Daily Divination From Market Rogue Cultivator To Immortal Venerable - Chapter 302

Chapter 302 Purge of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect: The Law of the Fittest (Seeking Subscriptions)

Du Han’s judgment was correct.

Within the outermost array, there were several more third-tier high-grade linked arrays.

Even an ordinary third-tier high-grade array master would have a headache.

But Li Chang’an was not stopped.

Inside his Soul Banner

were the souls of three third-tier high-grade array masters from the Western Regions.

One of them was killed by Li Chang’an outside the Mu Family’s Red Leaf Valley, and the other two were killed by him in the Mo Family’s territory.

He often discussed array techniques with these three, and his array skills became more and more refined, vaguely feeling that he was about to make further progress.

Although he had not broken through to the fourth tier, he was already far superior to other third-tier high-grade array masters.

“It’s a pity that there are no fourth-tier treasures here, nor any Nascent Soul opportunities. I also don’t know where the true treasure trove of the Qingfeng Sect is. Could it have been looted clean by the enemies of that year?”

What Li Chang’an wanted most was naturally the Nascent Soul opportunity, but unfortunately, he had not been able to obtain it for a long time.

After collecting all the treasures, he began to modify the array formations here.

He erased some of the array patterns and took away some of the original array-setting treasures, then added new array patterns and treasures.

Before long ,

control of these large arrays was his.

“It’s done!”

With a thought, the large arrays suddenly expanded, instantly engulfing the Wan Jian Sect members.

“Not good!”

“What’s going on?”

He Xiangfeng and the others’ expressions changed drastically.

They were still considering how to break the array, never expecting that this ancient array would suddenly expand on its own.

Such a sudden change could only mean two things:

either the array’s grade was too high, giving birth to an array spirit,

or someone was controlling the array!

The current situation was clearly the latter.

“Fellow Daoist Li!”

Upon seeing Li Chang’an, everyone’s expression changed.

Du Han felt uneasy, a chill running down his spine; he could already smell the breath of death.

Over the years,

the person he least wanted to see was Li Chang’an!

Beside him, Nie Yu’s face was grim, his gaze fixed on Li Chang’an, a sharp sword appearing in his hand.

He too did not want to see Li Chang’an, but Li Chang’an’s sudden appearance and the way he devoured them with an array without warning made his purpose clear.

The others present also sensed Li Chang’an’s killing intent.

He Xiangfeng stepped forward, cupping his hands and saying, “Fellow Daoist Li, it’s been many years. How have you been?”

“I’m

fine,” Li Chang’an replied indifferently.

He Xiangfeng then asked, “Fellow Daoist Li, are you here today because of what happened back then?”

He didn’t specify what it was ,

but everyone knew.

“That’s right!”

Li Chang’an’s tone was cold as he glanced at Du Han behind He Xiangfeng.

“I’ve focused solely on cultivation and have never intentionally made enemies, but Du Han and Nie Yu attacked my Changqing Mountain one after the other. I’m here today to demand an explanation!”

Hearing this, everyone understood.

Today’s events

were unlikely to end well.

Back on Yellow Crane Mountain, Li Chang’an had also publicly killed Xiahou and his son to demand an explanation.

Now, that explanation was being demanded of the Myriad Swords Sect.   Elsewhere, they wouldn’t have feared Li Chang’an. After all, his cultivation was only at the early Golden Core stage, and his previously displayed strength wasn’t particularly high. However, they were currently within a high-grade third-tier formation!

The

others

dared

not   act rashly, fearing being targeted by Li Chang’an.   Only He Xiangfeng could withstand the powerful aura of the formation.   He said in a deep voice, “Fellow Daoist Li, what happened back then was the fault of Fellow Daoists Nie and Du. I am willing to apologize on their behalf.”   ”Fellow Daoist He, step aside. You cannot afford to apologize for this.”   Li Chang’an’s attitude was firm and cold, leaving no room for negotiation.   He Xiangfeng blocked his way, stating his conditions.   He could allow Li Chang’an to enter the Myriad Swords Sect’s treasury and choose any treasures he wanted.   However, Li Chang’an had already exchanged many of the treasures in the Wanjian Sect’s treasury for the puppets Ye Mengxian and Nie Ting.   Li Chang’an could easily exchange them if he wanted, so he directly refused.   He Xiangfeng frowned and asked, “Fellow Daoist Li, is there really no room for negotiation on this matter?”   ”Fellow Daoist He, are you really not going to move aside?”   ”Fellow Daoist Li, this matter is over, why can’t you…”   Before he could finish speaking, He Xiangfeng’s expression changed drastically.   A terrifying array force instantly descended from the sky, heavily striking him.   Li Chang’an was too lazy to waste words with him.   If this person didn’t move aside, he wouldn’t mind killing him as well.   ”Boom!”   The earth trembled, and terrifying cracks appeared.   He Xiangfeng had vanished, forcefully blasted into the depths of the earth by this attack.   He hadn’t refined his body, but he had treasures protecting him, and his reaction was timely; he used his magic power to block most of the array force, so his injuries weren’t serious.   In the blink of an eye, he returned to everyone’s sight.   He looked at Li Chang’an, his expression particularly solemn.   ”Fellow Daoist Li, Fellow Daoist Nie and Fellow Daoist Du are ultimately members of my Ten Thousand Swords Sect. Today, I cannot stand by and watch you kill them; I must draw my sword for them!”   With that, He Xiangfeng’s aura surged, his late-stage Golden Core cultivation power erupting forth.   Immediately afterward, a flash of spiritual light appeared in his hand, and a powerful sword materialized.   It was none other than the Ten Thousand Swords Sect’s prized treasure: the   Myriad Shadow Sword!   ”Clang—”   The sword was drawn, its clear, resounding cry echoing through the heavens.

He Xiangfeng, wielding his sword, was surrounded by countless   sword shadows, their cold light dancing, his aura astonishing.

“Slash!”

he roared, his aura reaching its peak.

In an instant, thousands upon thousands of sword shadows filled the heavens and earth, their power terrifying, their sword intent unparalleled, seemingly capable of tearing everything apart.   He Xiangfeng merged with his sword, suddenly slicing through the sky like a rainbow piercing the sun, carrying overwhelming force as he attacked Li Chang’an.   The next instant, countless sword shadows merged into one, converging on the Myriad Shadows Sword.   Beneath the heavens ,   all light and shadow vanished, leaving only a dazzling sword light.   Even if Shi Hu Zhenren were resurrected, he would have to avoid the sharpness of this sword.   ”Can Li Chang’an withstand it?”   ”This sword might be able to tear apart the formation here.”   Wang Xuanjian and the others had different expressions; they all believed they couldn’t withstand this sword.   Du Han was extremely nervous, secretly hoping.   ”We must kill him!”   As long as Li Chang’an died under this sword, everything would be over.   He would no longer have to live in constant fear and could return to his former life.   Nie Yu also hoped that this sword strike would kill Li Chang’an.   However,   the reality was completely different from what they expected.   Facing this fierce sword strike, Li Chang’an remained calm and simply swung his hand.   ”Boom!”   A massive array of power converged and slammed into the sword strike.   The two collided instantly, the heavens and earth roared, and the violent power swept in all directions.   The broken walls and ruins within the array were instantly reduced to dust, pushed to the edge of the array, only to be blocked by the array itself, stirring up clouds of dust.   In the endless dust, a figure flew backward, crashing heavily into the edge of the array, spitting out a mouthful of blood.   This person was He Xiangfeng!   His face was deathly pale, his aura had plummeted, and his white robe was covered in bloodstains; he was seriously injured.   ”Fellow Daoist He!”   ”Fellow Daoist He, are you alright?”   Wang Xuanjian and the others were filled with worry and immediately rushed to help him up.   He Xiangfeng shook his head, his expression somewhat somber.   ”I have been defeated.”   Even with his late-stage Golden Core strength and near-fourth-tier magic weapon, he couldn’t withstand Li Chang’an’s casual attack using the array.   Clearly, the array here was far from an ordinary high-grade third-tier array; it might even be approaching fourth-tier.   Li Chang’an, who could master such an array, absolutely could not become an enemy of the Myriad Swords Sect.   Otherwise,   the sect’s spiritual grounds might not be safe.   Back on Yellow Crane Mountain, everyone couldn’t understand why Li Chang’an could master the high-grade third-tier array.   Later, news spread that a friend of Li Chang’an had helped him. Now,   thinking back,   that array master friend was very likely himself!   ”Fellow Daoist Li, at such a young age, you possess such mastery of arrays. My defeat in this battle is not unjust.”   He Xiangfeng sighed deeply, sheathing his Myriad Shadows Sword.   Immediately afterwards,   he took out a storage bag filled with various treasures and presented it to Li Chang’an.   This was naturally an act of apology.   At the same time…   This also meant that he would no longer interfere in the matter between Li Chang’an and Du Han.   Wang Xuanjian secretly transmitted his voice: “Fellow Daoist He, are we really not going to get involved in this matter?”   ”Within this formation, none of us are a match for Li Chang’an, and even if we wanted to, we couldn’t,”   He Xiangfeng transmitted his voice to the others.   His meaning was very clear.

Endure!

The future of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect doesn’t lie with Nie Yu and Du Han, but with Ye Mengxian.

Their top priority is to protect Ye Mengxian and prevent her from being targeted by Li Chang’an.

“Mengxian, you absolutely must not make a move,”

He Xiangfeng said gravely, urging Ye Mengxian.

Hearing this,

Ye Mengxian felt utterly helpless.

Her words and actions were controlled by Li Chang’an; even if she wanted to, she had no power.

If He Xiangfeng and the others knew that the hope of the entire Ten Thousand Swords Sect was merely a puppet in Li Chang’an’s hands, what would they think?

Of course, they couldn’t think of that at the moment; they were simply protecting Ye Mengxian.

As for Du Han and Nie Yu, they had already abandoned them.

Li Chang’an walked indifferently towards the two.

“Which of you will die first?”

“Li Chang’an, I should have killed you back then!”

Nie Yu’s old face was filled with killing intent as he summoned countless treasures, intending to fight to the death.

He was filled with regret. If he had known this day would come, he should have spared no effort to kill Li Chang’an, who hadn’t yet formed his core, back then.

But Li Chang’an hadn’t shown any threat at the time, and the tortoise shell of Changqing Mountain was too sturdy; breaking it would have come at too high a price.

So he let Li Chang’an go.

“If I had broken your tortoise shell back then, would you be enjoying your current glory?”

Nie Yu’s old eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at Li Chang’an.

Li Chang’an said calmly, “Old man, even if you broke the formation of Changqing Mountain, you would still die by my hand.”

“Impossible! Without the formation, what are you?”

“Nie Wushuang thought so too.”

“What, you…”

Nie Yu suddenly froze.

At that moment, countless scenes from the past flashed through his mind, finally settling on the day his grandson Nie Wushuang died.

Countless questions surfaced in these scenes, gradually converging into a familiar figure.

“It was you! Li Chang’an, you killed Wushuang!”

Nie Yu’s eyes were bloodshot, his voice hoarse, his gaze filled with killing intent and hatred as if he wanted to tear Li Chang’an to shreds.

Hearing his roar,

Wang Xuanjian and the others were all shocked, staring at Li Chang’an in disbelief.

Back then, it was Nie Wushuang’s death that led to different outcomes in the Three Sects War.

So many years have passed, the Three Sects War is long gone, and countless disciples who died have been buried in the dust, but that question still lingers in everyone’s hearts.

Who exactly killed Nie Wushuang?

Some suspected it was a demonic cultivator, some suspected it was someone from the Western Regions, and some thought Nie Wushuang encountered something strange in the secret realm.

But few people believed it was Li Chang’an who made the move.

At that time, in the eyes of outsiders, Li Chang’an was a complete “coward,” incapable of taking the initiative to attack the grandson of a Golden Core cultivator.

Even if he had the guts, he didn’t have the strength.

With the strength he displayed back then, if he were outside the formation, he probably wouldn’t even be able to withstand a single attack from Nie Wushuang.

But now,

everyone understands.

He must have been hiding his cultivation level back then, otherwise he couldn’t have formed his core so quickly.

“If it really is him, then everything makes sense.”

“I never imagined he could be so patient, enduring until now. I truly admire him…”

In terms of forbearance, they were all ashamed of themselves.

If they had endured for so long, they would probably have gone mad.

At this moment,

Nie Yu was almost insane.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he summoned all his treasures, transforming into a long rainbow as he charged towards Li Chang’an.

“Li Chang’an, I will definitely kill you today to avenge Wushuang!”

His old face was already somewhat distorted.

Years of anger and killing intent had accumulated, coupled with the despair of having nowhere to turn, causing him to almost lose his mind.

Only by killing Li Chang’an could he calm down.

However,

before he could even get close to Li Chang’an, he was suppressed by the power of a formation and unable to move.

The terrifying power crushed his bones, shattering his flesh and tearing him apart, leaving him sprawled on the ground like a stray dog.

“Perfect, I’ll reunite you with your grandson.”

Li Chang’an’s expression was icy as he slowly crushed his skull.

This renowned Golden Core cultivator, who had dominated the Southern Region for centuries, was reduced to a mangled mess.

As for his soul,

it was naturally collected by the Soul Banner.

…

Within the Soul Banner, millions of souls floated and sank.

“Tsk tsk, another newcomer.”

The Fiend Soul stood with its hands on its hips, a grin spreading across its face, looking at Nie Yu’s soul.

“Oh, an old acquaintance!”

“Who are you? Where is this place? Is this the Underworld?”

Nie Yu questioned the Fiend Soul angrily.

The Fiend Soul chuckled strangely: “Hehehe, old thing, first time entering the Soul Banner, huh? It’s normal to lack experience; you’re not the only one who mistakes this place for the Underworld. You’ll get used to it.”

“What, the Soul Banner?”

Nie Yu’s heart sank as he looked around at the surrounding scenery.

“That’s right, this is the Soul Banner, and I am the main soul here. Your grandson was killed by my own hand!”

The smile on the Fiend’s face gradually turned ferocious.

With a wave of his hand, he pulled a soul from among countless others.

It was Nie Wushuang’s soul!

“Hehehe, today is the perfect day for you and your grandson to reunite!”

The Fiend’s eyes were bloodshot, and his five claws were sharp. He also grabbed Nie Yu’s soul and stared straight at him.

“Old man, back when you threatened Changqing Mountain, although my master didn’t feel aggrieved, I was extremely aggrieved and have long wanted to punish you!”

After saying that, he grabbed the two souls and entered the torture area he had specially set up.

Li Chang’an didn’t pay any attention to him and just let him do as he pleased.

The Fiend was indeed frustrated.

Over the years, he had repeatedly suggested that Li Chang’an take the initiative, but Li Chang’an had ignored him.

In the past, the time was not right, but now it was different.

Li Chang’an stepped over Nie Yu’s corpse and slowly walked towards Du Han.

“Fellow Daoist Li… Fellow Daoist Li…”

Du Han’s face was pale, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his voice trembled slightly.

Nie Yu had died right before his eyes, a gruesome death.

He didn’t want to become a pile of rotten flesh as well.

“Fellow Daoist Li, I was indeed wrong about what happened back then, but I had no intention of killing you.”

Du Han’s attitude was extremely humble, because he knew that resistance was futile.

Even He Xiangfeng had been defeated, so what could he do?

Only begging for mercy

could buy him a chance to live.

Without the slightest hesitation, he took out his storage bag and gave it entirely to Li Chang’an.

“Fellow Daoist Li, there’s actually no great enmity between us. If you spare me, I’m willing to give you all the treasures I’ve accumulated in this life and become your guardian servant of Changqing Mountain.”

With that, he took out a spirit contract.

This was a servant spirit contract, and the most restrictive kind at that.

Once signed, Li Chang’an could decide his life or death with a single thought.

In other words,

signing this contract would make him no different from a spirit beast, turning him into a slave like an animal.

“Fellow Daoist Li, what…what do you think?”

Du Han was uneasy, his whole body tense, his back soaked with cold sweat.

Under his anxious gaze,

Li Chang’an slowly took the spirit contract and glanced at it indifferently.

Seeing this, Du Han was overjoyed, thinking that Li Chang’an would accept the contract.

The others present also had the same thought.

“Could it be that Li Chang’an is going to spare Fellow Daoist Du?”

But the next moment

, this thought shattered along with the spirit contract.

With a casual tremor, Li Chang’an shattered the entire spiritual contract into pieces, which then dissipated into dust.

At this moment,

Du Han’s face turned ashen, and despair welled up in his heart.

He could feel that Li Chang’an’s killing intent had not diminished in the slightest.

“Fellow Daoist Li, I have already gone to such lengths, why do you insist on killing me?”

Du Han’s voice was hoarse, unable to understand.

He was willing to be a slave, to give up everything, even to offer his life to Li Chang’an’s control.

A living him was always more valuable than a dead one, so why wouldn’t Li Chang’an let him go?

Li Chang’an coldly replied,

“Fellow Daoist Du, the cultivation world has always been a dog-eat-dog world. Your strength is insufficient, so this calamity is to befall you.”

Upon hearing this, Du Han trembled, his mind went blank for a moment, and only this sentence kept echoing in his ears.   He had said

the same words to Li Chang’an before.   However, at that time, he was still a high-ranking Golden Core cultivator, while Li Chang’an was just a Foundation Establishment cultivator hiding in an array.   Now, their positions had been reversed.   Du Han’s expression was ashen. He stumbled back a few steps and collapsed to the ground, finally understanding Li Chang’an’s thoughts.   In Li Chang’an’s eyes,   he was utterly worthless, merely an ant that could be killed at will.   ”Yes, I… I’m too weak, I deserve this calamity…”   Before he could finish speaking, his entire body suddenly exploded, turning into a pile of mangled flesh and broken bones.   (End of Chapter)