Chapter 837 - 835: Sword Slays the Ghost Eagle, Celestial Sword and Scabbard

Chapter 837: Chapter 835: Sword Slays the Ghost Eagle, Celestial Sword and Scabbard

"Without your true self to control it, even if it is the Celestial Sword, I want to see just how strong you can be!"

Ghost Eagle went completely all out.

RUMBLE!

CLANG CLANG CLANG!

The blood tower surged. Its eighteen tiers erupted one after another, crushing massive swathes of suppressing Sword Qi into powder. The blood sword whined continuously.

Finally, as Ghost Eagle materialized above the blood tower and stomped down, the Celestial Sword Bloodslayer could hold on no longer. It plummeted with a sorrowful whine.

"Hmph." Ghost Eagle let out a cold laugh. Cupping his palm, he lifted the blood tower and charged straight toward Mo Baijun. Looking at Mo Baijun, his eyes shone with excitement.

At this moment, Xu Yang was completely cast out of his mind. By killing Mo Baijun, an obscure Lord of the Wu Division like himself would become completely renowned throughout the Eastern Continent.

As for the retaliation from Celestial Sword Mountain? Blood Marsh wasn’t afraid in the slightest.

To an assassin, nothing was more tempting than making a name for oneself. Moreover, his status within Blood Marsh would rise even higher after this.

"You brought this upon yourself." Ghost Eagle licked his lips. The bloody glow on his body grew increasingly dense. Behind him, a massive phantom eagle rapidly materialized. Its head was as hideous and terrifying as an evil spirit, and its entire body was blood-red.

FLAP FLAP!

The giant eagle flapped its wings, whipping up an overwhelming wave of sharp, cutting aura.

The next moment, the blood tower in Ghost Eagle’s hand shot into the sky, swirling with dense blood patterns as it suppressed Mo Baijun. Simultaneously, the blood eagle behind him flapped its wings and soared upward. Flying past him, it twisted its wings and lunged viciously at Mo Baijun, intent on tearing him to shreds.

Mo Baijun suddenly opened his eyes. Two crystal-clear, jade-like, blood-red sword lights swirled in his pupils. Compared to Ghost Eagle’s blood-colored energy, they appeared incomparably pure.

BUZZ!

His body remained motionless, pointing a single finger toward the heavens.

DONG!

A dull, muffled sound echoed from the firmament, as if someone had struck a massive bell.

"The Power of Origin?" Ghost Eagle was taken aback.

Mo Baijun was actually forcefully triggering the starry sky’s Power of Origin right now! But this was entirely normal. A Golden Immortal expert could already touch upon the starry sky’s Power of Origin, and only Origin treasures could grant them a massive boost in strength, making them the most precious of all items.

CLANG!

The sunken Celestial Sword suddenly violently rose up. As if it had come alive, its Sword Intent pierced the clouds, transforming into a blood-red lightning bolt that shot straight at the center of Ghost Eagle’s back.

This sword strike made Ghost Eagle’s expression change drastically, filling his eyes with terror. The Slaughter Sword Intent pierced to the bone and stung his Primordial Spirit. Under Mo Baijun’s control, it displayed a might far beyond imagination.

Ghost Eagle’s expression contorted hideously. His instincts told him that he couldn’t block it. Unless he recalled the phantom of the Blood Sea Ghost Eagle and the blood tower...

In an instant, Ghost Eagle made the most sensible choice. The Blood Sea Ghost Eagle phantom and the blood tower, which had almost completely enveloped Mo Baijun, both rushed back to suppress the Celestial Sword.

SQUELCH!

The Celestial Sword pierced through with unstoppable momentum, penetrating the Blood Sea Ghost Eagle without any resistance. Accompanied by a shrill, mournful shriek, the Blood Sea Ghost Eagle instantly shattered into fragments.

This scene caused Ghost Eagle’s eyes to twitch wildly.

"How is this possible?" He had anticipated that the Celestial Sword would be strong, but he never imagined it would be this outrageously powerful. That Blood Sea Ghost Eagle was condensed from his Primordial Spirit!

CLANG!

The Celestial Sword pierced through the eagle and struck the blood tower. This time, the result was the exact opposite of before. The blood tower was violently knocked back, and the countless blood patterns on its surface cracked madly.

"Damn it." Ghost Eagle bit his lip until it bled. He took a step forward, pressed his curled palm against the blood tower, and poured his inner power into it in billowing waves.

His glabella glowed, and a blurry blood-colored spiritual light blossomed. The spiritual light expanded rapidly like a tide. It resembled a vast marshland, entirely shrouded in blood—a truly eerie sight.

SWOOSH!

This phantom of the blood marsh sank into the blood tower with lightning speed. Immediately, the blood tower hummed explosively, radiating a brilliant divine light. Its might soared, blocking the Celestial Sword’s sharp edge in one fell swoop. Transitioning from defense to offense, it crushed a large expanse of sword light and suppressed the Celestial Sword once more.

"To force me to use a Blood Marsh Secret Skill... Mo Baijun, you will definitely die today." Ghost Eagle turned around, his expression exceptionally terrifying. His entire figure turned illusory, and blood mist drifted around him, making it seem as if he were standing in a blood-colored marsh that didn’t belong to this world.

This was precisely the transformation brought about by a Blood Marsh Secret Skill. Even with his cultivation base, executing a Blood Marsh Secret Skill would result in immense aftereffects.

"A cowardly piece of filth who hides in the shadows actually thinks he’s worthy of killing me?" Mo Baijun sneered coldly.

"You’re courting death." Furious beyond belief, Ghost Eagle manipulated the blood tower and charged at Mo Baijun. The distance of a thousand feet was crossed in an instant.

The corners of Mo Baijun’s lips curled up. The blood swords in his eyes suddenly shot out.

CLANG!

His physical body became like a sword. As it trembled, it emitted the whistling roar of ten thousand ringing swords.

Beneath the firmament, the thousand-mile stretch of blood clouds was directly punctured by the myriad of swords. Starlight poured down, illuminating this stretch of heaven and earth with a bizarre, bewitching, and dreamlike aura.

At this moment, Mo Baijun ascended to the Late Stage of Golden Immortal.

The countless speckles of starlight seemed to be celebrating him. As they fell upon his body, his blood-stained robes appeared to transcend mortality, transforming into clusters of twisting vortexes. Within these vortexes lay boundless Sword Qi.

"You underestimate the Chief Disciple of Celestial Sword Mountain far too much, and you underestimate the Four Great Celestial Swords far too much." Mo Baijun chuckled coldly. Under Ghost Eagle’s shocked gaze, he slowly raised his hand.

WHOOSH!

The countless vortexes on his body suddenly shattered. Limitless Sword Qi gushed out, gathering in his palm with lightning speed to form a blood sword as crystal-clear and flawless as jade.

"This is the true Celestial Sword."

His words were astonishing.

Xu Yang was dumbfounded watching this. This was the Celestial Sword? Then what was that thing being suppressed in the distance?

The exact same question popped into Ghost Eagle’s head. He didn’t understand, but he didn’t dare to doubt it, because this sword was several times more terrifying than the previous Celestial Sword. The moment it appeared, it sent chills down his spine, making his hair stand on end. This warning sign immediately snapped him wide awake.

Flee!

"Die!" Ghost Eagle roared hoarsely. Exerting all his strength, he smashed the blood tower down. Meanwhile, he himself turned and ran without the slightest hesitation, transforming into a streak of escaping light to tear through space.

CRACK!

A crisp sound of shattering reverberated through heaven and earth.

With just a casual slash from Mo Baijun, the blood tower—despite being bolstered by a Blood Marsh Secret Skill—crumbled into countless fragments like brittle paper.

Immediately after, he flicked his sleeve. The Celestial Sword explosively shot out, piercing through the vast sky.

BANG!

A mass of bloody light exploded in the distance. Ghost Eagle plummeted with a miserable scream.

This scene made Xu Yang and Yuan Mie stare with wide eyes. Xu Yang had seen the world and experienced much, but nothing had ever brought him such profound shock as the sight before him.

"Didn’t he just break through?

"That’s a Lord of Blood Marsh!

"How is he so weak?" Yuan Mie muttered in a daze, unable to believe his eyes.

Was the Chief Disciple of Celestial Sword Mountain truly this absurdly powerful?

"It’s because Mo Baijun is too strong, along with the Celestial Sword," Xu Yang replied. "The Four Great Celestial Swords of Celestial Sword Mountain are likely beyond imagination. By overcoming his slaughter Heart Demon and undergoing a complete metamorphosis, Mo Baijun has likely triggered the true might of the Celestial Sword."

Possessing the Daluo Saber, Xu Yang had realized this in a flash. Mo Baijun was strong, but the Celestial Sword was even more crucial. After all, he had just broken through, and the environment for his breakthrough had been exceedingly poor. Even if he was strong, it shouldn’t be possible for him to slaughter a Lord of Blood Marsh like a chicken. Thus, the only reason lay with the Celestial Sword.

A trickle of blood spilled from the corner of Mo Baijun’s mouth. Looking at the blood sword in his hand, he sighed faintly. "Although the Immortal Spirit Qi in this world is rich, it is still lacking in the end.

"I pushed myself too hard.

"Otherwise, I could have slain him without even needing to use the Celestial Sword’s Power of Origin."

Muttering to himself, he walked through the air until he hovered above Ghost Eagle.

Ghost Eagle was missing an arm. At the severed stump, blood-red Sword Qi tangled together, emitting terrifying Slaughter Sword Intent that continuously ate away at his flesh. No matter how he struggled, he found it difficult to suppress or expel it.

The pain made him break out in a cold sweat. His face was deathly pale and filled with panic.

Upon seeing Mo Baijun, a flicker of fear flashed through Ghost Eagle’s eyes, and his expression turned utterly wretched. As an assassin, he had long anticipated that this day would come.

"The Celestial Sword... what exactly..."

Mo Baijun said flatly, "What you were dealing with just now was merely the scabbard of the Celestial Sword Bloodslayer!"

"W-What? The scabbard?"

Ghost Eagle’s gaze turned vacant, and he looked as though he had gone utterly mad.