Chapter 006: The Power of Destruction

How is it? Are we really going to do this together? Sikong Wufang's lips twitched slightly, revealing not only excitement but also fear.

Hehe... Hahaha! Sikong Wufang suddenly raised his voice, standing up forcefully. He lifted his hand, and a wisp of black ghostly light slipped from his grasp

He originally did not possess such high cultivation, nor was he so skilled in the art of wind manipulation; however, at this moment, he was truly the only one remaining in the air.

At this moment, Zhu Yuncong on the ground had already circled around the entire Lark Division several times, and no one paid attention to this young child. Yet, he still could not find the figure of Gu Tianming. He raised his head and looked up at the sky, which seemed to have turned into a blood-red expanse.

Before long, the two had reached deep into the woods. For some reason, under the guidance of Sikong Wufang, they seemed to be moving particularly quickly and had avoided many detours. The sun gradually sank in the west, casting a mottled golden hue across the forest. The source of this golden light was the blood-red sun on the western horizon, resembling a wound that had yet to scab over, and everything around them even carried a hint of a foul odor

Um... before the words were finished, Sikong Wufang had already clutched his chest and knelt down on one knee.

A hoarse explosion was followed by the dull thud of the body hitting the ground

A metallic clang resounded, and the Sword of Destruction fell between the two, firmly embedded in the ground

In the end, he still wanted to die together with his kin... Zhu Yun Cang thought to himself. Although he did not yet understand what reincarnation or destiny meant, at this moment, he felt a sense of relief, as if everything was somehow predestined.

Zhu Yun Cang had no other choice but to remain in this tribe, which resembled a hell on earth. What awaited him was only profound suffering, slow torment, and death. He could not bear it; after all, he was only ten years old. He was terrified, truly terrified—although he was also afraid of the inscrutable man in black, Sikong Wufang, being beside him was far better than being among that group of frenzied beasts.

Indeed, it is an extraordinary object; let me have a meeting with it! The Eastern figure transformed into a white rainbow, launching a sword strike towards Sikong Wufang. The sword's momentum was fierce, its light sharp, and its speed rivaled the wind

In the sky, almost everyone had been thrown out. Ling Yunzi was struck by the destructive force of the evil energy on his right shoulder, causing him to be violently propelled out and crash against the protruding rocks on a nearby hillside. Li Tianjin could not withstand the onslaught of the heat wave and fell from the sky, barely managing to grasp a broken branch jutting out from the cliff, thus escaping death. The two individuals who had just been caught in the fire and thunder net also fell back to the edge of the high cliff nearby, supporting themselves with their hands, seemingly gravely injured. Li Tianjin could not withstand the onslaught of the heat wave and fell from the sky, barely managing to grasp a broken branch jutting out from the cliff, thus escaping death. The two individuals who had just been caught in the fire and thunder net also fell back to the edge of the high cliff nearby, supporting themselves with their hands, seemingly gravely injured

At the edge of the cliff, Duanmu Yaoxian gave him a strange smile, and then leaped into the air

You have been injured by those ruthless Taoists and swordsmen. If I allow you to die here, would that not be aiding the wicked?" Zhu Yuncong held his head and said, "I... I don't know. My mind is very confused right now. I want to kill you, but... but I feel I shouldn't. Although you have done something wrong, I don't think the fault lies with you. In any case, you should not die!" He was almost at his wits' end, not understanding why he was so entangled in this matter, but it was indeed a problem he had never encountered before.

Crack!

Ling Yunzi seized the opportunity, and the Tianzhong Cloud Sword stood upright in the air. With one hand raised and two fingers extended, he formed a seal and chanted an incantation. Above the Nine Heavens, the clouds stirred slightly, and a bolt of thunder struck down upon the Tianzhong Cloud. Following this, he swung forward with great force, the sword light sharp and piercing, and the sound of thunder echoed incessantly.

They possess none of the noble character of a true ascetic; all that exists within them is an insatiable thirst for blood and malevolence

Little brother, I apologize!" The man in white, leading the charge, leaped forward with a sword.

Zhu Yun Cang dared not think too much, turned around and ran. The other two individuals in white, perhaps fearing the sword attendant Kong Wu Fang in the air, momentarily did not dare to pursue.

However, this is merely the prelude to the storm

Zhu Yuncong then discovered that the man before him was covered in numerous wounds, with several knife cuts so deep that bone was visible. A large amount of blood was continuously flowing out of his body, and he was trembling all over, as if an invisible force was drawing the last breath of life from his being.

Since you, Tu Shuer and others, have gone to great lengths for this, I shall give you an opportunity!" Sikong Wufang suddenly flicked his hand, transforming the Sword of Desolation into a mass of black light, soaring into the sky, while he himself leapt down, landing right in front of Zhu Yuncong

Why has it come to this? Why? Zhu Yuncang sat on the ground, his expression vacant

Zhu Yun Cang did not have the ability to evade these swordsmen's lethal moves; he could only close his eyes and await death. These individuals were far superior to that cursed eagle.

You... you beast! Dongfang Xiao's hand trembled incessantly, on the verge of falling at any moment. At this moment, he was already gravely injured and had no strength left to use the Wind Control technique.

Brilliant light dances wildly, and the air flows swiftly

"Niu Bizi, Huo Guai, what are you two doing?!" Dongfang laughed and scolded. He and Duanmu Yaoxian were also within this Fire Thunder Net, but Ling Yunzi and Li Tianjin seemed to have no intention of letting them escape.

Zhu Yun Cang has lost the mood to continue feeling sorrowful, and turns around to run wildly.

In an instant, a blinding light and a deafening sound erupted between the two sword-wielders, sending dust and stones flying, with dry sand swirling into the air. Dongfang Xiao retreated several paces in haste; had it not been for his formidable qi manipulation skills, he might have already fallen to the ground. On the other side, Sikong Wufang flipped backward to regain his footing, his expression also somewhat grim.

"You are injured!" Zhu Yuncong, who had been following closely behind, hurriedly rushed to the front of Sikong Wufang and said

Ling Yunzi glanced at Li Tianjin beside him, who slightly curled the corners of his mouth, seemingly in agreement with the other's proposal. Duanmu Yaoxian maintained an expression of indifference, yet a hint of ambiguous light flickered in his eyes. He quietly drew out the magical artifact, the Yan Emperor Shennong Jade Purification Bottle, from behind him, while his other hand glowed with a dark green light, clearly indicating that the art of poison refining had already been activated.

At this moment, the leaders of the four major sects are entangled in battle with Sikong Wufang, as various beams of light, imbued with a chilling murderous intent, intertwine, collide, and converge in the air

"No problem!" Sikong Wufang waved his hand and said, "I won't die."

Sikong Wufang had no intention of evading, perhaps he also lacked the ability to avoid this sudden sword strike

Despicable, how could https://www.hetushu.com launch a sneak attack!" Sikong Wufang exclaimed in anger

Among the leaders of the four major sects, the one who is most severely injured is Ling Yunzi. However, upon seeing the shadow of the Destruction Sword floating in the sky for a moment, his eyes once again sparkled with light. He thought to himself: "Sikong Wufang is actually already gravely injured, but he is merely putting on a brave front and refusing to reveal it. His actions at this moment are nothing more than an attempt to take a step back, to relinquish the Destruction Sword in a manner that retains some dignity." Having contemplated this, he suppressed the pain in his chest and stepped forward once more, rising with the wind.

Ding! The ripples scattered across the lake resemble the sparse wild grass brushed by a gentle breeze, akin to a dragonfly lightly touching the still waters. One end of the rusted sword collides with the shattered blade, as if even time has come to a standstill; in that moment, everything becomes silent

However, due to Sikong Wufang's distraction, Dongfang Xiao had already pierced his left arm with a sword, and a mist of blood spread through the air

The leaders of the four major sects no longer had the strength to respond to his words, let alone refute them

Sikong Wufang suddenly found it quite amusing. Although it was not the time to mock others, he couldn't help but laugh out loud. At the same time, the sword formed a whirlwind, and the power of the Destruction Blade awakened even more in his hands. As a sword servant, he could be said to have gained half of the recognition of the Evil Sword of Destruction. However, he was still a mortal, and his cultivation was not particularly profound. Under the strain, blood began to flow continuously from the corner of his mouth.

As Zhu Yun Cang stopped in his tracks and turned to look back, he found himself beside two houses, with several corpses lying on the ground next to them—his escape route had been completely sealed off.

"You two despicable scoundrels, if you wish to destroy the Sword of Mourning, you must first get past me!" Dongfang Xiao shouted loudly, drawing his sword and leaping into the air. However, just as he left the ground, he was suddenly struck hard on the back by a palm.

It seemed as if an additional sun had appeared in the sky, although in this gloomy weather, even this sun had taken on a shade of grayish black. Several deep purple streaks of lightning shot out from within the "sun," and the surrounding winds began to ignite. Then, with a crackling sound, it was as if even the vast void was fracturing in the midst of battle.

"Hehe, you can leave now without worrying about me," Sikong Wufang said, "Let us consider this matter settled."

Sikong Wufang narrowly evaded a sword strike, but suddenly, a ghostly claw emerged from the side. The joints were unusually large, the palm prints were strange, and the entire hand was a shade of green. It turned out that Duanmu Yaoxian had discovered that his treasured item, the Flame Emperor Shennong's Pure Jade Bottle, was completely ineffective against the sword attendant Sikong Wufang, who did not employ any Taoist techniques. He had already given up on using it and unleashed his poison-refining hands, launching an all-out attack on Sikong Wufang.

On the battlefield, one must not be distracted; do you not understand? The expression on Dongfang's smiling face bore the air of an invincible victor as he swung his sword once more

"Ling Yunzi, do not take advantage of others' misfortunes!" Not far away, the Master of the Refining Fire Sect, Li Tianjin, also refused to back down, stepping forward and reaching out towards the streak of dark sword light in the sky

Sikong Wufang ascended with his sword, thrusting backward. Duanmu Yaoxian recognized the danger and hurriedly withdrew to evade. However, at the same time, Li Tianjin had once again thrown out the Sacred Fire Qilin Eye, and the vast net-like Samadhi True Fire descended from the sky, seemingly intent on incinerating those within its grasp.

"You... although this matter arose because of you, I... I fear you, and moreover, I even wish to kill you..." Zhu Yun Cang said, trembling, "But, at this moment, you should not die. You saved me, so I owe you a life."

Only the Sima remains unrestrained, still suspended in the air, sword in hand, resembling an eagle atop the peak, looking down upon all living beings

"Nonsense, you are so severely injured! You are going to die; you cannot possibly defeat those four people," Zhu Yun Cang said anxiously. "Why did you save me? Why couldn't you just take your sword and run away yourself?"

Hmph. Sikong Wufang coldly smiled and walked directly towards the exit of the Lark Department: "If you truly cannot find the person or thing you are looking for, I advise you not to search any further"

On the ground, Sikong Wufang revealed a hint of disdain in his eyes and uttered a single word to Zhu Yuncang: "Leave!"

On the ground, Zhu Yuncong, who had narrowly escaped disaster, was stunned to witness all of this

Hehe, a group of mediocre individuals, each harboring ulterior motives, even on the battlefield, they do not understand the spirit of unity against a common enemy, still scheming against one another! The people you brought have already been fighting to the death on the ground, yet you few still engage in intrigue in the sky. Sikong Wufang laughed and said, "You truly are the most pitiful and laughable group in this world"

With a loud roar, Sikong Wufang leaped into the air and struck fiercely at the center of the Fire Thunder Net.

The net formed by the combination of thunder and the true fire of Samadhi continues to shrink

"Run, you little rascal!" In mid-air, Sikong Wufang shouted loudly. The man in white before Zhu Yuncong had already been slain by the sword energy, collapsing to the ground. Amidst the chaos of battle, Sikong Wufang unexpectedly intervened to help Zhu Yuncong clear a path.

The two individuals did not speak, but swiftly leaped forward, quickly positioning themselves in front of Zhu Yuncong.

Oh! With a stumble, Dongfang Xiao unexpectedly fell from the cliff, using all his strength to grasp the rocks on the edge of the cliff.

Zhu Yun Cang stared blankly at the man in black before him. With his ten-year-old mind, he truly could not comprehend the actions of this man: "You... you don't want that sword anymore..."

The master has issued an order: leave no one behind! A man leading with the character '!' drew his long sword and charged directly at Zhu Yuncong.

You two despicable scoundrels! Even Duanmu Yaoxian could not help but grit his teeth

That sword... Zhu Yun Cang could no longer contain himself and was just about to open his mouth to ask a question

"You are quite strange, my friend. Am I not the instigator of this matter? Am I not your enemy? Why do you speak in such a manner?" Sikong Wufang struggled to lift his head and looked at Zhu Yuncong

Among experts, often the simplest and most direct exchange can determine the outcome

This young man may not possess deep cultivation, but his destructive power is indeed overwhelmingly strong. "Why not combine the strength of the four of us to subdue him in one fell swoop, and then discuss further?" said Dongfang Xiao, gently wiping the rusted sword with his white robe.

Look, there are still people over there, a child! Suddenly, the silence of the ground was shattered, and Zhu Yuncong's bewildered contemplation was interrupted, his thoughts completely pulled back to reality. He stood up and saw several young men in white robes carrying swords, their bodies smeared with blood, with scars on their arms and legs, their faces filled with murderous intent, and the tips of their swords already stained dark red

You all go and surround him!" commanded the leading man in white as he ran.