Chapter 28: The Aura of Sharpness

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  Dark winds howl, in Longshu Town, dark energy runs amok, above the vault of heaven, a layer of black clouds shrouds.

  The bright moon, what crime has it committed? The moon's halo is shrouded in dark energy, falling from the vault of heaven. It is swallowed by a white-eyed corpse into its mouth, letting out a mournful and long whistle. The corpse's claws are cold and sharp, splashing against the two purple bamboo swords, stirring up a sky full of fire sparks.

  His gaze was solemn, this white-eyed zombie's physical body was as hard as fine iron, even if Yun Fei reached the fourth-grade Purple Bamboo Sword, he couldn't break through it. The name of the ancient fierce creature on the note in the Cang Jing Pavilion was indeed not spoken in vain.

  Minister's lineage, Minister's red eyes, later generations green eyes, second generation blue eyes, third generation yellow eyes, fourth generation white eyes above, and three ancestors, dare not imagine the white eyes above the three generations of zombies, flesh body is strong to what extent, can really like the words in the hidden scripture pavilion, pierce through the void, shatter the sky.

  Roar!

  The white-eyed zombie's body was filled with surging blood energy, like a river of blood. Its claws tore through the air, containing a fierce and deadly zombie toxin.

  With a cold cry, Yun Fei took a step forward, and the golden sword energy floated on top of the purple bamboo sword. The heavy and sharp sword energy of the Golden Earth Two-Line Sword shook the mountains and rivers as the Nine-Style Shocking Mountain unfolded. Each sword strike seemed to bring down a small mountain, but the White-Eyed Zombie couldn't dodge them. Every sword fell on its body, and after two swords, there was a trail of blood. In the span of ten breaths, Yun Fei continuously slashed thirty-six swords, like thirty-six small mountains pressing down. Eighteen trails of blood almost covered the zombie's chest.

  The white-eyed zombie let out a furious roar, its body was about the height of a zhang, with bulging muscles. The moonlight from the nine heavens converged on it, nourishing it with yin energy, and at almost visible speed, the sharp aura on the bloodstains was forced out, rapidly healing itself.

  In the eyes, the essence of the divine sparkles, two pure golden yin-yang fish float and rise, rotating along the two mysterious paths. With a stride that shakes the heavens, it seems as if an ancient mountain is moving, the green stone ground shaking, opening up cracks like spider webs. The Pre-Heaven Sword Qi envelops the Purple Bamboo Sword, although it's just an illusion, yet still, a sharp aura rises, unmatched by even the flying clouds.

  Woooo...

  This sword fell, almost slowing down to the extreme, the air around the purple bamboo sword rippled with fine ripples, spreading out three feet away.

  On that day, Jian Ge's one battle, until now, Qi Tian has fully opened up ninety-seven Dào Qì (Daoist energy channels), and his Xian Tian sword energy has swallowed the Jin Xing Ling Qi, becoming even more powerful. Its thickness is far beyond what it was in the past. The power of this one sword is even more superior to what it was back then.

  The corpse's claws rose, cold and menacing, as a chill aura spread out.

  Hmph!

  One of the corpse's claws was chopped off by a powerful slash, with blood gushing out from the severed stump, and the sword energy emanating from the Heavenly Sword was unable to be forced out.

  Roar!

  The white-eyed zombie let out a shrill howl and retreated repeatedly, as the sword of Qitian caused its confused soul to feel fear.

  His figure didn't retreat, his footsteps connected to the sky, the purple bamboo sword chopped down one after another, each sword like a heavy mountain rolling down, sinking as if weighing a thousand jun.

  Pfft——

  Pfft——

  The white-eyed zombie's physical body was unmatched, its speed astonishingly fast. It dodged five swords and still had three more added to it. One sword cut off another zombie claw, one severed a wrist, and the third left a three-inch-long blood mark on its neck, with blood gushing out profusely, difficult to stop.

  "Cut it off!"

  Yun Fei sank into a drink, the purple bamboo sword's sword energy was like a rainbow. His body shape was like flying, and he suddenly arrived at Qi Tian's side. One sword was like a mountain, heavily falling down.

  Roar!

  At this moment, the white-eyed zombie wept blood and roared, spitting out a mouthful of thick, crimson-like essence that wrapped its entire corpse, flashing a bloody light before disappearing in front of the two.

  "Blood Escape!"

  Qitian said in a deep voice: "The fourth generation of the White Eye, the Gate of Life is on the head, it was injured in the neck, and has already moved the foundation. If it spits out another mouthful of vital blood and uses its lifeblood escape technique, it will be even more severely injured. It appears and disappears in Longshu Town, its lair must not be far from here, let's chase after it!"

  Two people walked in step, their bodies like arrows, heading towards the end of Longshu Town.

  The dark wind that filled the sky gradually subsided, but the air remained eerily cold. In the vast expanse of the sky above, the black clouds not only failed to disperse, but instead grew denser and more ominous. The bright moon hung in the sky, slowly becoming obscured, as the earth sank into darkness.

  At the end of Longshu Town is Mount Longshu. Although it's not high, only a hundred zhang tall, it stretches for dozens of miles and is quite vast.

  "The yin energy is dissipating on the mountain!"

  "Be careful, that fourth generation White Eye's nest is likely on the mountain. Let's approach from the side to avoid startling them."

  Gazing up at the summit of Longshu Mountain, where dark clouds gather and lightning flashes faintly, it seems like a purgatory, emitting a cold and gloomy aura.

  Two people went up the mountain, Longshu Mountain's hundred trees withered and all life energy was lost, which made Qitian somewhat startled.

  "This Longshu Mountain is not simple, more than half of it has great danger."

  Yun Fei glanced at him and asked softly, "Are you afraid?"

  Smiling but saying nothing, Qi Tian grabbed a wine gourd and drank it all with Yun Fei.

  After half a column of incense had burned, the two of them climbed up to the top of a mountain.

  "That is—"

  Yun Fei's eyes widened in shock as he stared at everything in front of him in disbelief.

  On that purgatory-like mountain peak, there was a golden tree like a dragon, the golden tree was over 10 zhang high, from a distance it looked like a golden dragon coiled around, the trunk of the tree could be seen with scales like a dragon's, crystal clear and shining, flowing with a terrifying life energy.

  "How is it possible? Could the legend be true? The Dragon Tree Mountain actually gave birth to a ten-thousand-year-old dragon tree!"

  Yun Fei gritted his teeth, his eyes fixed tightly on the dragon tree. The entire dragon tree was radiant with color, even surrounded by immortal mist, its majestic posture vigorous and serene.

  Qitian furrowed his brow, and in his eyes, two yin-yang fish emerged, rotating along a mysterious trajectory. In the dantian qihai, the pre-heavenly sword body hummed with energy. A strand of golden light burst forth from within, and a sharp, unmatched aura pierced through his eyes.

  Both eyes overflowed with blood, and he let out a loud hum, suddenly slapping Yun Fei's shoulder.

  "Wake up!"

  A sharp aura burst out of his mouth, and fresh blood gushed out from the corners of his mouth and nose. He was completely unaware, his eyes gleaming like lightning as he stared intently at a distant mountain peak.

  Pfft——

  The sharp point entered his ear, and Yun Fei also spat out a mouthful of inverted blood, sitting down on the ground with his legs crossed. With a lingering fear in his heart, he said: "Almost got caught off guard, this mountain peak is not simple, it can actually borrow the Dragon Tree Mountain to create such a treasure tree."

  Qitian nodded, and the pre-heavenly sword energy circulated throughout his body, tempering the fine skin that had been wounded. Just now, that one sharp edge had pierced through his entire body, and he couldn't withstand it, his physical body suffering a not inconsiderable injury.

  That is the sharp aura born from a strand of pre-heaven sword energy left behind by Xuanjian Upper Person after five thousand years, with his seated meditation and preservation.

  This sharp aura, powerful as it is, almost flawlessly destroyed the dragon tree in an instant, and nothing can stop such sharpness.

  Yun Fei looked at Qi Tian again, and said in a low voice: "The body of the Xiantian Sword is like this? Master said that if you pass through the thunder tribulation and reach the extreme, the sword body will not be destroyed, and all kinds of magical powers cannot be added to the body, destroying all laws."

  Qitian shook his head and sighed: "That is the remaining prestige of our ancestor, I don't know when I can reach that level."

  Suddenly, Yunfei was taken aback.

  "Wait, listen!"

  He looked up at the mountain peak, and at this moment, the original purgatory had disappeared, even the dark clouds above the nine heavens had dispersed more than half. The bright moon was in the sky, the moonlight condensed into a pillar, penetrating the heaven and earth, falling on the mountain peak. The dragon tree did not appear, but revealed a black hole beside it. Next to the cave, a tombstone had long been rotten, and the words could no longer be seen.

  A mournful sound of a flute came out of the cave, like weeping and complaining, extremely sorrowful, making Qi Tian frown, feeling somewhat strange.

  After a moment of silence, Yun Fei said: "To be able to play such a beautiful bamboo flute melody, you shouldn't be a great villain. But, could it be that White Eyed Zombie?"

  The two of them looked at each other, somewhat incredulous. Four generations of blank stares, their spiritual intelligence not yet open, they only knew how to drink blood and eat raw flesh, how could they produce such a melodious sound on the flute? If it wasn't them, then who was in the cave?

  After a pause, Qi Tian said: "This matter will eventually have to be settled. The fourth generation of the White Eye cannot be let off, otherwise it will lie dormant and then re-emerge again."

  "Go in!"

  Yun Fei nodded and handed over the last two wine gourds, giving one to Qi Tian.

  The purple bamboo wine entered his throat, turning into a thick and scorching hot air that burned his heart and lungs. His entire body's energy and blood seemed to be boiling up. Ten breaths later, the two of them threw away the gourd and stepped onto the mountain peak with large strides.