157: Gyeongju Mountain Gate Sword Fight

Another day passed, and Lu Chen, who was sitting cross-legged on the Void-Breaking Boat with his eyes closed, suddenly felt a surge of immense divine power from within the Nurturing Soldier Immortal Coffin.

It rapidly flowed into his limbs, bones, and internal organs, strengthening his Physical Body and improving his Body Refinement cultivation.

He was overjoyed, thinking, "Two Wind and Thunder Dao Soldiers are complete!"

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Qing Ming Cultivation World, South Chu, Qing Province.

The Dongming Sect also had a Mountain Gate in this province, and Luo Tingwu was one of the True Disciples stationed here.

But today, the atmosphere at the Dongming Sect's Mountain Gate here was particularly tense.

This was because a Celestial Sword from the Spring and Autumn Sword Palace had come to challenge them.

Outside the Mountain Gate, countless Cultivators had gathered, all from various Sects in South Chu.

"These Sword Cultivators from the Spring and Autumn Sword Palace are truly audacious.

They've already challenged the Dongming Sect's Mountain Gate in Yuan Province, and even the Dongming Sect's True Disciple, Liang Tingsheng, had half his head sliced off.

Now they've come to challenge the Dongming Sect's Qingzhou Mountain Gate.

Aren't they afraid of angering the Dongming Sect and being completely wiped out in South Chu?"

"You underestimate the Spring and Autumn Sword Palace too much!

If the Dongming Sect is the absolute overlord in the Southern Chu Kingdom, then the Spring and Autumn Sword Palace is the absolute overlord in Northern Qi!"

"It's rumored that the Dongming Sect has backing in the depths of the Starry Sky, and the Spring and Autumn Sword Palace does as well.

Furthermore, it's rumored that there's an eight-tribulation Yang God Old Celestial Sword in the Spring and Autumn Sword Palace.

If this is true, then they are much more terrifying than the Dongming Sect!"

"No wonder the Dongming Sect hasn't bothered these people from the Spring and Autumn Sword Palace until now!"

"So, does that mean our South Chu must just stand by and watch these people from the Spring and Autumn Sword Palace run rampant and become invincible among the younger generation?"

"Indeed, these guys from the Spring and Autumn Sword Palace are a bit too arrogant.

In our South Chu territory, they dare to casually slice off half the head of a Dongming Sect True Disciple.

And Pang Feifeng, that Heavenly Pride from the Flying Immortal Sect, was almost split in half.

Even Chu Xianyin, the Heavenly Pride from the Royal Family of South Chu, had an arm severed by that Sword Lord a few days ago."

"What you're saying is nothing.

It's said that the True Disciple of the Tianyuan Grotto-heaven was merely a bit short-tempered and was completely stripped of all life force by that Sword Lord, perishing outside the Tianyuan Grotto-heaven's Mountain Gate.

At that time, the Abode Master of Tianyuan Cave Abode was present, but he only dared to be angry and not speak!"

"There's nothing that can be done.

Even the Dongming Sect is extremely wary of the Spring and Autumn Sword Palace, so how could the Tianyuan Grotto-heaven dare to offend them easily!"

"The old generation of Yang God Great Cultivators cannot make a move easily, otherwise the Yang God Great Cultivators of the Spring and Autumn Sword Palace will not stand idly by!

Therefore, we can only rely on the younger generation of our South Chu to heavily suppress this Sword Lord!"

"Alas, among the younger generation of South Chu, Heavenly Pride Pang Feifeng and Chu Xianyin couldn't even hold off that Sword Lord for a moment.

Who else can step up?"

"Hmph, our South Chu also once had a peerless talent who suppressed the two Heavenly Pride, Pang Feifeng and Chu Xianyin.

He even defeated Xiahou Mang, the Heavenly Pride of the Tianyuan Grotto-heaven.

If that person were here, I don't think this Sword Lord from the Spring and Autumn Sword Palace would be able to run rampant!"

"Are you referring to that domineering Traveling Envoy from the Dongming Sect, Lu Chen?"

"Precisely."

"That person is indeed formidable.

Unfortunately, news from the Dongming Sect indicates that the Traveling Envoy from the Dongming Sect had already gone beyond the Starry Sky before the people from the Spring and Autumn Sword Palace even entered South Chu."

In front of the Mountain Gate, Luo Tingwu's eyes were solemn, his usual elegant demeanor gone.

Beside him was another True Disciple with a stubbled beard, looking like a wandering swordsman, Zhu Ziyao, who also narrowed his eyes slightly at this moment.

Behind them were numerous Disciple of the Dongming Sect from the Qingzhou Mountain Gate, all on high alert, staring intently at the cold, stern young man in white with an ancient sword on his back, standing below the long steps of the Mountain Gate.

There were also four other young Sword Cultivators with their arms crossed, holding swords to their chests, their postures relaxed and composed, with a hint of aloofness.

"Brother Luo, I'll take this fight," Zhu Ziyao took the somewhat worn wine gourd from his waist, slowly took a sip, and spoke with a carefree air.

Luo Tingwu spoke in a low voice, "You already practice swordsmanship.

You cannot fight this person, otherwise there's a risk of damaging your Sword Heart."

After a moment of hesitation, he added, "This Sword Lord seems to have an obsession with our Dongming Sect's Jiuxiao Sword Sutra.

Since you also cultivate the Jiuxiao Sword Sutra, it's best not to make a move."

His words were direct, almost explicitly stating that Zhu Ziyao would surely lose.

Because this was the truth.

Even Heavenly Pride like Pang Feifeng and Chu Xianyin, who were born with Spirit Treasure, were defeated.

How could these geniuses with special Spirit Veins, far inferior to Heavenly Pride, not be defeated?

Luo Tingwu knew this, Zhu Ziyao knew this, and all the Cultivators from South Chu who came to watch knew this.

But the crazy people from the Spring and Autumn Sword Palace still came to challenge them.

Isn't this just bullying?

"It's a pity Brother Lu isn't here.

Otherwise, with Brother Lu's methods, this Sword Lord from the Spring and Autumn Sword Palace would surely never return!"

Luo Tingwu sighed inwardly, but there was nothing he could do.

Now, only he could step forward and fight this Sword Lord.

Although he would be defeated, perhaps even injured, and lose face, it was still better than Zhu Ziyao losing.

Because Zhu Ziyao cultivated the Jiuxiao Sword Sutra.

Once he was defeated, people would only say that the Dongming Sect's Sword Sutra was far inferior to that of the Spring and Autumn Sword Palace, and they would be forever trampled underfoot by the Spring and Autumn Sword Palace.

This was the face of the Sect, and it absolutely could not be lost.

"Brother Luo..."

Zhu Ziyao wanted to persuade him further, but Luo Tingwu had already floated forward, appearing before the Sword Lord in a flash.

"Dongming Sect, Luo Tingwu, I would like to exchange pointers."

The cold, stern young Sword Lord in white with an ancient sword on his back glanced at Luo Tingwu and shook his head faintly.

"You are not enough."

He pointed at Zhu Ziyao in front of the Mountain Gate.

"I sense Sword Intent on him.

Let him come."

Luo Tingwu's expression gradually turned cold.

"You should know that this is my Dongming Sect's Mountain Gate, not your Spring and Autumn Sword Palace."

As he finished speaking, he suddenly vanished from his original spot, leaving behind only a string of afterimages.

When he reappeared, he was already in front of the young Sword Lord.

He pointed a finger, and fierce winds surged.

The light in the world seemed to be completely swallowed by his finger.

Finally, only the dazzling brilliant light from Luo Tingwu's fingertip remained in the world.

Even the Cultivators from South Chu watching from outside the Mountain Gate felt their souls tremble, as if they were about to be completely evaporated.

"Hiss!"

The darkness was pierced, the brilliant divine light was torn apart, and a more stunning, eye-blinding sword light suddenly appeared, as if it had always existed in the world.

In the next instant, blood splattered, and the Sword Lord's figure vanished without a trace.

Luo Tingwu still stood in place, with astonishing Sword Intent flowing on his arm.

However, the brilliant finger he had pointed out was completely devoid of light, and along with it, the finger itself had disappeared.

All that remained was the wound from which blood was constantly dripping.

His finger was broken!

Looking at the vanished figure of the Sword Lord again, he had appeared before the Qingzhou Mountain Gate like a ghost.

"Clang!"

Zhu Ziyao suddenly drew his sword.

Then, astonishing Sword Qi and Sword Intent erupted, clashing with the Sword Qi the Sword Lord had unleashed, creating deafening and piercing sounds.

Sword light filled the sky, soaring upwards and tearing apart the clouds in the vast sky.

But after just three breaths, the Sword Lord's figure floated back down to the bottom of the steps, turned, and left, leaving only faint words echoing.

"The Dongming Sect's Jiuxiao Sword Sutra is nothing special.

This trip to South Chu is boring."

In front of the Mountain Gate, half of Zhu Ziyao's body had disappeared, severed and fallen to the ground, covered in blood!