bookcurios Chapter 131 The Array Diagram Shatters, the Immortal Sword is Severely Damaged
Chapter 131 The Array Diagram Shatters, the Immortal Sword is Severely Damaged
Beneath the heavens, the battlefield of the gods resembled a post-apocalyptic purgatory.
Blood filled the air, and sword energy soared into the sky.
Once the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation was unleashed, surging sword energy swept across the land, tearing apart and shattering the protective divine light of the gods as easily as paper.
Several powerful figures were instantly decapitated, their souls and bodies annihilated. Before their screams could even escape, they vanished into the endless void.
However... the good times didn't last long.
Even though this number one killing formation of the Heavenly Dao is overwhelming, the power it contains will eventually be exhausted.
Just as the light of the immortal sword was gradually dimming, a sudden change occurred.
On the day of Wu, thousands upon thousands of black goat calves appeared as if they had teleported from the abyss of darkness, instantly appearing within the array.
That extremely sinister aura instantly permeated the battlefield of the gods.
The cubs' black bean-like eyes gleamed with madness and greed, and every now and then, they would swarm towards the four swords of the Immortal Executioner, which were positioned in the four directions.
Upon seeing this, the eyes of the Primordial Celestial Venerable, who was positioned at the center of the sword formation, suddenly narrowed. He then frantically poured the last of his immortal power into the compass in his hand.
However, after a great battle, the Celestial Venerable had less than one-tenth of his remaining immortal power, until it was completely exhausted.
The circular compass in his hand suddenly shattered, turning into a streak of starlight that disappeared into the distance.
Without the support of the array diagram, the Four Immortal Swords gradually broke free from the control of the Primordial Celestial Lord, while the black goat cub seemed to have seen some kind of tonic and began to frantically gnaw on the four immortal swords.
Gradually, the four immortal swords that had once changed the color of the world and exuded overwhelming coldness lost their luster, becoming like four discarded pieces of ordinary iron, devoid of any divine charm.
Just as this world was about to be plunged into endless darkness.
A six-winged angel radiating dazzling golden light suddenly descended, tearing open a rift in space and time.
He was tall and imposing, with snow-white feathers on his back, each feather flowing with golden holy flames, like a judge from heaven.
The angel's face was cold and stern, his eyes filled with both compassion and determination as he gazed upon the devastated battlefield.
The golden flames of mercy rose from Wu's body and quickly spread across the entire battlefield.
The golden light grew ever brighter, gradually burning away the darkness that had spread across the battlefield.
The blinding light made Li Jie involuntarily close his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, he was back in the tunnel beneath the ice field.
Is this... Xian'er's memory?
Li Jie lay in the cave, rubbing his throbbing forehead. The dazzling golden light had burned his eyes, and upon closer inspection, it seemed as if blood was rising from his eyes.
It seems that Xian'er wanted to tell him the story that happened before in this way.
So, that means... it wasn't Commander Ye's idea to send him to the four border regions of Great Xia for training.
Rather, it was... the arrangement of the Primordial Celestial Venerable.
The war of gods a hundred years ago...it was truly terrifying.
The last angel to appear should be Michael, the King of Angels...
But... why was there no follow-up...?
Still somewhat confused, Li Jie shook his head helplessly.
He hadn't cultivated his mental strength, so receiving so much information all at once was quite overwhelming.
After a long pause, Li Jie finally put aside those memories and began to think about the present situation.
The North...
Beneath the icy plains...
That should be it...
Guided by Xian'er, this glacier should be the place where the Immortal Sword, located in the north, is nurtured.
So this is what they call a stroke of luck.
Pulling himself out of his thoughts, Li Jie rubbed his sore eyes and sat up to examine the 'cave dwelling' that Xian'er had created for him.
"I remember... there wasn't this hole before..."
When he reached out and touched the ancient glacier.
But he felt a familiar sword energy fluctuation coming from his hand.
Then his face fell, and he muttered helplessly.
"So she was worried I'd take up too much space, so she specially carved out a bed for me to rest on?"
"But where is she?"
He took two small steps, stood up, and searched for the Immortal Execution Sword in the passageway, only to find that beneath the glacier, there was nothing but an endless expanse of ice-blue.
Having no other choice, he could only continue walking into the tunnel.
Every now and then, two beams of light, one white and one blue, would appear from the end of the passage.
As Li Jie stepped out of the passageway, his view suddenly opened up.
Above them, a layer of deep blue ice resembled a giant crystal dome, radiating a mysterious glow.
Beneath the ice surface lies a small world of its own, with four massive ice pillars intricately carved with dragon patterns standing in the four directions.
There is also an underground river about ten meters wide flowing slowly.
In the center of the ice palace, a circular altar with a diameter of several tens of meters sits.
In the center of the altar, two stunningly beautiful women with similar appearances were sitting hand in hand, chatting about something.
Behind them, two long swords, one white and one blue, exuding an ancient aura, floated in mid-air, emitting a mysterious light.
Upon seeing Li Jie appear at the entrance, Xian'er covered her mouth and smiled, then whispered in the blue-clad fairy's ear.
"Xiao Jue, look, isn't he a bit slow-witted?"
It's no wonder Xian'er made such a comment; Li Jie does look rather disheveled now.
After traveling for three days through the snow and ice, he finally found the entrance to the glacier. Before he could even rest properly, Xian'er used a 'Great Memory Restoration Technique' on him.
At this moment, his face was deathly pale, his eyes were bloodshot, and even his hair was a mess.
Upon hearing this, the fairy known as Xiao Jue covered her mouth and chuckled softly, her expression indescribably charming.
"Sister, your description is quite vivid, but... why does he have such a familiar aura about him?"
“It’s normal,” Xian’er replied when she heard Xiao Jue’s question.
"Because he pursues the path of cultivation, and..."
"He also completely absorbed the world's essence stored within the Nuwa Stone in my blessed land..."
"He absorbed the power of the Nuwa Stone?"
"He's still alive? He's not a god, yet he can withstand the power of those laws?"
"This is incredible..."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Jue looked somewhat surprised, and her gaze towards Li Jie held a different kind of charm, as if she were looking at a rare treasure.
Even so, he shouldn't be able to withstand your sword energy...
When Xiao Jue released her divine sense in an attempt to probe Li Jie's aura, a sword aura of the same origin as her blocked that wisp of divine sense from Li Jie's body.
"etc....."
"Could this be...?
Upon sensing this aura, Xiao Jue looked at Xian'er sitting next to her in disbelief.
"One body, one origin, a natal flying sword?"
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