Above the Earth Sword, lies the Heaven Sword.

The Heaven Sword, its edge formed by Beidou, its blade by the Void, its spine by the Sun and Moon, its hilt by black and yellow. Once this sword is drawn, lightning becomes its light, soaring waves become its blade, and all Nine Heavens Thunder turns into Sword Intent!

This is the legend of the Qingcheng Sword Immortals.

Yet, like the Fengdu lineage, which records the ability to summon the Emperor Fengdu of Beiyin Fengdu, it remains a theoretical pinnacle, unattainable by anyone.

At least, it cannot be done in the Human World.

The Heaven Sword is much the same.

Even so, the Earth Sword is sufficient to suppress Qi Fortune.

Moreover, the Earth Sword has grades as well, which vary with the magic platform's scale, the complexity of the ritual, and the Dao of the one who presides over the platform, resulting in different levels of power.

A hundred and eight Magic Flags assembled, accomplishing the number of Heavenly Gang and Earthly Sha, personnel is not excessive, the perfect choice for a small-scale raid.

The Astral Wind grows fiercer, the Innate Astra Bane Qi is difficult for ordinary people to see, yet it triggers dense fog that continuously gathers towards the hill.

This range is still expanding.

This is the local advantage, Qingcheng disciples often run across various places, offering tribute to mountain and water gods, and upon raising the Magic Flag, they also receive aid.

If in other territories, then the spiritual light would not be this way.

Visibly, fog gathers incessantly over the hilltop, birds and beasts scatter in all directions within the mountains, fierce winds howl through the valleys, and even the river raises waves.

Such disturbances naturally draw the attention of those from the Shu Prince Mansion.

"Brother, look quickly!"

An Evil Dao carrying a large gourd is the first to notice something amiss.

His eyes gleam with a divine light, evidently possessing some sort of Eye Divine Power, only then able to first detect it in the pitch-black night.

The others turn their heads and also see the anomaly.

Moonlight like frost, dense clouds shroud the distant hill, like a massive shadow slowly writhing...

On the river, wind and waves grow increasingly fierce...

The leader of King Shu's men, an old man in a blue robe, is the creator of the Joyful God Money, a disciple of the Jinling Liuren Immortal Sect, chief of the Taihu Water Bandits, Astral Force expert, Zhao Jie.

"It's the Earth Sword of Qingcheng!"

His eyes narrow slightly, but his face remains fearless, murmuring, "Recently the divination shows Tai Chang and Teng Snake sharing the palace, must be troubles, yet it also turns out to be an opportunity, seems it lies with the Qingcheng Sect..."

Thinking of this, his eyes brighten, he calls out loudly, "Don't mind it, quickly lay down all the Array Stones!"

Upon hearing his order, the others resume their busy work.

Unlike those in Chengdu Prefecture who are three-hearted, the Evil Cultivators here are all those whom Lu Sheng has tested multiple times, garnering deep trust.

Even these Salt Gang boatmen have received favors.

Moreover, Zhao Jie knows Lu Sheng's identity, even cognizant of all plans, thus willingly acts under his direction, secretly engaged.

Even with word of Qingcheng Sect coming, none retreat.

"Quick, lend a hand!"

"Never mind, just release it!"

The boatmen appear crazed, accelerating their work pace.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Each colossal stone lands at designated points, splashing huge waves, coupled with the river's surges, promptly causing the boats to rock up and down.

The Salt Gang boatmen fared better, accustomed to sailing, used to blustery winds and waves, having solid footing skills.

Yet under King Shu's Black Feather Guards, several people stood unsteady, falling directly into the river.

By rights, they can swim and, even with the new firearms, could climb back aboard.

But once they fell into water, barely struggling, their bodies stiffened, skin became pale, and mottled with dark cyan handprints, gradually sinking into the riverbanks.

It turns out their previous formation attracted numerous water-bound evil entities, King Shu's Evil Cultivators under the sway of the Qingcheng Sword Platform neglected to drive them away, falling victim.

They cannot be blamed.

Ordinary people might only feel harsh winds and waves, distant mountains shrouded in darkness, but these Cultivators sense much more, all are overawed by the formidable momentum.

"What are you all standing around?!"

Zhao Jie barks aloud seeing this.

The other Magicians, hearing him, dare not stay distracted, some cast vermillion powder into the water to fend off evil things, others pick up Compasses, insert iron rods to set formations.

The Qingcheng Sect's Sword Platform is formidable, but they know better Zhao Jie's terrifying prowess.

Of course, Zhao Jie is not idle either.

He pinches a spell, steps forward off the deck, beneath his feet water surges into a whirlpool, only up to his ankle, swiftly traversing the surrounding water.

This is an extremely advanced Water Escape Technique.

Even the people nearby upon seeing this appear somewhat surprised.

It's their first time witnessing Zhao Jie employ such a method.

Little did they know, Zhao Jie too is anxious.

Ever since joining Lu Sheng's plan, countless times he came to the Dujiangyan, exploring the Dragon Palace Water Mansion's location.

Before, instigating Southwest Evil Dao against Qingcheng here for dueling was to confirm the position.

Now Array Stones have been set at the riverbed, yet no response.

Thinking of this, killing intent rises within him.

Under his pretense, entering the Dragon Palace requires two treasures:

One is the "Ruyi Treasure Pearl" that Li Yan took, used for protection, during Divine Travel in the Dragon Palace not infected by the Dragon Energy within.

The other is the Ancient Jade in the hands of the Plum Mountain Brothers, sensing the Dragon Palace and serving as the key for Divine Travel into it.

Unfortunately, neither item is acquired.

He can only activate the backup plan...

Meanwhile, on the other side, the Qingcheng Sword Platform's might continues to grow.

Strands of Innate Astra Bane Qi wrapped in dense fog howl their way, finally merging into the Sword Platform and burrowing into those seven Magic Swords.

These Magic Swords are ancient, akin to a bronze texture, with a patina resembling corrosion on the surface, accentuating their ancient aura.

And as Astra Bane Qi infuses, the rust on the sword slowly sheds, revealing the cold blue blade forged by Meteorite Iron within.

Ming Shan Zi who presides over the altar, his appearance alters as well at this moment.

He squats in horse stance, pinching sword techniques, his whole body's muscles swell, blue veins budge on his forehead, his eyes bloodshot, teeth clenched, evidently undergoing enormous pain.

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