183: stormed Wanling Manor

Jia Wenmo looked at the Black Dragon Remnant Soul's dilapidated Soul body and gave a cold laugh.

"What's the rush?"

"I have already prepared your sacrifice for you."

"Earth Guard, take the elite of the Yin Spirit Clan and depart immediately!"

"Yes! City Lord!"

Earth Guard acknowledged with a thunderous response, then led the churning black mist, along with dozens of Golden Core Cultivators from Three Seas City and experts from the Yin Spirit Clan, turning into streaks of light that shot into the sky and headed straight towards Myriad Spirits Manor, piercing through the air!

...

Three days later.

Myriad Spirits Manor.

The mountain gate remained as it was, brimming with Spiritual Qi.

Amidst the mountains, cranes danced and spirit deer roamed, presenting a scene of peaceful immortal splendor.

However, at this very moment!

Boom!

The sky outside the Mountain Protecting Grand Array was, without any warning, covered by a boundless, endless dark cloud!

Howling sinister winds and churning Devilish Qi!

The thick Death Qi and resentment seemed as if they wanted to completely dye the blue sky ink-black!

Dozens of figures exuding the terrifying pressure of the Golden Core Realm appeared from within the dark clouds. Leading them was none other than Earth Guard, along with that hideous Dragon head!

Killing Intent came flooding in, covering the sky and earth!

"Enemy attack!!!"

A shrill alarm instantly rang throughout the entire Myriad Spirits Manor!

Countless Disciples flew up on their swords, looking at the doomsday scene in the sky with horrified expressions.

"It's the people from Three Seas City!"

"And... that Black Dragon Remnant Soul!"

Just as panic spread within the manor, an old yet firm figure soared into the sky, standing alone before the mountain gate.

The newcomer wore a faded, worn-out Daoist robe, his figure slightly hunched, and his left sleeve was empty.

It was none other than the Manor Lord of Myriad Spirits Manor, the one-armed Sword Cultivator, Daoist Wan Jian!

His wind-weathered face was calm as an ancient well, with only his turbid old eyes shooting out sharp Sword Intent that felt like a tangible blade!

Even with a disability, even standing alone, the terrifying Nascent Soul Peak Sword Intent on his body remained like a giant sword holding up the sky, firmly resisting the overwhelming Devilish Qi!

"Hehehe... old man Wan Jian, we meet again."

The Black Dragon Remnant Soul let out bursts of ear-piercing, strange laughter, its scarlet dragon pupils filled with mockery and greed.

"Look at this crippled state of yours, how truly pitiful!"

"Last time in Three Seas City, you were lucky enough to escape with your life, but this time, you won't have such good luck!"

The Black Dragon's voice was filled with undisguised malice.

"I will personally swallow your Divine Soul and turn your Nascent Soul Peak cultivation into the first feast for my recovery!"

Facing this naked threat, Daoist Wan Jian's expression did not change; he merely lifted his eyelids indifferently.

"You dare to show off with such meager power?"

His voice was not loud, but every word was like a sword, clearly entering everyone's ears.

"If it weren't for Fellow Daoist Sword Dust sacrificing himself to deal you heavy damage by detonating his Nascent Soul, would a worm like you even be worthy of clamoring before me?"

"Who was the one who fled in a sorry state last time? Do you not have any self-awareness?"

"Today, I shall act on behalf of the heavens and slay you, evil Dragon!"

"You seek death!"

The Black Dragon, having its sore spot poked, instantly flew into a rage!

"Kill for me! Flatten Myriad Spirits Manor, leave none alive!"

"Kill!"

Earth Guard also gave a sinister laugh and waved his large hand!

The dozens of Golden Core Cultivators behind him, along with those Yin Spirit Clan ghosts, immediately turned into black torrents, roaring as they charged fiercely towards the Mountain Protecting Grand Array of Myriad Spirits Manor!

"Disciples of Myriad Spirits Manor, obey my command!"

Daoist Wan Jian shouted explosively.

"Form the sword array! Defend against the enemy!"

"Yes! Manor Lord!"

Inside the manor, thousands of Disciples responded in unison. Brilliant rays of sword light shot into the sky, instantly forming a massive sword array that collided with the black torrent with a thunderous boom!

The great battle was on the verge of breaking out!

And high above in the sky was the battlefield belonging to the top experts!

"Old thing, go to your death!"

The Black Dragon roared, its massive dragon head phantom opening its blood-stained maw, and a black dragon breath containing a terrifying Soul impact sprayed down directly towards Daoist Wan Jian!

At the same time, Earth Guard gave a sinister laugh, formed hand seals, and a black bone banner engraved with eerie runes appeared in his hand. With a gentle shake, thousands of fierce ghosts and vengeful spirits howled as they rushed out, turning into ghost claws that grabbed at Daoist Wan Jian from all directions!

One man and one dragon, joining forces to attack!

Facing this terrifying attack that would make any Late Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator change their expression, Daoist Wan Jian merely gave a cold snort.

"You dare to show off with such meager power?"

His only remaining right hand, with fingers joined like a sword, gently slashed through the Void Realm!

"Slash!"

Hum—!

A hundred-foot sword Aura, plain and unadorned, yet seemingly containing the ultimate truths of heaven and earth, appeared out of thin air!

There was no earth-shattering Aura, no dazzling, eye-catching colors.

But the moment this sword Aura appeared, the entire world seemed to fall silent!

Sword Dao Law!

Rrrrip!

That black dragon breath capable of annihilating the Divine Soul was, before that sword Aura, like a hot knife cutting through butter, easily sliced open from the middle!

Those thousands of howling fierce ghosts didn't even have time to let out a scream before they were instantly turned into blue smoke under this pure and refined Sword Intent!

The sword Aura's remaining momentum did not diminish, slashing straight at the Black Dragon and Earth Guard!

"Damn it!"

The Black Dragon and Earth Guard both had their expressions change drastically, not expecting this one-armed old man's sword to be so overbearing to such an extent!

They frantically urged their magic power, each unleashing their strongest defensive means, only just barely blocking this earth-shattering sword strike, but their figures were shaken and forced to retreat repeatedly!

One sword strike, forcing back two great enemies!

Daoist Wan Jian's hair and beard stood on end, his Battle Intent soaring to the heavens!

Although he only had one arm left, his sword was sharper and purer than ever before!

For a time, he actually fought Earth Guard and the Black Dragon Remnant Soul on his own, trading blows back and forth, and even faintly holding the upper hand!

Sword light crisscrossed, and dragon roars echoed incessantly!

On the battlefield below, the Disciples of Myriad Spirits Manor, watching their Manor Lord's figure which was like a Heavenly God descending to earth, had their morale instantly boosted, and they actually held firm against enemies several times their number!

However, human strength has its limits.

Daoist Wan Jian was ultimately a crippled body, and every head-on clash with the two great enemies was a huge expenditure for him.

After fighting fiercely for a long while, his Aura had already begun to show slight signs of chaos.

And his opponent, Earth Guard, was an incredibly experienced hunter!

He had been waiting!

Waiting for a chance to strike a fatal blow!

It was now!

Just as Daoist Wan Jian swung out another peerless sword Aura, cutting the Black Dragon's Soul body into a flickering, illusory state, a tiny, imperceptible flaw appeared in his right shoulder, which had been suppressed all along!

"Die!"

A fierce light flashed in Earth Guard's eyes as he violently threw the bone banner in his hand. It turned into a streak of black light and, at an incredibly tricky angle, instantly bypassed the blockade of the sword Aura!

Puchi!

A dull thud!

That bone banner, filled with the power of vicious curses and resentment, was driven fiercely into Daoist Wan Jian's right shoulder!