mtl008 Chapter 2324 - 2323: Demon Sword Xuanyuan
Chapter 2324 - 2323: Demon Sword Xuanyuan
This is a sword, three feet three inches long, and three inches three inches wide.
It is made of bronze, but stained with crimson blood.
On it are carved ancient inscriptions of flowers, birds, fish, and insects, Taihua, and Taiyin, floating in the gloomy and cold universe like a beast opening its blood-red mouth, revealing rows of sharp teeth.
The Golden Dragon Celestial Venerable, with the broadest knowledge, spoke with a slight tremor in his voice, "This, is this the legendary sword?"
Wang Xiaoya was quite surprised, smiling with curiosity, "Not bad! Elder, you are quite knowledgeable. My husband obtained this sword, and only used it once, which you all should have known by now. It was just one swing, killing eleven Nascent Soul stage cultivators and effortlessly wiping out thousands of loose cultivators."
The Yellow Skin Celestial Venerable’s beady eyes darted around, snorted at the sword, and said, "Your man is truly bold. Rumor has it that this sword is tainted with the blood of the Demon Emperor and eventually turned from the Human Emperor Sword into a Demon Sword. How dare your husband unleash such a thing upon the world?"
Wang Xiaoya nodded in acknowledgement, "Indeed, the elder is absolutely right. This sword is indeed the legendary Xuanyuan Sword, and it is indeed tainted with the blood of the Demon Emperor Chi You.
Afterward, when Emperor Xuanyuan ascended to the Immortal Realm, this sword, for lack of a master, was sealed by a later Human Emperor."
Now the five clans of the Great Tang Empire—the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, Black Tortoise, and Kylin—are the descendants of the Five Divine Beasts that once sealed this sword."
The doubts within the Eight Celestial Venerables were finally dispelled by Wang Xiaoya.
The reappearance of the Xuanyuan Sword is indeed an event that could shake the Netherworld to its core.
Initially, everyone just speculated, unable to confirm.
After today, this event would undoubtedly spread across the Cultivation World of the Netherworld.
Back then, Human Emperor Xuanyuan used this sword to establish an eternal legacy for the Human Race, striking terror into the myriad clans, ensuring that they would never again dare to treat the Human Race as easy prey, to bully and massacre at will.
This sword is also imbued with the Power of Faith of billions of humans throughout history, making it a sword of the Human Race’s fortune.
To say the least, once this sword appears, even True Immortals have to step back.
The hearts of the Eight Celestial Venerables were pounding, for they had no idea that Long Fei would directly reveal this thing, which meant he was ready to confront them.
Wang Xiaoya looked at them, smiling as she said, "What are you all still doing standing around? If you want to settle scores, settle them now. If you want to get angry, get angry now. I’m very busy and don’t have time to chat with you."
She tilted her small head, with a playful and teasing smile, adding to the Eight Celestial Venerables, "My husband said that now is a time of calamity. Only by killing can we stop the killing and survive this calamity. Everyone is in the calamity; it’s just that some can get through it, while others cannot escape it.
Before you make a move, you’d better think carefully. My husband said that whoever makes a move today will have it marked down. When he comes out of seclusion, he will repay it one by one. By then, he will make the sky darken and land barren."
The old face of the Eight Celestial Venerables darkened, not expecting that after living so many years, they would be threatened by a little girl.
The Nine-Headed Celestial Venerable, with his fiery temperament, roared first, "Little girl, do you think with just these few words, you can scare us away? Let me tell you, I’m afraid of no one."
He raised his hand and was the first to make a move.
A long golden Coiling Dragon Staff was summoned by him, charging violently towards Wang Xiaoya.
Wang Xiaoya, outwardly tough, was actually uncertain inside.
She had never used this Xuanyuan Sword and didn’t know exactly how powerful it was.
She only heard Long Fei mention it, feeling that this thing should be extraordinary.
An image of the Chaos Green Lotus appeared above her head, first to protect herself, then she raised the sword and casually slashed at the incoming Golden Coiling Dragon Staff.
The movement was not fast, the strength not great, as if a woman scattering flowers.
This Xuanyuan Sword looked plain and unremarkable, without any sword qi emitting, just ordinarily colliding with the overwhelmingly powerful Golden Coiling Dragon Staff.
All eight Celestial Venerables widened their eyes; the Nine-Headed Celestial Venerable, initially apprehensive, saw the Xuanyuan Sword’s unimpressive power and couldn’t help but burst into laughter, "Is this thing a fake?"
Before the words fell, a sudden boom resounded.
All the force of the Golden Coiling Dragon Staff striking the Xuanyuan Sword seemed to be completely returned by this Xuanyuan Sword, tracing a golden arc in the air, and furiously striking back at the Nine-Headed Celestial Venerable.
"Waa ya!"
The Nine-Headed Lion hastily conjured up a golden barrier around him, only to have his staff smash into it. A loud crash, and they all collided against the defensive city wall. The thousand-meter iron wall was instantly shattered into pieces.
"Huh?"
Wang Xiaoya was full of surprise; she clearly hadn’t exerted any force, so how did this sword unleash such astonishing power?
Could it be that this sword carries its own power?
The hearts of the other Celestial Venerables sank, no longer daring to underestimate this thing.
The Yellow Skin Celestial Venerable was the second to make a move, throwing a yellow cloth inlaid with various gems towards Wang Xiaoya.
Excited inside, he thought to himself, with even the heavens on his side, giving him such a heaven-defying magical treasure.
He knew Wang Xiaoya couldn’t wield this thing. If not now, when would he seize this magical treasure?
This yellow cloth was the Yellow Skin Celestial Venerable’s secret weapon, the Qiankun Qi Primeval Cassock.
This item was a Buddhist Sect’s sacred relic that he obtained by chance.
No matter what magical treasure, with this cloth wrapping it, all could be taken.
Being at the Celestial Venerate Realm, his speed was incredible.
As soon as the yellow cloth flashed, Wang Xiaoya had no time to react and the Xuanyuan Sword was already wrapped inside and taken away.
"My sword!"
Wang Xiaoya cried out in shock, watching the Xuanyuan Sword slip from her hand.
"Now it’s my sword!"
The Yellow Skin Celestial Venerable laughed triumphantly, intending to draw the yellow cloth towards him, only to see it suddenly swell as if a ball were inflating.
The Celestial Venerables saw things going awry and quickly retreated.
The Yellow Skin Celestial Venerable shouted repeatedly, "My magical treasure, my cassock! Quick, stop it!"
The thing swelled larger and larger, soon the size of a hot air balloon.
The Yellow Skin Celestial Venerable lost control of the magical treasure, and with a sudden boom, the Qiankun Qi Primeval Cassock exploded.
The enormous force blasted the Yellow Skin Celestial Venerable away.
The Xuanyuan Sword burst through a blood-red light from inside, shooting back into Wang Xiaoya’s hand.
Taking a huge risk, the Yellow Skin Celestial Venerable managed to collect all the remnants of the cassock.
He suffered internal injuries from the explosion and spat out a mouthful of blood.
With renewed confidence, Wang Xiaoya smiled triumphantly, "Come on! All of you come together and let me practice my swordsmanship properly today!"
Not long after, two out of the eight Celestial Venerables were injured by this sword.
The other Celestial Venerables initially considered claiming this thing for themselves, but now they quietly contemplated their clansmen.
Long Fei’s reputation for killing was well-known in the Great Tang Empire.
A certain Wu Chengzong, even though he was the Empress Dowager’s nephew, just flirted slightly with his wife and Long Fei wiped out his entire household, sparing not even the elderly, women, and children.
Their minds raced, pondering whether their reputation or their clan’s lives were more important!
Only the Nine-Headed Lion and Huang Pizi, having suffered greatly, charged forward, shouting, "All together, if not now, when!"