Chapter 88: Burst forth, my sword!

  At that moment when the Silverback Ape's torrent was about to collide with Mo Bei!

  Mo Bei leaped forward with a loud cry, his body spinning several times in mid-air as he shouted repeatedly: "Kill!!"

  The killing intent surged, and it continued to rise on his body. With that one loud shout, it climbed to its peak!

  "Boom!"

  His figure completely collided with the fierce beast tide!

  "My sword, explode for me!"

  Mo Bei in mid-air, his eyes as sharp as lightning, followed by a loud shout.

  In his hand was a green-edged sword, bursting forth with endless cold light.

  The flash of knives and swords, one after another!

  "Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

  Along with the sound of sword blades piercing the air, endless sword energy scattered in all directions!

  Sword momentum soars!

  That wave of white mist suddenly appeared out of thin air and completely enveloped Mo Bei.

  The sword momentum has risen, but that sword move can barely be executed halfway.

  Mo Bei's wrist turned, his sword move converged, and a second move, another sword came out!

  "Not enough, not enough, explode more violently!"

  In the white fog, a cold gleam like lightning flashed by, accompanied by an illusory shadow, cutting straight across the sky!

  "Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

  A cold flash passed by, and in an instant, a burst of blood mist exploded among the silver ape group on Mount Bailing!

  Two or three silver-haired apes of Mount Beiyue fall down at the sound.

  It's just blood, but it's not Mo Bei's blood!

  "Not enough blood, you stinking monkeys, splash me with fresh blood!"

  The Silverback Mountain Ape tribe erupted again in waves of chilling roars!

  Three moves again!

  Every time Mo Bei made a move, the sword light and sword aura would multiply endlessly. Those sword lights, shadows, and auras moved at an incredible speed, already merging with Mo Bei's illusory afterimages, becoming indistinct and blurry!

  A large patch of blood rain splashed out again in the Silver Shell Ape Group, filling the sky and soaking people's entire bodies!

  "Burn, my sword! Explode, my sword!"

  At this moment, countless illusory Mo Bei appeared in every corner of the Silverback Ape tribe!

  Those silver ape mountains are wildly roaring, bellowing, and hysterically waving their fists, violently smashing against the layered illusory shadows!

  Each time, they strike an empty space.

  Immediately afterwards, the illusory Qingfeng in the shadow's hand was swept across the void, transforming into substantial sword energy!

  That endless sword energy, like the scythe of the god of death, was harvesting the lives of the Silver Shell Mountain Apes.

  Killed more than ten again!

  At this moment, Mo Bei was like a drunken giant, dancing wildly with the green sword in his hand, but every sword move encompassed all things and changed into countless possibilities.

  A terrifying murderous intent burst forth from him, making one's heart tremble with fear!

  Boom, boom, boom...

  Mo Bei's wrist shook violently, and he made his final three moves. The last sword, a feint, slashed out in an instant!

  "Katana Blast!!"

  That murderous roar, in an instant from the Silverback Ape tribe, shot straight into the sky, shaking the heavens!

  "Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

  Countless afterimages burst forth in an instant, a frenzied and overbearing wave of energy sweeping across the entire Silverback Ape tribe.

  The green grass is dancing wildly, swaying left and right, as if trembling with fear of the crazy sword intent wave!

  The majestic and mighty Silver Shell Ape Beasts, like a terrifying tidal wave, collapsed in an instant!

  After a long time, the sword energy that rushed into the sky finally subsided, showing signs of decline, and slowly dissipated.

  "Hmm..."

  Mo Bei, who was half-kneeling, slowly stood up. His expression was calm as he slowly wiped off the sticky blood from the sword blade, and then sheathed his long sword.

  He let out a mouthful of turbid air.

  After doing all this, Mo Bei finally turned around, looked back, and calmly scanned the past.

  The entire prairie returned to calmness, except for the bloody smell of the clear wind that still blew gently, rustling the wild grass, as if nothing had happened.

  On the grassland, one after another silver-haired langur corpses lay scattered all over the ground, trampling the wildly growing green grass into a mess.

  Corpses scattered all over the fields.

  Blood stained the ground, dyeing the lush green grass blood red, with red and green intersecting, especially eye-catching.

  Thick bloody smell, drifting with the wind.

  Those dozens of Silver Shell Mountain Apes were either pierced through the heart, had their brains skewered, or had their throats sealed. All were killed by Mo Bei with a single slash of his sword!

  Mo Bei spent an hour on the lifeless Silverback Ape's body, cutting off its horns and the thick white fur on its back. He completely harvested all the materials, thoroughly searched once, and packed them into a large canvas bag.

  "Call,"

  After doing all this, Mo Bei looked at the heavy canvas bag trailing behind him and couldn't help but smile: "There are over 40 Silverback Mountain Apes in total, excluding those whose horns I accidentally damaged. We should be able to sell them for around 400-500 Spirit Stones!"

  "If we encounter a few more groups of demonic beasts later on, wouldn't it be easy to earn spirit stones?"

  Mo Bei thought beautifully in her heart, taking advantage of the remaining sunset glow, walked out of the grassland and left the beach.

  But he also knew in his heart that from now on, the Silverback Ape of the grassland would probably become extinct.

  The next day! In front of the temple!

  Outer Disciples' Grand Competition!

  Goose feather-like snowflakes dance and flutter about.

  The wind is cutting to the bone!

  That magnificent and grand temple, the empty space under the stairs was completely covered with a thick layer of snow. As I stepped on it, it made crunching sounds, and the snow submerged my ankles.

  Over a thousand outer sect disciples, all wearing uniform black and red robes, gathered together like a flood, standing out particularly strikingly against the vast white expanse of sky and earth.

  They stood neatly in front of the temple, with a three-foot green sword on their backs. Each person's face was filled with spirit, their eyes were burning hot, and they looked up at the majestic temple.

  Fresh and lively!

  Those thousands of outer disciples had long shed the naivety they had when they first entered the sect, replaced by a glint in their eyes that revealed a hint of firmness and boldness.

  At the top of the temple steps, two men and one woman were none other than the three elders guarding the temple.

  The central Water Moon Mother, although her body was slightly hunched, yet in her eyes, there was an unparalleled majesty. Her eyebrows and eyes lightly swept towards the white-robed attendant standing below on the steps.

  The white-robed attendant immediately understood, and with a respectful bow to the three of them, he loudly announced: "Taixu Sect, newly promoted outer door disciples, one thousand five hundred thirty-two people. Except for more than 100 outer door disciples who died or were injured in the great disaster on the island of Yao, there are a total of one thousand three hundred ninety-five people, all present and participating in the Outer Door Disciples' Grand Competition."

  His voice was extremely loud and clear, carrying far away with the cold wind.

  The Water Moon Old Woman heard this and nodded without confirming or denying it. She looked at the elderly people on both sides, each for two eyes, and said: "Open it."

  "Yes!"

  The two old men, one with a brown and one with a gray head, nodded slightly and exchanged a glance.

  Three people make a single-handed gesture, with their left hands held upright in front of their chests, striking the same pose.

  Its body suddenly began to rise slowly into the air, flying straight up to a height of over twenty zhang before barely stopping.

  "Cheers!"

  The old man in brown suddenly opened his eyes wide, let out a loud shout, and with his left hand forming a seal, he swiftly swung an empty fist that sent a print flying out.

  That seal mark grew larger and larger, with all sorts of flowing shadows surrounding this illusory seal mark, entwining it without dispersing.

  That seal mark is slowly floating in mid-air.

  At this moment.

  The old man in grey robes and Shuǐ Yuè Pópó let out a loud shout, closely following the old man in brown robes, also striking out with a seal.

  Three seals merge together, transforming into three different patterns.

  The old woman's eyes suddenly widened, and on that vaguely visible face, two sharp lights burst out from her eyes: "RISE!!!"

  At the top of the temple, where the flying boat was docked, a prohibition began to flow with the white concave groove that outlined the formation method, and the entire formation lit up, flowing with colorful light, beautiful beyond description!

  In an instant!

  A extremely thick beam of light suddenly burst out from the formation and shot straight up into the clouds!

  "Boom!"

  The momentum was so great that even the temple began to tremble slightly.

  Over a thousand outer sect disciples' faces changed, revealing shock and astonishment, as they stared unblinkingly at this bizarre scene.

  A faint golden light beam, after rushing into the ninth heaven, instantly dispersed the thick and lingering dark clouds that were swirling in mid-air above the holy temple.

  After the dark clouds dispersed, the scene that followed left everyone completely stunned.

  Only a magnificent and majestic secret realm was seen, as the dark clouds slowly dissipated, vaguely taking shape, floating in everyone's line of sight.

  The clouds are dispersed and the sun is visible.

  In that dense and mysterious realm, the palaces rose in clusters, with varying heights and layers, under the veil of soft golden light, as if shrouded in a layer of mystical and hazy splendor, sacred and unparalleled. The crystal halls and jade pavilions, like an immortal paradise, stretched out endlessly before one's eyes!

  Shocking!

  Hiss, hiss! The Xianmen sect is indeed extraordinary, and they actually built that palace on the sky!

  This is something that can hardly be imagined in this mundane world!

  Mo Bei secretly thought to herself and subconsciously glanced at Ye Qinghong and Long Haotian beside her.

  Long Hao Tian's mouth was wide open, his chin almost hitting the ground, his face filled with incredulity, stuttering and speaking incoherently: "Th-th-this... my mother! Is that a paradise? A house, it can actually float in the sky!"

  Fang Luo raised an eyebrow and also showed a hint of surprise.

  Ye Qingfeng was much better, with a calm expression and no major changes. As a disciple of the Yi Xiang Sect, she had seen and experienced many things. Her understanding of the Tai Xu Sect was naturally more extensive than that of other sect disciples, as well as those like Mo Bei who were inexperienced and had never seen the world before.