Chapter 2147: Chapter 2144: Shadow Sword

Swish swish swish...

High in the sky, heaven and earth suddenly changed color.

The bright moon hanging high above abruptly blazed with boundless light.

The cold moonlight gradually turned icy and deep, seeping into muscles and bones, freezing even one’s mind and spirit.

All the Martial Artists present, almost in that instant, had their minds tremble, fear surfacing on every face.

A dozen steps outside Xiao Yi’s body, an old man lifted his head to glance at the sky, a faint trace flashing in his eyes.

"Holy Moon Formation?" The Heavenly Mechanism Palace Master’s lips curled into a cold smile.

In the distance, all the Holy Moon Sect titled elders and Secluded Elders were forming seals with their hands.

"Suppress." The Heavenly Mechanism Palace Master’s palm pressed down in the air.

In a split second, the icy radiance between heaven and earth scattered, the ten-thousand-zhang bright moon shrank back to the size of a washbasin.

The chill all around was gone without a trace.

"Pfft... pfft... pfft..." All the Holy Moon Sect Secluded Elders and titled elders let their hand seals disperse at once, spraying a mouthful of bloody foam.

"Hmph." The Heavenly Mechanism Palace Master snorted coldly. "I’ve heard your Holy Moon Sect’s Blood Moon Formation is formidable. Seeing it now, it seems it’s nothing but an empty reputation."

An empty reputation?

The Blood Moon Formation’s prestige was awe-inspiring; even in the Ancient Times it made countless Martial Artists tremble with fear.

These four words—only this first Array Master of the Central Region dared to say them aloud.

At this moment, the eight old men had all their gazes gathered upon that blood-soaked young man sitting cross-legged.

It was obvious to the eye that the aura on the young man’s body, which had been incomparably weak, was now slowly climbing, returning to its former normal state.

That pale complexion was gradually gaining a flush of red.

The eight old men, at the same time, unconsciously let out a breath.

Now, there was no longer any Holy Moon Sect Warrior who could harm this young man—this Sword Dao Monster—even in the slightest.

Before, only two old men had stood guard before this Sword Dao Monster.

Those two pillars supporting the sky shielded him from wind and rain, straining to block the raging waves.

But now, a full eight sky-supporting pillars were firmly guarding this Sword Dao Monster. Then even if a flood rose to the heavens, it could not surmount these eight pillars by the slightest bit, nor touch the young man behind them in the least.

Such a vast Holy Moon Sect, even with all its experts out in force and all means displayed, now could not stir up the slightest storm.

At the Chief’s Office, at the edge of the Chief’s Office, at the mountain height, the three old men merely stood with hands behind their backs, and that alone left the Holy Moon Sect Saint Lord, the Great Elder, and the Supreme Elder—these three strongest within the Sect—without any chance to act.

On the Sect Square, likewise stood three old men, either with hands clasped behind them or palms pressing down in the air. With casual ease they rendered the Hidden Hundred Families and countless Holy Moon Elders helpless.

And judging by the looks of it, these three old men seemed relaxed to the extreme, not even needing any superfluous movement.

"Eight Palaces, do you know what you are doing?" At the Chief’s Office, the woman flew into a rage, questioning loudly.

"By this act, you are tantamount to declaring war on my Holy Moon Sect, the Hidden Hundred Families, and the Beiyin Palace at the same time."

"Do you truly intend to plunge the Central Region into chaos, to let living beings be slaughtered without end?"

"Have you forgotten the Eight Palaces’ duty?"

The woman’s dignified words carried her anger and disbelief.

The Eight Palaces striking together—since the end of the Ancient Times, this was the very first occasion.

The woman cast a cold glance toward Senior Luoo at her side.

Senior Luoo’s expression was indifferent. "This Central Region, these common lives, have nothing to do with me."

The woman’s face chilled, and her gaze turned to the distant Asura Hall Master.

In the Asura Hall Master’s eyes, the light of wisdom suddenly faded, replaced by coldness and killing intent.

"As early as half a year ago, I was already planning to use the strength of two halls to attack your Holy Moon Sect."

"This day has already come rather late."

"You..." The woman’s face grew even colder. Her gaze shifted to the Demon Hunting Main Hall Master atop the distant mountain.

The Demon Hunting Main Hall Master’s features were solemn. "The Eight Palaces’ duty is to guard the peace of this continent."

"What this old man least wishes to see is chaos in the Central Region."

"But..." The Demon Hunting Main Hall Master’s tone turned icy in an instant. "If even my Demon Hunting Hall’s hope is gone, then whether the Central Region is in chaos or not—what does that have to do with my Demon Hunting Hall?"

If the Central Region falls into turmoil, the Demon Hunting Hall will at least have a chance to remedy things.

If the Demon Hunting Hall’s hope is extinguished, then even if the Central Region is in chaos, with what could it be saved?

"You’re all mad?" The chill on the woman’s face had reached its extreme; her eyes narrowed, even carrying a hint of the same madness.

These eight old men could not yet be called insane, but at the very least they appeared reckless.

And what made these eight old men reckless, made them instinctively strike out in that instant, was the young man sitting cross-legged on the Sect Square.

The woman could be reckless as well, could show killing intent on her face, could be just as mad.

At this moment.

On the Sect Square.

Boom...

There were still Martial Artists who were not being restrained, still Martial Artists making a move, intending to kill that Sword Dao Monster currently healing his injuries.

These were precisely the titled elders of Beiyin Palace.

"Eight Palaces, you can restrain the Holy Moon Sect and the Hidden Hundred Families—can you still spare strength to deal with us now?"

The Beiyin Palace elders let out cold laughs one after another.

Though they too were veteran Legendary Experts, their eyesight was far inferior to that of the present-day Legends gathered here.

Even the Saint Lord, Elder Sheng Yue, and the Holy Moon Supreme dared not make the slightest move—what did they have with which to kill anyone?

"Seeking death." The Heavenly Mechanism Palace Master, the Wind Shattering Palace Master, and the Flame Hall Master, who had all been guarding a dozen steps outside Xiao Yi, had their eyes turn cold.

The three did not stand together, but remained where they were, not joining hands.

Though they had already acted to suppress all the experts, this did not mean they felt any pressure.

More than twenty titled elders of Beiyin Palace striking together were likewise an extremely terrifying force.

All of them were at the Eighth Layer of the Saint Sovereign Realm, enough to represent any Hidden Forces other than the Holy Moon Sect.

With a clang.

Just then, a pitch-black long staff tapped the solid earth.

A figure, wine jug in hand, came striding up to the sky.

Clang...

Six strange sword cries resounded to the six directions.

Six figures stood carelessly, some standing, some reclining, some with hands behind their backs, some with shoulders slouched.

The six made no big movements.

But the faces of the more than twenty Beiyin Palace titled elders changed drastically in an instant.

They could clearly feel that the space within their surroundings had already been sealed in that moment, and within that range, Sword Intent weighed down inexplicably.

If the Sword Intent erupted, it would be enough to obliterate them, these twenty-plus people, in the blink of an eye.

"Changtian Wine Demon."

"Black Demon Six Evils."

The Beiyin Palace Four Elders, leading all the titled elders, no longer dared to make the slightest move.

Swish...

Suddenly, a strange figure appeared out of thin air in the void.

At the instant the figure appeared, a bizarre, sharp sword cry thrust out straight, its direction aimed exactly at Xiao Yi, now sitting cross-legged with eyes closed.

"Shadow Sword?" The Beiyin Palace Four Elders abruptly let out a cold laugh, looking toward Xiao Yi’s distant figure as if gazing at a dead man.

"Xiao Yi, little thief, go die."

That figure which suddenly appeared from the air was Beiyin Palace’s renowned Sword Dao Expert, and the personal Guardian of their Second Young Master, Beiyin Wuwei.

In terms of Cultivation, he was at Legendary Eighty Thousand Dao, at the Peak of Eighth Layer of Saint Sovereign Realm.

In terms of strength, he even surpassed this Four Elder, and even the Third Elder, second only to the Second Elder.

Appearing so abruptly, striking so suddenly, and bringing with him a sure-kill sword—how could Xiao Yi, now with eyes closed and seated cross-legged, possibly dodge? How could he possibly endure it?

Yet, in the air, a sudden sword clang rang out.

That bizarre figure lunging at high speed froze in midair.

With a swish, his corpse was instantly cut into two.

"Shadow Sword elder." The Beiyin Palace Four Elders widened his eyes, crying out in shock.

"How is this possible."

"Heh, Shadow Sword?" Not far away, the Changtian Wine Demon took a swig. "So this is that famed Shadow Sword, said to be at the Peak of Eighth Layer of Saint Sovereign Realm yet possessing nine-layered power?"

"Tsk tsk, looks like his Sword Dao is far from mastered."

The one who killed Shadow Sword was not the Changtian Wine Demon, but the Black Demon Six Evils.

The Black Demon Six Evils, each wielding a sword, killing the very man they were supposed to protect right in front of them? That was nothing short of a joke.

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