novelraw Chapter 469 - 247, Sword Slashing the Three Great Demon Cultivator Daojuns_3
Chapter 469 - 247, Sword Slashing the Three Great Demon Cultivator Daojuns_3
He slowly said, "Fellow Daoist Buxu is someone Xu Xing can entrust with his life. He is the backbone of my Righteous Path!"
After listening, Xu Xing was silent for a long time. After a while, he remarked with a heavy tone. He knew why Buxu Zi didn’t want the Chongzhen Temple Master to tell him about this; he was worried that Xu Xing would feel guilty after hearing these things. After all, it was because of him that the Chongzhen Temple fell into turmoil, attracting the covetousness of the Demon Cultivators.
"Thank you for your praise, Uncle Xu..." The Chongzhen Temple Master kowtowed, thanking Xu Xing on behalf of his Master.
However, before his words had fully left his lips, a voice transmission talisman quickly flew to him. After reading the contents of the talismanic message, his face suddenly changed, becoming pale without a trace of blood. "Disaster! My Master has fallen into the evil schemes of the Demon Cultivators and is now trapped on Purple Bamboo Mountain. He has been besieged for more than half a day..."
"Dian Cang, Xing Yun, you two, hurry to the Ancestral Master Hall, fetch the Ancestral Master’s Three Treasures, and come with me to save Master..." The Chongzhen Temple Master quickly calmed down and hurriedly ordered the True Monarchs behind him.
After speaking, once the several True Monarchs had hastily departed on their clouds, he lifted the front of his robe and knelt heavily before Xu Xing. "I hope Uncle Xu... will take the risk to save my Master’s life."
Chongzhen Temple had a deep friendship with Xu Xing, and Xu Xing was a Righteous Monk. However, at this moment, they weren’t facing any Xuan Spirit Cave Demon Cultivators. Instead, they were dealing with a siege by what could be several Nascent Soul Realm Demon Cultivators. Fighting cultivators of the same Realm was not as easy as dealing with those of lower Realms. Injuries and deaths could happen in an instant.
"Sect Master, please rise. Although my Realm is higher than yours, you are still my elder... You mustn’t do this..." Xu Xing hurriedly helped the kneeling Chongzhen Temple Master to his feet. After stopping him, Xu Xing continued, "Buxu Zi is a good mentor and friend to me, a companion through life and death. This time, I will definitely not stand idly by..."
Although worried about Buxu Zi’s life, Xu Xing was, at this time, extremely grateful that the Demon Cultivators had attacked. No matter how extravagantly he praised the Butian Sect, or how golden their words, nothing was more important than demonstrating his own strength.
Because Buxu Zi’s life was on the line, Xu Xing and the Chongzhen Temple Master dispensed with unnecessary talk and formalities. After retrieving the Ancestral Master’s Three Treasures, they immediately employed their Escape Techniques and rushed towards Purple Bamboo Mountain.
In a few breaths, they had traveled hundreds of miles.
"Don’t resist... I will give you a lift..." Xu Xing looked back and saw the few True Monarchs of Chongzhen Temple following far behind. Their Escape Techniques were extremely slow, far inferior to his own speed when he had been at their Realm. He couldn’t help but shake his head as he spoke.
He didn’t say much more, simply swept up the few True Monarchs with a wave of his large sleeve, and then used Blood Escape to propel the Fire Cloud Escape beneath his feet.
The True Monarchs of Chongzhen Temple, seeing Xu Xing resort to Blood Escape to reach his destination in time to save a life, were moved beyond words.
Before one incense stick had finished burning, Purple Bamboo Mountain Market was already in sight.
Xu Xing slowed his escape speed and glanced around. On a mountaintop dozens of miles away, he saw the old Daoist Buxu Zi, who, relying on the power of an array technique, was barely holding on against the Demon Cultivators’ attacks.
Seven Demon Cultivators floated above the mountaintop. Three of them exuded the aura of Nascent Soul Daoist Lords, while the other four were all mid or late-stage Dao Pill Daoists.
"Courting death, daring to cause trouble in the territory of my Righteous Path! Fellow Daoist Buxu, I am here!"
Seeing this, the speed of Xu Xing’s Fire Cloud Escape under his feet instantly sped up considerably. When he was about ten miles from the mountaintop, he channeled his Magic Power and shouted.
As his voice fell, seeing he had successfully attracted the attention of the seven Demon Cultivators, he wasted no time. A purple light flashed in his eyes, and he then urged the Evil King Dharma Body to descend upon them.
It wasn’t that he didn’t understand the principle of a sneak attack. However, Buxu Zi was clearly on the verge of collapsing. If he didn’t draw the attention of these Demon Cultivators, Buxu Zi would likely not survive this ordeal.
An immense Golden Crow, a hundred zhang in size, blotted out the sky. Its body was a brilliant gold, as if cast from the metal itself. The solidified Dharma Body exuded a terrifying and awe-inspiring trace of Primordial Spirit power.
"Primordial Spirit? No, it’s a Dharma Body condensed within the Nascent Soul Realm... But why is his Dharma Body so terrifying?" The three Nascent Soul Realm Demon Cultivators’ expressions changed slightly at this sight, and they hastily retreated a step, moving out of the Dharma Body’s oppressive range.
However, just as they rapidly withdrew, their gazes froze.
The four Dao Pill Realm Demon Cultivators, unable to retreat in time, were directly crushed into fine powder under the suppression of the Golden Crow Dharma Body, dying instantly and tragically.
"What kind of fire is this?"
"How can it possess such power?"
Immediately after, a Yellow-faced Demon Cultivator stared blankly at the black flames enveloping the outside of his body.
Before he could react, the black flames seeped from the outside of his body to the inside, incinerating his Magic Power.
"Yin Fire?"
"Someone can actually master Yin Fire?"
The other two Demon Cultivator Daojuns frowned, promptly using their protective treasures to block the rampaging Yin Fire and prevent it from burning into their bodies. These Daojuns, who had cultivated for a thousand years in the Nascent Soul Realm, had at least heard of the Little Three Calamities’ Yin Fire, even if they hadn’t seen it.
It seems I’m still a step short, failing to successfully kill a Dao Lord... Xu Xing thought as he saw this, the purple light in his eyes fading as he shook his head. However, catching them off guard and seriously injuring one of them isn’t bad at all.
He glanced again at the Yellow-faced Demon Cultivator who had been struck by the Yin Fire from the Wind Fire Divine Eye, feeling a little more at ease. The direct killing power of the Yin Fire wasn’t that great; it was sufficient for killing Dao Pill Realm Cultivators, but it fell short when dealing with Dao Lords.