Chapter 93: Ten Thousand Sword Mountain, Helper

The night on the Great Wilderness Plain was exceptionally cold.

The great melee of the hundred-thousand-strong army during the day had thoroughly stained this land, stretching for dozens of miles, with fresh blood.

A pungent smell of blood and scorched decay permeated the air; even the moon in the night sky, seen through that thin layer of blood mist, appeared eerily demon-red.

Inside Chu Chang's main military tent, several eternal lamps emitted a soft glow, yet they could not dispel the heavy and scorching atmosphere within the tent.

"Supreme Deacon, all units are ready."

The Divine Sword Sect Leader stood bowed to one side, his expression carrying a hint of uncontrollable excitement.

He handed over a Jade Slip and reported in a low voice: "Three thousand Core Disciple of the Divine Sword Sect have already set up the Qiankun Lock-Origin Formation outside the East and South Gates of Qianjing, sealing the Void Realm to prevent any remnants in the city from escaping via secret arts through the Void Realm. In addition, a total of over seventy-four thousand Loose Cultivator who came voluntarily have been organized into eight main attack phalanxes, temporarily commanded by eight Loose Cultivator veterans at the Late Stage of the Golden Core. As long as you give the order, we can launch a full-scale attack on Qianjing at dawn!"

"Very good."

Chu Chang nodded slightly, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the tabletop.

"Tell those Loose Cultivator that after the city is breached, all imperial wealth belongs to whoever grabs it; I will not break my word. But if anyone dares to slack off during the siege or secretly colludes with the enemy…"

Chu Chang raised his head, his deep eyes flashing with a chilling demonic light: "Sect Master Lin Wuwen's Ten Thousand Soul Banner is currently short of some living souls."

The Sect Master trembled all over and quickly lowered his head: "Please rest assured, Supreme, this Disciple will convey these words to every Loose Cultivator without fail. Under your heavenly might, they wouldn't dare to slack off even if they were given ten guts."

After withdrawing, the entire camp began to emit a low, violent roar under a series of orders, like a precise and massive war machine.

Countless rays of magical power lit up throughout the camp as the Loose Cultivator wiped their Magic Treasure and adjusted their states; the Divine Sword Sect's warships also slowly rose into the air, and a massive spiritual power storm accumulated in the Formation at the bottom of the warships, locking onto the towering city walls of Qianjing from afar.

Meanwhile, inside Qianjing, in the Golden Throne Hall.

"The Shadow Guard… wiped out?"

The Great Yuan Dynasty Emperor Qianyuanzi collapsed powerlessly onto the dragon throne, his face pale and his forehead covered in cold sweat.

Below the hall, several blood-stained imperial retainers knelt on the ground, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

"Your Majesty, the life-bound soul tablets of the five Shadow Guards… shattered simultaneously half an hour ago. Not even a trace of their Divine Soul could escape back. That Chu Chang… that Chu Chang must have reached the Peak of the Tongyou Realm; we are simply no match for him!"

"Tongyou Realm Peak…"

Qianyuanzi muttered to himself, his eyes filled with despair.

A day ago, the opponent was only at the Late Stage of the Tongyou Realm and relied on the advantage of the Puppet to destroy a hundred-thousand-strong army. How could he have broken through after just one night? This speed of Cultivate is simply unheard of!

"Your Majesty, Grand Emperor once instructed before entering closed-door meditation that if it came to a life-or-death crisis, we could use that Heavenly Sword Token."

The old eunuch crawled forward on his knees, holding high with both hands a token cast from purple gold, engraved with a giant sword piercing the clouds, emitting a suffocatingly sharp Sword Intent.

That was the token of the fourth-grade Sect "Ten Thousand Sword Mountain".

"Right! Right! I still have Ten Thousand Sword Mountain!"

Qianyuanzi, as if grabbing the last straw, snatched the token, frantically pouring True Essence into it, while biting the tip of his tongue and spraying a mouthful of essence blood onto the token.

"Great Yuan Dynasty Qianyuanzi requests the descent of the Immortal Envoy of Ten Thousand Sword Mountain to save my Great Yuan Dynasty! I am willing to hand over the control of the underground Sword Immortal ruins!"

Hum!

The token erupted with a golden sword light that pierced the sky, instantly penetrating the defensive Formation of Qianjing, shooting straight into the firmament, and speeding off in the direction of the Tianqian Domain.

…

The next day, at dawn.

As the horizon just began to reveal a hint of white, the sound of war drums shook the earth on the wasteland outside Qianjing.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The Divine Sword Sect warships lined up, the Loose Cultivator coalition spread out like a tide, and the brilliant light of countless Magic Treasure flickered in the morning mist, filled with Killing Intent, pressing directly toward the gates of Qianjing.

Chu Chang, dressed in black robes, stood with his hands behind his back at the bow of the main warship.

Behind him, fourteen black-armored Heavenly Demon Puppets were lined up, with surging Death Qi.

However, just as the order to attack was about to be given, a piercing sword cry suddenly came from the distant Void Realm.

"Caw!"

A golden sword light, tens of feet wide, tore through the morning mist like a brilliant meteor, speeding from the horizon at an incredible speed.

In the blink of an eye, the sword light arrived in front of the two armies.

The sword light receded, revealing the figure within.

It was a giant golden Flying Sword, on which stood a young man wearing white robes with gold trim.

The man had a handsome face and a cold, arrogant expression, his body exuding the powerful cultivation fluctuation of the Late Stage of the Purple Mansion Realm. Most eye-catching was the three-inch small sword embroidered on his chest—the symbol of a Core Disciple of Ten Thousand Sword Mountain.

Behind him followed two elderly men at the Middle Stage of the Purple Mansion Realm, with bulging temples and steady auras.

"Ten Thousand Sword Mountain is on official business; bystanders, retreat!"

As soon as the arrogant young man appeared, he scanned his surroundings, his voice containing powerful True Essence, rolling across the plain like thunder.

Upon hearing the words "Ten Thousand Sword Mountain", the previously high morale of the Loose Cultivator suddenly stalled, and many revealed looks of fear and apprehension.

The fourth-grade Sect, Ten Thousand Sword Mountain!

It was a behemoth that stood above the Great Yuan Dynasty, with not only several old monsters at the Purple Mansion Realm in the Sect but also several dynasties like Great Yuan under its control. To these Loose Cultivator, Ten Thousand Sword Mountain was a place of true immortals, not to be provoked.

Golden light flickered as the arrogant young man stepped on his Flying Sword and arrived directly in front of the Divine Sword Sect's main warship, looking down at Chu Chang from above.

"Are you Chu Chang?"

The young man raised an eyebrow, his tone filled with undisguised arrogance.

Chu Chang looked at him coldly without speaking.

"This Young Master is the Personal Disciple of the Sect leader of Ten Thousand Sword Mountain, Situ Lei."

The young man raised his head and said in a condescending tone: "The Great Yuan Dynasty royal family has already gifted the Sword Immortal ruins here to my Ten Thousand Sword Mountain. Considering that your cultivation was not easy and you were able to subdue such Puppet, this Young Master will give you a chance. Take your people, withdraw your troops immediately, and submit to this Young Master. This Young Master can ensure that your Divine Sword Sect rules the Great Yuan Dynasty territory, how about it?"

Inside the Formation, Qianyuanzi was ecstatic to see Situ Lei appear and shouted: "Immortal Envoy Situ, do not let this rebel go! He killed my Great General and a hundred-thousand-strong army!"

Situ Lei glanced coldly at Qianyuanzi, ignoring him, and continued to stare at Chu Chang, waiting for his reply.

In his view, with the name of Ten Thousand Sword Mountain pressing down, the native Cultivator in the Great Yuan Dynasty had no second choice but to kneel and submit.

After listening to Situ Lei's words, Chu Chang suddenly laughed.

The smile was somewhat playful and somewhat cold.

"Ten Thousand Sword Mountain?"

Chu Chang gently stroked the duanchen ancient sword in his hand and said indifferently: "What kind of thing is that, worthy of making me submit?"

"Presumptuous!"

The two Purple Mansion Elders behind Situ Lei were furious upon hearing this.

"Ignorant child, you don't know what's good for you! One anger from my Ten Thousand Sword Mountain can cover the ground with a million corpses! You are just a native who luckily obtained some Puppet Legacy, how dare you be disrespectful to our Young Master?!"

Situ Lei's expression also turned completely gloomy, a chilling Killing Intent flashing in his eyes.

"Chu Chang, this Young Master thought you were a talent, which is why I gave you good advice. Do not think that you can dominate the Great Yuan Dynasty just by relying on these dead Puppet. In the eyes of my Ten Thousand Sword Mountain, these are just toys."

Situ Lei snorted coldly and snapped his folding fan shut:

"This Young Master will ask you one last time, surrender, or die?"

"Noisy."

A cold glint flashed in Chu Chang's eyes.

Without any warning, his figure instantly disappeared from where he stood.

The next moment, a black and white Taiji Sword Qi, wrapped in the destructive intent of Chaos, tore through the Void Realm and slashed toward Situ Lei's head without any warning.

"You are courting death!"

Situ Lei was shocked; he did not expect Chu Chang to attack without saying a word, and the power of this Sword Qi made even him, a top Genius of Ten Thousand Sword Mountain, feel a thick threat of death.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin, Defend!"

Situ Lei reacted extremely quickly, pointing his fingers together like a sword and thrusting forward violently.

The golden longsword behind him unsheathed instantly, turning into a hundred sword shadows and forming a dazzling golden sword shield in front of him.

Boom!

The moment Chu Chang's seemingly casual sword strike hit the golden sword shield, it erupted with a deafening roar.

Crack!

The sword shield, performed with a third-grade Peak Flying Sword, only resisted for half a breath before crumbling inch by inch under the corrosion and domineering power of the Chaos True Essence. The intense counter-shock force made Situ Lei retreat dozens of steps, his blood surging, and his face instantly became unsightly.

"Tongyou Realm Peak! You actually broke through!"

Situ Lei exclaimed.

He had thought the intelligence was wrong; how could a native break through in such a short time? But the terrifying True Essence contained in that sword strike just now was several times more vigorous than his, who was at the Late Stage of the Purple Mansion Realm and piled up with countless Spirit Pill by Ten Thousand Sword Mountain!

"Two Elders, do it! Kill him!"

Situ Lei finally put down his arrogance and shouted sharply.

"How dare you, thief!"

The two Purple Mansion Middle Stage Elders of Ten Thousand Sword Mountain were furious to see their Young Master suffer and simultaneously sacrificed their own life-bound Flying Sword.

The two Flying Sword turned into two ice and fire giant Dragon, tens of feet long, carrying violent energy that tore the air, and strangled toward Chu Chang from left and right.

"The sword technique of Ten Thousand Sword Mountain is nothing more than this."

Chu Chang stood in the Void Realm, his expression unchanged. He didn't even use the Puppet like Lin Wuwen; now that he had broken through to the Peak of the Tongyou Realm, he needed a great battle to test his true combat power.

[Chaos Creation, Taiji Mysterious Seal!]

Chu Chang formed seals with both hands, and the Chaos True Essence in his body surged like an angry tide.

A huge gray seal condensed out of thin air in the sky, carved with mysterious patterns of the Universe's beginning and the evolution of Chaos, emitting a terrifying aura that suppressed the ages.

"Fall!"

Chu Chang flicked his finger, and the gray seal fell with a bang.

Bang!

The aggressive ice and fire twin Dragon Flying Sword, the moment they touched the gray seal, were actually pressed down by the weight like Mount Tai, their light dimming, and they let out piercing wails.

"This power… how can it be so strong?!"

The two Ten Thousand Sword Mountain Elders were horrified, desperately urging their True Essence to try and retrieve their Flying Sword, but the suction on the gray seal was like a black hole, firmly sucking their life-bound Flying Sword, and under the erosion of the Chaos True Essence, the spirituality on the swords was rapidly fading.

"Die."

Chu Chang flashed and appeared behind one of the Elders like a ghost.

"Careful!" Situ Lei exclaimed.

But it was too late.

Chu Chang pointed his fingers as a sword, the tip of his finger spitting out a three-inch gray Chaos Sword light, and slashed gently.

Puchi!

The protective True Essence of the Purple Mansion Middle Stage Elder was easily cut open like tofu in front of the Chaos Sword light. A head filled with horror flew into the sky, blood sprayed like a fountain, and the Divine Soul within his body had just escaped before being burned into nothingness by a wisp of Taiyin True Fire that Chu Chang casually waved.

"Second Elder!"

The other Elder's eyes were splitting with rage, but before he could react, Lin Wuwen had appeared behind him, and a pitch-black demonic palm directly pierced his chest, crushing his Golden Core.

In just a few breaths, two Purple Mansion Realm powerhouses of Ten Thousand Sword Mountain fell!

"You… you actually killed them! You dared to kill people from my Ten Thousand Sword Mountain!"

Situ Lei looked at this scene, the arrogance in his heart completely shattered, replaced by endless fear.

Those were two Purple Mansion Middle Stage Elders, the backbone of Ten Thousand Sword Mountain, yet they couldn't even take one move in front of this native.

"It's not like I haven't killed people from Ten Thousand Sword Mountain before."

Chu Chang held the duanchen ancient sword and approached Situ Lei step by step. Every step he took seemed to step on Situ Lei's heart, making his face turn paler.

"You cannot kill me! I am the Personal Disciple of the Sect leader! If you kill me, my Master, the Purple Mansion Realm Old Ancestor, will never let you go, and the entire Great Yuan Dynasty will be buried with me!"

Situ Lei shouted while being fierce but cowardly, and quietly crushed a fifth-grade "Heaven-Escaping Talisman" in his sleeve.

Hum!

A circle of spatial ripples rippled around Situ Lei, his body began to become illusory, trying to merge directly into the Void Realm and escape.

"In front of me, space is also a slave."

Chu Chang narrowed his eyes, and the Chaos Divine Seal between his eyebrows suddenly bloomed with dazzling light.

[Chaos Domain, Space Lockdown!]

Situ Lei, who was already illusory and about to disappear into the Void Realm, shook violently. At this moment, the surrounding space seemed to have been injected with pig iron, squeezing him out of the Void Realm.

"No!"

Situ Lei let out a desperate scream.

Chu Chang did not hesitate, raised his hand and waved, and the duanchen ancient sword turned into a gray lightning, instantly piercing Situ Lei's Dantian.

Puchi!

The violent Chaos True Essence exploded inside Situ Lei, mercilessly tearing apart his Meridians and Golden Core. This top Prodigy, known as a once-in-a-century talent of Ten Thousand Sword Mountain, gradually lost his luster in his eyes, his body fell powerlessly from the sky, and he slammed heavily in front of the gates of Qianjing.

The whole scene was dead silent.

On the city wall, Qianyuanzi's legs went soft, and he collapsed to the ground, muttering: "It's over… The Great Yuan Dynasty is completely finished…"

The Loose Cultivator who were originally awed by the name of Ten Thousand Sword Mountain, after a brief silence, erupted into cheers several times more fanatical than before.

"Supreme Chu is invincible!"

"Even the bullshit Genius of Ten Thousand Sword Mountain has been killed, who else in the Great Yuan Dynasty can stop us?!"

"Kill into the imperial capital! Kill!"

Chu Chang stood in mid-air, his robes hunting, his hair flying. He looked at the Qianjing city below, held the duanchen ancient sword high, and his voice spread across all directions like rolling thunder:

"All army listen to the order, attack the city!"