148: Chapter 148 Great Battle 2

The sound of ten thousand swords chiming in unison suddenly resounded between heaven and earth.

Countless Flying Swords converged around Li Yi like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, forming a brilliant galaxy.

Each sword radiated a unique glow, yet they were perfectly fused within this vast river of swords.

“Holy crap! Is that Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Ancestor?” Jiang Yan blurted out.

In his view, this kind of special-effect ultimate move from movies and TV was definitely 'Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Ancestor'!

Li Yi did not respond to Jiang Yan. He pressed his index and middle fingers together like a sword, his entire aura resembling a towering, heaven-shaking sword.

The Lord of the Deep Sea's regenerating body suddenly froze. It felt a shudder from the depths of its Soul. It wasn't fear of power, but reverence for the 'Dao'.

“This strike...” Li Yi's voice was exceptionally clear amidst the sword chimes, “is named ‘All Laws Become One’.”

He pointed his fingers like a sword and slowly tapped forward.

In an instant, a torrent of ten thousand swords poured down.

Each sword carried a different Sword Intent—some sharp, some heavy, some ethereal, some overbearing... but at this moment, they all converged into a single will.

The Lord of the Deep Sea frantically pushed its regenerative power, only to find in terror amidst the sword light that every time it regenerated, it was annihilated by an even stronger Sword Intent.

Those sword lights were not just destroying its physical body, they were annihilating the very 'concept' of its existence!

“No... this is impossible...” Its voice began to fragment and tear, “A human Cultivator who hasn't even stepped into the Divided Soul Realm... how could he touch the 'Dao'...”

Amidst the torrent of sword light, Li Yi's silver hair fluttered, and his white robes remained untainted by a speck of dust, looking like a banished immortal descending to the mortal realm.

He turned to look at Jiang Yan, who was watching from afar, and smiled slightly: “Disciple, do you understand?”

The sky full of sword light was reflected in Jiang Yan's pupils. The Sword Intent around him suddenly began to circulate on its own, tracing a brand new path within his Meridians.

Though it wasn't as powerful as Li Yi's, it shared a similar subtle brilliance.

Seeing Jiang Yan's instantaneous Epiphany, Chen Yaofeng coughed up blood-flecked foam, yet a light of pleasant surprise burst from his eyes.

The last remnants of the Lord of the Deep Sea's consciousness let out a roar of despair. It was unwilling; it hadn't even tasted the deliciousness of the sacrifices yet.

But the Lord of the Deep Sea's final roar of indignation was completely drowned out by the vast Sword Intent of this Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Ancestor.

“Bang!”

The moment the Lord of the Deep Sea dissipated, the Dao Yun Sect's grand formation was instantly shattered.

Ge Xuan and Ye Jingkong panicked. They originally thought that summoning the Lord of the Deep Sea would wipe out this group of human Cultivators from the Qingyun Sect, but looking at it now, the situation had gone completely wrong!

“Kill!” Ge Xuan let out an angry shriek.

Li Yi turned and nodded to Jiang Yan. Upon receiving the order, Jiang Yan immediately charged toward the group of Elders.

Jiang Yan's figure turned into a bolt of golden lightning, the air emitting ear-piercing sonic booms wherever he passed. Holding a strand of Sword Qi in each hand, he charged into the ranks of the Dao Cloud Sect Elders like a tiger among sheep.

With his loud shout, the golden Sword Qi suddenly split into thousands, each strand precisely locking onto an Elder. Those high-and-mighty Dao Cloud Sect powerhouses were now fleeing in panic like lambs to the slaughter.

Ge Xuan's eyes nearly split with rage, his scales standing on end: “Junior, you're looking for death!” He condensed a cloud of ghostly blue poison mist in his hands. Just as he was about to intercept, Li Yi stood before him at some unknown moment.

“Your opponent is me.”

Li Yi lightly slashed the longsword in his hand. It seemed like a casual strike, yet it caused the scales all over Ge Xuan's body to instantly shatter, spraying out a large amount of blue blood.

“Impossible... how can you still use Spiritual Qi?” Ge Xuan retreated in terror.

In Ge Xuan's estimation, Li Yi had clearly used such a massive amount of Spiritual Qi just now that it should be impossible for him to continue fighting.

But what exactly was going on?

Li Yi lightly flicked the tip of his sword, and the lingering afterglow of the ten thousand swords in the air suddenly gathered: “Who told you I was exhausted?”

On the other side, seeing things were going south, Ye Jingkong's body suddenly twisted and deformed, turning into a cloud of black mist as he tried to escape.

“Want to run?” Chen Yaofeng snorted coldly as the Hidden Edge sword flew from his hand, “Have you asked my sword?”

Purple lightning sword light followed like a shadow, precisely piercing through that cloud of black mist.

Ye Jingkong let out a shrill scream and fell from mid-air.

“Old man, you're already at the end of your rope. Don't you want to cling to life?”

Chen Yaofeng coughed lightly, wiped the blood-flecked foam from the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: “Everyone in the world fears death, but I have my own choices. I've lived long enough, and I know my end is near, so I want to do something for the younger generation. Even if I die here, it will be worth it.”

As Chen Yaofeng finished speaking, the Hidden Edge sword in his hand instantly began to vibrate. The purple lightning on the blade was like the most dazzling light, illuminating the entire sky over the battlefield.

“Wait! Let me do it!”

Just as Chen Yaofeng was about to strike, Jiang Yan had already finished off the group of Elders and was walking toward Chen Yaofeng, carrying a blood-stained Spirit Treasure longsword.

“Stinky brat.” Chen Yaofeng slowly suppressed his surging aura, “Then I'll live a bit longer, the better to help you destroy another Sea Race Sect!”

Jiang Yan smiled and tossed a Medicinal Pill to Chen Yaofeng: “I originally planned to give this to you after you finished fighting, but seeing your condition, it's safer to take it now.”

Chen Yaofeng took the pill. Seeing it was an emerald-green pill radiating Lifespan, his expression was one of shock.

At the same time, Ye Jingkong, seeing the pill, his pupils contracted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on: “No, impossible, how could that be a Lifespan Pill!”

“Why couldn't it be a Lifespan Pill?” Jiang Yan pointed his sword at Ye Jingkong.

“You... you aren't the Qingyun Sect at all...” Ye Jingkong seemed to go mad, “The Qingyun Sect couldn't possibly have an ancient Pill Formula!”

Jiang Yan shook his head with a smile. He felt that this Sea Race-infected Ye Jingkong had his brain fried to be able to say such things.

“Oh, I forgot to tell you.” Jiang Yan lightly tapped his head as if intentionally remembering something, “This Pill Formula comes from one of the twelve ancient arts of the Linxian Secret Realm. I recall that among the Disciples who returned to your Dao Cloud Sect, some also seemed to have learned this Alchemy art. They weren't turned into those Sea Race monsters by you, were they?!”

Hearing this, Ye Jingkong's pupils dilated because the group of Disciples who brought back the information had already been branded as traitors by them, and their corpses had been sacrificed to the Sea Race... “No... this isn't true.” Ye Jingkong hissed in despair, “All of this is fa—”

Before he could finish, a golden sword light had already pierced through his brow.

Jiang Yan flicked the blood droplets off his sword and turned to look at his Revered Master and the several Peak Revered Masters. Seeing they didn't need help, he decisively flew above the Dao Cloud Sect square.

Those polluted Dao Cloud Sect Disciples acted as if facing a great enemy, drawing their longswords and looking at Jiang Yan warily.

Jiang Yan ignored these evolved Disciples in the Foundation Establishment Realm. He was currently waiting for the final Talisman to be activated.

“Swoosh!”

After a firework signal shot into the sky, Jiang Yan took out a Storage Pouch and tossed it. Thousands of Talismans instantly formed a giant net.

“Witness my art!” Jiang Yan made a gesture toward the Sea Race-polluted Dao Cloud Sect Disciples below, “Qingyun Sect Disciples, withdraw immediately!”

As Jiang Yan's gesture fell, the giant net composed of thousands of Talismans suddenly contracted, enveloping the entire Dao Cloud Sect square.

Every Talisman lit up with blinding golden light, connecting with each other to form a massive Talisman-array labyrinth.

At the moment the Qingyun Sect Disciples finished their withdrawal, Jiang Yan's final hand seal ended.

“Art: Inescapable Net!”

The moment the Talisman-array activated, the heaven and earth Spiritual Qi converged frantically.

Those polluted Disciples discovered in horror that the Sea Race Essence Blood within their bodies was being forcibly stripped away by the Talisman-array.

Black mist seeped from their seven orifices, making a sizzling burning sound in the golden light.

The retreating Qingyun Sect Disciples looked back to see a wondrous sight above the Dao Cloud Sect: countless golden threads interwoven into a net, with every node blossoming with brilliant light that purified evil.

The black mist enveloped within was rapidly melting like frost under a scorching sun.

Jiang Yan stood suspended in the air, his hands maintaining the incantation. Fine beads of sweat seeped from his forehead, but a hearty smile hung on his lips: “Explode, my art!”

When the last trace of black mist was purified, the entire Talisman-array suddenly contracted into a single point of dazzling golden light.

“BOOM!!!”

In a world-shaking explosion, golden light fell like rain.

Every purified Dao Cloud Sect Disciple stood dazed in place. The blue in their eyes gradually faded, and before they died, they showed a long-lost clarity. Then, their bodies collapsed as if they had lost their skeletal support, falling one by one to the ground as polluted blood leaked from their seven orifices.

Just as he felt the thrill of leveling up and his Physique transforming once again, a Buddhist chant came from nearby.

“Amitabha, Benefactor Jiang is truly benevolent!”