132: Chapter 132 Melee, Canghai Sword Pavilion

The spiritual boat tore through the void, and killing intent filled the sky.

In an instant, the color of the world changed.

Above the sea of sand, Flying Swords streaked across the sky, while wisps of deep purple Devilish Qi and blood-thick blood mist spread rapidly, surrounding Valley Master Gongsun Buxiu and the others.

Boom, boom, boom!

Amidst the crisscrossing Flying Swords, various attacks rapidly collided with those unleashed by all the Golden Core Realm Cultivators of the Four Great Sects.

In an instant, the sound of explosions was endless.

Terrifying explosions swept through the surroundings, the violent wind howled, and the flying sand across the sky galloped and shuttled through the high altitude like countless sharp blades along with this fierce wind.

Feeling this terrifying explosive attack, Lin Shen, who was originally watching the commotion leisurely, condensed a protective shield within his body as lightning bloomed, and the jinglei flying sword appeared in his palm.

At this moment, Lin Shen's expression was also somewhat ugly.

He originally thought it was just a vicious dog blocking the way, which could be easily resolved with the strength of the Four Great Sects.

Now it seemed that things were definitely not that simple.

Bloody Butcher Xue Wuhai and Sword Demon Dugu Yulong were definitely prepared, having calculated everything long ago, all for the purpose of wiping out the Five Great Sects in one sweep.

Grasping the jinglei flying sword tightly, the Spiritual Qi within Lin Shen's body condensed, and various protective treasures were prepared in secret.

Once there was any danger, he would immediately deploy all these life-saving treasures.

Of course, Lin Shen was not stupid.

The various protective treasures he had prepared in advance were all related to Mo Shenggu.

Even if displayed, they could withstand investigation and withstand the suspicions of others.

Only Mo Shenggu's side was somewhat troublesome.

After all, Mo Xiaoyu was killed by his own hands, and many defensive treasures were obtained from Mo Xiaoyu.

But compared to this little trouble, what Lin Shen cared about more was his safety right before his eyes.

If he couldn't even survive the disaster before him, then he would only have a dead end; even if he hid his own secrets extremely well, what use would that be?

Only by living was there hope, and if he died, there would be nothing left.

Accompanied by the terrifying explosions.

An all-around battle was on the verge of breaking out.

Watching this scene before him, Daoist Changchun of the Qingmu Sect couldn't help but sharply contract his pupils, feeling a wave of scalp-numbing horror.

His hands gripping the horsetail whisk trembled slightly, and a sense of fear continuously spread in his heart.

Originally, he and the leaders of the other three major sects mistakenly believed that there were only Bloody Butcher Xue Wuhai and Sword Demon Dugu Yulong.

Facing these two, relying on their own strength and all the Golden Core Realm subordinates under their command, they could still deal with them with ease.

Yet now they didn't expect that the opponent had prepared everything long ago, and moreover had secretly accumulated such a massive force.

Such a massive force was not much weaker even compared to the Blood Fiend Sect from over a hundred years ago.

"Canghai Sword Pavilion? Sword Demon Dugu Yulong, you actually hooked up with the line of the Canghai Sword Pavilion? How is this possible! How could you possibly have the ability to make the Canghai Sword Pavilion mobilize so many Golden Core Realm and Foundation Establishment Cultivators to come and fight!"

Beside Daoist Changchun, Valley Master Gongsun Buxiu, who had traveled around the East China Sea in his youth, looked at the Flying Swords orderly shuttling across the sky and the insignia on the rapidly approaching spiritual boat with utter astonishment, his voice full of disbelief.

Back then, when he traveled in the East China Sea, he naturally had heard of the mighty name of the Canghai Sword Pavilion.

The strength of this Canghai Sword Pavilion was extremely formidable, with as many as three Nascent Soul Realm powerhouses overtly presiding over the sect, not to mention those Grand Elders who were in seclusion and hiding from the world.

This terrifying strength was much more powerful than all five of their sects combined; only if the Grand Elders of their Five Great Sects—those in closed-door mortal cultivation or those who had long been traveling outside—made a move would there be a trace of resistance.

If the Canghai Sword Pavilion insisted on dealing with the Five Great Sects, then the Five Great Sects would likely completely collapse and perish, becoming an inconspicuous entry in the long river of history from then on.

But the fortunate thing was that, judging by the appearance, the Golden Core Realm and Foundation Establishment Cultivators dispatched by this Canghai Sword Pavilion should have been invited by Sword Demon Dugu Yulong at a huge cost.

As long as they and the others repelled them and beheaded Sword Demon Dugu Yulong and Xue Wuhai, and as long as they displayed formidable strength, there might still be a chance to turn the tables on today's events.

"All Disciples, obey the order, kill! Form ranks together and jointly fend off the enemy!"

Valley Master Gongsun Buxiu shouted sternly, a wave of terrifying Spiritual Qi erupting from his body as he rapidly charged to kill Sword Demon Dugu Yulong.

The horsetail whisk in Daoist Changchun's hand transformed into thousands of strands, countless white threads shuttling and entangling, blooming with terrifying murderous intent as he likewise charged toward Sword Demon Dugu Yulong.

As for Sect Master Li Yan, acting as the main attacker, the terrifying fire-attribute Spiritual Qi within his body erupted, monstrous flames sweeping across and frantically devouring the lingering Blood Fiendish Qi and Devilish Qi in the air.

All of them understood that only by killing Sword Demon Dugu Yulong and Xue Wuhai would they have a chance to turn the tables today and have hope of surviving.

As for the people of the Canghai Sword Pavilion.

At present, they had no time to spare to deal with them, and could only rely on the Golden Core Realm Elders under their sect and the Foundation Establishment Cultivators who survived from the Secret Realm.

A miserable battle was on the verge of breaking out.

With everyone dispatched, spiritual boats in the high altitude erupted with waves of terrifying Spiritual Qi, and under the control of the powerhouses of the Four Great Sects, terrifying attacks crashed forth.

Boom, boom, boom!

Violent explosions swept through the air.

Under the initial attacks launched by the spiritual boats, the Canghai Sword Pavilion instantly suffered the fall of more than a dozen Foundation Establishment Cultivators, as well as two or three rather unlucky Golden Core Realms.

For a time, the shouts of killing shook the heavens.

In the sky, countless attacks crisscrossed.

Lin Shen hid among them, lowering his sense of presence to the minimum. He actively selected a Foundation Establishment Middle Stage Cultivator of the Canghai Sword Pavilion to continuously entangle and fight with him, and the two sides traded blows back and forth.

"Fellow Daoist, I am also a Sword Cultivator, and I have long yearned for the Canghai Sword Pavilion. I wonder what price Sword Demon Dugu Yulong spent to make your Canghai Sword Pavilion travel such a great distance and come all the way from the East China Sea."

Lin Shen bloomed with Sword Qi, suppressing his internal cultivation, and fought back and forth with that Foundation Establishment Middle Stage Cultivator of the Canghai Sword Pavilion.

At the same time, Lin Shen's figure shuttled rapidly, and a Storage Pouch was abruptly shoved into the hands of this Foundation Establishment Middle Stage Cultivator.

Feeling a foreign object appear in his palm, that Foundation Establishment Middle Stage Cultivator's expression changed drastically, and he couldn't help but look down.

When he saw that it was a Storage Pouch filled with a large amount of Low-Grade Spirit Stones, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, though his eyes were filled with the feeling of surviving a catastrophe.

He knew that the Storage Pouch in his hand just now must have been done by Lin Shen before him.

And since Lin Shen could stuff a Storage Pouch into his palm, then as long as Lin Shen was willing, the next instant he would surely take his head off his neck.

Feeling the strength of Lin Shen before him, that Foundation Establishment Middle Stage Cultivator of the Canghai Sword Pavilion also understood Lin Shen's intentions.

The person before him was willing to spend Spirit Stones to communicate with him, and then also suppressed his strength to fight back and forth with him, which was nothing more than wanting to put on an act with him and avoid getting involved in that true battle.

And this Foundation Establishment Middle Stage Cultivator of the Canghai Sword Pavilion did not dare to disobey.

After all, if he dared to say half a "no", he believed that in the very next moment, Lin Shen would definitely kill him with a single sword strike.