104: Tang Jia and Shao's obstruction!

A cold, sharp shout exploded from the edge of the platform!

It was Tang Jia Third Young Master!

Beside him, of the five black-robed Demon Realm Sword Cultivators who had been severely wounded by Lu Yu earlier, only three remained; the other two had just perished.

Already heavily injured by Lu Yu, they were then hit by the attacks of the slaughter obsession. Without the Secret Realm's protective talismans, they naturally met their deaths.

The remaining three forced themselves to stand up, their bodies once again surging with the Slaughter Sword Intent, which, though dimmed, remained ferocious.

Their mission was to seize this slaughter obsession. If the obsession was destroyed by Lu Yu, they wouldn't be able to answer to Tang San when they returned, and their fate would surely be worse than death!

Seeing Lu Yu about to pull the rug out from under them, Tang Jia Third Young Master could no longer afford to watch from the sidelines; he had to stop him!

"Stop them! We can't let them interfere with Lu Yu!"

Xiao Wuqing shouted urgently from the center of the sword formation, but he, Xie Lingfeng, and the others were putting everything into maintaining the sword net and simply couldn't spare a hand.

"Hehe, your opponents are us!"

A Black-robed Sword Cultivator grinned hideously. Although they were injured, they coordinated perfectly. Five blood-colored sword beams formed a triangle, but instead of attacking Lu Yu, they slashed fiercely toward Xie Lingfeng and the other three who were unable to move while maintaining the sword net!

This was a classic "besiege Wei to rescue Zhao" tactic, attacking where the enemy must save!

If the sword net broke because of them, the slaughter obsession would be freed instantly, and Lu Yu would be doomed!

"Shameless!"

Gu Yan cursed, wanting to turn back to help, but he was pinned down by the blood-colored sword beams in front of him.

Seeing that the three blood-colored sword beams were about to strike the unavoidable Xie Lingfeng and the others.

A silver sword light, colder than ice and faster than lightning, split off from the center of the Seven Kills Sword Formation without warning!

It was Xiao Wuqing!

At this critical moment, he had actually taken the initiative to leave the Seven Kills Sword Formation where he served as the core!

The sword formation's light dimmed by thirty percent instantly, and the silver sword net trapping the slaughter obsession fluctuated violently, nearly collapsing!

But Xiao Wuqing's figure had already appeared before Xie Lingfeng and the other three like a ghost.

His face was as cold as an ancient freezing pond, and the crack-ridden long sword in his hand swept out at an angle.

"Ruthless Sword, Severing Thought."

A silver sword arc, as thin as a cicada's wing and refined to the extreme, was born into the world.

There was no earth-shattering momentum, only an absolute coldness that severed all connections and extinguished all thoughts.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

The three incoming blood-colored sword beams, upon contact with the silver sword arc, seemed to lose all momentum and killing intent, silently annihilating and dissipating.

The three black-robed Demon Realm Sword Cultivators groaned simultaneously as if struck by a heavy blow. They retreated several steps, their eyes filled with horror as they looked at Xiao Wuqing.

This sword strike hadn't cut their sword beams, but the "slaughtering thoughts" contained within them!

The Sword Intent was directly extinguished, causing their Divine Souls to suffer a backlash.

"Xiao Wuqing! Are you crazy? Without you in the sword formation, you won't be able to trap that obsession!"

Tang Jia Third Young Master was both shocked and furious. His plan had been to force Lu Yu to give up his attack to save Xiao Wuqing and the others.

Xiao Wuqing stood with his sword before Xie Lingfeng and the others, his white clothes stained with blood, yet his back was as straight as a solitary peak.

He didn't even look at Tang Jia Third Young Master, only coldly spitting out a single sentence: "Twenty breaths. I will handle them."

His meaning was clear.

The task of trapping the obsession with the sword formation would be left to Xie Lingfeng and the other four to barely maintain, while he alone would block Tang Jia Third Young Master and the three Demon Realm Sword Cultivators!

"Arrogant!!!"

"In your current injured state?"

Tang Jia Third Young Master's eyes were sinister, his killing intent fully revealed.

"Attack together, cripple him first!"

The three Black-robed Sword Cultivators gritted their teeth to suppress their injuries and raised their swords again, lunging at Xiao Wuqing from four directions along with Tang Jia Third Young Master!

Sword light and blood-red mist filled the air, the killing intent awe-inspiring.

Xiao Wuqing's eyes didn't flicker in the slightest.

He slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was no trace of emotion, only a pure, cold sword.

He moved.

No defense, only offense.

His figure turned into a blurry silver line, weaving and darting through the siege of the four blood-colored sword lights.

Every time the silver light flashed, it was accompanied by the collapse of a blood-colored sword light or a muffled groan.

His sword was fast to the extreme and cold to the extreme.

Every strike pointed directly at the smallest flaw in the opponent's sword moves, and every strike sought to sever the core thoughts within the opponent's Sword Intent.

This wasn't a contest of strength, but an absolute crushing of sword Realm and will!

Tang Jia Third Young Master grew more alarmed as the fight progressed. He found that his proud, sinister sword techniques were being restricted everywhere by Xiao Wuqing's pure, Ruthless Sword, as if they were being completely seen through.

This made him grit his teeth in frustration, but he was powerless!

This body was simply too useless!

This Nine Nether Profound Yin Body still hadn't fully formed. He had to obtain that Heaven And Earth Treasure from the hands of Tang San's Heavenly Nether Hall.

But without the Nine Nether Profound Yin Body, he couldn't unleash his most powerful strength, nor could he easily withstand Xiao Wuqing!

The three Black-robed Sword Cultivators suffered even more. Their Slaughter Sword Intent was suppressed by the Ruthless Sword Intent, unable to exert even half of its ten-fold power.

For a time, Xiao Wuqing, despite his heavy injuries, managed to single-handedly stall the four of them with his sword!

He had bought the most critical, undisturbed time for Lu Yu!

Meanwhile, having lost its core, Xiao Wuqing, the power of the Seven Kills Sword Formation was greatly reduced.

Under the frantic struggle of the slaughter obsession, the light of the silver sword net rapidly dimmed and became precarious.

Xie Lingfeng, Gu Yan, and the others fought desperately to maintain it, each bleeding from their seven orifices, clearly having reached their limits.

Fifteen breaths, sixteen breaths... Lu Yu seemed completely oblivious to the fierce battle and danger behind him.

All of his focus was concentrated on the twin swords in his hands and the demon sword broken hilt in front of him.

Once the immortal swords were in hand, the feeling was completely different.

The immortal slaying sword was as crimson as blood. The moment he grasped it, a domineering, murderous will to slaughter gods and immortals and extinguish everything rushed into his Sea of Consciousness.

Had his sword heart not been firm and his Myriad Phenomena Sword Intent not been inclusive, he might have been instantly shocked by this will into a madman who knew only slaughter.

The sword's body was incredibly heavy, as if he were holding a burning volcano.

The immortal trapping sword was warm and amber-yellow. It felt weightless in his hand, but the space around the blade's edge was constantly and subtly warping. A strange Law power that trapped all things and cut off time and space swirled around it, causing one's mind to sink into it involuntarily.

Two immortal Sword Intents of vastly different natures, yet both belonging to the Four Perfections, clashed within his body, nearly bursting his Meridians.

Lu Yu groaned, and blood began to seep from the corners of his mouth, eyes, and ears.

For a Nascent Soul body to wield two genuine immortal swords simultaneously—even if the swords had spontaneously restrained most of their power after recognizing their master—it was still an unbearable burden for him.

But he had no choice.

"Myriad phenomena as the foundation, myriad Laws as the guide... Merge!"