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Chapter 196 The Falling Dust Trapping God Formation! Youxuan's terror!

As the saying goes, too many ants can kill an elephant.

The number of members of the Soul Devouring Cult is several times that of the Nine Hua Sword Sect.

Although most of them are not very strong, the combined attack of thousands of cultivators can still unleash considerable power.

Moreover, there are quite a few Golden Core cultivators among them.

With the great formation teetering on the brink of collapse, Sect Master Jian Yuntian decisively handed over control of the formation to the elderly Grand Elder standing nearby.

He shouted to the thousands of disciples who had advanced behind him:

"Gentlemen, heretical cultivators are in power, vainly attempting to rule the Tianlong Sea!"

We, the disciples of the Sword Sect, shall sweep away evil and restore order to the world!

Sword Sect, live on forever!

"Follow this sect leader! Kill!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a crimson-gold tiger appeared behind Jian Yuntian, rushed out of the formation, and attacked the evil cultivators who were constantly attacking the formation!

After several hours, those forces that were able to escape had already fled.

Even if evil cultivators went to hunt them down, the number wouldn't be many.

Those who couldn't escape have already died in the various immortal cities and markets.

Only a few close allies or those with vested interests remain here.

At this time, the Jiuhua Sword Sect was isolated and helpless.

It had suddenly become a matter of life and death!

All his disciples were fighting bravely against the enemy, so how could he, as the sect leader, fall behind!

Roar!

The tiger's roar resounded throughout the heavens and earth, unleashing the full power of a being approaching the Nascent Soul stage.

With a single sword strike, he killed a late-stage Golden Core evil cultivator!

Seeing the six Golden Core evil cultivators surrounding him, Jian Yuntian, with eight longswords swirling behind him, coldly said:

Even if I die today, I will utterly annihilate you all!

As soon as he finished speaking, eight longswords were drawn simultaneously, engaging in a fierce battle with the six Golden Core cultivators.

The three thousand disciples still in the formation, seeing their sect leader's bravery, all shouted:

"Sect Master, you are mighty! The Sword Sect will live forever!"

"Sect Master, you are mighty! The Sword Sect will live forever!"

"Sect Master, you are mighty! The Sword Sect will live forever!"

The sound was deafening, resounding throughout the heavens and earth.

Immediately afterwards, countless streams of light rushed out of the formation, fearlessly attacking the evil cultivators!

They all understood that at this moment, only by fighting to the death could they have a glimmer of hope!

At the foot of Sword Sect Mountain, corpses littered the landscape.

It was bloody and gruesome.

Heavy rain washed away the blood from the corpses, which then flowed into the sea.

The strong smell of blood attracted countless sea monsters.

It emitted bursts of low growls.

This made the area appear even more desolate, decaying, and miserable.

With his hair disheveled and blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, Lu Qinghan sensed the situation of the sect and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Looking at Helian Shiyue, who hadn't spoken since the start of the battle, he said softly:

"For nearly a thousand years, people have said that my Jiuhua Sword Sect has begun to decline, and facts have proven them right."

The dominant forces in the other three sea regions all have a late-stage Nascent Soul True Monarch in charge.

But my Nine Hua Sword Sect doesn't have that.

It's my fault.

But there is one thing we are better at than them, and that is our determination to protect our sect!

What do you think, fellow Daoist?

Upon hearing the words "fellow Daoist," Youxuan showed a hint of surprise. He knew he had been discovered, but he wasn't surprised.

He didn't rush to reply, but instead looked down at the sect leader, elders, and disciples who resembled an enraged lion.

Even knowing they would surely die, they still charged forward relentlessly.

He nodded slowly: "You're right, sword cultivators are indeed different from ordinary cultivators."

Those who cultivate the sword value the sword heart most highly. If the sword heart is tainted, no matter how gifted one is, they will ultimately find it difficult to achieve greatness!

Upon hearing that pure male voice, Lu Qinghan instantly understood everything.

One body, two souls.

It must be said that Helian Shiyue was indeed lucky.

He didn't ask about Youxuan's identity, because it was unnecessary.

Although he didn't appear to be seriously injured, his internal organs were actually damaged.

Although it hasn't reached the point of exhaustion yet, it's not far off.

"Oh……"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Lu Qinghan laughed wildly, his laughter echoing through the clouds for a long time.

Youxuan frowned: "What are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at the injustice of Heaven! Why should someone who betrays his master and ancestors have such good fortune?!"

I laughed at the fact that the mighty Jiuhua Sword Sect would decline because of a piece of trash who was destined to die but did not!

I laugh at myself, the mighty Weiyang Sword Body, who has cultivated for a thousand years, only to end up being inferior to a 'dead man'!

How ridiculous! How utterly ridiculous!

Oh, vast heavens, how cruel you have been to me!

Lu Qinghan roared to the sky, angrily denouncing the injustice of the heavens.

Thunder roared in the sky, as if issuing a warning!

But Lu Qinghan didn't care at all and continued to smile menacingly.

Youxuan sensed Helian Shiyue's commotion, frowned, and said coldly:

"You're wrong about one thing. The Nine Hua Sword Sect won't decline; it will only... perish!"

To be able to fight me for so long, your Unending Sword Body is indeed extraordinary!

That's all!

The Six Paths of Evil Lords!

rise!"

boom!

In an instant, the sky hummed, and a thousand-foot-tall evil lord's Dharma form, with three heads and six arms, manifested!

A terrifying pressure swept across the entire world.

The surrounding space was distorted as if it were about to shatter at any moment, and even the heavy rain in this area stopped.

Looking up at the thousand-foot-tall evil lord's image suspended in the air.

There was not a trace of fear in his eyes.

"You are strong, and I am no match for you, but the Nine Hua Sword Sect's millennia-old foundation must not be destroyed in my hands!"

At this point, a resolute glint flashed in Lu Qinghan's eyes!

"Not good! This guy is going to self-destruct!" Youxuan realized Lu Qinghan's intention, waved his hand, and the Evil Lord Image smashed towards Lu Qinghan, while he himself tried to escape.

However, Lu Qinghan had already made thorough preparations in order to protect the Jiuhua Sword Sect.

"Hahaha! Too late! The Falling Dust Trapping God Formation!"

rise--!"

In an instant, the cage woven from sixteen star chains trapped the two of them in a space no bigger than a basketball court!

"A fourth-tier superior-grade Dust-Trapping God Formation! How is this possible!"

How could such a high-level formation exist in the South China Sea Immortal Continent?!

Youxuan desperately bombarded the Star Chains, but to no avail.

Even at his peak, it would have taken him quite a while to break this formation, let alone now!

He had considered Lu Qinghan's self-destruction when he arrived, but with his speed, escaping wouldn't be difficult.

That's why he dared to come.

He racked his brains but could never have imagined that the already declining Jiuhua Sword Sect would still have such a formation.

Seeing Lu Qinghan's smirking face, Youxuan regretted it.

"Fellow Daoist, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding!"

I have no grudge against you; it's all Helian Shiyue's fault! It's all because of this damned woman!

Don't act impulsively! Don't act impulsively!

Nobody is unafraid of death!

Having died once, Yugen is even more afraid of death!

The power of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator's self-destruction would be enough to blast even a peak Nascent Soul cultivator to smithereens!

How could he possibly stop it?