"Bang!"
Lin Zhao didn't hesitate and blew up his level 1 realm again, entering the second realm transformation state of the day.
He drew out a wisp of the golden divine intent from the Dragon Slaying Sword and moved through the air.
Seizing the moment when Nan Qingfeng was locked in combat with Huang Tingyu, he fiercely swept his sword horizontally across Nan Qingfeng's body. Sword light flashed, erupting with massive damage numbers and stunning Nan Qingfeng.
"Perfect!"
Huang Tingyu struck with his sword, and the sword light cleaved Nan Qingfeng's chest, leaving a bone-deep gash between her two peaks. He then delivered a fierce kick to Nan Qingfeng's abdomen, sending the mistress of the Ancestral Mountain of the demon race flying.
"Ah?!"
Nan Qingfeng's lips parted slightly, her entire being filled with shock. She hadn't expected to be in such a desperate situation in an instant. She quickly twisted her body and swung her sword towards the girl waiting in ambush behind her.
However, Tong Yu's swordsmanship was already superb. As her sword swept out, sword energy like a flowing river densely arranged itself. It was the Thirty-Six Sword Arts, and as the sword intent enveloped Nan Qingfeng's delicate body, strand after strand of sword light cut across, leaving countless dense wounds on Nan Qingfeng in the blink of an eye.
Even in Lin Zhao's eyes, Nan Qingfeng's Dharma Idol behind her was already severely damaged. The white peacock seemed to have been torn apart by a mad dog, its body bald and featherless, with one wing bloody and drooping, unable to move.
But in the next moment, Nan Qingfeng, brandishing her sword, ignited a vital feather and charged straight at Lin Zhao. Her beautiful eyes were filled with killing intent. At this moment, she only wanted to kill the young man before her. As she sped forward, the white peacock Dharma Idol behind her seemed to experience a final burst of brilliance, suddenly spreading its wings and crying out to the sky.
"You think you're the only one with a Dharma Idol?!"
Lin Zhao stood on a small hill, took a step forward, and a Sword Immortal Dharma Idol soared into the sky behind him. The Sword Immortal Dharma Idol was thousands of feet tall, clad in white robes and silver armor, with an enlarged Dragon Slaying Sword on its back. It radiated golden light, and immensely concentrated sword intent coiled around it, greatly enhancing Lin Zhao's combat power.
"..."
In the distance, Ding Chi, Chen Xue, Leng Yan, and the others, who were locked in battle, looked back and were stunned. That was Lin Zhao's twelfth-realm Dharma Idol! They players had never dared to imagine such a thing. At this moment, their eyes were filled with surprise and envy. So... players could also possess such magnificent might in battle!
"Brother..."
Luo Man frowned. At this moment, she felt Lin Zhao's status in her heart rise by a large margin. He was too handsome!
In the wind, Lin Zhao swung his sword down, a precise "Sunken Sword Strike." Sword light precisely landed on Nan Qingfeng's body, reducing her health bar by a large chunk again. Nan Qingfeng was now close to death. She suddenly flapped her wings and soared into the sky, roaring, "Lin Zhao, you wait! I, Nan Qingfeng, will surely avenge today's humiliation!"
With that, she soared upwards, detonating as many as five vital feathers to clear the path, intending to break through Wei Huagrou's barrier and escape this troublesome place with her sword.
"Boom!"
With a loud bang, the sky screen built by Wei Huagrou was instantly blasted open with a small gap by the self-destruction of a string of vital feathers. Wei Huagrou stood in the wind, frowned, and slowly drew her sword, preparing to mete out punishment.
"Don't let her run!"
Lin Zhao, along with Huang Tingyu and Tong Yu, pursued. He tilted his head and shouted into the sky, "Lie Yu, draw your sword and chop Nan Qingfeng down for me."
"Hmph!"
The little girl high in the sky was still somewhat unconvinced, but she had to obey the mountain lord's orders. Otherwise, she wouldn't be allowed to eat at the table for some time, which would be a big problem. So, she drew her sword in the sky and cleaved downwards towards the gap below. This sword energy stretched for thousands of feet, pressing down like a beam carrying heavy loads, fiercely striking Nan Qingfeng's head. Instantly, strands of blazing sword intent penetrated, pressing Nan Qingfeng's body downwards.
"Lin Zhao!"
Nan Qingfeng, bearing Lie Yu's terrifying sword intent on her shoulders, knew she was on the verge of life and death. She suddenly looked down at Lin Zhao's direction and asked, "Do you really want to kill me? Have you forgotten Gu Yanshu's dying request?!"
"You dare mention Gu Yanshu?"
Lin Zhao roared, "Gu Yanshu deserved to die, that's true, but he had no ill will towards you, Nan Qingfeng. Deceiving Gu Yanshu's feelings is one thing, but you still want to take advantage of me?! Old Huang, cripple her, let me kill her!"
"Alright!"
Huang Tingyu abruptly unleashed a sword strike, and rolling sword energy surged into the sky, as if many large yellow dogs were leaping upwards. In the blink of an eye, Nan Qingfeng's health bar was reduced to only 1%, perfectly locked at low health, worthy of Old Huang.
Lin Zhao no longer hesitated. Taking advantage of the last few seconds of his realm transformation, his sword light turned cold, and he unleashed a blazing sword strike towards the sky!
One Sword to Slay Immortals!
Beneath the sword light, Nan Qingfeng's body gradually turned into dust, evaporated into the dust of heaven and earth by Lin Zhao's blazing sword. Then, a wisp of soul drifted upwards. The most beautiful woman in the demon realm, now a soul, had shed much of her ferocity but gained much sorrow, as if lamenting her fate. She suddenly sighed and drifted uncertainly in the wind.
"What do you say?"
Wei Huagrou asked, "Nan Qingfeng's soul, should we destroy it?"
"Forget it."
Lin Zhao shook his head and said, "Let her go. There's no need to be utterly ruthless."
"Mm."
Wei Huagrou nodded.
In the wind, Nan Qingfeng's soul seemed to sense something. Before leaving, she bowed gracefully to Lin Zhao and then gracefully disappeared into the sky above the Ancestral Mountain, heading to an unknown destination.
...
Halfway up the mountain.
Strands of sword light intertwined, causing the trees on the Ancestral Mountain to break. It was the clash of two great Sword Immortals. Finally, a disheveled man arrived, delivering a heavy kick to the abdomen of the other, sending him flying out with a "bang" and crashing against the edge of the restriction barrier set up by Wei Huagrou.
He was covered in sword wounds, his cloak torn. This was Feng Quan, the twelfth-realm great demon and commander of the three military tents. However, Feng Quan was now in a sorry state, his former arrogance gone.
"I told you."
Tang Guangjun stood on a green rock, looking down at the pathetic Feng Quan. "I said you wouldn't last ten moves under my sword, yet you refused to believe me. Now do you believe? It's as if being beaten is a good thing, don't you feel something is amiss if you don't get this beating?"
"Naturally, something is amiss."
Feng Quan clutched his chest, several ribs broken. Although Tang Guangjun had held back, he hadn't held back much. Feng Quan was now on the verge of a realm demotion. With his twelfth realm tottering, he gave a bitter smile. "The Ancestral Mountain is under attack. If I don't draw my sword with all my might, I, Feng Quan, would be letting down my conscience and the demon ancestor's many years of cultivation."
"Alright, alright."
Tang Guangjun was somewhat impatient. "I hate that 'I defy heaven and earth' look of yours."
Feng Quan grinned. "Didn't you also break through your mental state to reach the thirteenth realm, you, Tang Guangjun?"
"That's because my mountain lord taught me well."
Tang Guangjun laughed heartily, then lowered his voice. "Alright, stop playing the fool. I know you still have some strength left. Is it possible you're saving that strength to ambush and chop off my, Tang Guangjun's, neck? I advise you, if you have that much energy, it's better to get up and run. Don't go to the Upper Realm. Being a carefree Sword Immortal in the depths of the wilderness is better than anything. Perhaps I, Tang Guangjun, might even find you for a drink in the Great Wasteland in the future."
"What do you mean?"
Feng Quan frowned. "You're going to let me go?"
"Stupid..."
Tang Guangjun raised a finger. "If Yu Zhi is ranked first in strategy on the Ancestral Mountain, then you, Feng Quan, are ranked second to last. Besides your ability to draw your sword and slash people, what other strategy do you have?"
"How so?" Feng Quan was bewildered.
Tang Guangjun took a deep breath to suppress his anger. "My mountain lord ordered me, Tang Guangjun, to hunt you, Feng Quan, before the battle. Don't you realize the calculation behind it? He just wants to do me a favor by letting me, Tang Guangjun, let you off the hook. Within ten years of the Battle of Bai Cheng, you, Feng Quan, didn't kill many human top-five realm cultivators. You even let a human tenth-realm Sword Immortal go south of Shanhai Pass. This is the mountain lord doing me, Tang Guangjun, a favor, to save your life. Get lost!"
With that, Tang Guangjun looked up at the sky and bowed respectfully with clasped fists. "Sect Master Wei, please open a path. Let my foolish friend get away quickly. Tang Guangjun doesn't have many friends in his life, and he is one of them."
"Mm."
Wei Huagrou nodded slightly. She was also a perceptive person, and Lin Zhao's intentions were clear. The next moment, a gap appeared at the edge of Wei Huagrou's restriction barrier, behind Feng Quan.
"..."
Feng Quan frowned and remained silent, getting up with his battered body, but still unwilling. He looked back at the peak of the Ancestral Mountain.
"Hurry up and go."
Tang Guangjun said, "The more you look, the more the mountain lord might change his mind and you won't be able to leave. After going to the depths of the wilderness, don't return to the demon race. Just be a rogue cultivator. Your personality is not suited for the Ancestral Mountain. Perhaps you'll be freer cultivating alone."
"I know."
Feng Quan gritted his teeth and disappeared into the horizon with a flash of his body.
Tang Guangjun then took a deep breath.
"Well done, Tang Guangjun!"
At this moment, someone in the wind chuckled and said, "You dare to release the great demon Feng Quan privately, what crime should you be punished with?! Enough said, I'll punish you to guard the Snow Domain Heavenly Lake for ten years!"
"Hahahaha~~~"
Tang Guangjun turned around and clasped his fists towards Lin Zhao. "Thank you, Mountain Lord, for your generosity!"
"Let's go, hunt the Nine-Tails!"
"Yes!"
...
South of the mountain, a figure flitted through the wind, that of the twelfth-realm Nine-Tails.
A beam of heavenly light shone above her head, leaving her nowhere to hide. It was a treasure mirror cast by Wei Huagrou, specifically to lock onto Nine-Tails's position. At this moment, Lin Zhao, along with Huang Tingyu, Tang Guangjun, and Tong Yu, charged forward. He decisively blew up his level 1 realm again, entering a state of abnormal realm transformation. He drew out a wisp of divine intent from the Dragon Slaying Sword and with a "chi," struck Nine-Tails's forehead with a Sword of Soul Suppression!
"Ah?!"
Nine-Tails gritted her teeth and looked up at Wei Huagrou in the sky, sneering, "Sect Master Wei, since you're so resolute, we'll meet in the Upper Realm!"
With that, Nine-Tails waved her sleeve, and a scorched map of the Four Seas and Eight Desolations rapidly revolved around her. Then, a beam of Great Dao Heavenly Light erupted, enveloping Nine-Tails's body and directly breaking through the realm to ascend!
It was a plan set up by the Kunpeng Demon Ancestor. He had sent Nine-Tails to the mortal world to make arrangements. Now that the plan had failed, but he cherished Nine-Tails's life immensely, so he had left her this escape route, allowing Nine-Tails to retreat unharmed.
Lin Zhao frowned and looked up at Wei Huagrou. "Cun'er, she got away?"
"She ran."
Wei Huagrou nodded. "It's the Kunpeng Demon Ancestor's plan, there's nothing we can do. She can't be killed."
"Fine!"
Lin Zhao immediately turned and left with the others. Near the mountain peak, Zhu Zhi and Yu Wanling had already hacked the fourteenth-realm Sword Minister to low health. The next moment, Tong Yu swiftly arrived, her sword light flying, and severed Sword Minister's head from his neck, voluntarily taking on this karma.
Below the mountain, people were also arriving.
Lu Fengxian and Chen Xi arrived side by side. The old general Lu Fengxian's battle robe was stained with blood, and he held the corpse of a white snake in his hand, which was the true form of the twelfth-realm great demon Bai Xi, now slain by the two of them.
Further in the distance, Chen Mengjun and Han Yetang also arrived. Chen Mengjun handed a twelfth-realm demon core to Zhu Zhi, which was from the great demon Qing Jian. Thus, all great demons above the eleventh realm on the Ancestral Mountain had been eradicated. The entire Ancestral Mountain was now filled with human cultivators, and the remaining few demon cultivators were being constantly hunted down.
...
"Hoo..."
Lin Zhao turned to look at the mountain peak and smiled at Zhao Shutong. "Your Highness, what are you still waiting for?"
"Mm!"
Zhao Shutong nodded joyfully, took a battle flag of the Great Shang Dynasty from a White Deer Iron Cavalryman, and strode onto the peak of the Ancestral Mountain. She then planted the human battle flag on the summit of the Ancestral Mountain.
The wind blew, and the battle flag fluttered.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment.
Humanity had finally broken through the demon race's territory, achieving an unprecedented feat!
"Rustle rustle..."
Lin Zhao slowly approached the peak of the Ancestral Mountain and looked north. The sea of clouds churned, and vast lands still awaited conquest. The demon race's plains, their ancestral land, and the wilderness behind the ancestral land, there would still be resistance from the demon race. The human conquest path was not yet over.
...
A figure drifted by, it was Leng Yan.
She retracted her flying sword, stepped forward to stand beside Lin Zhao, and together they looked north from the Ancestral Mountain, smiling. "It's time to come to an end?"
"Yes."
Lin Zhao nodded. "It's time to come to an end."
Leng Yan's pearly dimples curved into a smile as she gently held his hand.
Lin Zhao felt a warmth in his heart and gazed into the distance again. This time, he no longer felt alone.
...
The road ahead was still long!
They still had to completely destroy the demon race, balance the world of Ningshang, and cultivate the Eternal Sword Scripture to the thirteenth realm.
He still had to ascend with his sword to the Upper Realm to see Xiao Jiu'er!
He still had to bring heroes from the lower realm to the Upper Realm to help his third senior brother and second senior sister!
(End of Book)
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Alright, it's written up to the twelfth realm. Ye Zi has done his best. This book was a failed attempt, let's call it a failure for now. Next, I will honestly write the data-driven best-selling novel that everyone likes. This time, I apologize to all the fans who liked "I Am the Sword Immortal." I'm sorry. Ending it this way is somewhat irresponsible, but Ye Zi really did his best. I heard many people say the plot was watered down and wanted to see the outline. This time, I will satisfy everyone. To avoid leaving too many regrets, after this ending, I will directly provide the subsequent plot in an outline format for everyone to see. Far-reaching plots can no longer be designed, so they will be presented in the form of postscripts and paragraphs. Additionally, there will be a true complete ending plot.
Okay, goodbye everyone, and wait for my new book!