Chapter 189

Qian Chen leaped up, jumping down from the Dou Xiaoyan Pagoda, the Sentient sword in his hand ringing with a "zheng" sound as it left its sheath once more. He leaped down from the top of the Dou Xiaoyan Pagoda, which was over ten feet high, and from his commanding position, the Sentient sword instantly slashed out three sword shadows.

The sword shadows floated, turning into silver lightning, and in the blink of an eye, they pierced toward three demon gods.

Just as Qian Chen leaped down, the stone Buddha, the Yaksha King, Garuda, and another demon god—who was high-spirited, tall, and sturdy, but had a single horn on its head—condensed its demonic qi into a forty-seven-string harp and began to play. This demon god sang and danced, its dance graceful, yet it communicated with various demonic thoughts in the void.

Demonic thoughts clung to this elegant and refined melody, stirring people's hearts, like a swirling wind blowing through the bodies of trees, unable to control oneself.

It was none other than the Kinnara Demon God!

A demon god with a python head and human body, wearing a white robe and holding a steel thorn, was the demon god Mahoraga.

There was also the Gavampati Demon God, wearing an imperial robe and never daring to show its face before the Profound Emperor, along with various divine generals and celestial maidens. In this instant, more than a dozen demon gods at the Yin Spirit level, with the combat power of the Core Formation Supreme Rank, each unleashed their most formidable supernatural powers. Under the night sky of Chang'an, this place erupted with countless brilliance, illuminating the surrounding wards as if it were day.

Supernatural powers and primordial qi rubbed against each other, erupting with dazzling brilliance, and bombarded Qian Chen, who was falling from all directions.

The stone Buddha chanted various demonized Sanskrit sounds, the melody twisted and bizarre. It turned its body and slapped out a palm; the stone palm turned into a giant hand a foot wide, the palm carrying various bizarre and twisted Sanskrit characters, its entire body like dark gilded gold, carrying peerless power as it slapped toward Qian Chen.

Garuda's body floated with golden feathers, its wings vibrating behind it, burning with black Yu Yu Jiuyou demonic fire. Drops of demonic fire sprinkled down, burning into several raging fire dragons, which opened their mouths full of sharp teeth condensed from demonic fire, tearing toward Qian Chen.

The Yaksha King leaped and ran wildly, transforming into a fierce ghost Yaksha tens of feet tall between leaps. It extended four arms: one holding a ghost-faced shield, one holding a ten-foot-eight snake spear, and two together holding a painted halberd. Its face was red and blue, revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth and fangs, with bone spurs on its body. Behind its head appeared layers of dark hells, with countless ghost heads and sharp claws extending from the hells, waving and roaring toward Qian Chen.

The Kinnara Demon God played the forty-seven-string harp, the sound elegant yet carrying a bizarre quality that stirred the heart.

Mahoraga opened its python mouth, opening it wide to swallow like a whale. Inside its mouth were countless fleshy tentacles; as it pulled people in, there were countless bizarre eyeballs in its throat, constantly turning, staring at Qian Chen. Beneath its throat was an endless darkness that could not be dissolved, as if ghosts and gods were wriggling within.

Gavampati had a three-pronged vajra suspended in its hand, shining with intense lightning. Amidst the coiling yin thunder, the vajra was thrown like a spear, crashing heavily toward the top of Qian Chen's head, while the demon god said in a deep voice: "Defying the demon gods, the crime is unforgivable!"

Qian Chen held his sword in one hand and left the other empty, but suddenly an arm flashing with lightning extended from the top of his head, gripping the three-pronged vajra thrown at him. The sharp edge of the vajra stopped just inches from his head. The various yin thunders coiling and raging on the vajra were not even a mosquito bite to the Primordial One Qi Capture Hand transformed from the Inner Scene True Lightning Elixir.

The arm on his head gripped the three-pronged vajra, as if it were growing from Qian Chen's shoulder.

A voice that sounded like countless whispers merging together came from the darkness behind Qian Chen.

The voice whispered in the most ancient demonic language:

"Defying the Heavenly Demon!"

"Yu Yu Jiuyou has no pardon!"

Garuda had wings, so it charged the fastest. The nine fire flood dragons roared, tearing down toward Qian Chen. Garuda followed closely behind, transforming into a bird-headed, human-bodied demon god. Its beak was as sharp as a divine blade, its wings flapping with feathers like one-foot-long demonic swords. Rolling and turning, a thousand demonic blades flew from its wings, its sharp claws like hooks raking toward Qian Chen's heart and abdomen, and its two bird beaks slashed toward Qian Chen's neck like a guillotine.

Every inch of its entire body was the most formidable divine weapon!

"White Jade Capital in the sky, twelve towers and five cities!"

Qian Chen slashed with his sword...

The sword light instantly tore through the Yu Yu Jiuyou demonic fire flame dragons. Although the Yu Yu Jiuyou demonic fire was formidable, Garuda's Yu Yu Jiuyou demonic fire was not as pure as the one used by Miaokong, and naturally, it could not block Qian Chen's sword strike.

After slashing the demonic fire flood dragons, the sword light continued to strike toward Garuda.

"With one sword, how can you block my thousand swords!" Garuda waved its wings, and hundreds of divine feathers flew like flying swords, piercing toward Qian Chen, meeting Qian Chen's sword strike. When the sword light reached its body, its expression changed drastically. Qian Chen's sword strike had turned into infinite lightning, and every streak of lightning was also a sword strike.

As long as it is fast enough, one sword and a thousand swords are the same.

The Sentient sword turned into thousands of sword shadows, like light and electricity, slashing out simultaneously in the blink of an eye. The streaks of electric snakes coiling and entwining around Qian Chen turned into sword light simultaneously, making the swarm of demon gods' expressions change, their hearts trembling. The stone Buddha even shouted: "Not good! Garuda, do not take this sword strike head-on!"

But it was already too late!

Countless sword shadows pierced into Garuda's various acupuncture points in the blink of an eye. Amidst the flashing purple lightning, although the power was dispersed and failed to slay it, it caused a crackling explosion all over Garuda's body, and the fierce sword light paralyzed Garuda's demon body for an instant.

Garuda looked at the long sword in Qian Chen's hand, and only then did its heart feel slightly relieved. Although it was paralyzed for an instant, Qian Chen withdrawing his sword and condensing his magic power would also take an instant. By then, it would still have time to parry!

"Die!"

The lightning-flashing capture hand on Qian Chen's shoulder pierced out like lightning, running through Garuda's chest. The lightning-covered giant hand erupted with fierce blue-purple lightning and yin thunder, drilling through Garuda's body.

The formidable nature of the demon god body meant that Garuda had not died yet.

The other demon gods only then broke free from the obstruction of the three sword shadows Qian Chen had slashed out earlier, roaring as they wanted to rescue it. At this moment, Qian Chen had already slashed out his second sword. With one slash, Garuda was decapitated!

The huge bird head fell into the dust.

Qian Chen brandished his sword to meet the demon gods charging from all directions to kill him... The sword light vanished, but in the blink of an eye, he shifted hundreds of feet in mid-air, dodging the edges of the many demon god spells and supernatural powers.

"My first skill cannot be locked!"

"And I have a second skill with ultra-long displacement!"

"I am the Li Bai that cannot be caught!"

The stone Buddha let out a roar: "Thousand palms of the Tathagata carry Mount Sumeru!"

Like dark gilded gold, a giant palm encompassing a foot wide, carrying peerless power, was the most simple and unadorned, yet extremely formidable strike, purely using magic power to suppress people. But halfway through the slap, the giant palm swayed slightly, and suddenly one palm became two, two became four, four became eight, covering the sky and earth, turning into a wall that blocked everything like Mount Sumeru, pressing toward Qian Chen.

At this moment, the arm floating behind Qian Chen's head suddenly gripped the Sentient sword together with his right hand.

Inner Scene True Lightning Elixir added to the sword light...

"The immortal strokes my head, I receive longevity by tying my hair!"

The long sword in Qian Chen's hand merely flicked upward slightly. The lightning light condensed on the sword tip was as faint as a candle flame in the wind, yet when it met the Sumeru mountain wall formed by the thousand palms, it was like a hot knife cutting through grease, splitting the Sumeru mountain that was pressing down from the sky in two from the middle.

"Ah ah ah!" the stone Buddha wailed, clutching its right palm. Its right hand was split in two from the middle finger, hanging on both sides, sticking to its arm, as if it were a split Buddha-hand flower.

At this moment, other demon gods lunged forward to support it, which prevented the stone Buddha from being slain by Qian Chen's next sword strike.

Behind the Yaksha King's head appeared layers of dark hells, with countless ghost heads and sharp claws extending from the hells, grabbing toward Qian Chen. Gavampati, Mahoraga, and Kinnara joined forces to attack Qian Chen. Qian Chen brandished his sword to slay the countless evil ghosts within the hells, and with one sword strike, he split the hell open, emerging from behind the Yaksha King.

The Yaksha King hurriedly lowered its head to dodge, wiping its forehead. Fortunately, it was a demon god and would never sweat.

Otherwise, it would definitely be in a cold sweat right now. That sword strike had grazed the back of its head, giving it the feeling that its head was about to be split open.

"Slaying any one of them is not too difficult, but this kind of mutual rescue is somewhat annoying!"

Qian Chen was besieged by a swarm of demon gods for the second time. Withdrawing his sword and returning, he secretly pondered in his heart.

Originally, Qian Chen wanted to rely on his solid sword technique to slaughter these demon lords one by one, but these demon gods would not engage in a one-on-one fight like men. Then he could not be blamed for using some schemes and wisdom!

With a circle of sword light, he neutralized the crazy attacks of the four demons from front, back, left, and right. Qian Chen pulled the sword light, circled once, and slashed out an arc, temporarily forcing the four demons to retreat. At this moment, he shook the sword light, emitting a high-pitched sword hum. The Inner Scene True Lightning Elixir was fully activated, and the invisible and colorless lightning light merged into this sword hum, as if heavenly thunder had swept across the sky, sweeping away the swarm of evil...

The high-pitched sword hum turned into silence.

The silent divine thunder emitted by the long sword was mixed with the supreme wondrous sound of the Taishang True Words that Qian Chen had heard in the past, echoing within the Dao Dust Pearl. The silent divine thunder obtained this supreme Daoist wondrous sound of "great sound is silent," and instantly turned into the Xiyi Divine Thunder, exploding within the spirits of all the surrounding demon gods.

Demon-Subduing Dasheng Dasheng Leiyin!

Kinnara, who was playing the forty-seven-string harp and emitting various demonic sounds to disturb Qian Chen's mind—but had never had any effect—felt baffled and was hesitating whether to put down the harp and pick up a real weapon, when it heard that thunder sound. Instantly, its demon god dharma-body was about to collapse. It opened its mouth wide, spitting out pale golden blood as if it were worthless.

The forty-seven-string harp in its hand had forty-six strings broken.

Kinnara was the god of music, and the harp was transformed from its innate demonic qi. With only one string left, it meant it only had one breath left!

The other weak demon gods in the surroundings who had not dared to lunge forward to fight Qian Chen, at the moment the long sword emitted the high-pitched Demon-Subduing Dasheng Dasheng Leiyin, all shook their entire bodies, their spirits shattered alive, their shells falling to the ground, their spirits already dissipated.

Throughout the entire Great Ci'en Temple, those still alive, except for the few most powerful demon gods, were only the monks who had no demonic nature.

Those monks' expressions changed drastically. The monks hiding in the meditation rooms were also shaken by this thunder sound, swaying from side to side. In a deep and hidden meditation room, three old monks beating wooden fish stopped simultaneously. They stared at the wooden fish in front of them, which had a large hole broken in it, and were silent.

"Demon-Subduing True Words, Supreme Dasheng Dasheng Leiyin!" one old monk said in a low voice.

Another old monk sighed gloomily: "The Daoist Sect has successors!"

At this moment, the five demon gods besieging Qian Chen were all seriously injured, their bodies trembling, their attacks stalling for an instant.

At this moment, Qian Chen's empty left hand suddenly pulled out a crystalline blade light, slashing diagonally from bottom to top. Similarly, he pulled out an arc around himself. The blade light was incomparably fierce, containing a ruthless, desireless, cold, and cruel blade intent like ice, the moonlight reflecting the blade light.

A waning moon in the sky...

A full moon on the ground!

The moonlight reflected the blade light, and the blade light reflected the moonlight.

This was the Ice Soul Ancient Shendao from the Taiyin Slashing Sentiment Blade Scripture!

The five demon gods only had a kind of deep doubt, puzzlement, and melancholy remaining in their eyes, especially the stone Buddha, which was the most sorrowful. Its remaining consciousness only said one sentence: "You... why do you still use a blade?"

Then, from its right shoulder to its left rib, a blade mark was slashed diagonally, and the entire stone statue was split in two.

Kinnara's last harp string was severed, the Yaksha King's skull was slashed diagonally, taking away the upper half of its face, Gavampati and Mahoraga were decapitated and cut in two at the waist respectively, and they had all perished.

Qian Chen's left hand flickered, and the "I-Grasp Blade" vanished without a trace. He snorted coldly: "Blade? What blade? I have never used a blade. I am not interested in blades!"

After saying this, he brandished the Sentient sword in his hand, and a streak of sword light shot out, piercing through the heart of an old monk who was watching all this in a daze, having once stood with the stone Buddha and Garuda.

Silencing a witness!

Silencing a witness again!