Chapter 216 - 197: Sword Pill, Reprimand!
Chapter 216: Chapter 197: Sword Pill, Reprimand!
The sword light hung upside down, thousands of rays shot out at once, like a vast ocean, sharp and unrivaled, seemingly about to tear the void to pieces.
Master Red Mist’s face drastically changed; a giant red bell floated up, layers of barriers descended, protecting him within.
This giant bell shone brilliantly; the red patterns on it, resembling fire dragons spiraling, had a glimmer of spiritual light inside, clearly a real artifact.
Yet among the sky-full of sword lights, a blue Sword Seal charged forward, slicing straight at the golden giant bell.
"Clang!"
"Clang!"
"Clang!"
The giant bell trembled continuously, its barriers torn layer by layer, and the loud bell sounds echoed with sorrow as its spiritual light rapidly dimmed.
The might of the sword cultivator was truly terrifying.
Master Red Mist attacked and defended simultaneously, yet both artifacts were suppressed by the Sword Seal, unable to withstand the sky-full of sword lights.
"Go!"
Master Red Mist’s heart tightened; a Dharma Seal flew out, transforming into a nine-petaled flame lotus beneath his feet.
Within the flame lotus, a strand of red gold light flowed endlessly, exuding an aura of invulnerability.
"Clang!"
With the flame lotus’s aid and the golden giant bell continuously casting twilight, Master Red Mist barely resisted the sky-full of sword lights, gaining a moment to breathe.
Seizing this moment, Master Red Mist finally saw his enemy clearly.
A woman with skin as white as snow, face covered with a veil, revealing only a pair of strange pink eyes.
Her figure was like a willow, waist slender, enchanting and elegant.
Such a physique should give off a gentle and beautiful aura, but her eyes were cold and terrifying, with mana surging endlessly, like turbulent rivers, making hearts tremble and none dare to underestimate her.
This was a true sword cultivator.
The sword light splits into thousands of rays, she was undoubtedly a formidable power among Golden Core cultivators.
Master Red Mist inwardly felt something was wrong.
The little thief before him did not appear to be a humble lineage cultivator; his backing was significant.
"What relation is this little thief to you?"
"Did you instruct him to kill my grandson?!"
But after a long pursuit over thousands of miles, his heart was filled with fury that was already at its peak; even if a Golden Core Sword Cultivator stood before him, his anger could not be quenched.
If he couldn’t even deal with a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, how would he return to the Fire Cloud Sect with any face?
Sword Fox Immortal heard him and coldly replied, "Skill not as good as others, death should follow!"
"Good, good, good!"
"I don’t care who you are; if you want to protect this little thief, you must pay the price!"
Master Red Mist was furious upon hearing and shouted.
"Fire Spirit Dharma Body Seal!"
He roared, and from within his dantian, a pure golden Dharma Seal, seemingly naturally formed, emanating dazzling gold light, trembled into action, releasing a mysterious aura.
"Boom!"
Intense firelight filled Master Red Mist’s eyes, then his figure swayed, directly transforming into a hundred-meter-tall flame giant.
This flame giant was immensely majestic and robust, purple flames covered its entire body, eyes like the Great Sun, arms thick as walls, entirely formed from fire, without a trace of flesh.
This was Master Red Mist’s secret Dharma Seal.
Once this seal was released, he transformed into a Flame Dharma Aspect, free from the limitations of flesh, mana surged, akin to a born Fire God, capable of wielding "Purple Spirit True Flame," unmatched in power.
Between heaven and earth, there were numerous spirit fires, born from nature or cultivated and fused later.
They were divided into different grades based on their power.
Tier One Spirit Fires were the most mediocre, mostly used by Qi Refining Cultivators, such as Earth Flame Fire, Red Spirit Fire, etc.
Tier Two Spirit Fires were often used by Foundation Establishment Cultivators, such as Purple Mist Fire, Three-Heart Fire, etc.
Tier Three Spirit Fires were exclusive to those of the Golden Core, below which cultivators faced death or injury upon contact.
Purple Spirit True Flame, born within the belly of the Great Demon "Purple Flame Qilin Fire Beast," was a top-grade Tier Three Spirit Fire, specially burning mana, extraordinarily mystical.
If a Golden Core cultivator was careless and touched it, all their mana would immediately be burnt away, turning into an ordinary person, nothing more than a fish on the chopping board.
Master Red Mist had spent significant effort and slain a heavily injured Purple Flame Qilin Fire Beast, consuming the true flame within its belly, only then forming this Dharma Seal.
"Boom!"
He spat out a mouthful, purple flames like a Great River surged down, burning the void.
All this seemed slow in description, but in reality, it was happening in the blink of an eye.
"Zheng zheng!"
Sword Fox Immortal’s eyes were icy, and blue sword light swiftly circulated, spanning heaven and earth, meeting the flames boldly.
"Boom!"
The sword light was dazzling and sharp, but the Purple Spirit True Flame burned mana, extremely mystical, the thousands of sword lights touching it were like "firewood," instantly ignited.
Unable to slice the purple sea of fire, the sky-full sword light became sustenance, making the flames more robust, like stars igniting a prairie fire, sweepingly roaring towards Sword Fox Immortal.
"Haha!"
Seeing this, Master Red Mist couldn’t help but laugh heartily.
"Bang!"
Yet as the purple sea of fire enveloped Sword Fox Immortal, her enchanting figure vanished like a dream illusion.
"Illusion Technique?"
Master Red Mist’s expression drastically changed, a trace of panic appearing in his eyes.
"Zheng!"
But behind him, three feet away, a blue Sword Pill arrived silently.
This was not a Sword Seal but a perfectly round Sword Pill, the size of a goose egg, seemingly formed by countless iron swords melted together, cold and chilling.
No sword light separated on the Sword Pill, all boundless Sword Intent condensed at one point.
Without the imposing power.
Yet there was silent thunder.
Blue light flashed fleetingly, slicing through the void, targeting the brow of the flame giant.
Master Red Mist transformed into a hundred-meter-tall flame giant spirit, no longer limited by flesh, immune to physical injury constraints.
But as the Sword Pill pierced through, he let out a mournful scream.
"Ah!"
The Sword Pill held an ocean of Divine Thought, a mountain of Sword Intent, piercing void and reality, no obstruction evaded.
"Bang!"
Master Red Mist’s giant spirit body could no longer maintain, reverting to his true form, a large hole appeared on his forehead, bleeding profusely, extremely miserable.
If a common cultivator’s forehead were pierced, they’d have already perished, spirit disappearing, dying instantly.
Yet beneath his feet, the Fire Golden Lotus, threads of gold attribute spiraling continuously, stubbornly halted the bleeding on his forehead, saving his life.
But this was not without cost.
His mana drained like flowing water, swiftly disappearing into the flame golden lotus beneath.
The sword Qi within the Sword Pill still eroded his flesh; he had to maintain the flame golden lotus to preserve his life.
"Whoosh!"
The blue Sword Pill turned silently like thunder, spinning back again towards Master Red Mist.
"Bang!"
Master Red Mist was utterly terrified, no longer the will to fight, squeezed a golden jade talisman until it shattered, his figure suddenly disappeared, leaving no trace.
"Buzz buzz!"
The blue Sword Pill slightly trembled, but Master Red Mist’s presence had completely vanished, no aura remaining.
Sword Fox Immortal gently pinched her jade fingers, seemingly calculating something, yet in vain.
Seeing this, Sword Fox Immortal did not get angry; she merely beckoned, retracting the Sword Pill.
Golden Core cultivators, with a thousand-year lifespan, high Dao practice, possessing immortal gold attributes, many life-saving techniques, were not easily killed.
Master Red Mist vanished in an instant; it was apparent he had used a trump card, moved thousands of miles away, with her abilities, she couldn’t chase him for now.
But after this battle, the opponent would require at least decades of recovery, counted as a lesson taught.
"Greetings, Ascendant!"
"Thank you, Ascendant, for your saving grace!"
Gu Yuan, seeing the crisis resolved, immediately stepped forward, paying deep respects to Sword Fox Immortal.
"Mid-Stage Foundation Establishment, not bad; you have some fate technique."
"However, your character is too slick, giving away your flesh? What are you attempting?"
"As a man, bravery, progress, resilience are the true path; how can you resort to any means in danger?"
Sword Fox Immortal’s beautiful eyes sparkled, speaking somewhat disappointedly.