Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

Chapter 1251: Chapter 680: Wanxing Immortal Venerable

Three hundred miles east of North Sea Peak lies a spirit peak named Transverse Mountain, so named because its body was cleaved in half by a single sword stroke.

This peak doesn’t attract many people, likely only a few sword cultivators who reside here long term, delving into profound sword intent day and night.

One deep night, an old man in a green robe led a handsome young man up from the mountain base. The two circled the massive Transverse Sword Platform leisurely, quietly arriving at the foot of a mirror-like cliff on the back mountain.

The handsome youth gazed at the Mirror Cliff before him, curiously asking, "Elder Qian, is this the Sword Immortal’s Shadow Wall you mentioned? Is there really a Returning Void Sword Intent sealed within this cliff?"

The old man in the green robe nodded and smiled, saying, "Indeed! The Sixth Prince may not know! This Mirror Cliff must be activated with a special Sword Qi to reveal at the full moon a miraculous scene of an Immortal dancing with swords. If one can comprehend even a fraction of this Sword Intent, they will surely receive the Dharma Transmission of a Sword Immortal and gain a Returning to Void level sword formula!"

"Elder Qian, tonight the full moon hangs high, let’s begin," said the handsome youth Gao Jianli to the old man beside him.

The old man in the green robe agreed and stepped forward. At the same time, an azure and purple Sword Light sprang up between his ten fingers, suddenly shooting into the Mirror Cliff before him.

As soon as the Sword Light entered the cliff face, it suddenly burst forth with a large swath of pale white light. The ground for hundreds of feet around surged with the same azure glow, and a layer of white barrier instantly enveloped the sky above, isolating the inside from the outside.

At the same time, a streak of black light suddenly flashed from the hand of the old man in green, piercing swiftly into the center of the handsome young man’s chest.

In Gao Jianli’s astonished and infuriated expression, the black light easily pierced through his Protective Treasure Armor. However, at that moment, the Primordial Spirit Jade Pendant hanging at his waist suddenly shattered, instantly covering his entire skin with a golden light film, blocking the black light.

"Old Dog Qian, you... dare to assassinate the Imperial Family. Aren’t you afraid of extermination of your entire clan?" Gao Jianli finally reacted, roaring as he shot away to the side.

As he shouted, Gao Jianli had secretly activated a Jade Pearl hanging around his neck. The pearl shone with extreme brilliance, instantly sending out countless highest-grade warning divine signals.

Gao Jianli’s status was extremely noble, as he was the Sixth Prince of the Gao Cang Divine Dynasty.

The Gao Cang Divine Dynasty was located in the Great Zang Spirit Domain, ten million miles southeast of the Jinlan Spiritual Domain, having ruled the entire Spirit Domain for over twenty thousand years, undeniably a colossal entity.

To avoid the power struggles among the royal descendants, Gao Jianli had hidden his identity and come to the Beihai Daoist School to "study" a few years ago.

The old man in green, Qian Qianyi, was one of the nine personal guards he had brought with him, possessing Late-stage Nascent Soul cultivation.

Nobody would have expected that Qian Qianyi, as a personal guard, would actually dare to betray his master and commit the act of assassination.

Just as the divine signal was sent out, the void beside Gao Jianli flashed, and a Dark Gold Sun Wheel and a pitch-black Soul Losing Nail appeared out of thin air, striking his body with lightning speed.

With a "puff" sound, the two top-grade magic treasures simultaneously fell on Gao Jianli, causing that layer of golden light film to immediately shatter.

Gao Jianli spewed fresh blood, his body flew backward violently, crashing into the Mirror Cliff, directly creating a person-shaped crater.

One blurred shadow formed, and three figures surrounded him, including the old man in green, Qian Qianyi, a shaved monk, and a black-clothed masked man.

The previously respectful and humble face of Qian Qianyi was now filled with cold killing intent.

The three of them all possessed astonishing auras, their Divine Thought vast as the sea, clearly three Nascent Soul cultivators.

To assassinate the Sixth Prince who had yet to form his core, the mastermind behind this truly spared no expense, employing three great cultivators.

It must be known that any Late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator could be bestowed with the title of "Earl" in the Gao Cang Divine Dynasty, a hereditary honor.

Gao Jianli stumbled to sit up, leaning against the cold stone, looking at the three brimming with killing intent, filled with despair.

Despite being the Sixth Prince, possessing numerous life-saving items, against the combined assassination of three great cultivators, he believed there was no chance of survival.

"Die!" Qian Qianyi didn’t give Gao Jianli a chance to speak, his face twisted and growled, as he lightning-fast reached out a hand into the void.

Above, Sword Light descended like rain, carrying an extremely sharp Peak Breaking Sword Intent, slashing down toward Gao Jianli like a rain shower.

The other two also manipulated the Dark Gold Sun Wheel and Soul Losing Nail, striking at him in unison!

Amidst a screeching sound, Gao Jianli, face full of grief and indignation, struggled to stimulate the Spiritual Power within his body. A Treasure Light flew out from his Dantian, condensing into a Turtle Shell Shield several feet in size, blocking above his head.

The Turtle Shell Shield was covered with ancient spirit patterns, instantly blossoming with layers of thick Yellow Light, protecting Gao Jianli.

The moment this treasure appeared, the rain-like Sword Light and two top-grade magic treasures thundered in, punching through several layers of Yellow Stone Barrier, crashing onto the shield, instantly erupting with glaring light and powerful explosions, producing a series of earth-shattering roars.

Unfortunately, all sound and light were blocked by that layer of barrier, not a bit of commotion leaking out.

Although the Turtle Shell Shield was a top-grade defensive magic treasure, without an owner controlling it, it couldn’t withstand such a formidable onslaught.

In less than three breaths, the Turtle Shell Shield’s brilliance rapidly dimmed, the Yellow Stone Barrier shattered layer by layer, the turtle shell cracked with countless fractures, trembled violently, its surface showing innumerable cracks, on the verge of disintegration.

Just as Gao Jianli was about to meet his end, a tall figure emerged out of nowhere, shielding the young man.

Zhao Sheng glanced at the three of them, reaching out a hand into the void, seeing the Dark Gold Sun Wheel, Soul Losing Nail, and a volume of Sword Light instantly freeze in mid-air, as if trapped like insects in amber.