Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 2159: Chapter 2160: The Swords of Kyushu Rise Together, The Decisive Battle is Now (Second Update)

As the voice faded, within the mist, the figure of the Silent Sorceress began to materialize.

After experiencing a rebirth, not only were her injuries completely healed, but her aura had also advanced further.

When her figure fully appeared before the crowd, she raised her hand and pointed at Xue An.

"By my command, touch, sever!"

"Smell, sever!"

"Taste, sever!"

In an instant, Xue An’s five senses were entirely stripped away, turning him into an isolated island, severed from the outside world.

Yue Qinghuan finally changed expression, exclaiming in a low voice.

"The Five Senses Sorceress! It’s actually a Silent Sorceress who has mastered the five senses!"

And after a short dead silence, the entire crowd burst into uproar.

"It’s over now! Even Mr. Xue, no matter how formidable, can’t possibly fight after losing all five senses!" someone said in despair.

"The ability of this sorceress is simply against the heavens’ will; she can not only strip away a person’s five senses but also infinitely resurrect herself. Is this the true power of evil creatures?"

Just as the crowd was clamoring uneasily, Li Jingxing suddenly shouted.

"Everyone, prepare for the final battle!"

As these words were spoken, the entire battlefield instantly quieted down.

Because everyone knew, the fight had reached a point where it was no longer a simple matter of life and death.

If the line of defense were to fall, then the Earth, The Sword Palace Sector, and even the entire Multiverse would be overturned.

At that time, the blood of countless beings would dye the entire void red.

So at this moment, everyone had no retreat.

Because behind them lay their homeland!

A dazzling and resolute brilliance rose and fell among the crowd.

That was the numerous cultivators mustering their last strength.

This tragic scene also spread across the entire Earth.

Countless people were moved.

Some even burst into tears.

But seeing this, the evil creatures cackled strangely.

"Interesting, truly interesting! These ants hiding in small puddles try to make themselves appear strong with mental power; this action is childish and ridiculously laughable. After all, if mental power were useful, why would we need strength?"

An evil creature with no facial features, but tentacles resembling an elephant’s trunk, mocked.

"What I love most is devouring these self-indulgent people alive, seeing their faces twisted in pain yet unable to scream out loud! That thrills me to the highest extent!"

Another evil creature, covered with bizarre eyes, trembled uncontrollably.

"Stop the nonsense, kill them all, and then take over the entire Multiverse!" The Nine-Headed Serpent bellowed, and the entire Evil Creature Army once again rumbled forward.

Li Jingxing watched the approaching Evil Creature Army with a calm expression, took a deep breath, and slowly said.

"Gentlemen, we have retreated as far as we can. The only path left is to fight to the death, to reveal our true colors as Sword Cultivators. Let us take the lead in the first battle."

With that, he stepped forward, "All Sword Cultivator disciples, heed my command!"

As soon as he spoke, all Sword Cultivators on the field shouted in unison: "Yes!"

Their voices thundered, instantly spreading across the entire battlefield.

Li Jingxing slowly drew his long-unused sword, the tip pointing straight ahead, his eyes cold as ice as he shouted.

"Raise your swords!"

Boom!

At the command, the sword light erupted from the crowd.

"Ye Bufan, the Elder Washing Swords, raises his sword!" Ye Bufan raised his head and stepped out of the crowd, coming to stand behind Li Jingxing.

"Linghu Jue, the Wine Sword Immortal, raises his sword!" Linghu Jue downed his last gulp of wine, then burst into laughter as he, too, took his place behind Li Jingxing.

"Qiu Yuye, the Loose Cultivator, raises his sword!" The injured Qiu Yuye, only partially healed, pale-faced, stepped out from the crowd. With each step, the Sword Qi behind him burned fiercer, and his eyes gleamed intimidatingly bright.

That was the light of burning life!

"Jian ZaiXin of the Three Swords Sect steps forward!" Jian ZaiXin, the chief disciple of the Jian Sect, stepped forward with three swords suspended above his head.

In an instant, the sword light surged like dragons, and shouts rang out one after another.

"Ding Xiaochen of Morning Light Mountain raises his sword!"

"Gu Butong of the Three Visits Sword Sect raises his sword!"

"Ye Kongming, grandson of the Elder Washing Swords, raises his sword!"

No one backed down. All Sword Cultivators stepped forward with heads held high, unleashing the mightiest Sword Intent of their lives.

Meanwhile, among the crowd, Tao Zhuxing suddenly appeared beside Fan Mengxue.

"Fan...Miss!"

Fan Mengxue turned her head to look.

Tao Zhuxing gave a shy smile, "You’re not really called Wang An, are you!"

Fan Mengxue nodded, "My name is..."

But before she could finish, she was interrupted by Tao Zhuxing saying, "No need to tell me, I understand!"

At that, he suddenly smiled sheepishly, "Before I leave, may I ask you a favor?"

The words "before I leave" sent a massive shock through Fan Mengxue, and then she nodded earnestly.

"Please, go ahead!"

"Could you call me Zhuxing, just once?"

This request left Fan Mengxue stunned at first, but then she realized and was about to speak.

Just then, Tao Zhuxing unexpectedly chuckled at himself, "Never mind!"

Then, he looked at Fan Mengxue with utmost seriousness and softly said, "Goodbye!"

After that, he turned around and shouted.

"Tao Zhuxing, Young Master of the Zhuxing Sword Sect, raises his sword!"

With these words, several Sword Cultivators burst into laughter.

"Old Tao, I thought you might chicken out from fear!"

"Yeah, I just thought you’d wet your pants in fright!"

Tao Zhuxing laughed heartily, "Nonsense, I, Old Tao, as a Sword Cultivator, fear neither life nor death!"

With that, he rallied all his Sword Intent and flew towards the Sword Cultivator formation.

Watching his silhouette fade away, Fan Mengxue suddenly felt helpless.

That feeling was like watching a friend walk slowly towards death, yet being powerless to stop it.

At that moment, the Evil Creature Army reached close.

Li Jingxing shouted, "Slash!"

All Sword Cultivators shouted in unison: "Slash!"

Boom!

Boundless sword light gathered together, transforming into a torrential flood, charging forward with determination.

Dong!

In an instant, the two sides collided violently.

The sound of evil creatures being torn apart, mingling with the light of falling sword glows, melded into a battle song of hell.

Everyone, present or not, was utterly shaken by this heart-wrenching scene.

But countless Sword Cultivators, knowing they faced certain death, still charged fearlessly forward.

One strike!

They could often only unleash one strike before being shattered to pieces by the evil creatures.

Yet even so, their sword momentum was still like a rainbow, and their Sword Intent burned as fiercely as fire.

It was the final brilliance of their lives, yet so radiant and dazzling, like a beam piercing through darkness, moving all who saw it.

Watching these Sword Cultivators rush bravely to their deaths, countless people unknowingly teared up.

Fan Mengxue clutched her mouth with her hand, tears streaming down.

Because she finally understood the meaning behind Tao Zhuxing’s last "goodbye."

It was at this moment that Hu Huan suddenly sighed lightly and then spoke slowly.

"Old Li has already gone up, so it’s our turn next!"

At these words, his usually lazy demeanor suddenly turned solemn, and he exuded the overwhelming aura of the Immortal Emperor.

"Where are the Qingqiu Fox Clan and all the demons!"

"Disciple present!" Huyue was the first to respond loudly.

"Ao Qing of the Dragon Clan, present!"

"Ao Yi, present!"

"Ah Rou of the Azure Bird, present!"

"Hu Ying, present!"

"..."

In an instant, the chorus of responses echoed through the skies like a tidal wave.

Hu Huan nodded gently, then took a step forward.

"Assemble the formation, prepare... to strike!"