Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny
Chapter 1315 - 1312: The Might of a Single Sword (2nd Update)

Chapter 1315: Chapter 1312: The Might of a Single Sword (2nd Update)

Whether he believed it or not, everything did not shift according to his will.

Xing Yushu slowly lifted his gaze and slowly uttered the last word.

"Forward!"

With the word released, the final flaw was remedied.

In an instant, the world became extremely quiet.

Everything around seemed to halt under this golden light, and the attacks from Xie Tianwu and Lei Shuangren melted away rapidly like ice and snow under the blazing sun.

Then, this heaven-piercing and earth-penetrating golden Talisman Spell suddenly emitted a blinding brilliance.

Wherever the radiance pointed, all evils receded!

And the targets were directly Xie Tianwu and Lei Shuangren.

The overwhelming power of this golden Talisman Spell left the two dumbstruck with astonishment, and upon seeing the radiance approaching, they couldn’t help but scream in unity.

But now, they had no escape and could only desperately mobilize their entire Cultivation Levels, trying to resist this strike.

Alas.

It was all in vain.

Wherever the radiance passed, the disciples of the Heavenly Martial Sect from Sixth Grotto-Heavens, and the Yellow Sand Hall from Fifth Grotto-Heavens did not even have time to let out a pitiful scream before they turned to ashes and vanished.

Scared out of their wits, before they could react, they saw the radiance flood over like a tidal wave.

The protective radiance around them, under this tide of golden light, lasted only a few breaths’ time before shattering like bubbles.

"Ah!"

Following this sharp scream, all fell silent once again!

And with that, the figures of Xie Tianwu and Lei Shuangren also disappeared.

In one strike!

The Heavenly Martial Sect, Yellow Sand Hall, both wiped out from the competition!

Everyone stopped their actions, staring dumbfounded at all this.

Nobody expected that the Golden Cauldron Pavilion, which always performed the worst in the past competitions, would now demonstrate such divine might, even eliminating the Sixth and Fifth Grotto-Heavens as soon as the competition began.

It was truly inconceivable.

By this time, the golden light gradually dispersed, revealing Xing Yushu standing within it.

At this moment, although his face was somewhat pale, he stood tall like a sword.

But his hands were trembling slightly, not from fatigue, but from excitement.

Right after that last strike was unleashed, amid the swirling golden light, Xing Yushu seemed to see his grandfather’s gratified smile, nodding towards him, then turned and walked away.

Xing Yushu wanted to call out, but he could not utter a sound, only watching dumbly as his grandfather’s figure receded into the distance.

Xing Yushu suddenly understood in his heart.

This... might be the last time he saw his grandfather!

Xing Yushu, who thought he would cry, miraculously held back his tears.

Because at this moment, he was no longer the young boy from Demon-Sealing Town but a Sect Leader who guarded a region and led a sect.

Thus, he stood proudly, surveying the entire field.

Wherever his gaze fell, many people unnaturally turned their heads aside, avoiding his gaze.

And the number of people who were shaken by the opening move of the Golden Cauldron Pavilion was countless.

Fang Xing’an, standing in the distance, was also taken aback upon seeing this scene, but soon after, a faint smile appeared on his lips, and he nodded, sighing lightly.

"Indeed, it’s worthy of the lineage and orthodoxy passed down by the ancients—the might of the Nine-character True Words is truly magnificent!"

The words were full of intense admiration.

Zhongli Muxue, who stood by, was also somewhat stunned, but soon her attention was caught by Lu Lingfan, standing in the distance.

Perhaps because of the cultivation techniques practiced by the two, Zhongli Muxue had known since her entrance that the woman clad in black, even her eyes hidden by the scattered fringe, was her destined nemesis.

And whenever she looked at her, Zhongli Muxue’s heart would clench tightly.

For she could faintly sense that behind this woman seemingly lay an endless abyss of darkness.

This feeling made her skin crawl.

Seemingly aware of Zhongli Muxue’s scrutiny, the silent and still Lu Lingfan suddenly turned her head to glance at her, then the corner of her mouth gradually rose, revealing a smile.

Upon seeing this smile, Zhongli Muxue shuddered, a look of horror flashing in her eyes.

Because she had never seen such a terrifying smile before.

Before smiling, Lu Lingfan seemed gloomy, yet one could still feel the breath of a living person from her.

But when she smiled, even that faint breath ceased to exist.

Her originally beautiful face gradually twisted; although she was smiling, it gave off an extremely cruel sensation.

Zhongli Muxue even felt that the one smiling at her at this moment was not a living person but a demon that had crawled out from hell.

In such a scenario, Zhongli Muxue was trembling uncontrollably, her eyes increasingly filled with terror.

Fang Xing’an noticed something unusual and couldn’t help but turn his head to look.

Meanwhile, the melee had restarted, with everyone fighting fiercely for victory and ranking.

Under the dazzling glow of the sky, even the spattered blood donned a dreamlike beauty.

In this bizarre situation, Lu Lingfan floated, the darkness around her so dense that it could not be dispersed.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xing’an’s pupils instantly constricted to pinpricks, a strong sense of palpitations warning him that within this woman’s body lay a tremendously powerful enemy.

As a disciple inheriting the orthodox Dao of the sword, Fang Xing’an was extremely sensitive to evil auras.

Therefore, sensing danger in that instant, he did not hesitate to unsheathe his sword and strike.

This was a sword light of pure purple, noble and flickering with slivers of lightning, tearing through space in the blink of an eye and appearing directly in front of Lu Lingfan before chopping down.

In the shimmering purple light, it seemed poised to cleave in two anything that dared stand in its way.

This was Sword Intent!

Saying nothing else, just this chilling Sword Intent alone justified Fang Xing’an’s reputation in the world.

The entire arena was daunted by the might of this sword, all heads turning in unison to look.

A hint of joy flashed across Mei Qing’s face.

As the master of the Soul-Dissolving Pavilion of the Second Grotto-Heavens, her greatest concern naturally was the ranking of her sect.

If they could eliminate the main strength of their arch-rival, the Lovesick Courtyard, then the victory in this grand competition was as good as secured.

But before the smile on her face could fully spread, a scene that took everyone by surprise suddenly unfolded before their eyes.

Just as the sword light was about to fall, a pale, bloodless hand, seemingly not human, abruptly appeared and grasped the sword light.

The purple light shimmered, lightning danced!

It appeared to struggle fiercely, but all efforts were in vain.

Lu Lingfan burst out with a sinister laugh, "Sword Intent is good, but what a pity that the cultivation level is slightly lacking!"

With that, she clenched her hand fiercely.

Bang!

The sword light was directly crushed into oblivion, dissipating away.

This scene made everyone’s eyelids twitch.