In the mountain forest.
A three-meter-tall scarlet giant stood within.
The surroundings were a mess, as if they had just experienced an earthquake.
The scarlet giant had dozens of blood holes, large and small, on his body, which were rapidly healing at a visible speed.
Countless fine flesh buds grew from within, intertwining and twisting together, and the wounds, large and small, continuously shrank. However, the wounds that had just recovered slightly would split open again in the next moment.
But soon, the flesh buds grew out again, continuing the recovery process.
In just the blink of an eye, they shattered once more.
The wounds shattered and recovered, repeating endlessly.
One could imagine the pain involved in the process.
However, Lin Sheng paid no attention. The brutal emotions in his heart had subsided, and he no longer had the intention of chasing after Ouyang Lengshui to kill him completely.
Although he had won this battle, there was no lack of luck involved, and his current situation was not very good. If he couldn't catch up to the opponent in a short time, and Shi Hui and others noticed, the situation would become troublesome.
Feeling the surging pain in his body like a tide, he had to admit that Ouyang Lengshui was indeed a top Genius in Linjiang Prefecture. His strength was definitely a very difficult existence among the many opponents he had encountered.
When he integrated with high-agility Spirit Beasts like the Green-Eyed Fierce Eagle, the opponent's speed was indeed slightly inferior to his. But when facing those mysterious and unpredictable sword shadows, even with his speed, he couldn't avoid them.
And the power of those sword shadows was extremely strong; even with the Three-Eyed Spirit Monkey's Iron Bone talent, it couldn't be offset. Especially the Bone Strength contained within, its destructive power was much stronger than Shi Gu's Bone Strength back then.
When integrated with high-agility Spirit Beasts, he couldn't face the sword shadows head-on at all.
However, after switching to high-constitution Spirit Beasts like the Scarlet Iron Rock Rhino and the Earth-Walking Armored Beast, although the opponent's sword shadows were equally fierce, as long as they didn't hit a vital point, he could still withstand their Bone Strength.
So, after a brief exchange with the opponent, he had a plan: to gradually wear him down and then end the battle with a decisive blow.
If it weren't for the pale sword light that appeared at the last moment, the opponent would definitely not have had a chance to escape.
He shook his head slightly, his gaze falling on the wounds of various sizes all over his body.
"Even after integrating with all high-constitution Spirit Beasts, it's not an easy task to completely eliminate the opponent's Bone Strength."
At this moment, he clearly felt the Bone Strength still continuously causing damage within his body.
However, it was ultimately water without a source; it would just take some time to erase it.
"As for the final pale sword light, it was clearly not Ouyang Lengshui's own power. It should be a life-saving method given to him by the Tianxiang Sword Sect. Fortunately, there was no Bone Strength attached to it, otherwise, it would have been really troublesome..."
He had no intention of delaying further. Although he had repelled Ouyang Lengshui, he was not yet out of danger. He immediately planned to leave, but before leaving.
He pulled a severed hand from the ground on one side.
He took off the long sword tightly held in the severed hand.
This long sword was Ouyang Lengshui's Lengshuang Sword.
Holding the long sword in his hand, Lin Sheng felt the icy coldness emanating from it. As soon as he grasped it, a layer of white frost attached to his palm.
"A good sword."
Although he didn't understand swords, it didn't prevent him from seeing that this was a good sword.
Just the name 'One of the Eight Famous Swords of the Tianxiang Sword Sect' was enough to know its value.
"It wasn't for nothing after all."
He unceremoniously took the long sword. As for the severed arm, Lin Sheng unleashed a surge of power in his hand, turning it directly into a bloody mist. At the same time, his figure had already submerged into the ground.
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Ouyang Lengshui was extremely disheveled as he rapidly moved through the mountain forest, tightly clutching his shoulder with his left arm. His face was twisted and full of resentment, whether from pain or other reasons.
He even carried a trace of fear in his heart from the near-death experience just now.
He hadn't expected to almost die twice at the hands of a Blood Transportation Warrior. Although he ultimately escaped with his life, he lost an arm, and even the Lengshuang Sword was lost.
In fact, if it weren't for the life-saving method granted to him by the Sect, he might have truly died there.
Thinking of this, his face became even more twisted and ferocious.
And he didn't dare to slow down in the slightest, afraid that that person would catch up.
Even though he was now pale from severe injuries, and especially the cold poison that had been suppressed, showed signs of recurrence.
But he still didn't dare to delay at all.
He just ran forward desperately.
At the same time.
In the mountain forest, the massive figure of a Giant Spirit Bear charged through, directly shattering anything in its path, whether ancient trees or mountain rocks.
Shi Hui and Tian Sanye stood on the back of the Giant Spirit Bear.
"This time, we must ask that old fellow Wei Bo for more benefits. Besides the true arts of the Seven Forms Sect, we must also demand two more shares of their Sect's assets."
"Brother Shi is right. This time, we're exterminating the Seven Forms Sect. We also need to give an explanation to the Ten Thousand Sects Alliance. It requires our two families to speak up. If we don't ask for more benefits, it will be hard to explain to the higher-ups."
Tian Sanye quite agreed with Shi Hui's suggestion.
Both of their complexions were not good. After all, besides the true arts of the Seven Forms Sect, the numerous secret techniques and cultivation methods in their treasury undoubtedly held considerable value. Unexpectedly, in the end, it was all for naught.
Not only did they fail to find the Peerless True Art methods in the treasury, but the numerous secret techniques and cultivation methods were also destroyed.
"Fortunately, the seven true arts of the seven yards were derived from that Peerless True Art. After finding these seven true arts, they can still be combined. Otherwise, this time would have been a huge loss."
As the two of them conversed, birds occasionally landed on Tian Sanye's shoulder.
"Not bad, we've caught quite a few little mice."
Looking at the messages transmitted back by the birds, Tian Sanye's mouth curved into a smile. However, he soon thought of something and his gaze fell on Shi Hui.
"Brother Shi, I didn't expect Junior Nephew Ouyang's combat power to be truly remarkable. Not only did he receive the famous sword Lengshuang at such a young age, but his combat power also far exceeds that of his peers. The Tianxiang Sword Sect truly has successors."
"Brother Tian is too kind. I heard that your Sect's Mu Zhong has successfully tamed that Wolf Ghoul. Compared to Ouyang, he is not weak at all..."
Shi Hui smiled and immediately began to politely exchange commercial compliments.
"Speaking of which, the efficiency of capturing is so fast, it must be related to Junior Nephew Ouyang. With Junior Nephew Ouyang's methods, it probably won't take long to capture all the remnants of the Seven Forms Sect."
"Among the Seven Forms Sect, only Ouyang Bing has some capability. The others are nothing to speak of."
Shi Hui said with a smile, just as he was about to continue speaking, he suddenly felt a cold chill emanating from the sword-shaped jade stone hanging at his waist.
His expression instantly changed.
"Something happened!"
As this thought surfaced in his mind, in the next moment, his figure had disappeared from the back of the Giant Spirit Bear, rapidly rushing towards the mountain forest.
Although Tian Sanye didn't know what had happened, he patted the Giant Spirit Bear he was sitting on, and it immediately accelerated to catch up.
About an hour later, following the guidance of the jade pendant at his waist, Shi Hui finally found Ouyang Lengshui, who had fallen into a coma, under a mountain rock.
After seeing Ouyang Lengshui's injuries, Shi Hui's face was extremely grim.
Ignoring the situation with the Seven Forms Sect, he picked up Ouyang Lengshui and quickly left.
Time flowed like water, and soon three days had passed.
The news of the destruction of the Seven Forms Sect and the Fang Family in Wanhua City spread throughout the entire Linjiang Prefecture City.
But compared to that, what was even more shocking and talked about was that the Tianxiang Sword Sect's Jianzi, Ouyang Lengshui, a top talent in the Fu City, was severely injured in the battle with the Seven Forms Sect, nearly died, and even lost the famous sword Lengshuang.
And the instigator of all this was an obscure Disciple from the Seven Forms Sect.
Lin Sheng, a direct Disciple of the Qingniao Yard in the Seven Forms Sect.
For a time, the name Lin Sheng immediately swept across the entire Linjiang Prefecture, attracting everyone's attention.
When his information was dug up, and it was learned that he was less than 20 years old, had joined the Seven Forms Sect for less than a year, and was only in the Blood Transportation Realm, everyone's first reaction was that it was impossible.
They all believed it was just a rumor.
However, facing all this, the Tianxiang Sword Sect was uncharacteristically silent and did not make any public statements.
This abnormal behavior made people have to believe that this matter was very likely true.
For a time, the Qingniao Yard of the Seven Forms Sect and the name Lin Sheng were pushed to the forefront of public opinion.
Tianxiang Sword Sect, Heavenly Sword Peak.
As the main peak of the Tianxiang Sword Sect, it soared into the clouds, shrouded in mist, possessing an otherworldly quality. From a distance, the main body of the mountain peak looked like a giant sword that had been plunged into the earth.
In the main hall.
"Reporting to Grand Elder, Shui'er is fine now. As for his severed arm, the spiritual medicine for reattaching it has been obtained and he has recovered. He just needs two more days of rest to fully recover."
The old man in a faded gray robe slightly bowed towards the majestic figure on the platform of the main hall and spoke.
"It's just that the Lengshuang Sword is now lost outside..."
"It's good that Shui'er is fine."
The majestic figure on the platform of the main hall was an old man with a grizzled beard. He was Song Changfeng, the Grand Elder of the Tianxiang Sword Sect, and also one of the only two top experts who had entered the Divine Form Realm within the Tianxiang Sword Sect, besides the Sect Master Yun Tianhai.
"Grand Elder, this matter is my fault. I did not take good care of Shui'er, which led to Shui'er suffering such heavy injuries and the Sect's reputation being damaged."
Shi Hui knelt on one knee below the main hall and said in a deep voice.
Song Changfeng stroked his long beard, his gaze focused on an ancient book in his hand, seemingly quite engrossed.
After a long while, he finally closed the ancient book and placed it on the table. His gaze slowly fell on Shi Hui, his expression calm, as if the Tianxiang Sword Sect's loss of face and the loss of the famous sword Lengshuang were not enough to make him angry, or perhaps in his view, these were just insignificant matters.
"I didn't expect there to be such a young man in a small Seven Forms Sect. This matter is not your fault; no one would have expected this."
Song Changfeng said lightly, a hint of emotion on his face.
"As for Shui'er, it's not necessarily a bad thing. After this battle, he should understand that there are always people better than you and realms beyond. Only by curbing his impetuous nature can he go further."
"Grand Elder, I have learned the details of the matter from Shui'er. The reason Shui'er was defeated was entirely due to that brat's despicable sneak attack."
Shi Hui said in a deep voice, dismissive of the outside rumors. Although he was not Ouyang Lengshui's Master, he had watched him grow up since childhood and naturally valued him greatly, also confident that his talent was not inferior to anyone's.
"Defeated is defeated. The Sect's sword talisman automatically activated, indicating that he was at a critical moment of life and death."
Song Changfeng smiled slightly, paused, and then continued speaking.
"You don't need to pay attention to the outside gossip. My Tianxiang Sword Sect has been able to stand for a thousand years and stand at the pinnacle of Linjiang Prefecture not by gossip, but by the sword in our hands."
"Since this matter originated from you, you should still be the one to resolve it. Go and find the Lengshuang Sword. Also, that young man named Lin Sheng, if he is willing to join my Tianxiang Sword Sect, spare his life. If he refuses, kill him as well."
"I understand."
Upon hearing this, Shi Hui immediately responded. Just as he was about to withdraw, he seemed to think of something, and a hesitant look appeared on his face.
"Grand Elder, what about Shui'er..."
Seemingly knowing what Shi Hui wanted to say, Song Changfeng waved his hand.
"If he wants to take action himself, then give him the Scorching Light Sword."
"As you command."
Shi Hui was overjoyed and immediately turned to withdraw.
And Song Changfeng picked up the ancient book again and read it engrossed.
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Qingquan Mountain.
The reason it has this name is because there was a clear spring in the mountain, but unfortunately, it dried up hundreds of years ago, and this mountain gradually became a desolate mountain.
At this time, a group of dozens of people in Qingquan Mountain were quickly leaving towards the foot of the mountain.
These people were the Seven Forms Sect members who had fortunately escaped the pursuit and arrived at Qingquan Mountain.
Three days had passed, and these were the only people who had made it. Among them, those from the Qingniao Yard and the Spirit Snake Courtyard accounted for nearly half.
The total number from the other five yards combined was less than 30 people.
Of the original seven yard heads, besides Xie Qingyun and Yu Zhao, only Yuan Zhongfei had returned.
As for the fate of the other four yard heads, it was self-evident.
The atmosphere of the group was low, and many of them still carried injuries.
Their eyes were filled with fear and unease, as well as confusion about the road ahead.
Only occasionally, when their gaze fell on the tall figure in front, would a look of curiosity and fear flash.
In the past three days, although they had mainly been recuperating on Qingquan Mountain, there were still Disciples who went out to gather information.
The news about Ouyang Lengshui being severely injured by a Seven Forms Sect member named Lin Sheng was naturally brought back.
In the group, Yuan Zhongfei, Xie Qingyun, Yu Zhao, and Lin Sheng walked at the front.
After learning about Ouyang Lengshui's severe injuries, the three of them were extremely shocked, especially Yuan Zhongfei, who absolutely refused to believe it. However, after tentatively exchanging two moves with Lin Sheng, he completely believed it.
"Now, only we are left of the Seven Forms Sect. Three days have passed, and everyone who could come has come. The Fang Family is either dead or surrendered. This time, all three major forces were involved, and there was even covert assistance from the Imperial Court. Now we are like rats scurrying across the street. How should we proceed from here?"
It was Yu Zhao who spoke. After learning the specific situation outside, the current situation was truly somewhat despairing.
"What else can we do? First, take the people and leave, find a safe place to lay low and build strength. With us here, the root of the Seven Forms Sect is still intact."
Yuan Zhongfei replied in a deep voice. As he spoke, his eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Yu Zhao, as if he had sensed something.