231: Eliminate White Lotus

Chapter 229: Destroying the White Lotus

"H-How is this possible...?"

Gazing at the blood-colored giant beast charging relentlessly toward her from afar, the White Lotus Saintess's eyes widened in shock, her heart filled with astonishment.

And... a trace of fear.

How could a mere Mortal ever reach such a level!

"No, I don't believe it, I don't believe it...!"

"Ah...!!!"

She let out a fierce roar and rapidly formed hand seals with both hands. The distant giant white lotus spun at blinding speed, rushing back before her to stand horizontally between her and Xu Mujun.

"Clang...!!!"

A massive collision sound echoed out. A tiny crack immediately appeared between the blood-colored saber in Xu Mujun's hand and the white lotus. The thunderous roar was so deafening that it tore at the eardrums of the surrounding people, forcing them to cover their ears involuntarily.

"A Cultivator...?"

Xu Mujun muttered lowly, suddenly slamming one hand fiercely against the surface of the white lotus.

The blood-colored light intersected with the white lotus, instantly emitting a harsh, corrosive sound.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xu Mujun flipped and leaped forward, stepping directly onto the colossal white lotus and springing toward the White Lotus Saintess once more.

"You're courting death!"

The White Lotus Saintess let out another angry roar, pointing a single hand toward the giant white lotus.

"Hiss... Hiss hiss..."

Transforming into a white cage, it firmly enclosed Xu Mujun within it.

With a reverse grip, Xu Mujun slashed heavily against the white cage, instantly sending violent tremors through it.

"Hahaha... Xu Mujun, you brought this death upon yourself, so don't blame this old woman!"

The White Lotus Saintess laughed wildly. This white lotus was her Magical Artifact, after all; how dared Xu Mujun approach it?

A Cultivator's Magical Artifact, especially a natal artifact, was spiritually linked to the Cultivator's mind and soul.

Even other Cultivators wouldn't dare approach it carelessly, let alone Xu Mujun, who was merely a Mortal?

Formulating hand seals with both hands, she prepared to trap and kill Xu Mujun within the white lotus.

But the next moment, another massive impact echoed from her mind, causing her body to involuntarily pause for a breath.

"Thud!"

"Thud!"

"Thud!"

Another massive impact sounded, and she looked over through gritted teeth.

She saw Xu Mujun grasping the blood-colored saber in his hand atop the giant white lotus, hacking away at the white cage strike after strike.

"White Lotus... How is this possible? A Mortal..."

"Thud!"

With another loud crash, an iron chain of the white lotus cage was actually severed directly, causing the giant white lotus to violently shudder.

As the cage was severed, the White Lotus Saintess felt a sharp pain in her mind, her vision turning black as she nearly passed out.

With the Cultivator's personal empowerment, a natal Magical Artifact's power could indeed double.

However, once the natal Magical Artifact was damaged, the Cultivator's mind and soul would also suffer heavy trauma.

Sure enough, taking advantage of the fleeting moment when the White Lotus Saintess's mind was violently shaken, Xu Mujun surged forward by over a dozen meters.

"Mortal...!"

The White Lotus Saintess bit down hard, a bloody, sweet taste flooding her mouth. The sharp pain at the tip of her tongue allowed her to snap back to her senses quickly.

With a wave of her hand, a streak of white light shot forth, instantly arriving right in front of Xu Mujun.

Grasping the saber with both hands, Xu Mujun slashed fiercely against this white light.

The white light trembled violently, revealing itself to be... a white Flying Sword!

"Clang...!"

The Flying Sword shook violently, and taking this opportunity, a streak of white light suddenly rose beneath the White Lotus Saintess's feet as her figure retreated at high speed.

"Where do you think you're running...!"

Xu Mujun roared angrily, exerting force with his hands as the blood-colored light flared brilliantly, instantly snapping the white Flying Sword apart.

At the same time, seeing that the White Lotus Saintess wanted to escape, he immediately stomped a foot down.

"Boom!"

Blood-colored light surged forth, instantly locking down the entire space within a radius of one thousand meters centered around him once again.

Influenced by the Martial God's will, it was actually able to interfere with reality and seal off this space.

The White Lotus Saintess, who had been fleeing at extreme speed, suddenly discovered that her movement had become exceptionally sluggish.

Even with the empowerment of her Magical Artifact, her entire body felt as though she had been trapped in a swamp.

Subconsciously looking back, she saw that Xu Mujun had already caught up once more.

"Xu Mujun...!"

The White Lotus Saintess's mind trembled once again. She slapped her Storage Pouch, producing a white silk scarf that she threw toward Xu Mujun.

The white silk scarf expanded rapidly against the wind, instantly transforming into a giant cloth several meters long that enveloped toward Xu Mujun.

Taking this opportunity, the White Lotus Saintess took two Talismans from her Storage Pouch and slapped them onto her legs.

With the empowerment of the Talisman, the White Lotus Saintess's speed finally recovered once more.

"Whoosh...!"

The white silk scarf descended from the sky, looping around Xu Mujun several times as it moved to bind him tightly.

Xu Mujun slashed out with another saber strike. The sharp Saber Qi cleaved viciously forward, immediately slicing a tear into the silk scarf.

As this crack was cut open, the speed of the scarf's encircling movement slowed down.

"Hmm?"

Xu Mujun also glanced at the silk scarf with a hint of surprise, not expecting that this seemingly thin scarf could actually block a strike from him.

However, this thought flashed by in a mere breath; with a single-handed grab, the blood-colored saber flashed abruptly, and phantoms of towering, majestic mountains unexpectedly appeared upon it.

With a downward slash, it was as if countless mountain phantoms were descending from the sky, smashing directly onto the white silk scarf.

"Hum hum hum hum hum hum...!"

A massive buzzing sound echoed out as the blade and the scarf ground against each other frantically, endless divine light flashing. Where the blade intersected with the scarf, dense cracks appeared once more.

"Snap!"

Finally, accompanied by a grinding sound, the silk scarf was ultimately severed by Xu Mujun's blade.

White flames surged over, and in an instant, the entire silk scarf burned to ashes, transforming into a ball of fire that dissipated.

Blood-colored light flickered as Xu Mujun's figure once again broke through the obstruction of the white silk scarf, dashing toward the White Lotus Saintess.

Feeling the aura approaching from behind, fear gripped the White Lotus Saintess's heart even more tightly.

After all, she was a Cultivator. Ever since she was adopted by the White Lotus Sect over fifty years ago, relying on her personal cultivation talent, she had quickly become the White Lotus Saintess of the White Lotus Sect.

For decades, she had rarely experienced life-and-death combat, always relying on various Magical Artifacts to crush her opponents no matter how strong they were.

Even when encountering fellow practitioners, matters were handled through peaceful discussion.

After all, there were very few Cultivators in this land devoid of spiritual energy, and not many spiritual resources to fight over.

Among Cultivators, conflicts were avoided whenever possible.

She had never fought to the death with an evenly matched enemy before.

In just a few short breaths, she had actually been driven to such a state by a Mortal Martial Artist whom she had always looked down upon.

"Boom!"

Three more Talismans appeared from her hands, transforming into raging flames that blocked Xu Mujun's path.

With another saber strike, the flames transformed by the three Talismans were instantly extinguished.

"Hoo...!"

Heavy breathing came from Xu Mujun's mouth, and the fleeing White Lotus Saintess suddenly stopped.

She had exhausted all her methods, yet she still couldn't stop Xu Mujun from closing in.

Then the only thing left was...

Strangely enough, the White Lotus Saintess suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked toward Xu Mujun.

A strange smile appeared on her aged face.

It looked like admiration, yet also like mockery, but even more so, it was a sense of relief.

Xu Mujun strode forward, and the blood-colored saber in his hand slashed down without hesitation.

"White Lotus Sacred Fire, burn my decaying body;"

"By decree of the Supreme, Heaven and Earth profound sect."

"Earth, fire, wind, and water, only my holiness is bright;"

"Eternal Mother, Vacuum Hometown!"

A strange murmur came from the White Lotus Saintess's mouth.

On her aged face, as she faced the blood-colored saber descending from the sky, her smile grew even more brilliant.

"Xu Mujun, the White Lotus Sacred Fire will never be extinguished!"

"I... will wait for you!"

"Hahaha..."

"Slash!"

Amidst her unbridled laughter, the White Lotus Saintess had her head severed by Xu Mujun with a single strike!!!

There will be another chapter this afternoon to make up for yesterday's.