Chapter 454: A Difficult Battle, Yin Malevolence Transformed into Swords, Insidious and Vicious

Fu Fu Lao Mo Fu waved his sleeves, scattering a vast expanse of black-gold demonic light. Ten black-feathered Golden Crows transformed into wheels of black suns, smashing toward Qian Chen.

Ten wheels of black suns circled Qian Chen. The black demonic flames on the Golden Crows surged violently, and the massive waves of fire enveloped Qian Chen and his companion, vaguely forming a furnace, intending to bury Qian Chen completely.

"Before I knew the ways of the world, I pledged my friendship to heroes."

Qian Chen backhanded the Zhurong Blood Blade, plunging it into the ground at his feet. The demonic soul within the blade, like a long whale drinking water, swallowed all the black demonic flames burning on the Golden Crows into the blade.

Fu Fu Lao Mo Fu sensed a breath within that iron blade that made his heart palpitate, but before he could react, he saw Qian Chen raise the Sentient Sword. The sword light transformed into a dazzling meteor, circling the ten Golden Crows in an instant, slicing the black-gold demonic light apart.

One by one, the Golden Crows were cleaved into balls of fire by the sword light.

As the sword light crisscrossed, his heroic spirit was fully displayed.

"Well struck!"

Duan Duan Laogui, seeing a worthy opponent, felt a surge of joy and stretched out a large hand, grabbing toward Qian Chen.

The palm, with its distinct knuckles, carried the cold qi of the Supreme Yin, reaching for Qian Chen's chest. Si Princess Qingcheng hurriedly lowered the spiritual light of the Luo Umbrella, merging the Qian Heaven One-Qi Clear Gang and the Central Earth Divine Light into a membrane of heaven and earth, blocking the path before Qian Chen.

At this moment, Qian Chen had just finished slaying the seventh Jin Wu. As the sword light was about to strike down the remaining three, the elder of the No-Wu Wu Mu Jiao raised both arms. Beneath his ribs and armpits, a row of bloody eyes appeared, all emitting rays of blood-red flame, firmly entangling the sword light.

With a sound like tearing silk, the gap in the Luo Umbrella broken by the blood rain suddenly widened. With a ripping noise, several holes instantly merged into one.

Five claw-like imprints appeared on the Luo Umbrella, which then tore open, and countless paper fragments flew everywhere.

A large hand, shrouded in the cold qi of the Supreme Yin, with jagged blue ice shards embedded in every finger, was no less hard than a divine weapon.

This ferocious ice claw tore through the spiritual light of the Luo Umbrella and grabbed toward Qian Chen's chest.

Qian Chen's heart was extremely calm. He pushed the sword light to its limit, even merging in a trace of the Bai Hong Sword Intent he had learned from Little Ji Zhen.

The sword light of the long sword was pushed another three points further in an impossible situation. In an instant, the sword light became like a white rainbow.

At this moment, the Sentient Sword, with the posture of a divine weapon, thrust out with the agility of a flying sword. The sword light seemed to transform into two—one dazzling and brilliant, the other dim and lusterless—like light and shadow born together, presenting a posture of shearing rainbows.

The old demon of the No-Wu Wu Mu Jiao had endless blood light erupt from all the blood eyes on his body, protecting himself.

But those two sword lights circled and wound around; they seemed soft and powerless, yet they minced the demon's physical body into blood pulp without the slightest obstruction. The old demon let out a shrill wail, and a dim demonic light escaped from the blood, fleeing for dozens of miles before daring to reconverge and reveal his form.

The blood eyes all over his body burst one after another. Nearly a hundred blood eyes had to shatter for the most part before the sword qi of that strike was neutralized.

"What sword technique is this?" the old demon asked in terror. "What sword technique is this?"

One glance, one life; Qian Chen's strike had killed at least dozens of his lives!

"Rejecting rewards for repelling Qin, achieving merit by pacifying Jin."

Qian Chen didn't even glance at him, simply singing aloud as he returned his sword, the sword light transforming into a white rainbow.

The changes within were completely beyond reason. It was clearly just a divine weapon, but after wielding the sword to kill and chanting poetry upon returning it, Duan Duan Laogui's claw that had shredded the Luo Umbrella still failed to reach Qian Chen's chest.

Only then did Qian Chen have a faint realization in his heart—"No wonder!"

"No wonder Nie Zheng was invincible in group battles, no wonder he could assassinate Han Gui with the posture of a Nascent Soul, killing dozens of Nascent Soul True Immortals in a row without fear of being surrounded, no wonder the Bai Hong Piercing the Sun is the number one assassination sword technique of the Middle Ages!"

"So the true secret of this sword is manipulating the Light of the Universe!"

Qian Chen discovered that the strike he used to mince the old demon of the No-Wu Wu Mu Jiao had not occupied any time in his duel with Duan Duan Laogui. The Bai Hong Sword Art is a sword technique that deals with everyone simultaneously at the same time. Its mystery lies in the body following the sword, relying on the Bai Hong Sword Intent to stagnate the Light of the Universe. Only in a one-on-one fight is the flow of the Light of the Universe relatively normal; everyone else is acting at a pace one beat slower.

Just now, while dealing with the old demon of the No-Wu Wu Mu Jiao, Qian Chen discovered that the movements of the other old demons had slowed down!

That was why he could return to face the enemy after heavily injuring one in an instant.

If not for the fact that the old demon's life-saving ability was truly formidable, actually being able to substitute his death dozens of times, forcibly grinding away the sword intent Qian Chen left on him, that single strike alone would have been enough to sever a finger of the Demon Sect.

"The complete form of the Bai Hong Piercing the Sun should be that with one swing of the sword, one can briefly return to the past, never missing any opportunity in battle."

"That is why Nie Zheng could instantly kill so many Nascent Souls! Because in an instant, he could thrust out countless swords, giving them no chance to join forces at all. I have only obtained a trace of the shadow of the Bai Hong Piercing the Sun. When the sword light thrusts out, I can only slightly stagnate the Light of the Universe, creating the illusion that my sword technique is extremely swift... Of course, it could also be that the Bai Hong sword light is indeed swift beyond compare, creating the illusion that the Light of the Universe is stagnating!"

Qian Chen's sword light swallowed and spat again, slashing toward the large hand covered in mysterious ice and frost.

At this moment, Duan Duan Laogui's mountain-opening giant claw collided with the sword light. With the sharpness of the Sentient Sword, it actually only slashed through a layer of mysterious ice on that giant claw.

Following the coverage of the cold qi, these mysterious ices fell and grew, covering Duan Duan Laogui's entire hand with a 'crack, crack' sound, allowing him to grab the Sentient Sword.

"Body of the Heavenly Corpse, refining the form through Taiyin!"

Qian Chen said solemnly. He was somewhat familiar with this person's methods. Once the Supreme Yin Refining Form reached this stage, it could almost rival Xie An!

The remaining three Golden Crows took this opportunity to restrain their demonic flames, reaching down from high in the sky with a pair of claws burning with mixed gold and black flames. Accompanied by a shrill crow cry, they grabbed toward Qian Chen's skull.

The small crow claws between those two claws were half-illusory, hovering between existence and non-existence, fishing toward Qian Chen's soul.

Qian Chen's body suddenly transformed into five-colored light, drifting and scattering, avoiding those three claws.

He abandoned the Sentient Sword in his hand, and his body reconverged behind Duan Duan Laogui.

At this time, a ruyi slipped from Qian Chen's sleeve. With a slight exertion of force, he lightly, skillfully, and steadily held the Mysterious Xuan Huang Ruyi in his hand. Carrying the ruyi, the head was heavy, and the mysterious yellow light upon it was interwoven as if it were the heaven and earth itself, seamless. The jade quality of the ruyi was warm and moist, just like the one in the statue of the Primordial Heavenly Lord.

At this moment, the mysterious yellow light merged, and this small ruyi smashed onto the back of Duan Duan Laogui's head...

"My Body of the Heavenly Corpse, how could I..."

Duan Duan Laogui heard the sound of wind behind his head and originally didn't care at all.

Unexpectedly, a sharp pain came. His head, made of steel and iron, which remained unscathed even when struck by heavenly tribulations, actually let out a 'buzz' and was hammered into a daze.

Duan Duan Laogui lost his footing, and his body swayed twice. From behind came Qian Chen's clear and resonant voice: "This is the Jade Purity Hammer Technique personally passed down by the Primordial Dao Ancestor!"

Bang!

Fu Fu Lao Mo Fu immediately sacrificed ten chains interwoven with demonic light. He picked up two chains, the demonic flames on them interwoven, the black, heavy chains being extremely heavy.

They were whipped out from Fu Fu Lao Mo Fu's hand, and the sound of their collision was enough to shake Qian Chen until he lost his footing.

The three Golden Crows blocked Qian Chen's retreat from behind, making it impossible for him to transform his Yin Spirit into light and escape like last time. Qian Chen opened his hand and pulled back the Sentient Sword. The sword light transformed into a white rainbow again, stagnating the subtle coordination of the other old demons who had grasped the timing to the extreme, winning Qian Chen the opportunity to face Fu Fu Lao Mo Fu alone.

"Placing my body amidst the white blades, killing people in the red dust."

The Mysterious Xuan Huang Ruyi struck toward the two chains before him. The magic treasures collided, resisting the first wave of chains.

But the third and fourth chains that followed struck the mysterious yellow light emitted by the ruyi in turn. The black-gold demonic light crisscrossed, forcibly separating the mysterious yellow light.

Qian Chen's body shook violently, and a mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out.

But at this moment, the Sentient Sword in his right hand found a glimmer of survival within the web interwoven by the ten chains, thrusting into Fu Fu Lao Mo Fu's chest.

Fu Fu Lao Mo Fu hurriedly waved the chains, entangling the Sentient Sword and stopping the unfinished sword momentum.

He felt lingering fear; the blade of this divine weapon had actually probed three inches into his chest, and the sword qi contained within had already lacerated his internal organs.

"What a pity. If my true body were here, this strike would have heavily injured this demon!"

Qian Chen had exhausted his methods, and only managed to heavily injure one demon by taking advantage of the surprise attack. Although Duan Duan Laogui and Fu Fu Lao Mo Fu had suffered a loss, they hadn't been injured at the root. If he stayed any longer, it would be Qian Chen himself who would suffer. He had already instructed Si Princess Qingcheng to take the opportunity to retreat. At this moment, the Mysterious Xuan Huang Ruyi shook away the ten black-gold chains, pulled back the Sentient Sword, and his body transformed into a white rainbow and flew back.

Previously, Little Ji Zhen had used the Bai Hong Piercing the Sun to escape, using the peerless assassination sword of the Middle Ages to save his life. Qian Chen had once been quite disdainful of this.

Now he just wanted to say—it's truly fragrant!

Fu Fu Lao Mo Fu and Duan Duan Laogui, who had already sobered up, were truly enraged. Seeing Qian Chen roll up Si Princess Qingcheng and try to escape back into the Infinite Wind Malevolence, they let out a cold snort. Duan Duan Laogui's face was gloomy as he said: "You are seeking your own death!"

"Is that so?" Qian Chen's eyes were calm as he looked at the stone walls on both sides.

On the stone wall, the Ear-Dao God was sucking its index finger, looking timidly at the group of demons. On the stone wall behind it, a diagram of a remnant array had already been outlined. Countless blood fires evolved infinite slaughter upon it. The scenes of gods falling ten thousand years ago and corpses littering the field in the array diagram had already been outlined in blood ink as a prototype.

Sensing something was wrong, the Ear-Dao God threw itself into Qian Chen's arms with a speed no less than the Bai Hong sword light. With a hook of its talisman brush, the demonic absolute array hidden beneath the stone wall erupted with a roar.

The demonic map drawn with the blood of the gods emerged, instantly triggering the infinite blood malevolent qi that had accumulated for ten thousand years within the nine wind pillars.

Those nine red and black tornado pillars, under the traction of the array formation, suddenly merged into one, and infinite blood rain erupted.

When Qian Chen entered this place, he had discovered the demonic array hidden on the stone walls on both sides at the first moment. He had scattered the blood rain and delayed for so long, all to wait for the Ear-Dao God to modify the array, while simultaneously using the blood rain scattered by the sword light to cover the Ear-Dao God's act of altering the demonic array, only then managing to change the array originally used to trigger the nine wind pillars and produce terrifying strangulation.

It was transformed into an array that directed the power of the wind pillars to erupt outside the wind vent.

At this moment, nine streams of blood rushed out from the wind pillars, merging into a river of blood. The Yin wind malevolence from the shattered wind pillars and the Infinite Wind Malevolence also transformed into dense wind blades and surged out...

Qian Chen led with his left hand, the Mysterious Xuan Huang Ruyi and the Luo Umbrella together supported the powerful pressure of the Infinite Gang Malevolence. Only hearing him say word by word, he said loudly: "Riding the correctness of heaven and earth, and driving the debate of the six qi, to roam the infinite..."

"Heaven and Earth Six Imperial Sword Technique! Infinite Wind Malevolence transformed into one sword!"

The six sword lights transformed by the Sentient Sword circled the four directions and began to rotate, setting up a sword array before Qian Chen.

The power of the sword array suddenly spread out, the six sword lights expanding for dozens of miles, incorporating the infinite Yin malevolent qi behind him and the sharp, peerless Infinite Wind Malevolence into the sword array. In an instant, the Yin wind malevolent qi gathered into a long river of chaotic color, and under the traction of Qian Chen's sword, slashed toward the group of demons behind him.

The power of this sword strike was almost like a natural disaster. The demonic disciples who followed the group of old demons didn't even make a sound before being pierced through the skull and brain by the sword qi transformed from the Infinite Wind Malevolence, their souls flying away and spirits scattering.

The group of old demons was also miserable. The vast and mighty Infinite Wind Malevolence transformed into countless sword qi. The sharp and solemn killing intent incorporated all the insidious poison of the wind malevolent qi, and added a trace of sharpness like sword light.

That infinite sword qi carried infinite solemnity and awe-inspiring intent, enveloping everything and extinguishing everything.

The old demon of the No-Wu Wu Mu Jiao, who was heavily injured, wailed in despair. The protective magic weapon he released was slashed apart in the continuous Earthly Malevolence sword light, and his physical body was also cleaved into two from the waist. One blood eye shattered, and his physical body healed from the waist, but immediately after, the pervasive wind malevolence sword qi ground his newly born physical body to nothingness.

After continuing like this dozens of times, the old demon finally exploded into a ball of blood light in despair.

"So, what is the use of a resurrection armor?"

Qian Chen and his junior sister stared at the Luo Umbrella, which was full of holes, and put away the Origin Yang Merit Seal and several other magic treasures, struggling to resist the infinite Yin wind.

While vomiting blood, he smiled miserably and bitterly: "In a team fight, don't we still die from unknown AOE damage?"

Duan Duan Laogui, who had gone through three tribulations and possessed the body of a Corpse Immortal reborn through Supreme Yin Refining Form, had his skin slashed by the wind malevolence sword qi, leaving trails of wounds. He kept roaring: "Fu Fu Lao Mo Fu, you clearly knew he was the successor of the Taibai Sword Sect, why didn't you guard against this Heaven and Earth Six Imperial Sword Technique?"

Duan Duan Laogui Fu wrapped himself with demonic fire chains, and while vomiting blood, said: "How would I know that such a long-lost thing would reappear? This child has never shown that he knew the Six Imperial Sword Technique!"

"Li Taibai is indeed not famous for nothing..." An old demon of the Impermanence Sect felt his heart jump, sighing: "We are all old demons of many years, yet we have all fallen into the hands of a junior!"

The Faceless Old Monk sacrificed a human-skin scripture scroll, watching the scriptures written in gold blood on it being continuously ground away in the wind malevolence sword qi, his face without features twitching in pain.

He said to the two who were arguing: "Immeasurable sentient beings seek liberation! Compassionate Bone Bodhisattva! This scroll of Compassionate Salvation Scripture was written by the blood of our temple's ascended predecessor, yet it was consumed by this poor monk here. Fu Fu Lao Mo Fu, if you don't give this poor monk an explanation, don't blame me for being heartless!"

The Undying Daoist of the True Transmission Dao stood against the Yin wind, sneering continuously as he watched the direction where Qian Chen and the others disappeared, saying: "Good talent, truly good talent with a firm Dao heart! Such a person is born to be a disciple of my True Transmission Dao!"

A candle above his head burned faster and faster in the Yin wind sword qi, and rolling life oil dripped onto his disheveled white hair. That stiff, pale face became more and more aged and withered, but he didn't care at all, still staring fixedly at Qian Chen's back.

The other demons also exhausted their methods, using various gods, demons, and demonic magic weapons to block in front with pained expressions, cursing continuously in their mouths.

Qian Chen, while taking Si Princess Qingcheng, walked halfway with difficulty. Seeing the nine wind pillars ahead that were already completely violent, he could only smile bitterly and say to the junior sister beside him: "Retribution! Now we really have to use this chaotic wind power to rush through here as soon as possible. I don't know where we will be rolled to by the wind malevolence!"

Si Princess Qingcheng said solemnly: "Junior brother detonated the nine wind pillars, although it was a last resort, the abyss must be in chaos. The Yin wind inside will probably become dozens of times more intense, and it will confuse the wind direction, making it hard to find a way out. I don't know what will happen to those people behind us!"

Qian Chen said helplessly: "We can't even save ourselves! We can only let Xie An and the others pray for their own luck! Sigh! It was also blocking a tribulation for them, otherwise, if the demonic path triggered an ambush, the aristocratic Dao Academy might not be able to hold on. The Demon Sect can be passed down for countless tribulations, as a great sect comparable to the Dao Sect, it really cannot be underestimated."

"The demonic path is insidious and cunning, and its heart is vicious, naturally it cannot be underestimated!"

Si Princess Qingcheng nodded in agreement, triggering her Divine Dao Dharma Body to add her tyrannical Divine Dao magic power to Qian Chen, together supporting that ball of mysterious yellow light, about to step into the endless chaotic wind tide ahead.

At this moment, Qian Chen's figure paused slightly, and finally he waved his hand behind him.

The Zhurong Blood Blade left in place triggered the infinite blood rain. At the moment when the Demon Sect crowd was at their weakest, it suddenly stabbed back. That vast river of blood suddenly transformed into a divine blade, turned around and slashed, dragging several old demons who were struggling to support themselves into the river of blood.

Fu Fu Lao Mo Fu had his chest pierced by the blade mark. He sprayed a mouthful of blood, and because the wind malevolence and the river of blood were surging violently, he couldn't distinguish where this blade came from.

But this fatal Heavenly Demon Blood Transformation Ancient Shendao had already completely distorted his ferocious face. Gritting his teeth, he roared angrily: "You are so vicious! Even though my demonic path does not avoid mutual slaughter among fellow disciples, you actually launched a sneak attack while attacking the righteous path! Do you still have a shred of dignity as a demonic powerhouse..."

Fu Fu Lao Mo Fu's eyes were already blood-red. Sensing that the Heavenly Demon entrusted to this blade had suddenly declined, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't know that Qian Chen, rolled into the violent wind malevolence, had already recalled the demonic blade and had no energy at all to manipulate the Heavenly Demon within the blade.

They had assumed that the most deeply hidden demonic powerhouse had known when to stop and had not completely turned against them.

Feeling both angry and somewhat admiring, they secretly thought: "This powerhouse of my Dao is fishing in troubled waters, trimming his sails to the wind, sinister and shameless, ruthless and vicious; his methods are far above my own!"

"It's just that I don't know what he is plotting. With such a powerhouse, do we really want to oppose him? He didn't take the opportunity to strike, which clearly shows he still intends to use us. If we really let him achieve his grand momentum, it would be better to temporarily submit to him!"

Amidst the violent wind-malevolent qi, Si Princess Qingcheng struggled to support the Heavenly Luo San. Recalling the danger just now, she couldn't help but frown and say: "That was truly too dangerous just now! The demonic path is indeed ruthless and poisonous. On the surface, they monitored those tunnels, but in reality, they laid an ambush in the abyss wind-malevolent qi where it was least likely for anyone to appear. Someone beside Xie Gong must have revealed our tracks! Fortunately, Yan Yan Shixiong is resourceful and disrupted the demonic path's conspiracy!"

Qian Chen nodded with a righteous face and said: "That group of old demon lords is cunning and vicious beyond compare. It was only thanks to my quick wit that I managed to escape unscathed and retreat in one piece. From now on, we must not underestimate them again!"

His true body was silently passing by several patrolling divine demons, stepping onto the God-Sacrificing Platform. Qian Chen looked left and right, concealing his figure, and happened to see a familiar silhouette.

Little Ji Zhen had already obtained some information. When the old demon lord made his move, he had tightly sealed the news from the group of true disciples, clearly harboring some suspicions. But Little Ji Zhen could not care about his own situation at this moment; he was burning with anxiety, wanting to contact Xie An.

Qian Chen followed behind him, secretly thinking: "This time, I almost capsized in the gutter! My external incarnation naturally has nothing to fear, but if I caused Ning Ning Shimei to be trapped here... Tao Tianshi's side..."

Thinking of this, Qian Chen couldn't help but shiver, resolving to be more decisive and ruthless.

The trash of the Sima family cannot be trusted; to obtain intelligence on the demonic path, he must do it himself. He sensed from afar the residual blade marks on the group of old demons. As everyone fought desperately to resist the final wave of sword qi ripples, he used his own demonic nature to hook the demonic blade, transformed into a demon lord, crossed countless seals, and sneaked into the body of an old demon who had cultivated a life-bound divine demon...