Remould the Glory of Sword Art

This was an incomparably tragic scene.

A mushroom cloud rose into the sky above Outer Wall Ridge.

Broken Buddha Cliff was shrouded in a world‑engulfing tide of lotus fire.

Chi Fu Dragon Lord poured all of his power into the [Lotus Fire Shield], then ignited it.

This was the only "way to break the impasse" he could think of.

To sacrifice a Supreme Treasure of the Heavenly Phoenix Palace.

In exchange for grievously wounding Lu Yuzhen and Xie Xuanyi.

In truth.

Whether those two were heavily wounded or not no longer mattered to Chi Fu Dragon Lord; what he truly wanted to trade for was Jiang Huang’s escape...

As long as the enclosing net of Paper Snow over this heaven and earth was destroyed.

Then Jiang Huang could directly send out a Communication Order.

He believed that within a few dozen breaths, the Great Palace Master would descend through the [Star Gate], and everything that followed would be under the Heavenly Phoenix Palace’s control.

At the moment the [Lotus Fire Shield] exploded.

The world seemed to fall into Stagnation.

"..."

Jiang Huang did not betray Chi Fu Dragon Lord’s good intentions.

She cast a deep look at Chi Fu, then did not hesitate; her body turned into a long rainbow, crashing toward the direction far away from Broken Buddha Cliff!

This was her one and only chance to escape.

On the other side.

Jinli quietly drew his sword, blocking in front of Cheng Er.

The ones who reacted the fastest, of course, were not these two.

"Hmph."

Standing atop the Heavenly Peak, Lu Yuzhen gave a cold snort, within which was mixed a rather displeased anger.

Faced with Chi Fu’s life‑betting strike.

He did not choose to retreat, but instead took the initiative to step forward, lightly taking a single step.

Lord Lu made an incomparably simple movement.

He shrugged his shoulder.

That blood‑stained, snow‑white cloak detached from Lu Yuzhen’s shoulders, drifting toward the highest point of the Sky Vault, turning into a vast, boundless, chaotic mantle. That cloak contained endless, towering Paper Snow, as if it wanted to bury the entire world...

This was in fact an even more shocking sight than the self‑detonation of the [Lotus Fire Shield].

Chi Fu Dragon Lord stared blankly at this scene, despair flashing through his eyes.

The strike he had unleashed at the cost of his life, burning everything, was completely and utterly suppressed by Lu Yuzhen’s cloak.

This mushroom cloud rising above Broken Buddha Cliff would not be seen by anyone outside.

Lu Yuzhen had locked down this Territory.

Of course...

He had paid a price as well.

At the moment he flung out the cloak, most of his body stepped into the "present."

In just an instant, the vast Thunder Power imposed by the Heavenly Dao pierced through his flesh.

This strike was exceedingly heavy.

Bearing the immense force of the Great Tribulation, Lu Yuzhen could not help letting out a muffled groan of pain.

This was the second time he had forcibly interfered with the Cause and Effect of the "present" world.

But to him, since he had chosen to show himself, he had already prepared to withstand the heavenly tribulation head‑on.

He only cast a glance at the [Lotus Fire Shield], then withdrew his gaze.

Lu Yuzhen knew.

What was truly fatal today... was not the heavenly thunder tribulation.

It was Xie Xuanyi’s Flying Sword.

As expected...

At the instant Lu Yuzhen flung out the cloak, shifted his position, and once again stepped into the River of Destiny of the "present," another strand of Sword Qi pierced through the void and arrived.

Xie Xuanyi, expressionless, sent out his third sword. This sword was even more ruthless and resolute than the first two.

Ao Ying watched this scene with a complicated look.

Today, this Broken Buddha Cliff...

Could truly be called a battlefield of Immortals.

The Paperman Sect was bent on suppressing the Heavenly Phoenix Palace.

Xie Xuanyi, heedless of all else, wanted to kill Lu Yuzhen.

...

...

No one knew how much time had passed.

This heaven and earth withdrew from the extreme clamor and scorching heat, growing quiet, growing Silent Annihilation.

Countless lights and flames fluttered down, like withering flowers.

The blazing radiance of the [Lotus Fire Shield] was being suppressed bit by bit by the Paper Snow Cloak.

The world gradually shifted from crimson.

It turned dim, it turned pitch‑black.

"..."

Jiang Huang stopped in despair at the far edge of Broken Buddha Cliff.

No shattered, fragmented void appeared before her.

Chi Fu Dragon Lord’s plan had completely failed.

This grand explosion that used life as its offering was forcibly suppressed by Lu Yuzhen; not even a single instant of opening appeared. Jiang Huang’s face was pale, and she did not dare turn back to look behind her. She had been clutching the [Heavenly Phoenix Order] in her hand the whole time; even if her escape failed, it didn’t matter, as long as there was an instant, a single chance to send out her Divine Thought...

Then everything would still have a chance.

Jinli withdrew his Sword Qi. He narrowed his eyes, staring at the Paper Snow that still veiled the Sky Vault.

"It’s over... is it?"

Cheng Er was a little dazed.

Broken Buddha Cliff was far too silent.

She raised her head and saw a crimson figure slowly falling from the firmament, emanating Death Qi black as charcoal.

Chi Fu Dragon Lord.

This Great Venerable of the Heavenly Phoenix Palace, having burned everything, crashed heavily into the ground.

Chi Fu was not dead, but it was no different from death... He had only a last, feeble breath left, lying at the bottom of the deep pit, on his back, staring up at the boundless Paper Snow Cloak on the Heavenly Peak, his gaze even more despairing than Jiang Huang’s. When he had prepared to wager his life to break this Paper Snow, the other side had flung out the cloak, declaring the outcome of this battle in advance.

He had burned over ninety percent of his Primordial Fire.

Now, only a small wisp remained.

It was not that he was unwilling to burn it, but that he knew it would be meaningless...

The [Lotus Fire Shield], covered in dense cracks, slowly descended, landing on Chi Fu Dragon Lord’s chest. This Supreme Treasure was fractured beyond recognition, and like Chi Fu Dragon Lord, it had already begun its final countdown.

滴答.

滴答.

In heaven and earth there came the sound of raindrops falling.

"Is this... blood?"

Cheng Er started, then reached out her palm, catching the golden‑brilliant fresh blood.

Yes, this was not rain, but blood.

Blood was coming from the sky.

Blood was coming... from Lord Lu’s body.

The Paperman Daoist Master standing at the Heavenly Peak, without the cloak upon him, appeared thin, gaunt, and at this moment faintly even exuded a trace of... loneliness... bleakness...

Large amounts of golden‑brilliant fresh blood slid from the fingertips of his right hand.

Just now, Xie Xuanyi had quite unfairly sent out his third sword.

And Lu Yuzhen had been unable to withstand it.

"You’re even more fragile than I imagined..."

The young Sword Cultivator in black, seated in a wheelchair, tilted his head up, mocking as he asked, "Are you made of paper?"

In Cheng Er’s ears, this really was a not‑funny joke.

Because the Dao of the Daoist Master...

Was indeed related to "paper."

"..."

Lu Yuzhen tightly clutched that powerless, dangling arm.

His face had gone pale from excessive blood loss, but even so, no anger appeared in Lu Yuzhen’s eyes.

Xie Xuanyi’s third sword had gone very smoothly.

The damage caused by this sword was far greater than that of the second.

This sword had smashed through Lu Yuzhen’s right arm like rotten wood, pulverizing most of the limb; flesh and blood were a mangled mess. A massive amount of Annihilation Sword Qi wandered through his muscles and bones, and up on the Heavenly Peak a great deal of pale Paper Snow fluttered, with thin strands of pitch‑black Sword Qi reverberating.

Lu Yuzhen had been forcibly knocked back half a body length.

He was almost about to completely withdraw from the River of Destiny of this "present."

The figure shrouded in Paper Snow flickered uncertainly, light and shadows alternating.

"Xie Xuanyi, you really chill my heart."

Lu Yuzhen sighed softly and, feigning sorrow, chided, "I went to such pains to block this [Lotus Fire Shield]... We’re at least old acquaintances reunited; do you really want me dead that badly?"