"Senior Brother Zhang Sheng, is it your turn to be on duty today?"
"En."
"Thanks for your hard work. With Senior Brother Zhang Sheng, everyone can have some peace these two days."
Zhang Sheng frowned slightly, "The Demon Race is treacherous and changeable. Even if Big Brother is on duty, he has repeatedly told everyone not to relax their vigilance, you guys …"
"I know, I know, Senior Brother Zhang Sheng is so long-winded."
The petite He Yue made a face at Zhang Sheng as she ran away happily, leaving the futon in the room for Zhang Sheng to sit on. Zhang Sheng didn't say much after entering the room. He sat cross-legged on the futon and closed his eyes to rest. A moment later, a half-real flying sword jumped out from between his eyebrows, and the sword light shone brightly.
There was also a little person standing on this flying sword. His facial features were exactly the same as Zhang Sheng himself, but the size was compressed to about seven inches. It was Zhang Sheng's primordial spirit. Releasing the primordial spirit to control the flying sword was not the ability of Daoist Master King Pill, but the Emotion Sword cultivator was different. Zhang Sheng's primordial spirit stepped on the blade of the sword with bare feet, and the soles of his feet were almost integrated with the blade. This was the complete integration of the primordial spirit and the flying sword. If not, the sword of Daoist Master King Pill was so sharp that even the sword intent could cut iron like mud. With Zhang Sheng's ability, he could not independently attach his primordial spirit to the flying sword.
After the flying sword left his body, it flew up and flashed away on the roof. For Zhang Sheng, the next work had just begun.
After leaving the room, the flying sword appeared in a muddy black water, which was the Blessed Fountain outside the Dragon Palace that had been soaked by the black tide. Today's Blessed Fountain had been polluted by the black tide for two years. The once clear spring water had become highly poisonous. Two years ago, only a bowl of such poisonous water could make the body of a golden generation change from head to toe. As for soaking the primordial spirit flying sword in the poisonous water, it was a road to death.
But now was different. In two years, the golden generation had been reborn, and a large number of Daoist Master King Pill had emerged. Although the quality of King Pill was worrying, it was still King Pill, after all, the golden generation. Moreover, for two years, they had been drinking the waste oil processed by the black tide water day and night, so they had more or less resistance to this force.
So they started to fight back. Being suppressed by the Black Tide of the Devil Clan in the Dragon Palace was not a long-term solution after all. There was still one year left, and everyone had to prepare to break out. At that time, the seventy-five King Pill cultivators in the Dragon Palace would form a Seventy-two Earthly Malice Formation. Ouyang Shang, Wang Lu, and one of the most outstanding disciples would form a Three Talents Formation to command the overall situation. When the time comes, the two formations would be launched simultaneously to detonate the Earth Veins under the water. They would then borrow the force from the water to soar up to the sky, sweeping away all the evils. It would be a matter of life or death, so there was no room for carelessness. Therefore, before this, there was more than a year of training period, during which the cultivators of Spirit Sword Sect began to take the initiative to attack. Relying on the crumbling Dragon Palace Great Array, they went deep into the black water to expand their territory.
Of course, only a few people were qualified to expand their territory. The task of most of the cultivators of Spirit Sword Sect was to support the Dragon Palace Great Array. Over the past year, the great array left by the flood dragon of Blessed Fountain had become more and more riddled with holes. Not only the Devil King, even the evil spirits and monsters had begun to infiltrate the Dragon Palace.
The so-called evil spirits and monsters referred to the spirits of the dead in the black tide. In the past year or so, the spirits of the dead began to appear in the completely silent black tide, just like the skeletons and zombies that Wang Lu first saw at the foot of the Western Mountain. This meant that the black tide released by the Devil King had begun to fully evolve, which also meant that the cultivators of Spirit Sword Sect must be extra careful to spend the remaining less than a year.
The grand strategy of the Seventy-two Earthly Malice Formation and Three Talents Formation was not a small one. If anything went wrong in the middle, the whole plan would go down the drain. Therefore, for more than two years, Ouyang Shang and Wang Lu had been cautious and tried their best to ensure the safety of everyone — otherwise, they would not have wasted their precious time and energy on the details. There were more than seventy people in the Dragon Palace, so what if two or three of them died? In the real history line, the black tide crisis was a big crisis that caused the annihilation of the entire Lingjian School. It was impossible to expect one person to safely cross the tribulation without dying.
But from the looks of it now, it was indeed true that no one should die. If one died, the strategy of launching two arrays at the same time would be impossible to talk about, especially since more than two years had passed. Everyone had been working hard towards this goal, so it was very difficult to change the plan at the last minute. They could only go all the way, until...
Clank!
A crisp sound of impact interrupted Zhang Sheng's thoughts. When he carefully sensed it, it turned out to be a heavily armored undead warrior, holding a heavy hammer. Just now, after colliding with his flying sword, the undead warrior was shaken back in the water.
But … it was just shaken back, not destroyed? Zhang Sheng could not help but be surprised.
Since he entered the black water with his primordial spirit under the leadership of his Big Brother, he had fought against the undead of the black tide many times. He was always victorious and had never met an opponent that he could not take down in one move.
Did the undead of the black tide evolve again? Or did Big Brother and the others deliberately let him adapt to the intensity?
The black tide had appeared for two years, so its real power was naturally not something that a mere Zhang Sheng could run amok. It was just that the repulsive force of the Dragon Palace was too strong, plus the existence of Wang Lu and Ouyang Shang made the most powerful undead reluctant to fight head-on. Most of the undead wandering around the Dragon Palace were minnows, which could be used as practice for Zhang Sheng.
But now it seemed that there was an elite among the minnows.
Zhang Sheng adjusted his rhythm and temporarily stopped thinking about the meaning of this. Instead, he focused on the fight. He was a sword cultivator, one of the top three sword cultivators among the disciples of Spirit Sword Mountain in terms of strength and potential. Fighting was his vocation. As for the complicated things, it was better to go back and report it to his Senior Brother and let him think about it.
Zhang Sheng's strength was indeed very strong. Even if it was just his primordial spirit controlling the virtual sword, its power was far superior to that of the minnows in the black tide. The strength and defense of the heavily armored undead was extremely strong, but its reaction speed was far less. After two or three moves, Zhang Sheng found a flaw, and a move of 'A Silver Lining to the Sky' went straight through its forehead.
After dealing with this elite undead, Zhang Sheng also felt a bit tired. His primordial spirit could not go out of his body for a long time. First, his rapid progress in the past two years was completely based on the foundation of spoiling things through excessive enthusiasm. His magical power level had gone up, but his primordial spirit cultivation base had not kept up. Second … Primordial spirit was not a realm that Daoist Master King Pill could reach. Thanks to his Emotion Sword Technique that was close to the immortal level, plus some special reasons, he could achieve the current magical effect. At this time, Zhang Sheng had been fighting in the black tide for about the time it took to eat a meal, and the power of his primordial spirit had been consumed by more than seventy percent. It was time to sound the gongs to retreat.
However, just as he was about to retreat, the flying sword suddenly flashed and trembled slightly. Zhang Sheng was immediately vigilant. Sensing with his primordial spirit, he found that not far away, there were several heavily armored undead that began to approach.
As a sword cultivator, Zhang Sheng was naturally belligerent, but at this time, he did not want to fight. Even if his primordial spirit was full, he would still be cautious when he saw this strange situation. If there was something abnormal, then there must be a demon. With his current strength, he was not qualified to slay these demons.
However, when he wanted to retreat, his retreat had been cut off. Two shadowless and invisible undead condensed behind him, forming a pincer attack with the heavily armored undead that was approaching in front of him.
Zhang Sheng's heart sank even more. This ambush array … was obviously premeditated for a long time. And the Demon King was obviously operating behind it.
The crux of the matter was not these elite undead, but the fact that up until now, his Big Brother and the others had not appeared … Most likely, the undead of the black tide had used some special method to deceive their perception. Then, they set up a trap to deal with him.
It was not easy to deceive the perception of those two people, so they were very particular about the target. Zhang Sheng was the key figure of the double array, and his importance was even higher than that of the other disciples. Because Yang Fei, Cai Xia, and the others were only important characters in the 72 Earth Terminator Great Array, while Zhang Sheng was the only remaining important candidate of the Three Individuals Sword Array!
To put it cruelly, if Yang Fei and the others died, with the means of his Big Brother, they might be able to find a replacement. At least, Zhang Sheng knew that the Ancient Sword of Mount Kun in Wang Lu's hand was extraordinary. The sword spirit could already exist independently, and its strength was not bad. At the critical moment, it could be used as a King Pill disciple.
However, there were only three candidates at most who could step on the Human Position of the Three Individuals Sword Array. Zhang Sheng, Zhou Ming, and Fei Ying … In addition, the old powerhouses of the golden generation, such as Yang Fei and Feng Yin, were not qualified. Even Wang Wu, who had suddenly emerged in the past two years, was still lacking.
For these three people, Ouyang Shang and Wang Lu had put in enough effort. Any loss could be said to be a serious injury, not to mention that Zhang Sheng was the first among the three candidates …
"Rise!"
At the critical moment, Zhang Sheng did not hesitate to go all out. His flying sword pierced straight behind him like lightning. The two undead blocking the way behind him had already expected this and turned their figures into nothingness one step ahead of time. However, they were only half real and half illusory, like thousands of thin silk threads, which then weaved into countless powerful nets. Although Zhang Sheng's flying sword was fast, it slowed down after piercing through dozens of nets.
"Break!"
Zhang Sheng's primordial spirit shook. His flying sword suddenly swelled up and shone brightly, finally breaking free from the shackles of the net.
However, an arrow at the end of its flight could not pierce through Lu Peng. Zhang Sheng stimulated his primordial spirit. Although he barely pierced through Lu Peng, he was still weak. Soon after breaking free from the net, he stopped. Fortunately, at this time, he was only one step away from the Dragon Palace … However, at this time, a dark shadow appeared in front of him.
In the already dark black tide, it still made people feel dark. The power of that shadow could be seen. Zhang Sheng knew that he couldn't fight it, and he didn't want to fight it. Fortunately, at the last moment, he still had a life-saving trick.
"Break!"
With a loud bang, Zhang Sheng's primordial spirit was actually separated from the flying sword. The original flying sword cracked with a loud bang, turning into countless fragments. Among them, the largest fragments just happened to be facing the front, buying time for Zhang Sheng's primordial spirit to escape.
This was the last card that Ouyang Shang taught him. Although the life source flying sword was precious, it was not as precious as a human life. Moreover, in the end, the Sword of Mount Kun in the hand of Wang Lu could be temporarily borrowed. With the magic of the sword spirit, there should not be much resistance as the life source flying sword for a period of time.
And Zhang Sheng's last move really worked. How great was the power of the disintegration of the life source flying sword? Each fragment was almost the full power of a Daoist Master of Jindan Stage. Although the shadow responsible for the encirclement was powerful, it was also forced to be flustered and completely had no time to take care of Zhang Sheng's primordial spirit that took the opportunity to escape.
However, just as Zhang Sheng was about to return to the Dragon Palace, the shadow suddenly spoke.
"Zhang Sheng, it's me …"
The voice passed through the water and was keenly captured by Zhang Sheng's last remaining primordial spirit when he returned to the Dragon Palace.
In an instant, Zhang Sheng felt like he was struck by lightning, and his primordial spirit shook violently.
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