Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny
Chapter 1337 - 1334: You guys... are pretty good! (Second Update)

Chapter 1337: Chapter 1334: You guys... are pretty good! (Second Update)

You Chan secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and then fawningly chuckled, "My lord...".

However, before she could finish speaking, Xue An suddenly clenched his fist.

Bang!

You Chan was instantly crushed into pieces, while a scream filled with resentment and unwillingness spread in all directions.

"Xue An, how cruel you are...!"

Before these words ended, the voice had already vanished.

Xue An dusted off his hands and said indifferently, "Cruel? Compared to you demon ghosts who have lost all restraint, I am far from it! Besides, if I wanted to know something, wouldn’t I just directly search your soul? Why would I need to ask you?"

You Chan could no longer answer, for her last wisp of soul had already dispersed along with the shattering darkness, returning to the void.

After doing all this, Xue An casually dusted off his hands again, then smiled faintly at the stunned crowd.

"I apologize, it seems I haven’t left a single demon ghost for you guys!"

As if awakening from a dream, the crowd hastily waved their hands and said, "My lord is too polite!"

What a joke!

Leaving a single demon ghost? Is it because they fear things aren’t chaotic enough as they are?

Meanwhile.

Cheers erupted throughout Jianzhou.

In the teahouse, the tea vendor father and daughter were so overjoyed that they wept, especially the tea vendor, who knelt on the ground and incessantly kowtowed to the high skies where Xue An was.

And his attitude represented the ordinary people of Jianzhou.

Because these people had all thought they were doomed this time, certain to become a meal for the demon ghosts.

Yet they had been saved by this white-clad youth who descended from the heavens, naturally they were filled with gratitude towards Xue An.

At this moment, the Sword-holding Elder, supported by his disciples, took shaky steps forward and said respectfully, "On behalf of the people of Jianzhou, Mingxin Palace thanks my Lord for the rescue!"

Behind him, the three thousand disciples of Mingxin Palace as well as the loose cultivators of Jianzhou all bowed in unison.

"Thank you, my Lord, for the rescue!"

Their voices vibrated across the lands.

At this moment, it seemed as if all the glory under the heavens was concentrated upon Xue An alone, making him unbearable to look at directly.

Xue An stood proudly in the wind, overlooking the heroes, and after a long while, he finally smiled lightly, "You... did well!"

If these words had come from anyone else, they would definitely be considered the epitome of arrogance.

But when Xue An said them, it seemed completely natural.

And no one dare to disagree.

"The Six Great Grotto-Heavens inherit the teachings of the Dao, but from what I’ve seen and heard, most have already lost their origin, degenerating into a state of petty squabbles!"

Upon hearing Xue An’s words, the people of the great sects like Soul-Dissolving Pavilion, Lovesick Courtyard, Heavenly Martial Sect, Yellow Sand Hall, and others all hung their heads in ashamed silence.

Xue An continued, "But you Sword Cultivators have not forgotten your original purpose. Even when facing a powerful foe, you dare to fight with all you have, which is commendable!"

The Sword-holding Elder and three other elders were at the brink of their strength due to the continuous battles, but upon hearing Xue An’s words, they all showed an excited expression. They struggled free from their disciples’ support and bowed deeply.

"Thank you, my Lord!"

Their voices were trembling.

Because they were not fools, they naturally understood the meaning behind Xue An’s words.

He was disappointed with the other major Grotto-Heavens’ transmission of the Dao, which only meant one thing: he came from the same origin as those ancient founders of the sects!

At this moment, not just Mingxin Palace but the people from the other Six Great Grotto-Heavens also suddenly realized the truth.

No wonder he was so formidable!

So he came from that mysterious birthplace of the Dao!

Realizing this, everyone hastened to bow their respects.

For a moment, the great powers of the Seven Great Grotto-Heavens all bowed their heads, with only Xue An standing tall and proud, in a white garment purer than snow, like an exiled immortal!

Such a spectacle caused even Nian Xuexin, sneaking peeks, to be involuntarily moved and shaken.

Is this... the true essence of strength?

At this moment, Xue An faintly smiled, "You are very clever!"

No one dared to speak.

Xue An lifted his head to look at the sky and said lightly: "Since you are Sword Cultivators, then let me lend you a helping hand!"

A helping hand?

What does that mean?

The crowd was puzzled.

But then they saw Xue An suddenly stomp his foot; amidst the trembling void, countless sword beams abruptly emerged.

And a vigorous Sword Intent, even more so overwhelming the sky, arriving in Jianzhou.

All Sword Cultivators stared blankly upwards, some trembling all over, for this Sword Intent’s strength was beyond their imagination.

Simultaneously, Xue An uttered a light shout, "Coalesce!"

At his command.

The winds and clouds in the sky changed, and countless sword beams violently converged, forming a blinding radiance of sword light.

But this was not the main point; the crux was that the vigorous Sword Intent was rising at a staggering speed.

The expressions of everyone changed.

For the growth rate of this Sword Intent was terrifyingly fast, seemingly endless, and in the blink of an eye, it had permeated the entire heavens and earth.

Facing such an immense and absolutely strong Sword Intent, like a sea of clouds, many Sword Cultivators couldn’t help but kneel to the ground.

This was not a surrender, but out of reverence for a truly powerful being.

Just then, Xue An slightly raised an eyebrow, casually grabbed something, and then spoke with a half-smile, "Now, witness my sword!"

With that said, a flash in Xue An’s eyes, and the Giant Sword that spanned the sky slashed down with the force of thunder.

At this moment, all adjectives became pale and weak.

It was as if everything in the world had been stripped away, leaving only this streak of sword light.

No one tried to dodge; in fact, people had already lost the will to resist.

Many closed their eyes, seemingly waiting for the final judgement.

Boom!

As the sword light struck, the earth trembled mightily, dust billowed, shrouding all the Sword Cultivators from sight.

After a long while, many people gradually opened their eyes wide.

Dead... Are they dead?

But at that moment, within the dust, countless Sword Intents soared into the sky, instantly shredding all that obscured them.

When these Sword Cultivators reappeared before everyone, they were completely different from before.

Because their Sword Hearts were completely shattered, these Sword Cultivators had actually lost the qualifications to continue on the path of the Sword Dao, and whether they could even survive was a question.

And the likes of the Sword-holding Elder, because their Cultivation Levels had been burned, were left even weaker.

It can be said that if nothing unexpected happened, Mingxin Palace would never recover and might even vanish altogether.

But under that sword from Xue An, everything had changed.

As the sword light reached them, all the Sword Cultivators felt an unimaginably abundant Sword Intent bursting into their bodies, immediately repairing their shattered Sword Hearts and even elevating them by more than a rank.

As for the likes of the Sword-holding Elder, the benefits were even more significant.

Originally, their Cultivation Levels had reached a breaking point, but due to limited talent, they might never have hoped for a breakthrough in their lifetimes.

Yet when the vast Sword Intent from Xue An entered their bodies, they effortlessly crossed that threshold into a broader world.

Now, led by the Sword-holding Elder, all Sword Cultivators took a deep breath, sword beams flickered before their foreheads, and then they knelt on one knee to the ground.

"Sword Cultivator disciples, we thank the noble one for your generous assistance!"