411: Confined to the Dao Realm, feinting to the east while attacking the west

Within the Void Realm, a brilliant streak of sword light shot through at a speed that defied logic.

Within that sword light was none other than the Hedao Realm Grand Elder of the Taiyi Sword Sect, Jian Xuanji.

At this moment, his heart was filled with rage and disdain.

"A bunch of bucket-heads! Trash! You can't even guard two Spiritual Veins; what use are you!"

"Once I have dealt with the matter of the Spiritual Veins, I will certainly propose to the Sect Master that all those guards have their cultivation crippled and be demoted to menial servants!"

As a Dao Integration Realm Great Expert, he had not personally taken action for several thousand years.

In his view, apart from those few old undying ones from the Wanfa Immortal Sect, there was no one in the Eastern Region who could threaten him.

As for this incident with the Spiritual Veins, he assumed it was at most some petty scoundrels using some ancient crooked methods, nothing to fear.

His Divine Sense swept across the front like a covering sky, and soon, he entered a Void Realm chaotic rock zone floating with countless meteorites.

"Hmm?"

The instant he stepped into this area, Jian Xuanji's calm, unruffled mind jumped violently.

His Hedao Realm intuition regarding danger made him feel a trace of unease that was extremely faint, yet undeniably real.

"The Space Law here... seems a bit chaotic, something is not right."

He stopped his movement, his brows slightly furrowed, and his vast Divine Sense, like mercury pouring onto the ground, swept over the million-li radius again and again.

However, he gained nothing.

Apart from cold meteorites and disorderly spatial rifts, there was no trace of any life aura, nor any signs of Formation fluctuations.

"An illusion?"

Jian Xuanji smiled self-deprecatingly.

"It seems I have been in seclusion for too long, and my mind has become somewhat unstable. What could possibly be strange about a mere patch of Void Realm chaotic rocks?"

He was a dignified Dao Integration Realm Great Expert; with a single thought, he could invoke the Laws of heaven and earth and shatter stars.

In this Eastern Region, who would dare to ambush him, and who could even successfully ambush him?

Thinking no more, he moved, turning into sword light, and continued to speed toward the direction of the Qianyuan Spiritual Vein.

However, the moment he passed through the center of the chaotic rock zone and crossed an inconspicuous cyan meteorite, a sudden change occurred!

Boom!

The entire world seemed to be overturned at this moment!

The originally dead-silent Void Realm suddenly lit up with billions of blindingly brilliant purple lightning bolts!

These lightning bolts appeared out of thin air, emerging crazily from all directions.

They instantly intertwined into a lightning sphere of unimaginable size, trapping Jian Xuanji tightly at its core.

"What?!" Jian Xuanji's expression changed drastically.

The scene around him had completely vanished, replaced by a boundless ocean of thunder.

Every bolt of lightning contained the Law of Thunder capable of instantly blasting a Void Returning Great Expert into fly ash.

"A Formation! Damn it! It's an ambush!"

Jian Xuanji was both shocked and furious; he never dreamed that someone would actually dare to set a trap here to ambush him.

"No matter who you are! Break for this seat!"

He roared, and his terrifying Hedao Realm pressure erupted.

Pointing his fingers to form a sword, a Law sword ten thousand zhang long, condensing his insights into the Sword Dao, slashed fiercely toward the lightning barrier in front.

This sword strike was enough to cut through mountains and rivers and split stars.

However, the seemingly violent lightning barrier, the moment it touched the sword light, became as soft as cotton.

The ten-thousand-zhang sword light slashed into it but didn't stir up the slightest ripple.

Just like a stone sinking into a bottomless ocean, all the power was instantly dissolved and devoured by that strange lightning.

"How is this possible?!" Jian Xuanji was full of astonishment.

This had completely exceeded his understanding.

His Law sword contained the sharp dao rhyme capable of severing everything.

How could it be dissolved by mere lightning? What kind of damned Formation was this?

"I don't believe it!"

Jian Xuanji, appearing like a madman, formed hand seals with both hands. An ancient seventh-rank Dao Artifact sword burst forth from his crown.

It transformed into a river of Sword Qi spanning heaven and earth, carrying the power to destroy the world, and charged at the lightning sphere again.

This time, he used his life-bound Dao Artifact.

The result was still the same.

The river of Sword Qi rushed into the sea of thunder and disappeared without a trace, not even bubbling once.

Jian Xuanji was completely stunned, and a chill surged crazily from the bottom of his heart.

He realized that he was truly trapped.

He hurriedly tried to crush the Sect's specially made distress jade talisman, but his Divine Sense had just reached out when it was shredded by the surrounding violent lightning, making it impossible to transmit any message.

Meanwhile.

Taiyi Sword Sect, Black Wind City.

Shouts of killing shook the sky, and flames soared into the heavens.

Qing Xuzi stepped on a Divine Boat, hovering above the city, and watched the Taiyi Sword Sect Disciples below in chaos, his beard curling up with laughter.

"Hahaha, satisfying! So satisfying!"

He didn't order a full-scale assault at all, but only had his Disciples activate the various attack Formations on the Divine Boat.

They bombarded the unimportant buildings in the city, creating a heaven-shaking commotion, but in reality, he hadn't sent down even a single Void Return Elder.

Yet the Taiyi Sword Sect garrison below was scared out of their wits by this display.

The Void Return Elder guarding this place looked at the Divine Boat hovering overhead, emitting terrifying pressure, his face deathly pale, sweat pouring down like rain.

"Hold on! Everyone hold on! The Sect's Hedao Old Ancestor is coming to support us immediately!"

Sword God Mountain, Sect Master Hall.

Jian Wuya paced back and forth in the hall anxiously, his expression as dark as iron.

Distress messages from Black Wind City kept flying in like snowflakes.

Yet, Junior Martial Uncle Jian Xuanji, whom he had sent out, was like a stone sinking into the sea, having completely lost contact.

"What is going on? How could Junior Martial Uncle Xuanji lose contact?!"

An ominous premonition shrouded his heart.

Could it be...

He dared not think any further.

If a Hedao Realm Grand Elder met with an accident, it would be an unbearable, massive blow to the Taiyi Sword Sect.

"Sect Master! We cannot wait any longer! Black Wind City is our Sect's gateway in the Western Region; if it falls, the consequences will be unimaginable!" an Elder shouted anxiously.

Jian Wuya was in a state of confusion.

On one side was the missing Hedao Old Ancestor, on the other was the core fortress calling for help.

He felt like a gambler forced to the edge of a cliff; no matter what he chose, it was wrong.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and made a decision.

"Junior Martial Uncle Jian Juechen!" he respectfully called out to a figure deep in the hall who had been in seclusion for years.

"The Wanfa Immortal Sect is bullying us too much! I implore you, Elder, to take action, reinforce Black Wind City, and kill that old scoundrel Qing Xuzi on the spot!"

Deep in the hall, a Sword Intent, even sharper and more domineering than Jian Xuanji's, slowly awakened.

"Understood."

A cold voice rang out, and subsequently, a blood-colored sword light, fast to the extreme, soared into the sky.

It tore through the clouds and shot toward the direction of Black Wind City.

Another Hedao Realm expert was transferred away from the Sect.

Watching the disappearing sword light, Jian Wuya felt no relief; instead, that ominous premonition grew even stronger.

He always felt that he had missed something most critical.

Outside the Ten Thousand Thunder Absolute Killing Formation.

Shen Yuanmo stood with his hands behind his back, watching with an indifferent expression as Jian Xuanji attacked frantically inside the Formation like a headless fly.

His Dao Integration-level Divine Sense had perfectly merged with the entire Formation.

With the Zixiao Thunder Spirit as the Formation eye, using the Law of Judgment he had plundered from the God-Slaying Tribulation as the guide, and combined with the Wanfa Immortal Sect's general principles of Formation Dao, it had been deduced and created.

This Formation was a death trap tailor-made for the Hedao Realm.

He could clearly perceive the strength of every attack Jian Xuanji made and the operation of every Law.

"Dao Integration Early Stage, Sword Dao Law comprehension average, dao body strength average, and the Divine Soul is even more impure."

Shen Yuanmo, like the most demanding teacher, commented on Jian Xuanji's strength, his tone filled with disdain.

"Trapping him is more than enough. To kill him, relying solely on the Formation is still a bit lacking."

He muttered to himself, a flash of eager Battle Intent crossing his eyes.

"Fine, it just so happens that I will use you to test whether this newly forged sword of mine is sharp enough!"

As his voice fell, his figure flickered, and he disappeared into thin air from where he stood.

Inside the thunder Formation.

Jian Xuanji was already somewhat desperate; he had tried every method, yet could not shake this strange lightning sphere in the slightest.

Just then, the space in front of him distorted.

A figure appeared in front of him without any warning.

It was a young man wearing dark armor and holding an ancient black sword.

There was no cultivation fluctuation on his body, and he looked just like a Mortal.

Yet when Jian Xuanji saw his eyes, he felt as if his Divine Soul were being stared at intently by an unrivaled Vicious Beast.

"You... who are you?!" Jian Xuanji shouted, his tone fierce but his inner self weak, the hand gripping his life-bound Dao Artifact trembling slightly.

Shen Yuanmo did not answer his question.

He only slowly raised the great evolution immortal slaying sword in his hand, the tip of the sword pointing from afar at Jian Xuanji's glabella.

Using a cold tone like pronouncing a death sentence, he said word by word:

"Taiyi Sword Sect, Hedao Realm. Today, I have come to take your life."