Chapter 20: The Great Battle Against the Izumo Sword Sect

Chapter 20: Battle of the Cloud Sword Sect

"Hahaha!"

Seeing a crowd of people surrounding them, including several experts in the Spirit Molding Realm, Jun Moxiao felt his blood boiling. Far from being intimidated, he was filled with excitement.

"Little Junior Sister, today it is finally our turn to go on a killing spree. We never have to live that life of fleeing again!"

Luo Li gripped the Supreme Golden Dragon Sword, her beautiful face flushed red with excitement.

"That's right, Senior Brother!"

Jun Moxiao held the Primordial Wuji Sword, his handsome, jade-like face turning eerily sharp. His mood mirrored Luo Li’s. Having spent years being chased like stray dogs, they finally had the chance to demonstrate what they had learned throughout their lives and show their ancestors what they were truly capable of. They would make the Cloud Sword Sect the first offering to the swords of their Divine Dragon Sect.

"Kill!"

Luo Li surveyed her powerful enemies and laughed aloud, her spirit untamed.

Boom!

She tapped her foot lightly, and a phantom of a divine dragon appeared behind her. The dragon was golden-yellow and stood over ten feet tall; though it was but an image, it felt incredibly real. Its golden, slit pupils, in particular, exerted a tremendous sense of pressure.

Jun Moxiao let out a hearty laugh as well. As he moved, a similar golden dragon phantom emerged behind him. This was the true opening stance of the Divine Dragon Sword Technique: to carry a golden dragon on one's back, and with a single sword, slay all in the world! When the golden dragon appears, none can compete!

Over the past half-month, Ye Yun had meticulously taught them, re-explaining the Divine Dragon Sword Technique in its entirety. Since its transmission from his generation—the thirteenth—down to Luo Li’s—the two hundred and ninety-eighth—the sect had undergone too many changes, and the inheritance had diluted to the point where Luo Li and the others had mastered only a tenth of its original power.

This opening stance, "Carrying the Golden Dragon," was the hallmark of the technique. With dragon blood surging through their veins like a torrential river, their strength was immense, allowing them to unleash the true, devastating power of the Divine Dragon Sword Technique.

"This..."

Seeing the visions of the two golden dragons, the disciples of the Cloud Sword Sect turned pale with terror and scrambled backward. As a result, only the Spirit Molding Realm experts and a few at the peak of the tenth level of the Yuan Sea Realm remained in the vast square.

The Grand Elder stared at the two golden dragon phantoms, his eyes deep and unreadable, lost in thought. Li Qingshan felt an overwhelming pressure; he realized that if he were to attack the young man at the fourth level of the Spirit Molding Realm, he would surely be cut down within five steps.

What kind of sword technique was this? Why was it so powerful?

The surrounding Spirit Molding Realm elders wore expressions of utter shock. Some of them were only at the first level of the Spirit Molding Realm themselves.

"Kill them! Leave no survivors!" the Grand Elder commanded coldly, raising his sword to the sky.

Li Qingshan was the first to charge. His target was not Jun Moxiao, but Luo Li. In his eyes, Luo Li, at the first level of the Spirit Molding Realm, appeared to be the softer target.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Sword light fell from the sky like rolling clouds. This was the Cloud Sword Sect’s most powerful technique, the Cloud Sword Art, which Li Qingshan had spent years perfecting.

"Well-fought!"

Luo Li, backed by the golden dragon phantom, radiated a formidable aura. She charged toward Li Qingshan, her sword light manifesting as a swimming dragon, piercing directly into his cloud-like flurry of attacks.

The air erupted with thunderous booms! The impenetrable Cloud Sword Art was instantly shattered by her golden dragon sword energy. In a blink, the golden dragon lunged before his eyes. Li Qingshan was startled and hastily swung his sword to block, dodging to the side to narrowly escape. However, the golden dragon sword energy proved incredibly persistent, uncannily changing direction to strike his left arm.

Rip!

His left arm was severed by the golden dragon's energy. Li Qingshan let out a shrill scream and retreated in a panic.

"What?!" The Grand Elder was secretly alarmed. He had not expected this young girl, despite her lower cultivation, to possess such astonishing combat prowess, especially the sword technique, which was so masterful it was impossible to defend against.

The entire square erupted into battle. On the other side, others threw themselves at Jun Moxiao. Jun Moxiao unleashed the Divine Dragon Sword Technique; his sword light danced like dragons, wounding many of the opponents who dared to approach him. Hardly anyone was his match.

The Grand Elder’s eyes twitched. He was shocked that these two young people possessed such immense strength. "Little girl, die!" He lunged toward Luo Li.

Seeing the Grand Elder coming, Luo Li remained calm. Relying on the "Nine Transformations of the Divine Dragon," she dodged to the side while delivering a backhanded strike, sending seven or eight sword beams toward him. The two clashed instantly. The Grand Elder was at the ninth level of the Spirit Molding Realm; despite Luo Li’s shocking combat power, there was still a significant gap between them.

After a few exchanges, she was pushed onto the defensive, but thanks to the Nine Transformations of the Divine Dragon, her life was not in immediate danger.

The remaining enemies were desperately swarming Jun Moxiao. Jun Moxiao fought as if aided by a god, unleashing his might against more than a dozen Spirit Molding and Yuan Sea realm elders. For a time, the fight was a chaotic stalemate. As the battle dragged on, members of the Cloud Sword Sect were wounded one after another.

Inside the black carriage, Ye Yun watched the intense battle with a smile, his fingers tapping gently on the seat. He chose not to intervene. This was, after all, a trial for the two children. They were still young, and experiencing such life-and-death struggles would be of great benefit to them.

The battle grew increasingly fierce, reaching a fever pitch. Jun Moxiao’s execution of the Divine Dragon Sword Technique became smoother and more powerful. Gradually, he gained the upper hand, and the disciples and elders of the Cloud Sword Sect began to suffer heavy injuries, their combat power severely diminished.

Swish, swish, swish!

Dozens of golden dragon sword beams bloomed outward like lotus petals. With a roar of a dragon, all the energy surged forth, and the Spirit Molding Realm elders of the Cloud Sword Sect fell in droves. Before Jun Moxiao, no one remained standing. The elders who had surrounded him lay bleeding on the ground, gasping for breath, no longer capable of fighting.

Awoo!

Feeling triumphant, Jun Moxiao looked up and laughed at the sky. He immediately turned around.

"Senior Sister, I am here to assist you!"

Jun Moxiao roared, becoming one with his sword and transforming into a golden dragon to strike at the Grand Elder.

Seeing Jun Moxiao disable all the other Spirit Molding elders, the Grand Elder was struck with immense shock. He had not expected this youth at the fourth level of the Spirit Molding Realm to be so terrifying!

He let out a long howl and swung his sword, the light pouring down like liquid silver as he attacked Jun Moxiao. Jun Moxiao, heart burning with spirit, clashed with him. Despite the gap of five minor realms between them, Jun Moxiao felt not a shred of fear.

Luo Li, who had been maneuvering around the edges, launched her own counterattack. Suddenly, the entire square was filled with dragon shadows and flying sword light, and the surrounding buildings began to collapse one after another.