Chapter 271: Chapter 269: Penglai Fairy’s Surprise (Extra)
“His cultivation level and battle power are completely mismatched; he truly is an extraordinary individual.”
The Penglai Fairy was shocked by the battle power displayed by Lu Changsheng, sweeping away her previous disappointment, her bright eyes rippling.
Since Lu Changsheng could defeat the Wind Thunder Pavilion Master, there was now a strategy to resolve the crisis of the Penglai Sword Sect.
“How, how is this possible?”
Lei Tiannan wiped the fresh blood from his mouth, as he had actually been defeated by a cultivator with a lower realm than himself using martial techniques.
He was a Body Tempering practitioner with the Thunderclap Physique!
The Summoning Demon Palace Master was somewhat breathless.
Lu Changsheng’s cultivation had improved more than just a little compared to when he faced the Demon Lord, and he handled it even more effortlessly.
Luo Feng frowned.
Lu Changsheng had yet to use any Immortal Artifacts, and yet his combat power was already astonishing.
“Damn it!”
As the Wind Thunder Pavilion Master, Lei Tiannan had his prestige undermined by Lu Changsheng in front of the people of the Wind Thunder Pavilion, becoming furious with shame and anger, and he brought out a medium-grade Immortal Artifact.
A Wind Thunder Stick appeared in Lei Tiannan’s hands, and he swung the Immortal Artifact, smashing it towards Lu Changsheng.
“Be careful, this is the Wind Thunder Pavilion’s Sect-Defending Treasure ‘Tiangang Wind Thunder Stick’, its power is even above that of ordinary medium-grade Immortal Artifacts!”
The Penglai Fairy warned Lu Changsheng, yet he remained calm and composed.
One could see Lu Changsheng casually raising his left hand, and the Demon-Suppressing Sword behind him soaring into the sky to meet the Wind Thunder Stick.
The Sword Qi of the Demon-Suppressing Sword transformed into a blazing white column of light, continuously overcoming the Wind Thunder Stick, the oppressive force of the superior Immortal Sword making everyone in the Wind Thunder Pavilion tremble in their souls.
“A superior-grade Immortal Sword!”
“It’s impossible, our Penglai Sword Sect’s archives have no records of Mount Shu having such a superior-grade Immortal Sword!”
“Perhaps Mount Shu once had a superior-grade Immortal Sword, but such swords are almost always ascended to the Immortal Realm with their masters, and would not be easily left in the Mortal World…”
The Penglai Sword Sect was a sect dominated by Sword Cultivators, who treasured their Flying Swords, treating them as dear as life itself.
Lu Changsheng casually bringing out a superior-grade Immortal Artifact level Demon-Suppressing Sword astonished everyone in the Penglai Sword Sect.
If the Penglai Sword Sect had such a superior-grade Immortal Sword, they would not have allowed the Wind Thunder Pavilion to bully them.
“What exactly is his background? His Dao Bone seems very young?”
The Penglai Fairy, who had cultivated for five thousand years, always felt that Lu Changsheng might not have cultivated for many years, but Lu Changsheng was of Unity Realm in his cultivation.
Even an unparalleled genius would need at least a thousand years to enter the Unity Realm.
Could it be that Lu Changsheng’s time cultivating was less than a thousand years?
Impossible, that absolutely cannot be.
The Penglai Fairy dismissed this unrealistic idea.
At this moment, Lu Changsheng had completely suppressed Lei Tiannan.
Lei Tiannan’s medium-grade Immortal Artifact “Tiangang Wind Thunder Stick” was at a disadvantage against the Demon-Suppressing Sword, and Lei Tiannan was in a rush to defend, without the ability to counterattack.
“Seize this opportunity to eradicate completely.”
Grandmaster Chen and Master Wuxiang did not sit idle either, but led the cultivators of Xia State to attack the remnants of the Summoning Demon Palace.
“Great Compassion Thousand Leaves Hand!”
Master Wuxiang radiated a resplendent Buddha light, conjuring a Thousand-Hand Golden Buddha behind him.
The Thousand-Hand Golden Buddha shrouded the skies, and its palms continuously descended, covering the Supreme Elders of the Summoning Demon Palace.
One of the Demon Sects’ Supreme Elders, at the Void Refinement Realm, received hundreds of palms and was eradicated by the Thousand-Hand Golden Buddha!
After stepping into the Unity Realm, Master Wuxiang barely entered the ranks of quasi-divine monks, and was now incomparable to his past self.
“Seventy times Wild Strength!”
“Baji Fist!”
Grandmaster Chen fiercely attacked the Summoning Demon Palace Master, striking the Palace Master’s Demonic Bone artifact with Baji Fist.
Boom!
The punch force of Baji Fist spread to the Summoning Demon Palace Master, and the Palace Master was shocked by the punch force!
“You cultivate Demonic Arts and progress rapidly, but your foundations are unstable, and you are no match for me.”
Grandmaster Chen’s combat power was clearly above that of the Summoning Demon Palace Master, beating him until he roared continuously.
The Penglai Sword Sect and the Wind Thunder Pavilion were entangled in a fierce battle, Sword Qi slashing through the air.
Occasionally, Sword Qi would fall on the palace complexes of Penglai Immortal Island below, collapsing rows of palaces and cracking the ground.
The disciples of Qingyun Peak lent their assistance to the Penglai Sword Sect.
Lu Qinglian summoned the True Dragon Godly Fire Cloak, enveloping a Void Refinement Realm Supreme Elder from the Wind Thunder Pavilion within.
With the Fire Lotus True Qi activated, the spirit of the fire dragon appeared and turned the Wind Thunder Pavilion Supreme Elder into ashes.
Hum!
Lin Qingzhi, holding the Azure Light Frost Brilliance Sword and topped by the Mysterious Yellow Tower, dealt with several elders of the Wind Thunder Pavilion at the same time.
At this moment, Lin Qingzhi already possessed the elegance that Master Lu Changsheng had when he first stepped into the Void Refinement Realm.
Protected by the Mysterious Yellow Tower, the early-stage Void Refinement Realm Supreme Elders of the Wind Thunder Pavilion could not breach its defense without an Immortal Artifact.
Lin Qingzhi swung the Azure Light Frost Brilliance Sword, and a thousand zhang of cold light cleaved, cutting two Wind Thunder Pavilion elders and the mountain behind them in half.
“As a man marches to battle with his bow drawn, in dreams, I have painted the eyebrows of maidens,”
“Often thinking of returning home while raising my glass, I offer a toast atop the stacks of clouds to Empress Ming.”
Mo Huazhi wielded the Saint King Brush with a dragon and phoenix dance, gathering the surrounding nature’s spiritual energy with a hint of Saintly King Qi, forming the figure of the female warrior Hua Mulan.
The shadow of Hua Mulan, armed with a longsword, exuded a sky-high killing aura, looking down scornfully at the elders and disciples of the Wind Thunder Pavilion.
With a strike of Hua Mulan’s sword, one Dao Palace Realm elder from the Wind Thunder Pavilion was slain.
The sword danced through the air, and one by one, elders and disciples of the Wind Thunder Pavilion perished under Hua Mulan’s illusory sword.
Mo Huazhi’s literary talent transformed into Magnificent Righteous Qi, and she began to cultivate the immortal-rank Saintly King Skills, turning Magnificent Righteous Qi into Saintly King Qi and gaining the Immortal Artifact “Saint King Brush,” creating an even stronger Tang Poem ambiance.
The Tang Poem Combat Skills, taught to Mo Huazhi by Lu Changsheng, were brought to life by Mo Huazhi to their fullest extent.
The Tang Poem Combat Skills could be considered as a technique without a specific rank, and Mo Huazhi was perfecting this technique.
Shen Xiaoyao, Ji Xuan, and Chen Yao, disciples still in the Dao Palace Realm, joined forces to deal with members of the Wind Thunder Pavilion beneath the Void Refinement Realm.
The cultivators from Xia State brought by Lu Changsheng were not ordinary, and with their help, the Penglai Sword Sect gained an absolute advantage.
“I underestimated their strength, which is indeed shameful,”
The Penglai Fairy was shocked to see that the cultivators from Xia State were extraordinary, with many capable of fighting across realms.
Usually, only peerless geniuses have the potential to fight across realms, but Qingyun Peak’s master and disciples, as well as extraordinary talents like Xia Ningxue, frequently took action and defeated enemies above their levels.
“Ah!”
Suddenly, a Supreme Elder of the Unity Realm from the Penglai Sword Sect screamed terribly.
“Elder Qin!”
The Penglai Fairy turned sharply toward this person, her pretty face turning pale.
The heart of this Penglai Sword Sect Supreme Elder had been pierced by Luo Feng’s five fingers, who then extracted the still-beating heart of the Unity Realm Supreme Elder.
With a slight squeeze, the heart was crushed by Luo Feng.
Luo Feng then placed his palm on the Heavenly Spirit of the Penglai Sword Sect Supreme Elder and shockingly extracted his Three Souls and Seven Spirits!
“Who exactly is this person…”
Both the Penglai Fairy and the cultivators witnessing this horrific scene were stunned.
This person was actually capable of forcibly extracting the Three Souls and Seven Spirits of a Unity Realm powerhouse, his divine skills were simply unimaginable.
The Penglai Sword Sect, apart from the Penglai Fairy, only had two Supreme Elders in the Unity Realm, and one of them, a first-layer Unity Realm Supreme Elder, was easily killed by Luo Feng.
After devouring the souls of this Penglai Sword Sect Supreme Elder, Luo Feng’s eyes blazed with even greater zeal: “My cultivation is rapidly recovering, but alas, in this world, I can only restore it to the pinnacle of the Unity Realm at most.”
Luo Feng then set his sights on the Penglai Fairy.
As a third-layer Unity Realm powerhouse, if he devoured the Penglai Fairy’s soul, his cultivation could recover significantly.
The Penglai Fairy looked displeased, realizing that she was being targeted by Luo Feng.
“Soul Shaking Skills!”
“Soul Devouring Demonic Claw!”
With a terrifying surge of divine sense, the Penglai Fairy was attacked spiritually, was stunned in place for a moment, while Luo Feng’s claw-like hand reached for her, attempting to extract the Penglai Fairy’s Three Souls and Seven Spirits to nourish his own.
“Spatial Confinement!”
The space around Luo Feng hardened rapidly like cement, solidifying and restricting his movements.
The Penglai Fairy bit her tongue tip, the pain snapping her back to her senses.
She looked towards the Demon Emperor Cauldron floating in the sky; it was the space artifact summoned by Lu Changsheng, confining space and saving her life.
“Another top-grade Immortal Artifact! And it’s a treasure of the Demon Race!”
The Penglai Fairy was incredulous.
The methods of Lu Changsheng astonished her beyond measure.