Chapter 285 - 310: Feathered Battle, Tearing the Divine Talisman, Sword Light Like a Dragon

"By my decree, all Daoists in the world shall unite to exterminate the traitors of the Gui Chen Sect!"

"Slay three thousand of their disciples and destroy one hundred of their branch sects! Should any stand in your way, show no mercy until they are dead!!"

RUMBLE!

In an instant, the world shook and ten thousand bolts of lightning crackled in unison!

An endless torrent of the Power of Incense erupted, spreading out and following the invisible streams of Incense and Candle Power. It fanned out in all directions across Da Yu, seeping into one city after another.

"How dare you!"

From within the Gui Chen Sect Headquarters, a furious roar echoed. Waves of clouds churned as a giant palm blotted out the sky!

The giant palm clenched, forming a sinister sword shadow that shot toward the face outlined by lightning.

"Qin Wuliang, you’re courting death!!"

"Haha!"

Qin Wuliang roared with laughter.

"I should have left with the Venerable Lord long ago. If you can grant my wish today, I’ll at least consider you a man of character!"

In an instant, two of the era’s supreme Feathered experts had already begun a fierce battle in the depths of the heavens.

Their divine might was boundless, causing countless people to tremble in fear.

In the Wansheng Institute, at the top of the Thirty-Three-Layered Buddha Tower.

The Rebirth Buddha Venerable opened his eyes. The string of Buddha Beads in his hand stopped rotating. His palm, as flawless as white jade, trembled slightly, as if he too was itching to act.

’Elder Gui Chen... Qin Wuliang...’

But in the end, he did not intervene, because Qin Wuliang had no chance of victory.

Although Qin Wuliang was the foremost ghost-god of the era, his power had declined since leaving the Gui Dao Mansion.

Furthermore, the Leader of Gui Chen Sect possessed terrifying methods and numerous hidden trump cards, making him unfathomably deep. No matter how strong Qin Wuliang was, he was no match for the Sect Leader.

"That’s... Qin Wuliang!"

Before the great hall, the Changqing Daoist looked up in surprise.

’Now’s my chance!’

A look of resolve flashed in Jin Yunfeng’s eyes.

He didn’t even glance up to see what was happening in the sky; he had been gathering his power, waiting for this very moment.

And in the instant the Changqing Daoist was distracted, he leaped forward, slapped a Divine Talisman onto his longsword, and swung his arm with all his might!

A bone-chilling sword light, wrapped in sheets of Divine Talismans, instantly erupted in a brilliant glow!

With one slash of the sword, the world fell silent.

He ignored the roar of thunder in the sky, the gasps of shock from inside and outside the hall, and even the long-range strike hurtling toward him from the Changqing Daoist, who had just snapped out of his daze.

His eyes were locked on the Sword Aura that shot out like a rainbow piercing the sun, like a True Dragon roaring through the Nine Heavens, as it stabbed toward the astonished black-robed elder in the depths of the palace.

"Die!!"

The sword lights were as dense as a forest, blanketing everything in all directions!

Amidst the surging golden radiance, the Divine Talismans exploded. The hundred-zhang-tall palace, along with its layers of Defensive Arrays, was instantly pierced by the Sword Aura.

Jin Yunfeng achieved the Unity of Man and Sword. In less than a breath, he had crossed a thousand zhang. The roiling sword light was less than one zhang away from the black-robed elder!

But just as the sword light was about to strike the elder, a simple, ancient Copper Mirror swiftly rose before him, erupting with a brilliant light that illuminated the entire palace.

It was a defensive Divine Artifact!

In an instant, the Sword Aura and the Divine Light clashed violently.

At the same time, the Changqing Daoist’s hate-filled palm strike was about to land.

"Die!"

Jin Yunfeng’s eyes were wide with fury, completely ignoring the Changqing Daoist’s hateful attack.

He ripped apart the remaining Divine Talismans clutched in his hand, crushing the rays of Divine Light from the Copper Mirror and instantly shattering the artifact itself!

Then, Jin Yunfeng hurled his shattered longsword!

"AHHH!!"

The black-robed elder let out an inhuman scream as the shattered sword pierced his body, lifting him more than ten zhang into the air and pinning him hard against the wall at the far end of the palace.

BOOM!

The next moment, the sword light shattered. The great hall trembled and then disintegrated into dust. The pools of blood burst open, staining the surroundings a glaring, vivid red!

Amidst the thick dust, Jin Yunfeng was sent tumbling for several hundred zhang, crashing through one Golden Jade Wall after another.

Finally, he fell to his knees with a THUD, his chest nearly pierced through by the palm strike, and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

"I have failed the expectations of the world’s Ten Thousand Spirits... My death is of no consequence..."

Jin Yunfeng gave a bitter laugh and collapsed to the ground.

Although his sword strike, aided by the Divine Talismans, had torn through the Copper Mirror, pinned the black-robed elder to the wall, and crushed his heart, it had not killed him.

At the last moment, the Changqing Daoist had activated a powerful Sacred Artifact to save the elder’s life.

WHOOSH!

The Changqing Daoist appeared before Jin Yunfeng in a flick of his sleeve. His spotless green boots descended from above, stomping down hard on Jin Yunfeng’s head.

"A mere Dragon Mansion Realm Sword Cultivator dares to act so insolently before me, a True Master? You truly overestimate yourself!"

CRACK!

With a dull thud, Jin Yunfeng’s head instantly shattered. Flesh and blood flew everywhere, dripping gruesomely. He was dead.

"Eld... Elder!"

Through the lingering dust, a few heavily injured disciples who had survived gritted their teeth and carefully took the black-robed elder down from the wall.

The black-robed elder’s face was a mask of terror.

A moment ago, he had been a hair’s breadth from death.

He wouldn’t have died from the Sword Aura, but from those shredded Divine Talismans.

Those Divine Talismans possessed terrifying power. If not for his Void Realm Cultivation, his immense Life Force, and the help of the Changqing Daoist’s Sacred Artifact, he would have been deader than dead.

"*GASP! GASP!*"

The black-robed elder stumbled to the ground, panting heavily. His heart was still pounding with fear. It took him a long while to catch his breath before he screamed hoarsely:

"Someone!"

"Take that damned traitor and chop him up to feed the dogs!!"

There had been a few assassination attempts on him in recent years, but this was the closest he had ever come to death.

How could he not be furious?

What no one noticed, however, was a faint, almost imperceptible wisp of white light escaping from Jin Yunfeng’s mind.

It shot into the sky and vanished in a flash.

...

The battle in the skies above the Capital City affected an area tens of thousands of miles wide, shaking an unknown number of provinces, prefectures, and Cultivators across the land.

But the Desolate Province, an immense distance from Yu Province, was not greatly affected.

The only one who sensed anything was Su Bai.

At this moment, the image sketched out before his eyes by the Power of Divine Thought slowly shattered.

Then, he shook his head slightly and said:

"What a pity."

He hadn’t expected Jin Yunfeng to act with such decisiveness. He had been clean and efficient, disregarding his own life to cut a path deep into the Gui Chen Sect’s branch.

Unfortunately, he was just one step short. The black-robed elder didn’t die.

However, it wasn’t without effect.

The great hall had crumbled and the blood pools had burst. Anyone with even a bit of Cultivation could have seen it. With a little thought, and recalling Qin Wuliang’s words, they would naturally understand the reason behind it all.

And the great disturbance Jin Yunfeng had caused did indeed attract the attention of Da Yu’s upper echelons.

Now, it all depended on how Da Yu’s leadership would handle the situation.

At this, he looked up.

The many Daoists in the Prefecture City were leaving one after another. They had clearly received Qin Wuliang’s decree through the Incense and Candle Power and had already joined forces to destroy the Gui Chen Sect’s branch sects.

Snapping back to his senses, Su Bai vanished from where he stood.

He appeared in a patch of forest. With a flicker of his Divine Thoughts, he gathered a large quantity of Demon Beast bones from the woods and formed them into a thirty-foot-tall White Bone Body before his eyes.

About half an incense stick’s time later, a white gleam wrapped around a spiritual light shot through the sky and landed between his fingers.

Su Bai sent the spiritual light into the White Bone Body before him and called out sharply:

"Jin Yunfeng, awaken at once!"