Chapter 127: The Sword Formation Activates! Fight All You Want, But Don’t Tear Down My Stage!

On Zangjian Hill, the atmosphere condensed as if it were tangible.

On one side was the Righteous Path faction, clad in snow-white robes with awe-inspiring Sword Qi, led by Jiang Wanqing and followed by hundreds of elite Disciples from various major Sects.

On the other side was the Demonic Path faction, wrapped in black robes with sinister Devilish Qi, led by Saintess Ji Wushuang, backed by an equally vast number of demonic Cultivators.

Caught in the middle, Gu Lan felt like a bean about to be crushed between two millstones.

"Dowry?"

Jiang Wanqing sneered coldly as the hanshuang sword in her hand uttered a crisp Dragon roar, causing countess ice crystals to instantly condense in the surrounding air.

"Demonic cult enchantress, aren't you afraid of biting your tongue with such big talk?"

"This 'Soul Devourer' is an extremely malevolent sword. If you take it back, it will surely bring ruin to all living beings."

"Today, not only will I destroy this sword, but I will also enforce justice on behalf of Heaven and eliminate you, enchantress!"

"Destroy the sword? Eliminate me?"

Saintess Ji Wushuang fluttered her exquisite black feather round fan, laughing so merrily that her bountiful chest heaved, making many surrounding male Cultivators with weak willpower swallow hard.

"Fairy Jiang speaks so grandly."

"With your paltry level of cultivation, you dare to touch my dowry?"

As she spoke, she cast an alluring glance at Gu Lan, her voice turning cloyingly sweet:

"Silly boy, are you just going to stand there and watch her bully me?"

"Have you forgotten those 'happy' times we had in Kugu Forest…?"

"You promised me that you'd take responsibility for me~"

Boom!

These words were like a depth charge, instantly detonating the entire field.

On the Righteous Path side, countless pairs of eyes glared at Gu Lan as if to pierce him into a sieve.

"Senior Brother Gu… has an affair… with the Demon Cult Saintess?!"

"No wonder he managed to return alive from Kugu Forest!"

"Traitor! This is a disgrace to the Righteous Path!"

Hongxiu and Lanyu's expressions also became extremely unsightly. Although they knew it was an act, these lines were far too infuriating!

Jiang Wanqing was trembling with rage even more. She turned to stare intently at Gu Lan, her eyes filled with betrayal, anger, and grievance.

"Gu Lan! Is what she said true?!"

"Take responsibility? What did you do to her?!"

Gu Lan felt like his scalp was about to explode.

Ji Wushuang, that crazy woman!

To force him to pick a side, she actually exposed this kind of "dirt" directly!

She's trying to get him killed!

"Misunderstanding! This is pure slander!"

Gu Lan roared, his acting skills coming online instantly.

He pointed at Saintess Ji Wushuang with a face full of grief and indignation, his fingers trembling.

"Enchantress! Stop making false accusations!"

"That day in Kugu Forest, it was clearly you who used despicable means to plot against me, wanting to absorb my Pure Yang Qi to Cultivate an evil art!"

"I, Gu Lan, preferred death to surrender and fought back desperately, which was the only way I preserved my purity!"

"And now you actually want to ruin my reputation?!"

Reaching an emotional peak, Gu Lan even squeezed out two crocodile tears, turning to look at Jiang Wanqing with an expression full of deep affection.

"Senior Sister, you must believe me!"

"My body and my heart forever belong only to the Righteous Path! Only to the Qingyun Sect!"

This impassioned speech, combined with his handsome face filled with righteous fervor, instantly turned the tide.

"So that's how it is! Senior Brother Gu was framed!"

"This enchantress is far too vicious! She actually wanted to destroy Senior Brother Gu's Dao Heart!"

"Kill! Kill this enchantress!"

The Righteous Path Disciples were filled with passionate indignation. Drawing their swords one after another, they wished they could rush forward and tear Saintess Ji Wushuang to pieces.

Looking at Gu Lan's firm gaze, most of the doubts in Jiang Wanqing's heart vanished, replaced by immense heartache for him.

"Junior Brother, you have suffered."

She comforted him softly, then turned to face the Demonic Path faction as the hanshuang sword burst with blinding light.

"All Disciples, hear my command!"

"Form the array! Exterminate the demons!"

"Yes!"

Hundreds of Righteous Path Disciples roared in unison, their Sword Qi soaring to the sky.

Opposite them, Saintess Ji Wushuang watched Gu Lan's Oscar-worthy performance. Far from angry, the amusement in her eyes grew even stronger.

"Interesting."

She licked her red lips and sent a sound transmission to Gu Lan:

[Nice acting.]

[Since you want to play, I shall play along with you properly.]

With a wave of her fan, rolling Devilish Qi erupted behind her from the demonic Cultivators as well.

"Kill all these hypocrites!"

"Seize the magic sword! Seize the man!"

A grand melee involving a thousand people was about to break out at any moment.

Right at this moment…

"Buzz——!!!"

Located at the center of Zangjian Hill, the magic sword "Soul Devourer" seemed to be awakened by this soaring Killing Intent.

The demonic runes on the blade suddenly lit up, emitting dull sounds resembling a beating heart.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

With every beat, the surrounding space shuddered in response.

Immediately after…

The nine giant swords surrounding the magic sword suddenly pulled themselves out of the ground!

Forged entirely from an unknown black metal and standing a hundred zhang tall, they were covered in rust, yet exuded a desperate, ancient Sword Intent.

"Not good! The sword formation has come alive!"

Someone yelled out.

The nine giant swords spun rapidly in the air, turning into a massive storm of Sword Qi that enveloped all of Zangjian Hill.

Countless fine streams of black Sword Qi shot out from the storm, making indiscriminate attacks like a storm of pear blossom needles!

"Pfft pfft pfft——"

Dozens of Cultivators charging in front, whether from the Righteous Path or Demonic Path, didn't even have time to scream before being shot into sieves, turning into clouds of blood mist absorbed by the sword formation.

"Delicious… blood…"

The magic sword Soul Devourer let out a greedy sigh, the purple light on its blade becoming even more bewitching.

"Fall back!"

Jiang Wanqing's face changed drastically. The hanshuang sword in her hand transformed into an ice shield, protecting Gu Lan and her Junior Sisters behind her.

"This is an ancient lethal formation—the Nine Nethers Yellow Springs Formation!"

"It cannot be broken by anyone below the Nascent Soul Stage!"

Saintess Ji Wushuang also looked grave, summoning a black lotus pedestal Magic Treasure to shield the members of the Demon Cult.

"This damn broken sword actually held back a trick!"

Forced to halt their infighting, both forces began using all their power to defend against the sword formation's attacks.

However…

While everyone was desperately defending…

Gu Lan felt the burning heaven broken sword at his waist trembling violently and growing scalding hot.

It seemed…

Very excited?

"You want to eat it?"

With a stir in his heart, Gu Lan looked down at the broken sword in his hand.

The fentian sword let out a crisp hum, as if in response.

"Good grief, you really have quite an appetite."

Looking at the overwhelmingly powerful magic sword Soul Devourer, Gu Lan's lips curled into a crazy smile.

"Since nobody else can move…"

"Then this is my chance!"

He suddenly let go of Jiang Wanqing's hand.

"Junior Brother? What are you going to do?!" Jiang Wanqing exclaimed in shock.

"Senior Sister, this sword formation grows stronger against stronger opponents. With so many of us gathered together, we've become sitting targets instead!"

Gu Lan spoke at rapid speed.

"I have Heavenly Flame protecting my body. I can try to charge inside and break the formation core!"

"No! It's too dangerous!"

Hongxiu and Lanyu reached out at the same time to hold him back.

"Trust me!"

Gu Lan gave them a firm look.

In the next second…

Boom!

The Green Lotus Core Flame and Red Lotus Karmic Fire erupted simultaneously, forming a gorgeous armor of flame around his body.

"Nine Fentian Stances—Meteor Chasing the Moon!"

Transforming into a burning meteor, Gu Lan charged headlong into the sword formation's storm against the sky-filling rain of swords without looking back!

"Gu Lan——!!!"

Jiang Wanqing and Saintess Ji Wushuang screamed in heart-wrenching agony at the same time.

This time, their voices bore no hostility, only the exact same…

Fear and concern.

However…

Having charged into the center of the storm, Gu Lan was not in as wretched a state as imagined.

For he discovered that the black Sword Qi, which was enough to instantly kill Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators, actually parted automatically upon encountering the dual-colored flames on his body, like mice seeing a cat!

Even…

A few strands of Sword Qi were even spinning around him fawnly?

"What's going on?"

Gu Lan was stunned.

Immediately after, the fentian sword at his waist unsheathed itself, floating above his head while emitting an aura even more ancient and domineering than that magic sword.

That was…

The pressure of the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Swords!

The originally arrogant magic sword Soul Devourer actually shivered violently in front of this aura, uttering sounds akin to whimpers.

"Holy crap…"

Gu Lan stared at this unremarkable broken sword in his hand.

"So you're actually the big boss here?"

In that case…

Gu Lan grinned wickedly, looking at the magic sword Soul Devourer right before him.

"Then I won't stand on ceremony."

"Little magic sword, be a good boy and get in the bowl!"

Meanwhile, outside the storm…

Everyone could only see the flaming meteor rush into the darkness, followed by dead silence.

"He's dead?"

The Young Lord of the Yin-Yang Hehuan Sect gloated with a loud laugh:

"Hahaha! That's what happens when you try to be a hero! Not even his ashes are left, right?"

"Shut up!"

Jiang Wanqing and Saintess Ji Wushuang turned around at the same time, two waves of Killing Intent instantly locking onto him.

"Say one more word, and I will cut off your tongue and feed it to the dogs!"

Right at this moment…

"Rumble——"

A muffled boom suddenly echoed from the center of the sword formation.

Right after that, the arrogant storm of Sword Qi…

Actually stopped?