The Journey of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 1090 - 595: The Escaping Divine Sword

But what could anger and unwillingness do? This sword had to belong to her. Ning Xiaoxian gritted her teeth, continuously drawing divine power from her inner core to her right palm, struggling to pull it closer bit by bit.

Don’t fuss; once I throw you back into the sword box, everything will be fine. I’m not throwing you back into the furnace to be reforged, so why are you running away so swiftly? She silently cursed a few times in her heart.

Seeing that the Nanming Lihuo Sword was indeed getting closer to the stone box, Jiu Mo and Qi Zai, who had been fully concentrating, also relaxed slightly.

At this moment, Ning Xiaoxian suddenly felt an astonishing heat in the palm of her hand.

The originally cold hilt’s temperature soared to a terrifying level in an instant. Even though she was born of demon cultivation, adept in skin refining and bone refining, and mortal fire couldn’t harm her, even the most resilient body has a limit. Clearly, the sudden spike in temperature on this hilt had exceeded the tolerance level of her skin.

Her palm felt like she was holding a branding iron! She gritted her teeth and persevered for just two breaths before she smelled a charred aroma. The excruciating pain coming from her right palm was unbearable, even with her level of endurance. Without needing to look, she knew her right hand had been severely injured. The Nanming Lihuo Sword was born of the Fire Essence and had absorbed geothermal energy for tens of thousands of years. It had interacted with blazing fires all its life; just releasing a bit of heat was enough to incapacitate her.

After all, she was still flesh and blood.

Her hand involuntarily trembled and loosened. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Nanming Lihuo Sword broke free from her grasp and flew towards the glazed wall of the box.

Ning Xiaoxian shouted fiercely, "Stop it!"

Without needing her reminder, Qi Zai had already swung his Yan Ling Saber, with its snow-white blade flashing, intercepting the Nanming Lihuo Sword. But Ning Xiaoxian angrily exclaimed, "Idiot!"

The word "idiot" had not even left her lips before the two weapons clashed with a "clang."

Amidst the crisp sound of weapons colliding, there was also a muffled grunt from Qi Zai. It went without saying he suffered a great loss. Ning Xiaoxian was angry that his action was so thoughtless. Did he not know the characteristics of the Nanming Lihuo Sword? It was unbreakable. Could his Yan Ling Saber, though sharp, compare to it? The Yan Ling Saber was Qi Zai’s life-bound treasure, transformed from a Chongming Bird’s beak. In the clash with the Nanming Lihuo Sword, it suffered damage and thus also hurt his body!

Ning Xiaoxian didn’t even have time to stomp her foot in frustration. She tossed out a Thousand Entanglement Silk Net. It was crafted using the Belly Spider Silk collected from the Bashe Forest, mixed with additional ingredients according to an ancient secret method. She had tested it to capture cultivators below the Void Refining Stage or demons below the Returning to Void Stage, with rare failure.

She hadn’t thought it would trap the Divine Sword, just hoped to delay it by a few breaths. However, a red glint flickered on the Nanming Lihuo Sword’s blade, and the large net she had refined for days and nights melted in the blink of an eye, like a sugar figurine on a furnace. The sword blade pierced through the net almost effortlessly.

What bad luck! This sword was extremely sharp and had a high temperature; in her haste, she couldn’t think of a way to restrain it!

Jiu Mo also took action, as usual, cracking a whip to divert the flying Divine Sword. She was a Poison Phoenix, her whip naturally tainted with poison, particularly a unique corrosive poison, capable of rusting metals and contaminating magical artifacts.

However, to everyone’s shock, after her whip struck, it was almost severed, with the potent poison on it vaporizing instantly due to the high temperature of the blade. They could only see wisps of faint black smoke rising from the sword before disappearing, and the sword blade itself remained as bright and clear as Qiushui, without the slightest trace of corrosion!

This Divine Sword wasn’t even wielded by a cultivator yet possessed such formidable might!

Box 732, though luxuriously decorated and elegantly furnished, was not large in area, so after the Nanming Lihuo Sword bypassed the three people’s interception, it had already reached the glazed wall. With a light "hiss," the blade pierced through the thick glaze, empowered by a secret technique from the Heavenly Residence, like slicing through tender tofu, before flying into the central field of the seventh floor!

Upon encountering an external disruption, the glazed wall’s surface faintly shimmered, and the hall echoed with a long bell chime! This was the array set on the glazed wall by the Heavenly Residence, designed to sound an alarm upon damage.

Qi Zai roared angrily, determined: "Where could it escape to in Bai Yujing?" Here, within the Mirror World, which was a complete realm of its own, even if the Divine Sword could connect Heaven and Earth, it couldn’t escape.

"It’s not trying to escape, but to seek its true master!" Witnessing this scene, Ning Xiaoxian said gravely, "We must go down quickly; this is troublesome."

Her right hand hung down, evidently burned by the Divine Fire. Jiu Mo wanted to help apply medicine, but Ning Xiaoxian gritted her teeth and said, "No need," swallowing two elixirs and putting on a mask. She summoned the Tusk with her left hand and thrust it fiercely at the glazed wall before her!

Time was pressing; she had no leisure to descend via stairs. Since the Nanming Lihuo Sword could exit from here, so could they.

Steward Wu was shocked and exclaimed, "Elder Ning, you mustn’t!"

Since the alarm had already sounded, what couldn’t she do? Ignoring him, she made two deep cuts on the glazed wall before kicking it. With a crash, the entire glazed wall shattered!

Ning Xiaoxian bent down and leapt through the opening into the center of the seventh-floor field. Jiu Mo and Qi Zai followed suit, surrounding her tightly.

At this time, not just on the seventh floor, but the entire magnificent and towering Star-picking Tower had fallen into chaos. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to cast recommendation votes and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)