Countless cracks had appeared on the ground beneath Jing Jiu. If it weren't for the fact that this was the core of the Cloudy Dream Grand Formation and the ground was as hard as a magic treasure, Jing Jiu would have been pressed into the ground.
Being as heavy as a mountain was one of the most important characteristics of the Scenic Cloud Clock.
The Qilin looked at the Scenic Cloud Bell in his hand, and the disbelief and anger in its eyes gradually turned into fear and fear. Even its breathing became a lot more rapid, and its front hooves kept tapping the ground lightly, and its waist slightly bent. It was not thinking of escaping, but preparing to kneel down …
The Scenic Cloud Bell was the most precious treasure of Zhongzhou School. It had unimaginable power, but it couldn't be used in the air like a magic weapon. However, if it rang in the ears of a cultivator, no matter if it was a Supreme Being or a so-called Banished Immortal, their spirit would collapse, and they would be in excruciating pain.
Back in the Battle of Zhaoge City, even someone as powerful as Lian Sanyue was wary of the Scenic-Cloud Bell in the hands of the Immortal Tan. It was the day before that the Underworld Master, the number one swordsman in the Underworld, was almost killed by Tong Yan's sneak-attack with the Scenic-Cloud Bell.
Right now, no one in the world could match Jing Jiu's speed. If he were to chase after his opponent with the Scenic Cloud Bell, it would indeed be an undefeatable killing move.
The problem was that Qilin was a real ancient divine beast, possessing unimaginable natural pressure and realm strength. Just as he had said, no one knew how many tricks he had hidden. Logically speaking, even if he was afraid of the Scenic Cloud Bell in Jing Jiu's hands, he shouldn't be so afraid. He was simply inferior to Ada.
Why was that?
"Legend has it that the Scenic Cloud Bell is your natural divine artifact, and it has been tied to your neck since ancient times."
Jing Jiu looked at the Qilin and said, "And I don't believe in any myths or legends."
He was a legend in Chaotian himself, so he knew that the legends were often far from the truth, but they had some inexplicable connections.
For example, it was said in the cultivation world that Emperor Xiao was hiding in a turtle shell, which was obviously influenced by the Round Turtle. In fact, it was just one of the strongest treasures in the world. Sometimes it was a turtle shell, sometimes it was a clam. If Emperor Xiao wanted to, he could even turn it into a palace.
Sometimes, this connection was even more interesting. Legends and the truth could be completely opposite.
If the Scenic Cloud Bell was not a natural divine object of the Kylin, why would it be tied to its neck, and why would it become a magic weapon that only the head of Zhongzhou School could possess?
He only needed to make a simple deduction to get an answer that was close to the truth.
In fact, he and Taiping Zhenren already had this answer hundreds of years ago, but it was only today that he received confirmation from the Kylin's reaction.
The Scenic Cloud Bell was not a natural divine item of the Kylin, but a divine item that was born to restrain it. It might have been born naturally, or it might have been made by a powerful person in ancient times, or it might have been made by the founder of Zhongzhou School.
The reason why the Aoyama Sect had the Sky Bearing Scabbard to counter the All in One Sword was the same.
Hearing Jing Jiu's words, Qilin knew that he knew the true use of the Scenic Cloud Bell. Anger flashed in the depths of his eyes. He forcibly suppressed the trembling in his heart and said, "You used the treasure of Zhongzhou School to deal with me, a divine beast of Zhongzhou School. Don't you think it's too much?"
Jing Jiu said, "Very suitable."
Qilin yelled desperately and angrily, "This has nothing to do with me!"
Jing Jiu said, "I'm also wondering why Bai Yuan didn't take you with her when she did this."
Qilin said, "I'm a highly achieved fairy man. It's not a big deal to kill a few people once in a while, but how could I do such a thing? Isn't I afraid that the heavenly dao will punish me?"
The change in the energy of heaven and earth couldn't escape the perception of a divine beast of ancient times.
"Immortal, please calm down. That little girl Bai Yuan is obviously crazy; that's why she would do such a heinous thing."
Qilin continued helplessly while looking at Jing Jiu, "If so, why would she care about my life and death?"
Jing Jiu said, "In that case, she wouldn't show herself even if she knew I wanted to kill you."
"That's right," Qilin said earnestly.
"If I can't kill her in two hours, I'll come back and kill you."
Having said that, Jing Jiu put away the Scenic Cloud Bell and turned to leave Cloud-Dream Mountain.
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…
The bright sword light broke through the endless clouds and fog and returned to the fields and mountains and rivers in Chaotian, traveling and traveling at an unimaginably high speed.
The sword light had seen the whole human world, and it was also seen by the whole human world.
The mortals in the towns and villages thought they had seen an ominous shooting star in the daytime, feeling unlucky and spitting at it incessantly.
The people of various Cultivation sects didn't think so. Looking at the fleeting sword light in the sky, they felt awed and yearned to see it.
On a huge cloud boat, the Immortal Tan put away the bloody handkerchief. Looking at the sword light in heaven and earth, the wrinkles on his broad forehead grew deeper as he sighed.
The people in Aoyama had also seen the sword light, but their emotions and reactions varied.
On the top of Shenmo Peak, Liu Shisui pressed his palms together and recited the script he had learned from the Guocheng Temple in a low voice. Yuan Qu was calculating the speed of the sword light and the number of passages leading to the Underworld with a pen and paper in his hands, in an attempt to figure out how long it would take the Immortal Sect Master to find Bai Zhenren. Lying on the bamboo chair, Zhuo Rusui held his head with both hands, pondering something.
As the sword light traveled in the human world, Ping Yong-Ka was reciting the sword instructions on the Sword Peak.
His face was pale, and his sword wills had been greatly consumed. His finger pointing at the sky trembled incessantly.
Rather than saying that he was controlling the sword, the current situation was more like the sword light was guiding his will.
Zhao Layue didn't look at the sword light in the sky; she had been staring at Ping Yong-Ka's face the entire time.
Guangyuan Zhenren thought that she was worried that Ping Yong-Ka wouldn't be able to hold on and that the Immortal Sect Master wouldn't be able to transform into a sword to travel. Nan Wang thought that she was thinking of a way to replace Ping Yong-Ka with the acquired shapeless sword body. Qing 'er was the only one who knew that she had another idea in addition to all these.
"Do you intend to find out his weakness so that you can kill him at any time in the future?"
Qing 'er flew to the back of Zhao Layue and asked gingerly through her spiritual awareness.
After a moment of silence, Zhao Layue nodded imperceptibly.
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…
The sword light had gone to various places in the human world.
It had gone to all the places where Bai Zhenren might be.
Jing Jiu had checked the passages leading to the Underworld on the Cold Mountain, and he had even gone to the Huge Whirlpool and the Underworld. In the end, he had stayed by the seashore of the East Ocean for a while.
In the end, he didn't find anything, and the time was up. As such, he returned to the Cloud-Dream Mountain and entered the deep end of the Great Formation of Cloud-Dream, arriving in front of the Unicorn.
"I thought you would try to escape," said Jing Jiu.
Seeing his pale face and the dim but crazily glint in the deep end of his eyes, the Unicorn knew that Jing Jiu was about to strike with his sword. "Can I be faster than you?" he demanded angrily.
"You can hide like Bai Yuan," said Jing Jiu.
The Unicorn said helplessly, "Can you stop testing me? I really don't know where she is, and I don't know what method she has used to conceal her energy. "
"Then I have no choice but to kill you," said Jing Jiu.
The Unicorn showed a satisfied and cruel expression in his eyes, as he said, "But I have just thought of something."
Jing Jiu took out the Scenic-Cloud Bell, saying nothing.
The Unicorn said urgently, "Have you forgotten about Longevity Mountain?"
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…
Longevity Mountain was located in the southeast of Chaotian, a distance away from the Guocheng Temple and Shui Yue Nunnery.
This mountain was a mausoleum of the previous dynasty, which had been occupied by the No-Mercy Sect many years ago and became the headquarters of their sect.
Pei Baifa left the human world after the duel with the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean. The No-Mercy Sect had no one in the Heavenly Arrival State, so they were forced to seal off the mountain to protect themselves. Except for their registered disciple, Liu Shisui, nobody else had shown up.
The mausoleum of the previous dynasty had a formation that shielded the energy, and the No-Mercy Sect had activated the Great Formation to seal off the mountain, isolating it from heaven and earth. That was why nobody could sense the energy of Bai Zhenren.
More importantly, there was a passage leading to the Underworld under the mausoleum of the previous dynasty. The No-Mercy Sect had guarded this passage for generations, and many of their members had died there.
The green cliff was illuminated by the sword lights, and then returned to normal.
The mountain wind ruffled his white cloth, bringing up a few strands of it, which merged with the receding sword lights.
Standing in the clouds and looking down at the rolling hills, Jing Jiu raised his eyebrows slightly again, like a sword about to be drawn out of its sheath.
The Aoyama Sect and the No-Mercy Sect had been on good terms for generations. Jing Jiu had traveled here many years ago, but he didn't like the energy here.
It had nothing to do with the dark energy of the mausoleum or the dark wind from the Underworld.
The emperors and empresses of the previous dynasty were buried in this mausoleum, but Jing Jiu was a descendant of the Jing royal family, so he had a bad feeling about it.
The formation of the mausoleum of the previous dynasty was nothing to him, but the Great Formation of the No-Mercy Sect was indeed formidable. It was like a shapeless and indestructible cover covering an area of one hundred square miles, blocking out all the sunlight and raindrops.
Yet, Jing Jiu was quite good at cutting it off.
His gaze fell on Longevity Mountain. Soon, he had seen every cliff and even every ancient tree, and he found the only passage leading to this formation.
The Aoyama Sect and the No-Mercy Sect were allies who would go through life and death together. As the sect master of Aoyama, it was inappropriate for Jing Jiu to break the formation. Yet, he didn't give it much thought, flying toward the formation.
The bright sword light illuminated an ancient tree and broke through the bark of the tree, disappearing instantly. As it reappeared, it was already inside the Great Formation.
The elders and disciples of the No-Mercy Sect were cultivating behind closed doors in their manor caves, so they didn't sense the arrival of the sword light. The formidable sword will merely disturbed countless fallen leaves.
Isolated by the Great Formation of the No-Mercy Sect, the temperature here was different from that in Chaotian. It seemed to be autumn here.
The yellow leaves were flying around like countless butterflies dancing in the air.
The sword light broke through countless yellow leaves and arrived in front of the grand hall of the No-Mercy Sect. It broke through the thick stone door soundlessly, heading toward the deep end of Longevity Mountain.
This grand hall was the front temple of the mausoleum of the previous dynasty. The inside of the mausoleum was the inside of it.
Countless crisp and faint cracking sounds rang out. The sword light had broken through dozens of stone walls and seven halls in a row, and had finally arrived at the deep end of the mausoleum.
A famous tyrant of the previous dynasty was buried in this mausoleum. The structure of the mausoleum was unusual, and the mausoleum was very tall.
The coffin made of white jade in the center of the mausoleum exuded a cold and gloomy aura.
Bai Zhenren was hiding in that white jade coffin.
There was a soft clank sound.
The white jade coffin broke apart. The bright sword light drifted into it, but … it stopped.
This sword light had cut a gorge and created a mountain. Nobody in heaven or on earth could resist it; but it was blocked by something!
This was the most unimaginable thing in the world.
The sword light stopped.
The broken pieces of the white jade coffin fell down like snowflakes.
Jing Jiu's figure appeared.
Bai Zhenren looked at Jing Jiu in Silence, holding a mussel in his hand.
Jing Jiu's finger was clamped by the mussel.
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