost having exited his field of vision.

But he was clearly running in the direction of the mountain.

A bizarre sense of disharmony made him feel cold in an instant. Turning his head abruptly, Zhang Shousong discovered that he had run so far.

That Changshousong of his was originally a Manifestation of Sword Image, tall and reaching the sky, standing independently above the dense forest, visible from afar. He had set off from under the tree at the time; at this moment, the pine tree was only the size of a fingertip in his field of vision. No matter how he looked at it, they were separated by dozens of miles.

In an instant, had he already run dozens of miles?

Could it be that his light-body technique had improved?

No... that's not right!

He had already stopped his steps, so why was the pine tree still continuously moving away from him?

Was it retreating?

Covered in sweat, he looked around. The surrounding grass, trees, stones, and mountains—everything was moving away from him. They didn't have legs, and the ground wasn't shaking; they were moving away from him along with the land beneath his feet.

The ground was moving... no, the island was expanding!

When the Kun Sword flew above the island, Jianzhou Island began to expand rapidly!

"Sword Intent, Gentle Extension."

The moment he discovered the surrounding expansion, Tang Zhao thought of the Kun Sword's Sword Intent.

Everyone could only speculate about the Immortal Sword's information through its external manifestations, but Tang Zhao had read the Sword Manual, so how could he not know this was Sword Intent? The Solid Ice on the sea surface was merely one of the Kun Sword's minor Sword Techniques, but Gentle Extension was one of its Sword Intents!

A single Sword Intent was enough to make the Kun Sword's territory, Jianzhou, expand.

Expansion was one thing, but a thought flashed through Tang Zhao's mind, and he felt a chill:

That Kun Sword, which everyone was fighting over, was likely about to unleash its power!

"Sir—save..."

As soon as Tang Zhao turned his head, he saw Weise running toward him. Although he was running fast, he had to move further and further away as the land stretched. Although there was actually no danger in front of him and the word "save" was unnecessary, he clearly wanted to be kept by him.

Tang Zhao pondered for a moment and said, "Try jumping!"

Hearing this, Weise jumped as expected, but his body did not remain still due to being in the air; instead, it remained consistent with the land beneath his feet, involuntarily retreating.

Tang Zhao was stunned, then immediately understood: it was not just the land beneath his feet that was extending, but this entire world. Heaven covers the earth, and the earth carries heaven; how could the Kun Sword's Sword Intent only target the mere land? Precisely because heaven and earth were extending as one, standing on the ground didn't even cause dizziness.

Seeing Weise getting further and further away, Tang Zhao flicked his hand, and a strand of Qi wrapped in Ruyi Golden Silk flew over.

At this moment, Tang Zhao did not trust Weise, but Weise had called for his help, so he could not ignore it.

Weise grabbed the golden silk, wrapped it around his hand, and said, "Many thanks to you, sir, for not abandoning me." Borrowing the force of the golden silk, he pulled hard and leaped forward several yards.

The two maintained stillness by borrowing this golden silk, but the expansion around them was like the alternation of the sun and moon. The originally dense forest was pulled sparse, and the neat flower beds were torn to pieces. Only the stones did not move but expanded along with the earth. Or rather, the mountain stones were originally part of the earth. A small stone rapidly extended and became a flat stone slab; a large stone lengthened and became a small hill. And that mountain ridge in the middle of the island, which was originally neither high nor deep, actually wound into towering mountains stretching for several miles, leaving someone who was originally searching for treasure in the deep mountains completely bewildered.

Not knowing how much time had passed, the expansion stopped, and the mere Jianzhou Island had become unrecognizable.

It had turned from an island into a continent?!

However, before the people who had been isolated in various parts of the island could breathe a sigh of relief, various changes followed one after another!

The sparse forest land suddenly connected into a forest. The originally flat ground suddenly bulged, and a high mountain rose from the ground. The original clear stream suddenly dried up, one side collapsed, and the spot became an abyss. Two mountains that were originally several miles apart suddenly crossed the distance and crashed into each other...

Tang Zhao watched helplessly as a large opening suddenly split in front of him, like the bloody mouth of a giant beast. Weise fell straight down. Fortunately, there was the Ruyi Golden Silk between the two, and Weise had not lost his head, so Tang Zhao hurriedly pulled him out of the crack.

Just as Weise jumped out of the crack, the crack let out a boom and closed instantly. It was only a breath away from pressing Weise into a meat patty.

In the blink of an eye, this crack had vanished without a trace, as if it had come specifically to crush Weise.

However, this was just an accident, because such things were happening every moment.

On Jianzhou Island, the vicissitudes of life happened in an instant; the landscape changed without needing thousands of years. Every piece of land, every grain of sand was constantly changing; the earth was roaring, and heaven and earth were trembling...

A Cluster of Forest, an abyss, A Mountain Range, A City, a...

Mountain Building, Land Filling, Territory Opening, Wall Erection, Solid Ice, Rooting, Rigidity, Earth Shrinking...

Tang Zhao didn't need to look closely; names flashed through his mind—those were all the Kun Sword's Sword Techniques and Sword Law.

Those Sword Law and Sword Techniques poured onto the land unscrupulously; a small Sword Technique could change the terrain for several yards, and a Sword Law could invert the habitat for a hundred miles.

It was indeed as he had thought; the Kun Sword was going berserk!

Those people, in order to force the Kun Sword to appear, fought recklessly and wantonly in Jianzhou, even using extreme means to wantonly destroy the mountains and seas of Jianzhou; do they truly think the Kun Sword is a plaything in their palms?

Regardless of whether this is a chain reaction triggered after the Sword Dao was disturbed, or if the Immortal Sword truly possesses sentience and is enraged that a group of ants treats it like fish and meat to be snatched back and forth, this rampage can be considered the "Wrath of the Immortal Sword"!

When a commoner is enraged, blood can splash five steps; when an Emperor is enraged, blood flows and shields drift; so what happens when a sword is enraged?

The world turns upside down!

The shifting of mountains and seas has nothing to do with the living, and the Kun Sword has no intent to kill, but the living caught within are left with nothing but suffering.

No matter which side they are on—the Host of Jianzhou, the vassal kings of Kungang, or the rebels in the eyes of the world—at this moment,

they are all like soybeans being stir-fried, tossed back and forth in a wok; one moment of carelessness and they will be crushed to pieces.

Tang Zhao and Wei Se were lifted up by a "Wall Erection" and nearly crushed against a mountain by an "Earth Shrinking"; they barely steadied themselves, crawled down from the mountain body, and crouched on the ground.

"Ah—"

A scream came from behind the hill and stopped abruptly. It seemed someone did not have the good luck of Tang Zhao and the others, losing their life in some shift of Sword Art. However, because of this newly risen hill blocking the way, Tang Zhao could not see who had died at all.

"This won't do, we must stop it."

"Stop who?" Wei Se asked in shock, his tone finally losing its usual gentleness and composure.

Tang Zhao looked at the sky; that sword had stopped moving after arriving at the high altitude in the very center of Jianzhou Island, hanging quietly in the sky without ever fading away, seemingly admiring the catastrophe it had caused, and said: "Stop the Kun Sword."

Wei Se said urgently: "Stop joking, that sword has already gone mad! Even Sword Guests and Sword Heroes cannot stop it, let alone us? We are ants, how can we shake a great tree?"

Yet he did not know that his words could not be more correct; currently, the most terrified people on the island were those Sword Guests. When the Kun Sword began its rampage, the Sword Guests felt an abnormal suppression, as if there were a suppression in the hierarchy of life; their swords became trembling and sluggish, difficult to draw from their sheaths, and they could barely unleash a single Sword Art.

Tang Zhao extended his palm, and a layer of light flames like solar corona flashed and vanished, saying: "I tested it, Gang Qi can still flow, and the suppression on people is not great. As for Art Tools, Yuan Art Tools are almost useless, but Talisman Art Tools can still be used. I have an Art Tool..."

Wei Se asked back in a hoarse voice: "An Art Tool?"

Tang Zhao said: "Yes, at this time we can only rely on Art Tools and Gang Qi."

Before Wei Se could speak further, he saw Tang Zhao take out a very strange but somehow imposing vehicle, watching him flip onto the vehicle, and after he turned some device, the vehicle emitted a sound like a roar.

Tang Zhao opened the spirit beast bag on his body, let the owl out, and took Jiang Shenyi's Spirit Image cage to fly into the sky, ensuring this cage would not be lost due to his own losses—actually, this job should have been given to Gui Ye, but who told Gui Ye to stay at the inn?

"Someone has to come out to stop it, right?"

Finally, Tang Zhao said this sentence; it was to Wei Se, and also to himself.

If he were alone, he could still try to escape using Exile, but Jiang Shenyi was still on the island, his body and Spirit separated, with absolutely no defensive capability; perhaps after one more round of shifting, his Senior Brother would disappear?

Two disciples from the same sect came out, they couldn't just have one go back in disgrace, right?

Not to mention there were so many people he knew and didn't know.

Whether it succeeds or fails, it all depends on this one attempt.

Wei Se was startled by his calm words and said: "No, since someone always has to, why must it be you?"

Tang Zhao remained calm and said: "Now, every one that escapes counts. This—" He handed a jade Talisman to Wei Se and said: "This is a Teleportation Talisman, you go first."

Having said that, he started his beloved vehicle, and a large amount of Gang Qi burned, serving as the power for this "bicycle," plating the metal body with a layer of light resembling a solar halo.

It is worthy of being the Six Dragons—capable of land, water, and air, it still roared like a dragon under the suppression of the Kun Sword!

Wei Se took the jade Talisman but did not activate it; instead, he reached out to grab him and said: "Wait! You wait—"

Tang Zhao asked him: "It won't activate?"

Wei Se was stunned and said: "It will—"

Tang Zhao broke free with a backhand and said: "Then go. See you if fate allows!" Having said that, he suddenly detonated his Gang Qi, the Six Dragons soared into the air, and he charged toward the sky.

That is the direction of the sword, and also the direction of the sun!