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The Legend of the Immortals Prequel: Wilderness Journey
Azure Pine's previously rigid body suddenly trembled, all the vanished strength returning to him in an instant. Fear and weakness, along with all his apprehensions, vanished without a trace. He raised his head abruptly, glaring angrily at the terrifying Mingyuan.
What is the most terrifying thing in the world?
Is it death?
Azure Pine laughed somewhat maniacally, and then he let out a tiger-like roar. With one hand, he tore open the fabric of his chest, his eyes still fixed on the darkness descending from above. Then, with a sword, he stabbed into his own chest!
The blade was cold and pierced through his body.
If one is not afraid of death, then what else is there to fear!
The darkness roared above him, as if countless ghosts emerged from the shadows, baring their ferocious faces at the tiny figure below, letting out terrifying howls! Yet all the most dreadful and horrifying scenes in the human world flashed before Azure Pine like flowing water, failing to shake him even slightly.
The intense pain in his chest made his whole body tremble, but it also persistently and sharply reminded him, supporting him: there are still people bleeding and fighting for him, so he absolutely cannot let them down!
He roared angrily, tearing open the flesh of his chest. Blood gushed forth like a fountain. At that moment of excruciating pain and blood flying everywhere, Azure Pine's gaze suddenly held a hint of comfort and a touch of satisfaction.
Having done this, Wan Shixiong, Three Junior Brothers, you should no longer look down on me, right? I have not let you down; I have given it my all. I have reached the final and most desperate point!
He flung away the immortal sword and lunged forward. In the descending darkness and fierce wind, he smeared his chest and flesh against Shura Tower. Blood gushed out, dyeing the entire tower a deep crimson.
Shura Tower instantly erupted with a thunderous sound. The entire structure trembled, emitting eerie shrieks. Where the blood flowed, those sword marks he had previously carved turned red one by one, and then large chunks of strange stone began to soften like sand and fell away.
The entire Shura Tower was on the verge of collapsing at that moment!
Above the stage, the dark Mingyuan also began to tremble, gradually becoming blurred at the edges.
This pair of demons had brought the darkest day in history to the Demon Sect's holy land, the Barbaric Sacred Hall. Several despicable and treacherous Zhongtu Righteous Path Cultivators secretly infiltrated Demon Mountain and brazenly launched an attack on the Barbaric Sacred Hall, where numerous experts had gathered. Despite the abundance of skilled fighters within the Demon Sect, they suffered heavy losses due to the sudden assault.
Many sacred halls that had been carefully protected by the Holy Sect's followers for years faced devastation. The Sermon Hall, Reincarnation Hall, Hall of Law, and others were severely damaged, with losses difficult to estimate. Even the Main Hall had been ravaged, and most importantly, the Shura Tower, which had stood here since ancient times and seemed indestructible, was now at risk of collapse.
When the members of the Demon Sect in the Main Hall realized this, chaos erupted as emotions ran high. At that moment, no one could hold back; they all rushed towards Ten Thousand Swords in One with reckless abandon, intending to quickly defeat him and then save Shura Tower.
However, at that moment, Ten Thousand Swords in One suddenly soared into the air. Instead of retreating directly, he advanced boldly. Yet he did not attack any specific expert from the Demon Sect; instead, he skillfully dodged several figures with his swift movements and charged towards the back of the Main Hall, behind the members of the Demon Sect.
The members of the Demon Sect, who had always been led around by this highly skilled and graceful White-Clad Man, were taken aback. Instinctively turning around, someone suddenly shouted in fear, pointing towards the back of the Main Hall and exclaimed: "The Holy Statues!"
The members of the Demon Sect were all shocked and turned around in unison.
This place was the Main Hall among many temples in Barbaric Sacred Hall, where the statues of Netherworld Holy Mother and Shameless King were enshrined—two of the largest and most sacred deities. Throughout history, many rituals, ceremonies, and sacrifices within the Demon Sect had taken place here. The so-called Barbaric Sacred Land was actually centered around these two incredibly sacred statues.
Behind the crowd, Ten Thousand Swords in One danced in white robes and soared directly towards those two massive statues.
Behind him, all the experts from the Demon Sect shouted angrily and exerted their strength to pursue him again. Among them, Qinglong and Poison God were the fastest. Although Zhuque in black attire was slightly weaker than Qinglong in skill level, his speed was not any slower than Qinglong's due to his unique movement techniques.
Ten Thousand Swords in One seemed completely unconcerned about the group of masters pursuing him from behind. His handsome face remained calm as he swiftly flew to the two statues before him, casting a glance at the appearances of the two deities: Holy Mother was benevolent while Ming Wang was fierce, representing two extremes yet standing side by side in this temple, creating a strange balance.
Suddenly, he threw back his head and laughed, as if a wild ambition had surged from within. With a wave of his right hand, the Dragon Slayer Divine Sword appeared before him. In that moment, Azure Light flickered and danced, and the sound of sword energy howled. In the blink of an eye, he carved the three large characters "Ten Thousand Swords in One" into the white wall between the two statues.
The three characters were written with great vigor, as if a dragon soaring and a tiger leaping, seemingly ready to break through the wall at any moment.
The members of the demonic sect watching this scene were instantly filled with rage, their furious shouts echoing as countless magical treasures and techniques came rushing toward him.
Ten Thousand Swords in One laughed heartily, wielding his sword to defend himself while continuously retreating. At the same time, he made way to reveal the two statues, causing many demonic masters to hesitate, fearing they might damage the statues, and they hurriedly withdrew their attacks.
Among them, Qinglong charged in directly and clashed hard with Ten Thousand Swords in One, exchanging three blows. Ten Thousand Swords in One's expression darkened as he forced Qinglong back with a single strike but immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, staining his white clothes.
Nearby, Poison God was overjoyed and shouted as he rushed forward, "This guy is exhausted! Let’s capture him and offer a blood sacrifice to Holy Mother Ming Wang!"
Ten Thousand Swords in One let out a long laugh; the Azure Light sword aura did not weaken but instead surged forth as if his spiritual power was boundless, charging toward Poison God.
Poison God trembled at the sight of that terrifying sword aura and dared not confront it directly; he flew backward instead. However, at that moment, a shadow darted past—Zhuque seized the opportunity and charged close to Ten Thousand Swords in One, raising her sharp sword to strike at him.
Ten Thousand Swords in One leaned aside as if preparing to block; however, his gaze fell on Zhuque. Their eyes met for a brief moment in mid-air, and they instantly recognized each other. Just as Ten Thousand Swords in One was about to counterattack with his sword momentum still strong, he suddenly trembled as if his spiritual power had faltered for some unknown reason.
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