Chapter 140: The Beginning of the Extermination of the Immortals

In an instant, the entire Qingyun Mountain fell silent.

After the silence, a loud shout rang out: "Zhu Xian! It's Zhu Xian!!!"

An Elder of the Qingyun Sect roared hoarsely. The blood all over his body couldn't hide his excitement! As he staggered along, he shouted, "It's Zhu Xian! We, the Qingyun Sect ——, have won!!!"

The loud voice spread throughout Qingyun Mountain, as if proclaiming and determining the outcome of this great battle.

The people of the Demonic Sect were instantly stunned.

It was like a basin of cold water being poured over everyone's heads! They had been on the verge of attacking the Yuqing Hall, but at this crucial moment, unexpectedly, the Zhu Xian Ancient Sword had actually appeared!

There was unwillingness, anger, surprise, and disbelief!

How could it be possible! Daoxuan could actually use the Zhu Xian Ancient Sword!?

When did he reach the Grand Clear Realm?

The Ghost King, the Poison God, and Yu Yangzi all looked up in astonishment,gazing at the column of light in the distance!

Was that the invincible Zhu Xian Ancient Sword?

Was it really out in the world?

In the multicolored column of light, it seemed that something was stirring. Everyone held their breath.

Including Lin Xing.

He watched that place more cautiously than anyone else, even more than all the others combined.

He was looking at the place where Daoxuan was about to appear!

The moment the column of light shot into the sky, everyone felt that immense majesty, but only Lin Xing sensed something else!

It was a familiar feeling.

Killing, bloodlust, evil, desire, all kinds of intertwined negative emotions, though very faint, clearly entered Lin Xing's mind!

This was the feeling of the Asura. It was absolutely, one hundred percent, ten thousand percent correct!

It was a feeling that once experienced, could never be erased!

It was the Asura!!!

Suppressing his excited breathing, Lin Xing stared intently at the column of light in the distance without blinking. A huge mystery was about to be uncovered before Lin Xing's eyes!

"The residual thoughts of the Asura have always been board at the Zhu Xian Ancient Sword since the time of Patriarch Qingye." The memory fragments that Shuiyue had read echoed in Lin Xing's mind.

The Zhu Xian Ancient Sword, the hostile aura, the residual thoughts of the Asura, the Dragon Subduing Tripod!

And the Asura and the Celestial Emperor!

What on earth was going on!

The multicolored radiance gradually faded, and an old but vigorous figure slowly emerged in the sky. The Zhu Xian Ancient Sword in his hand was dazzlingly bright!

Lin Xing's heart suddenly skipped a beat!

It was as if they were connected by blood, as if it was a part of himself. Although the Zhu Xian Ancient Sword was held in Daoxuan's hand from a distance, Lin Xing felt that it was within reach!

Even, if there was no one else controlling it, with just a single thought, he could make it fly over!

Absolutely!

Lin Xing looked at the Zhu Xian Ancient Sword, examining it carefully.

The simple and unsophisticated sword body was pure white and flawless. An even more obvious aura of bloodthirsty killing emanated from the sword body!

This was a hostile aura that even the Dragon Subduing Tripod couldn't compare to! Having absorbed the residual thoughts of the Asura, Lin Xing was extremely sensitive to it!

Absolutely, it couldn't be wrong!

This was the feeling of the Asura!!!

Lin Xing's spiritual power slightly connected the inner and outer spaces. The Dragon Subduing Tripod in the Kaleidoscope Space suddenly flashed with a little red light, as if it was happy to meet a kindred spirit! The blood qi of the Dragon Subduing Tripod even leaked out uncontrollably.

"Behave yourself!" The Bloodthirsty Bead shouted impatiently. The Dragon Subduing Tripod suddenly stopped moving and lay in the space like an obedient doll.

Lin Xing was astonished. The Bloodthirsty Bead, which had evolved spiritual wisdom, could even suppress the Asura. It was amazing!

However, although the Dragon Subduing Tripod was now obedient, the red light on its surface was still much brighter than usual! There seemed to be some kind of resonance between it and the Zhu Xian Sword.

Letting go of his spiritual power, Lin Xing's gaze returned to the real world, and the feeling of the Zhu Xian Sword still hadn't disappeared.

That is to say, there was a great connection between the Zhu Xian Ancient Sword and the Asura.

Could it be that what was sealed in the Dragon Subduing Tripod wasn't the Asura?

!!!

Lin Xing suddenly thought of it!

The thing sealed in the Dragon Subduing Tripod couldn't even withstand the Zhu Xian Sword. How could it defeat the Celestial Emperor? Just the strength that the Celestial Emperor displayed in that one-twelfth of the ancient formation was far beyond Lin Xing's reach!

Could such a Celestial Emperor be defeated by that thing?

That was ridiculous!

Lin Xing felt that the matter between the Celestial Emperor and the Asura wasn't that simple. Zhou Yixian might know something about it. He would have to ask him next time he met him.

At this moment, Daoxuan, holding the Zhu Xian Sword, walked step by step in the sky. In the blink of an eye, he moved directly above the entrance of the Yuqing Hall. The people below had extremely Ugly expressions. Fine sword qi densely filled the sky. With the Zhu Xian Sword as the eye of the formation, the Zhu Xian Sword Formation, which absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth as an attack, was completed!

The fighting came to an end.

Lin Xing released his spiritual power. One meter, ten meters, a hundred meters... In the blink of an eye, the entire Qingyun Mountain was within his perception. Lin Xing observed the mysteries of the Zhu Xian Sword Formation bit by bit, searching for some insights.

"Daoxuan! When you were in Liubo Mountain, you deliberately controlled your sword, right? You created the illusion that you hadn't reached the Grand Clear Realm and deceived all of us!" The Poison God stared at Daoxuan without looking away.

"Evil being of the Demonic Sect, you still want to be sharp-tongued at this time!" Daoxuan gently shook his arm, looking a bit unnatural.

Despite his serious injury, when he controlled the Zhu Xian Sword, he only suffered a slight backlash. It was much, much lighter than he had expected! Could it be that the records of the previous Sect Leaders were wrong? Daoxuan felt very puzzled.

Coupled with the sudden tremble of the Zhu Xian Sword just now, as if it was about to break free from control, Daoxuan suddenly felt a bit worried!

"Old man Daoxuan, you despicable and shameless thing. Grandpa won't play with you anymore. Retreat!"

"Everyone, retreat quickly!"

"Run quickly!!"

Not long after the order was given, the Zhu Xian Sword Formation was activated. Thousands of sword qi shot straight down, and the fine sword qi in the air was still constantly condensing, wave after wave! The people of the Demonic Sect almost fell in a pool of blood as soon as they took a step forward.

The people of the Changsheng Hall in the innermost part suffered the heaviest casualties!

They cried out, wailed, some had broken legs, broken arms, or were covered in blood and flesh. They howled in pain, longing for a quick death, but they couldn't even move!

At this moment, the Zhu Xian Sword had become the most brutal killing weapon in the eyes of the people of the Demonic Sect!

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat quickly!!!"

"Retreat quickly!!!"

In the chaos, no one noticed that two figures appeared on a nearby mountain peak.

An old man held a green sword; a young woman was charming, intelligent, and lively.

It was Su Zhe and Su Lingfeng!

"Oh! Granddaughter, look. How could Daoxuan use the things of our Longyin to kill people? Won't the karma of this killing be counted on my head in the end?"

"You just want to take back the Zhu Xian Sword, don't you? Is it necessary to be like this?"

"Granddaughter, you underestimate me! The Zhu Xian Ancient Sword is like a nuclear bomb! Such a dangerous thing can't be left alone. I want to take it back for the sake of all living beings in the world! It's everyone's responsibility to maintain world peace, granddaughter!"

"... Nonsense!"

Su Zhe looked embarrassed. He felt that perhaps he and his granddaughter needed to have a good communication since they hadn't seen each other for a long time.

"Ahem, let's change the subject. Look, my dear disciple Lin Xing is ——"

"You didn't actually accept him as a disciple..."

"..." Su Zhe's old face turned even redder. He continued to whistle and looked around.

The Zhu Xian Sword in the field waved again. The last wave of intense sword qi shot out, and another group of lackeys of the Demonic Sect fell.

The last few disciples of the Demonic Sect rushed out of the gate of Qingyun Mountain, and all the people of the Demonic Sect retreated. The entire square was filled with endless mountains of corpses and seas of blood. The smell of blood filled the air, stimulating every nerve of people.

Daoxuan staggered and slowly descended from the sky. Looking at the corpses on the field, he looked so dejected that he seemed to have aged ten years.

In this battle, the Qingyun Sect had won, but also lost!

"Sect Leader!"

Several Chief Seats supported Daoxuan, looking pitiful and choking, not knowing what to say.

The mountain wind blew, and the scene was desolate.

Only the Zhu Xian Ancient Sword was trembling slightly, as if it was dancing happily. The tip of the sword, more than ten meters away from the ground, had a strange attraction, slowly gathering the surrounding blood towards the center...