122: Chapter 122 Charge into Sword Pavilion! Immortal Projection Descends!

Central Continent, Sword Pavilion Forbidden Ground.

"Quick! Move faster!"

Qiao Bei, who had just fled back to the Sect in a disheveled state, was now unkempt, his eyes bloodshot, looking like a madman.

He did not even bother to treat his wounds and rushed directly into the Forbidden Ground at the back of the mountain.

There, Qin Ying, the Master of Jade Pool Palace, was guarding the god transformation fruit tree with a grave expression.

"How is it? What is the progress?" Qiao Bei asked urgently.

Qin Ying shook his head and pointed to the eerie god transformation fruit tree: "There are tens of thousands of demons inside the Demon Locking Pagoda; the Immortal tree needs time to absorb them."

"Damn it!!"

Qiao Bei gritted his teeth and suddenly turned to look at the towering black pagoda not far away—the [Demon Locking Pagoda]!

"No! It is too late!"

"Forget about whether it is wasteful or not, we must accelerate! Pass down the order to use all resources to push the Sect-protecting Array to its maximum! Do everything possible to stall for time!"

Qin Ying noticed that Qiao Bei's aura was chaotic, and he appeared extremely weak.

"You... you lost?"

Qin Ying knew exactly how strong Qiao Bei was; he had reached the Soul Transformation Great Perfection over a hundred years ago and had ascended to the Half-step Return to Void realm. How could he have lost??

Qiao Bei's face was as gloomy as water, and he nodded.

"That brat is extremely wicked. He possesses Immortal-grade treasures, and the Martial Skill he uses is one I have never even heard of!"

"He is likely already on his way. I need your help to activate the refining array of the Demon Locking Pagoda with me!"

Qin Ying also nodded with a grave expression.

"Rumble—!!"

As Qiao Bei and Qin Ying frantically activated it, purgatory-like blood flames instantly ignited within the Demon Locking Pagoda.

Countless great demons that had been imprisoned for ten thousand years let out shrill screams as their flesh and Divine Soul were forcibly extracted, turning into rolling Qi that poured into the god transformation fruit tree.

Nourished by this massive amount of energy, the fruit tree instantly flared with red light, and the fruits on the tree began to become crystal clear at a speed visible to the naked eye!

However.

Just at this moment.

"Get lost!!"

A roar carrying the terrifying pressure of a Peak Half-step Spirit Transformation, like rolling thunder, instantly echoed across the entire sky above the Sword Pavilion!

"Hum—!!"

The Sword Pavilion's pride, the mountain-protecting sword array, sensed the crisis and activated automatically.

Thousands of light swords shot into the sky, forming an impenetrable Great Wall of Sword Qi, attempting to block the invading enemy.

Su Feng hovered in the sky, his Ancient Heavy Pupils spinning, instantly seeing through the thirty-six flaws of this sword array.

He waved the [god slaying sword] in his hand, and the towering Devilish Qi transformed into a black heavenly river that crashed straight into the weakest point of the sword array!

"Crack!!"

Without any suspense.

The Great Wall of Sword Qi that had guarded the Sword Pavilion for ten thousand years was like fragile glass under the sharpness of the Imperial Weapon, instantly shattering into specks of light filling the sky!

"Boom!!"

Su Feng stomped the Sword Pavilion's mountain gate to pieces and, carrying a sky full of Killing Intent, charged before the Forbidden Ground like an unstoppable Demon God!

"Su Feng!!"

Seeing this scourge, both Qiao Bei and Qin Ying's expressions changed drastically.

Su Feng's Ancient Heavy Pupils saw through the tragic state inside the Demon Locking Pagoda at a glance, especially sensing the rapidly weakening Dragon Clan aura at the bottom of the tower, and the Killing Intent in his eyes intensified.

"You want to use demon flesh and blood to sacrifice to the tree??"

"Die!!"

Su Feng did not waste any words; the magic light in his hand flared, directly shattering the final defensive array on the periphery of the Demon Locking Pagoda!

"Roar—!!"

Ao Cangyue followed closely behind, her Primordial Dragon God Body fully erupting, transforming into a purple-gold giant Dragon, and she directly smashed open the thick iron gate!

"Bang!!"

At the bottom of the Demon Locking Pagoda, the black iron chain that had imprisoned the old Dragon King Ao Yi for ten thousand years was severed by Su Feng with a single sword strike!

"Roar—!!"

Having escaped, Ao Yi let out a long howl. Although his body was weak, that majesty belonging to a Dragon King still remained.

"This King... is out!!"

Ao Yi's dragon eyes filled with tears as he looked at Ao Cangyue and Su Feng beside him, his eyes full of gratitude.

When he felt the rich Dragon God power within Ao Cangyue, he was instantly overjoyed.

"You are a descendant of my Dragon Clan!"

Ao Cangyue hurriedly bowed: "Grandfather! I am your great-granddaughter!"

"Good! Good! Good!" Ao Yi said 'good' three times in a row, his expression excited.

"I never expected my Dragon Clan to have such an outstanding descendant; the revival of the Dragon Clan has hope!"

However, when he looked toward the central area of the Sword Pavilion, deep hatred flashed in his eyes:

"Now... we must tear this broken tower down! We absolutely cannot let them succeed!!"

With the escape of the old Dragon King, the Sword Pavilion's final plan to feed the tree with the flesh and blood of demons was completely declared bankrupt!

Without the replenishment of Cultivators and demon flesh and blood, the growth of that god transformation fruit tree once again stalled!

"This scourge..."

Su Feng looked at the eerie god transformation fruit tree and slowly raised the god slaying sword in his hand.

Since this tree was the root of the disaster, then destroy it!

"Break for me!"

Su Feng gathered all his spiritual power and slashed fiercely at the fruit tree!

However.

Just as the Sword Qi was about to touch the fruit tree.

"Who dares to touch my treasure?"

A voice, extremely indifferent as if a high-and-mighty god were looking down on ants, rang in everyone's ears without warning.

"Boom—!!!"

Above the Nine Heavens, the wind and clouds changed!

The originally clear sky suddenly cracked open, revealing a huge golden rift.

A terrifying pressure that transcended the Half-step Return to Void descended like the sky collapsing and the earth sinking!

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

Under this pressure, countless Alliance Cultivators with lower cultivation directly exploded and died!

Even experts of Ao Cangyue and Ao Yi's level were pressed so hard they could not move, their bones creaking, and they could not even lift their heads!

"This... this is..."

Ao Cangyue stared fixedly at that rift, her eyes full of gravity.

"Above... Return to Void?!"

A ghostly figure wearing white jade Daoist robes and holding a jade flute slowly walked out of the rift.

He did not look tall, but standing there, he was like the Dominator of this world!

The Immortal projection of the jade flute descended!!

"A bunch of ants from the Lower Realm, daring to ruin my grand plan."

The jade flute Immortal swept his indifferent gaze across the entire scene, finally fixing it on Su Feng, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes:

"Oh? Ancient Heavy Pupils?"

"No wonder you can cause such a big commotion."

"What a pity..."

He shook his head slightly and waved his hand casually:

"Before me, everything is but an illusion."

Hum!

Although limited by the rules of the Small World, he could only exert the Peak combat power below the Return to Void realm.

But even so, that was the true power of an Immortal!

An invisible ripple of rules rippled outward, attempting to erase Su Feng directly.

"Shrinking the Ground to an Inch!"

Su Feng's figure flashed, avoiding this attack by a hair's breadth.

"Oh? You actually dodged it, interesting!"

The jade flute Immortal became interested and began to examine Su Feng:

"I can give you a chance. Work for me in the future, and I can let you and the Immortal tree ascend to the Upper Realm together!"

Su Feng had long known the other party's character and did not care at all.

"Just you? Are you worthy??"

The jade flute Immortal was not angered and remained calm.

If Su Feng were born in the Upper Realm, with the Ancient Heavy Pupils, countless Immortal families would probably fight over him, but in this Small World where no one knew, there was nothing to worry about.

"A mere ant, trying to shake a tree?"

There was no fear in Su Feng's eyes; instead, crazy Battle Intent was burning.

"Some things! How can you know without trying?"