Chapter 249: Platinum Face, Three-foot Sword

Chapter 249 -161: Platinum Face, Three-foot Sword

The True Masters from the various sects attending the Celestial Dao Grand Competition, along with the three from the Qingcao Sword Sect—a total of nine Sixth Realm powerhouses—reacted on pure instinct in that fleeting instant.

The Dream Demon had laid down the Grand Array with incredible speed, and the blue Cloud Sea seemed to fall from the sky, threatening to suppress everyone.

But these nine True Masters were no ordinary individuals. In an instant, they were treading on the void, their robes fluttering wildly in the chaotic maelstrom.

They exchanged a look.

Xuan Huai Master of the Qingcao Sword Sect said with an unchanging expression, “Everyone, it seems some vile wretches are plotting against our Human Race. We must combine our strength and strike a single point. Only then can we break this array.”

Before his voice had even faded, the other True Masters acted without a shred of hesitation.

In an instant, sword light surged like a river of stars flowing in reverse, Dharma Seals materialized like great mountains, and lightning and fire blazed. Each sect unleashed its most powerful, hidden Divine Techniques without reservation, blasting them all toward the same point on the Grand Array’s dome!

But at that critical moment, just as they were about to break the array…

An even more tyrannical and ferocious Power suddenly struck from outside the array!

This Power was not meant to reinforce or repair the light barrier. Instead, it brutally smashed down from the outside onto the very spot the True Masters were attacking in unison.

BOOM!

The two world-shaking Powers, one from within and one from without, collided head-on. The resulting shockwave was far more violent than anything that had come before.

Under the dual impact, the blue light barrier erupted with turbulent, ring-shaped waves of Spiritual Power, throwing the descending blue Cloud Sea within the array into utter chaos.

In that instant of chaos, several figures burst into the array.

A fierce wind blasted them, and a demonic aura shot into the sky.

The newcomers were far more burly than ordinary humans. Their bodies were covered in fur—some thick, some coarse—and their eyes glinted with a savage and vicious light.

“Sixth Realm members of the Ape Race? Since when have they been colluding with the Dream Demon?”

Xuan Huai Master turned and called out, “It looks like we’ll have to deal with these monkeys first. My friend from the Ten Thousand Buddha Palace, can you use your Purifying Buddha’s Voice to shatter this dreamscape?”

It was nine against four. Winning was only a matter of time, but if these monkeys delayed them, the fate of the younger generation below would be uncertain.

The most important thing now was to protect the younger generation and prevent them from being trapped in the dreamscape, unable to awaken.

The youth were always the foundation. Of all the True Masters present, only the one from the Ten Thousand Buddha Palace was particularly skilled in the Dao of Enlightenment.

But the True Master from the Ten Thousand Buddha Palace wore a solemn expression. He had, in fact, already considered this, but with the Grand Array overhead, his power alone was not enough to protect the minds of all the weaker Junior Cultivators.

‘As long as this Grand Array remains, there’s no way to make those kids wake up completely.’

As if in answer to his thoughts…

TWANG!

The ring of a sword echoed from the rear mountain of the Qingcao Sword Sect.

Xuan Huai Master abruptly looked up into the distance. On the rear mountain, the Sword Burial Tomb, which had lain dormant for centuries, was now trembling as it awakened. One by one, longswords broke free from the earth’s grasp, bursting forth from the tomb.

The ringing of swords echoed in all directions.

The True Master from the Ten Thousand Buddha Palace did not waste this opportunity. His entire body erupted in a brilliant golden light as Sanskrit characters seemed to flow in the depths of his eyes. A giant Buddha Statue materialized behind him, and he pressed his palms together.

“Om!”

The clear Buddha’s Voice transformed into tangible golden ripples that spread out from him in a great pulse. The ripples adhered to the swords, which then flew with the countless blades from the Sword Burial Tomb toward all the cultivators attending the Celestial Dao Grand Competition.

Down below, aided by the power of the Buddha’s Voice and the ringing swords, the other slightly stronger young cultivators began to awaken, joining Qiu Yuehan, Bujue, Bai Lu, Li Qingcao, and the few others who had already come to their senses.

Xuan Huai Master laughed heartily. “I was wondering why the Sect Leader was being so generous as to open the Sword Burial Tomb! It seems he saw this coming! I knew I could always count on Big Tree!”

The True Master from the Ten Thousand Buddha Palace said, “Everyone, this humble monk cannot assist you for the time being. I must remain here to maintain this state of clarity.”

“Then aside from our friend from the Ten Thousand Buddha Palace, as for the rest of you…”

Xuan Huai Master slashed his sword, sending out a long stream of Sword Qi as his voice boomed across the heavens.

“Follow me and together, we will purge and slay the Demons!”