130: Chapter 130 One-Sword Kill!

This breath-hiding jade pendant was a rare treasure she had obtained by chance in her early years.

It could perfectly conceal that special aura within her body, making it impossible to detect through ordinary investigation.

But at this moment, the golden light of the City's Protective Formation contained a majestic power of the Dao of Formations, directly triggering the jade pendant's defense mechanism.

She could clearly feel that the spiritual power within the jade pendant was being rapidly consumed.

It could last for the time it takes an incense stick to burn at most.

If they couldn't escape the Immortal City within that time,

the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Xiao Tang, let's go quickly!"

The Woman in Purple lowered her voice, a rare hint of urgency in her tone.

"This treasure won't hold out for long! Once we're exposed, neither of us will be able to leave today!"

Hearing this, Ling Xiaotang's expression changed drastically.

She didn't dare ask more; she just nodded vigorously and followed closely behind the Woman in Purple.

The two quickened their pace, hurrying toward the exit of the Immortal City.

The golden light surged like a tide, enveloping the entire Qingxuan Immortal City so tightly that not even a breath of air could pass through.

Bai Qingyi stood in mid-air, her Divine Sense sweeping over every inch of the ground below like a net.

Her gaze soon locked onto a figure.

It was a burly middle-aged man with an ordinary face, moving quickly toward the city's west gate amidst the panicked crowd.

A golden beam of light fell upon him.

The man's footsteps paused slightly before he continued forward as if nothing had happened.

But Bai Qingyi saw clearly that the moment the golden light touched his body,

his entire aura stagnated for a split second.

"Hiding quite deep, aren't you?"

She raised her slender, jade-like hand and, pointing her fingers like a sword, gave a casual wave—

A streak of azure Sword Qi shot out from her fingertips, incomparably sharp. It tore through the air, slashing toward the middle-aged man with a piercing whistle!

The Sword Qi was as fast as lightning, reaching three feet behind the man in the blink of an eye!

The middle-aged man suddenly turned around, a fierce light erupting in his eyes!

He knew he had been exposed and there was no longer any possibility of hiding.

"Roar—!"

A heaven-shaking roar erupted as his disguise fell away completely. A surge of cold, evil black Devilish Qi soared into the sky like a black Dragon piercing the clouds!

The Devilish Qi was so dense and powerful that it was clearly at the Early Stage of the Core Formation realm!

"A Core Formation Devil Cultivator!"

"Heavens, a Core Formation Stage Devil Cultivator was actually hiding in the Immortal City!"

"Killing us would be as easy as turning over his hand!"

Seeing this, the surrounding Loose Cultivators who couldn't get away in time turned pale and fled in all directions, screaming in fear of being caught in the crossfire.

The Devil Cultivator glanced coldly at the scattering crowd, his eyes full of disdain.

But his gaze soon returned to the whistling Sword Qi—

Although the Sword Qi seemed casual, it contained a heart-palpitating sharpness.

He didn't dare underestimate his opponent.

"Rise!"

The Devil Cultivator shouted, waving his sleeve. A coffin as black as ink appeared out of thin air, floating before him.

The coffin was entirely black, its surface carved with dense, eerie runes. It emitted a thick Corpse Qi and a chilling coldness, causing the temperature within a radius of dozens of feet to drop several degrees.

The coffin lid vibrated violently.

The next moment—

Boom!

The coffin lid flew into the sky, and a figure emitting a foul stench slowly stepped out of the coffin.

It was a Yin Corpse.

It was blackish-green all over, with a hideous face, and was shrouded in dense Death Qi and Corpse Poison.

Its open eyes were hollow and deep, yet burning with eerie green ghost fires.

Its aura was actually a notch stronger than the Devil Cultivator's!

"Hiss—!"

"A Middle Stage Core Formation Yin Corpse! Just what is the background of this Devil Cultivator!"

The Cultivators watching from a distance gasped, their hearts leaping into their throats.

The Devil Cultivator gave a sinister laugh and cast a provocative look at Bai Qingyi.

Bai Qingyi's expression remained unchanged as she gave him a flat look.

That look was as if she were looking at an ant.

Enraged by that look, the Devil Cultivator was about to command the Yin Corpse to attack—

The next moment, the hand seal of the elderly Cultivator controlling the formation changed!

"Suppress!"

A low shout rang out, like a divine decree.

The golden beam of light shining on the Devil Cultivator suddenly brightened intensely!

The golden light was so dense it almost solidified, crashing down like an invisible mountain!

The Devil Cultivator's face changed drastically!

He felt an immense suppressing force surging from all directions, and the devilish power within his body seemed to be frozen.

Its circulation became incredibly sluggish, and his aura plummeted like a river bursting its banks!

Even the Yin Corpse's aura plummeted under the suppression of the golden light, and the ghost fires in its eyes dimmed.

"No—!"

The Devil Cultivator roared in terror, desperately trying to circulate his devilish power to break free, but it was like a trapped beast's struggle—all in vain.

Right then—

Bai Qingyi moved.

She raised her hand and grasped the hilt of the sword at her waist.

The hilt was plain and unadorned.

But the moment her fingers touched the hilt—

An incomparably sharp Sword Intent soared into the sky!

The Sword Intent was so strong, so sharp, and so piercing that it seemed it would poke a hole in the heavens!

The next moment, a sword light suddenly appeared.

No one saw how she drew her sword.

Everyone only felt a flash of white light, blindingly bright, like a thunderbolt striking down from the Nine Heavens!

The sword light streaked across the sky, carrying a world-destroying power as it slashed down toward the Devil Cultivator's head!

The Devil Cultivator's pupils shrank. He desperately urged the Yin Corpse to block in front of him while simultaneously manifesting several defensive Magical Artifacts—

The Yin Corpse extended its arms to block the sword light.

A pitch-black shield appeared, blocking the front of the Devil Cultivator.

A set of armor glowed, enveloping the Devil Cultivator's entire body.

Then—

The sword light fell.

There was no sound.

Like cutting through tofu, the sword light easily passed through the Yin Corpse, the shield, the armor, and the body of the Devil Cultivator.

Then, it dissipated into nothingness.

Everything returned to silence.

The Devil Cultivator still stood in place, the terror frozen on his face.

The next moment—

His body split down the middle into two halves, falling straight from the sky.

Falling with him was that Yin Corpse with the terrifying aura, which had also been sliced in half by the single sword strike.

One sword strike.

Merely a single sword strike.

It had slain the Early Stage Core Formation Devil Cultivator, bolstered by the Yin Corpse, along with the Yin Corpse itself!

The entire field fell into a deathly silence.

The Loose Cultivators who were still fleeing stopped in their tracks and looked at the sky in disbelief.

The Devil Cultivators hiding in the crowd turned pale and trembled all over.

Even the Disciples of the Qingshui Sword Sect looked at the snow-white figure with eyes full of fanatical worship.

"One sword... just one sword..."

"A Core Formation Devil Cultivator bolstered by a Yin Corpse, just died like that?"

"Is this the most outstanding Nascent Soul Seed of the Qingshui Sword Sect's current generation..."

After a brief silence, the crowd erupted into earth-shattering exclamations.

And those Devil Cultivators now had only one thought in their minds—

Escape!

Run!

"Run quickly!"

Someone shouted first, and the Devil Cultivators hidden in the crowd no longer harbored any illusions. They manifested their Magical Artifacts one after another, turning into streaks of black light and fleeing frantically in all directions!

For a moment, Devilish Qi billowed over the Immortal City, and Escape Lights were woven together like a web!