Remould the Glory of Sword Art

Lu Yuzhen’s blood fell from the clouds.

Perhaps due to the half-manifestation, the falling blood seemed ethereal and unreal.

The flying sword hummed!

Chen Ke erupted with incredible power.

Lu Yuzhen raised an eyebrow, trying to grasp it tightly, but the next moment, a golden brilliance roared, and he clenched his palm, capturing nothing but the scorching pain in his palm.

"..."

Lu Yuzhen narrowed his eyes, silently observing his palm, not showing any anger in the face of such a sword strike.

Only Cheng Er couldn’t hold back.

"Xie Xuanyi!"

The woman in the cyan dress angrily said, "Is this what you call ’drawing a sword’?"

Her heart was filled with anger, but there was also a hint of relief.

This Xie indeed still had the strength to draw his sword.

If she had chosen to act in the ancient temple, the sword that severely injured the Chi Fu Dragon Lord, and the one that wounded the Daoist Master, would have landed directly on her head...

Without a doubt, she would have died.

No Yin God Realm practitioner in this world could withstand such a sword.

Cheng Er simply couldn’t believe it.

The Xie Xuanyi, who appeared as if his breath could fade any moment in the temple, actually had the strength to continuously draw his sword and even had the "mood" to ambush the Daoist Master!

The Daoist Master was injured this time.

She had to bear a great responsibility.

"I said, I would draw my sword."

Xie Xuanyi sat in the wheelchair, pushed by Ao Ying, slowly leaving the temple.

He still looked his weak self, with no pretense.

On his chest, the karmic fire burned brightly, conspicuously, almost glaringly so.

"And I did indeed draw my sword..."

Xie Xuanyi glanced at the fallen Chi Fu.

The sword he had drawn earlier had already heavily injured Chi Fu.

This Great Venerable of the Heavenly Phoenix Palace was currently in a condition worse than his own on the wheelchair, with only one move left to turn the tide, which was a fight to death.

He and Cheng Er were never equals.

If the negotiations in the ancient temple truly counted as a kind of promise.

Then Xie Xuanyi had perfectly fulfilled his promise.

Cheng Er showed sincerity.

Hence, Xie Xuanyi willingly lent a sword.

But no one ever stipulated what Xie Xuanyi should do after this sword.

He could certainly deliver a second sword, and he could definitely aim that second sword at the Daoist Master...

"You... despicable..."

Cheng Er, rendered speechless, could only squeeze out those three words with difficulty.

"Heh..."

Xie Xuanyi shook his head, unable to suppress a chuckle.

Cheng Er was a treasure that had lived for many years.

A treasure that had lived many years, still remained a treasure, not a human.

The word despicable was powerless.

It only served to make one feel amused.

In today’s killing game, none of the participants could be called "noble."

Chi Fu Dragon Lord wished to use the Heavenly Phoenix Order to summon the Great Palace Master, but unfortunately, the void was already sealed.

Cheng Er attempted to kill Chi Fu through Xie’s hands, yet unforeseen changes in the plan resulted in a misstep.

As for Xie Xuanyi...

Xie Xuanyi was well aware his actions couldn’t be deemed "righteous" and yet he was arguably less despicable than the two before him, otherwise, he wouldn’t have ended up in such a state.

After all, he was the most miserable among the three.

"That sword was commendable."

Above the clouds.

Lu Yuzhen spoke.

His reaction sharply contrasted with Cheng Er’s. Though he was the victim of this sword, he showed no anger.

The Daoist Master opened his palm.

The wound cut by [Chen Ke] was unable to heal, a significant amount of Path of Destruction Intent transformed into dark clouds, continuously rising, even when attempting to use the Undying Spring Water Vapor, it couldn’t be expelled in a short time.

Thick black blood, as it dripped down, emitted alarming black smoke.

The destructive power of this Tao Realm...

It’s simply too great.

"Is that so?"

Xie Xuanyi lifted his head, speaking faintly, "It’s a pity I’ve been injured, otherwise this sword would have left a deeper mark on you."

"..."

Lu Yuzhen chuckled silently.

He carried himself with poise, calm, and collected.

Traversing between the past and present two Rivers of Destiny, Lu Yuzhen endured the washing of numerous heavenly tribulations, constantly facing calamity, continuously suffering, such times called for decisiveness, avoiding idle talk.

But he chose to defy that.

The Paperman Daoist Master perched on the clouds cared little for the flying sword wound, for the slicing thunder tribulations.

He hadn’t fully manifested, nor did he completely retreat.

Maintaining a state of "half."

Lu Yuzhen slowly shifted his gaze, ultimately landing on the chest of Xie Xuanyi.

"With karmic fire planted by the Great Palace Master, in such a condition, you’re still able to deliver a sword like that..."

He sighed with emotion, earnestly asking, "How did you manage it?"

"It’s just drawing a sword."

Xie Xuanyi lightly laughed, "Is that so hard?"

He spoke casually.

But the truth was otherwise.

After continuous contemplation, Xie Xuanyi seemingly touched upon an ineffable layer...

Within the temple, he watched serenely and indifferently the battle between Lu Yuzhen and Chi Fu.

The process was short, lasting only a few dozen breaths.

But at the very moment the [Lotus Fire Shield] shattered, Xie Xuanyi suddenly understood the reason why [Primordial Holy Technique] could block the pain from the karmic fire.

With a focused mind, having but a single thought.

Thus achieving a state of "self-forgetfulness."

To a Sword Cultivator, drawing the sword is an utterly simple action...

Such shouldn’t be interrupted by [Karmic Fire].

Thus.

At the moment the [Lotus Fire Shield] shattered, Xie Xuanyi sent out a wisp of Sword Qi, which wasn’t disrupted, nor broken, but rather smoothly traversed by, carrying the [Path of Destruction Intent], crossing the [Lotus Fire Shield] with precision, piercing through Chi Fu Dragon Lord’s heart.

It appeared to be quite a simple task.

But in today’s world, only Xie Xuanyi could achieve it.

Seeing karmic fire as nothing.

No pain, no distraction, no heart, no self.

And so...

In such a state, Xie Xuanyi delivered the second sword. This sword was more successful than the first, because striking Lu Yuzhen was far more challenging than hitting Chi Fu Dragon Lord.

"Truly worthy of being Xie Xuanyi."

Lu Yuzhen praised with a smile, then spoke with deep meaning, "Just curious if you can muster a third sword."

Though standing atop the sky vault in the clouds, he was half-concealed.

In this posture, it appeared aloof, overlooking the world...yet there was already a hint of retreat and defense.

"My wounds are truly too grave, seeking to draw another sword is indeed difficult."

Xie Xuanyi sighed softly, then suddenly turned the conversation, smiling as he said, "But if you’d like to see, I don’t mind giving it a try... Although I can’t kill you, I can assure you, this sword, you won’t be able to dodge."

"..."

Lu Yuzhen’s smile slightly solidified.

He stared at the wisp of golden light suspended on Xie Xuanyi’s shoulder.

He knew.

Those words were not in jest.

Previously, Lu Yuzhen wasn’t undefended, unlike Chi Fu Dragon Lord, at the time of descent, the Daoist Master had already sensed the presence of "Xie Xuanyi."

Precisely due to this alertness, an evasive extreme action was taken.

But even so...

He still got hit and bled.

It could only be said, Xie Xuanyi’s rate of progress, and the sharpness of his flying sword strikes, far exceeded his imagination.

At present, the atmosphere at Broken Buddha Cliff turned subtle.

Although both Lu Yuzhen and Xie Xuanyi maintained an air of nonchalance.

Yet anyone with insight could see.

The states of these two aren’t favorable.