Chapter 216: Chapter 154: The Arrival of the Sword (Finale)_3

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Looking at Xu Yang, Pudu Cihang remained silent without a word.

Seeing this, Xu Yang smiled and said, “You sent me the Nailhead Seven Arrow, so in the way of courtesy, I’m sending you Five Thunder Boom atop.”

“Hmm!?”

Pudu Cihang’s eyes narrowed, “Five Thunder Destroying God Spell?”

“Not at all!”

Xu Yang smiled, stood up and declared, “Wrath of gods and humans, Five Thunder Boom!”

“Hmm!?”

Pudu Cihang’s pupils shrank again, a nameless unease surged in his heart, but he still forced himself to say, “I possess the Skill of the Boxun Demon Buddha; I am unentangled by sin, untouched by karma and disaster, how could there be wrath from gods and humans?”

“Boxun?”

“Ha!”

Xu Yang laughed out loud, “I have a sword that can shake heaven and earth, it is the tribulation destined for you!”

“You…!!!!”

“This is the will of heaven!”

Before the words of anger and shock could be spoken, they saw the Taoist man sweep his whisk and bow to the heavens, and his body gradually began to glow. The Xuan Guang Mirror became hazy in an instant, and then shattered, with light and shadow scattering.

The Xuan Guang Mirror broke, and all was dissolved.

But the heart of the demon remained deeply unsettled for a long time.

Pudu Cihang stood frozen in place, his heart continuing to churn with waves.

His cultivated skill came from beyond this realm, transmitted from the master of the Desire Realm’s Six Heavens, the Great Free Heavenly Demon King—Mara Boxun.

Boxun, that is, Mara, it’s said that Buddha once confronted Mara, who declared that when the final tribulation comes, Buddha will enter nirvana, and demons will replace Buddha, donning the monk’s robe, entering temples, receiving offerings, turning Buddha lands into Demon Realms, Buddha states into Demon Kingdoms.

For this reason, Boxun created a method, named “Transformative Freedom Boxun Heart Sutra,” the supreme great method that uses demons to achieve Buddha and Buddha to transform into demons, able to purify sins, dissolve karma, avoid retribution and even accumulate merit.

Though he did not acquire the complete method, he was still able to dominate this world, achieving the renowned Holy Monk, Pudu Cihang.

But now…

Anxiety relentless as surging waves, incessantly troubling him.

Why the disquiet?

Why the tribulation?

Pudu Cihang was well aware.

At this juncture, there was only one method that could take his life.

Wrath of gods and humans, thunderous slaying by heavenly retribution!

Yet he had the Demon Buddha skill, could erase sins, and avoid retribution.

How could the other party invoke his heavenly tribulation?

How could they!!!

Pudu Cihang did not know, but he had no other choice but to activate the Boxun magical techniques, striving to dispel the resentment and sins from his body, thus reducing the power of the heavenly tribulation.

However…

Atop the Nine Ritual Altars in the Mingxiao Taoist Temple…

Xu Yang made obeisance to heaven, and around his body, a light began to rise, as if grains scattering.

Inside Mingxiao Taoist Temple, in Mount Jilei, the disciples and Taoists who could not go to war due to insufficient cultivation felt something and looked up, gazing towards the high altar.

But what they saw was the figure on the high altar gradually turning into light, and in an instant, shooting into the vast sky.

In Guo Bei Academy’s schoolhouse, sacrifices were still being made.

Miss Xin Shisi stood beside an offering table, staring blankly towards the north, lost in a trance.

Suddenly, amidst the dimness, she was struck by a frightening premonition.

She turned her gaze, seeing only that the incense on the offering table, on the censer, burned rapidly, turning to ashes in the blink of an eye, a plume of incense smoke rising straight to the heavens.

“This… My lord!?”

Miss Xin Shisi, shocked and wanting to chase, but unsure where to go, could only look blankly at the sky, her vision blurring without her noticing.

Not just the academy, but all seven provinces in the south, witnessed this sight.

Incense turned to ash, offerings like wax melted away, an inexplicable loss felt, as if their heads were splitting and hearts wrenchingly pained.

The grand sacrificial rites, the soul power of thousands, turned to incense and rose towards the heavens.

This was the reciprocity Xu Yang presented to Pudu Cihang.

The final sword strike, wrath of gods and humans, Five Thunder Boom atop!

The Xuanyuan Divine Sword, with three methods offered, among them, the advancement of the Land method was fastest. After all, Xu Yang had swept away many demons, including the essence of mountains and minerals like Black Mountain, and with these fed the Divine Sword, thus its progress was astonishingly fast.

Only the technique of the gods and humans was not easily accomplished, thus Xuanyuan had remained a Lower Grade Spiritual Treasure till now.

But now, Xu Yang intended to, with his human form, borrow the power of heaven to achieve Xuanyuan!

Capital Region, Buddha Realm, in the midst of the battlefield.

Rivers of blood flowed, with corpses strewn across the field.

Demons and humans fought to the death, the carnage extreme.

Three demon gods, now puppets, fought fearlessly and fiercely.

True Monarch Changrong, Fairy Qingluan, and the Increment-Decrement Marshal also fought desperately with their lives at stake.

Kill, kill, kill, until the sky darkened and the sun and moon lost their light.

Yet the number of demons was endless, well-rested and ready, with the Buddha Realm’s blessings, their formation held firm.

Even as the cultivators were fearless, the Taoists sacrificed themselves, and the armies charged bravely, still, they could not break through the enemy lines.

Time slowly slipped away in this massive grind of flesh and blood, and before anyone realized it, night was fading and dawn was approaching.

But the darkness receded not into light, but into endless despair.

“Bang!”

A flash of sword light, spattered with blood, fell to the ground, revealing a figure smeared with blood and riddled with wounds.

It was Liang Xiao.

After twenty years of arduous cultivation, his extraordinary talent had allowed him to step into the fifth realm of cultivators. As a student of the sword at the Shushan Main School, he had also been roped into this battle.

However, the cultivation of the fifth realm meant very little in this battle. That he had made it this far was nothing short of a miracle.

“Is this… the end?”

Looking at his broken Flying Sword, then at the depleted mana within his body, Liang Xiao let out a bitter smile, lay down on the ground, and his eyelids began to droop.

He had done everything he could.

Whether he lived or died was now up to fate.

Just as his eyelids were about to close…

“Hum!”

The broken sword vibrated, resonating loudly.

One sound arose, and ten thousand answered. Across the battlefield, all the soldiers howled in unison, their Sword Qi soaring to the sky.

“What is this…”

“Taoist Master!”

“Headmaster!”

“Master!”

Everyone’s gaze sharpened, and even amidst the battle, they couldn’t help being distracted and turned to look.

With one glance to the south, they saw a bright sword light tearing through the dark sky.

The sword came forth, gleaming brightly, instantly harmonizing with heaven and earth.

“Rumble!”

Above the ninth heaven, clouds transformed, forming a storm vortex as though it were the eye of divine retribution, gazing down upon the Capital Region.

“Roar!!!”

Within the capital, a dragon’s roar shattered the Buddha’s light, turning it into a boundless sea of blood.

Within the sea of blood emerged the shadow of a dragon, the Blood Armored Sky Dragon.

The centipede raised its head in shock and fury; its thousand-foot body coiled like a dragon, protecting the Mana Altar beneath it.

It had arrived, still arrived, after all!

The sword led the thunder, the gods, and humans shared their wrath.

Not even the Skill of the Demon Buddha could diminish it.

Could this be its fated catastrophe?

No, even if it was destined to die, it would defy the heavens, change its fate, and break free from calamity.

The centipede raised its head, the Heavenly Dragon roared mightily; its thousand-foot body coiled into a ball, intending to use its blood armor to withstand the lightning tribulation and the edge of the divine sword.

However…

The sword light shone brilliantly, the sword intent was chilling, connecting heaven and earth!

In an instant, between heaven and earth, Sword Qi was born!

In the sky, clouds turned into swords, lightning into swords, and rays of light into swords!

On the ground, mountains became swords, rivers became swords, nature itself became a sword!

Among the people, souls turned into swords, incense turned into swords, thoughts into swords!

Even on the battlefield, the flow of blood reversed, the remnants of the army trembled, coalescing into swords, and roaring forth with ferocity.

This was the Heavenly Sword, the Land Sword, the Sword of Gods and Men, the Xuanyuan Divine Sword!

Swords from all over the world converged, the myriad flows gathered into a sea, forming a divine sword that struck mightily into the capital.

At that moment…

“Roar!!!”

A dragon’s roar, a wail of grief, the thousand-foot blood armor shattered, the dragon’s transforming body destroyed, and the brilliant sword light swallowed everything.