"We're done for!"
Zhou Tong could not help but hold his breath. His blood seemed to freeze. If the Soaring Locust King wanted to kill them, it would be a piece of cake. He only needed a few seconds.
However, the pair of cold, emotionless compound eyes only glanced past him before flapping its wings and descending rapidly, pushing aside the black and white clouds.
Zhou Tong recovered his breathing and was surprised. "Why is the Soaring Locust King in such a hurry?"
He could vaguely make out a vicious demonfolk totem imprinted on the wide, withered back of the Soaring Locust King. Its daemon qi was mixed with heavy demon qi. Without the time to consider the cause and effect, he bit the tip of his tongue and spat a mouthful of blood onto the Lightning Slaughter sword, taking off as quickly as he could.
"The Soaring Locust King!" Elder Heaven and Earth cried out at the same time. Why had it come here?
The Sword Collection peak was the core of the sword formation of heaven and earth. On one hand, it could contain the Forsaken Immortal sword, but on the other hand, it could draw on its power to fend off external enemies. It was originally an extremely ingenious design, but elder Heaven had entered a stalemate with the sword soul in order to refine the Forsaken Immortal sword, causing the sword formation of heaven and earth to lose its core.
The Soaring Locust King broke through the sword formation easily. With a flap of its wings, it hovered above the Sword Collection palace, parting the wind and rain.
The Forsaken Immortal sword soul said, "You stinking bug sure are slow. So much for wasting so much effort to control the timing!"
"Shut up. Do you want to be trapped here?" The Soaring Locust King roared furiously.
"Then do you want to carry this hatred forever? You're just a powerless, puny, stinking bug. You need my strength, so no matter how I humiliate you, you'll endure it, because this bit of humiliation is completely insignificant compared to true hatred! Though, we're both trapped here, so I can't help but feel a hint of sympathy for you. Hehehehe, come, release me. Make everyone in the world pay the price! "
The Soaring Locust King gritted its teeth. Unless it had no other choice, it would never release the sword. However, at this moment, the figure of the Golden Cicada Spirit King undergoing the tribulation appeared through the countless compound eyes. Millions of images overlapped together as it bellowed out, "Golden Cicada!"
The fierce winds kicked up by its wings uprooted countless trees. Roaring lightning ripped through the sky.
"Junior brother, stop him quickly. Without the protection of the insects, he's not much stronger than regular Daemon Kings!" Elder Heaven said.
"Myriad Sword Technique!"
Elder Di made a sword gesture and stared at the Soaring Locust King. Thousands of sword gleams appeared beside him, ready to strike.
"Scram!"
The Soaring Locust King let out a roar as demonic Qi exploded from its body. Its huge body grew even larger, and its yellowish body was now dyed with a layer of black. Bone spikes protruded from its body, making it look even more ferocious.
It flapped its wings loudly, but it did not charge towards Elder Earth. Instead, it pounced towards the nearest chain. Its ferocious mouth bit down viciously, and more than half of the chain broke.
"Junior Brother, hurry up!" Elder Tian urged anxiously. Compared to the Soaring Locust King, this was the true terror.
However, Elder Di did not make a move. The sword gleam beside him gradually dispersed. With a serious expression, he said to Elder Tian who was on the Hidden Sword Peak, "Senior Brother, you've lost the bet!"
If he had to fight with the Soaring Locust King, he could barely give it a try. However, it was impossible for him to stop the Soaring Locust King from biting through the chains and destroying the sword formation.
"Save me!" Elder Tian stretched out his hand and Elder Di flew away on his sword without looking back.
The Flying Locust King's sharp mouthparts clamped down forcefully, snapping one of the chains in half. The chain then lashed onto the Sky Leaning Peak. Countless buildings were reduced to rubble, debris flying everywhere.
Bang! Bang!
Bang! The chains snapped one by one, dancing wildly like tentacles, lashing at the mountains that had once restrained it.
The Sword Formation of Heaven and Earth was on the verge of collapse, and all the swords on the Hidden Sword peak began to tremble and ring. In the depths of the Hidden Sword peak, a strange sound radiated out, causing all the swords in the Sword Collection palace to tremble and ring.
In the blink of an eye, only a single chain remained on the Sky Leaning Peak. It reached straight up into the sky.
"Alright, there's only one more. Your mission is complete!" The Forsaken Immortal sword soul said.
"You can break free from this one yourself!" The Soaring Locust King turned around, flapped its wings, and took off.
"Hehe, how clever!" The Forsaken Immortal sword soul turned to elder Tian and said, "Now, it's just you and me. Don't refine me. Come!" A frenzied sword intent rushed into elder Tian's sea of consciousness. It was unstoppable and unstoppable.
"Stop! Let me go, or I'll blow up my sword nascent soul!" Elder Tian called out.
"Are you saying that you want me to be gentle? Don't worry, I'll be very gentle! "The Forsaken Immortal sword soul said slowly. The frenzied sword intent suddenly vanished.
Before elder Tian could even catch his breath, the sword intent that had vanished suddenly erupted again. It had somehow infiltrated the depths of his sea of consciousness. He suddenly widened his eyes, and resplendent light shone from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose. He stretched his limbs as far as he could, and his robes became filled with sword qi.
"But I still prefer to be a little more violent. It's a pity that this body is far too fragile. It can't compare to that Li Qingshan. I'll just refine it a little!" The Forsaken Immortal sword soul said.
At that moment, the sky full of lightning gathered on the Hidden Sword peak and elder Tian.
Elder Tian's consciousness was like a candle flickering in the wind. It could be extinguished at any time. Blowing up his sword nascent soul was already a pipe dream. He glanced at a lone mountain from the corner of his eye and suddenly remembered what someone had said to him a thousand years ago.
"Tian 'er, obtaining a famed sword isn't all luck. An ordinary person can also wield an iron sword, but a famed sword is much more dangerous … Remember, the sword is not a friend, nor is it a lover. It is cold and heartless. You must hold the hilt tightly, or else you will be hurt by the sword!"
That was his first master, who had taught him the most basic of swordsmanship. But after he had passed the heavenly tribulation and obtained the famed sword, he no longer had the right to teach him. In the end, he had given him these words, but they were already unclear.
He had never taken those words to heart. An old man who had never passed the second heavenly tribulation in his life had no right to teach him, the heir of a famed sword. Instead, he felt that this kind of fear would only affect his cultivation.
"Am I wrong?"
"No, you're not wrong. You're just not strong enough!" The Forsaken Immortal sword soul answered.
Elder Tian could no longer hear it. His consciousness had been completely destroyed by the frenzied and twisted sword intent. The light from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose slowly disappeared. His expression slowly twisted, and his temperament changed. He was filled with a perverse aura. He waved his sleeves.
There was a flash of light, and the last chain fell silently. Even the wind and rain were cut apart. The sun shone with golden light, but none of it was as glorious as the strike.
The thousands of swords on the Hidden Sword peak resonated together. The Hidden Sword peak fell down like a broken kite, directly colliding with the Hidden Sword pavilion.
Boom!
The entrance of the Hidden Sword pavilion collapsed, and the Hidden Sword peak twisted as if it had been forcefully squeezed through the entrance, vanishing.
At this moment, the swordmasters and elders all roused. The demonic thoughts in their hearts had instead receded a lot. Controlling people's hearts through demonic seeds could not last for long. They stared at the horrific sight of the Sword Collection palace and had yet to completely recover from their shock.
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