novelhk Chapter 129 War begins
Chapter 129 War begins
Each sect is spread out evenly along the coast. The leaders of the eight major sects are all elders with high cultivation levels, while the leaders of the smaller sects are all sect leaders.
The war between humans and demons is never a minor skirmish; it involves nothing but slaughter and death.
Lin Xuanjin led the Muxue Sect. The sword in his hand gleamed with cold light as he stared intently at the demonic cultivator army ahead. He occasionally told his disciples behind him, "Don't wander off. Stay within my sight. This battle is truly life-threatening. Safety is the most important thing. Don't worry about rankings."
"it is good."
Hearing his disciples' echoes, Lin Xuanjin looked ahead again, a murderous intent he had never seen before appearing on his face.
All demons must die!
Xie Wan Ning looked at the scoring stone hanging from her waist. This stone was used to count how many demons had been killed, and every participating disciple had one.
However, once a participating disciple dies, the scoring stone will shatter, indicating that the disciple will not appear in the rankings.
Xie Wanning drew her Luoze sword, ready for battle.
As the demon army approached the shore, all the sect disciples went to fight.
The clash of swords, the sounds of explosions and screams mingled together, and flames illuminated the night.
Xie Wan Ning looked at the crazed, irrational demon in front of her, her sword never stopped, hundreds and thousands of ice blades severed the demon's neck, eighth-grade talismans exploded around her, and the defensive magic weapon at her waist was ready to resist any sudden attack.
Soon, Xie Wanning's clothes were covered in blood. The blood of the demon race carried demonic energy, which would corrode the cultivator's body. Xie Wanning hurriedly used the Cleansing Technique to wash away the blood from her body.
Meng Qingyue moved with lightning speed behind him, almost invisible to the eye. His invincible swordsmanship was brought to its peak; Meng Qingyue's speed was incredible, carrying an unstoppable force as he successively beheaded several demons.
Mu Zhi's music put the demons to sleep, causing them to fall from the sky into the Black Sea and drown. Mu Zhi's flute music tore the demons to pieces, and bursts of blood mist exploded around her.
Qi Shaozhuo, being a healer, could not join the battle, but he actively treated his injured disciples from the rear.
Lin Xuanjin, who was originally in front of Xie Wanning, had already charged into the midst of the demons. Xie Wanning could only see hundreds of ice spikes descending from the sky, the ice blades carrying immense killing intent as they slashed towards the demons. The surrounding wind was frost-laden, chilling everyone to the bone. Lin Xuanjin's white robes were already stained crimson, the sword in his hand was unrecognizable, and his silver hair fluttered with the splattering blood. He seemed even more frenzied than the demons themselves.
The battle lasted for a day and a night. The demons suffered heavy losses and were forced to retreat temporarily, while the cultivators were also seriously injured.
The sect disciples cheered for their victory, but the sect elders and sect leader frowned deeply.
Xie Wanning discovered that Shen Yuan had not appeared in this battle, indicating that this was only the first batch of demons. How many more batches of demons would follow?
Qi Shaozhuo stepped forward to heal Meng Qingyue, Mu Ruo, and Mu Zhi. Although the demons were not difficult to deal with, their numbers were too great, which resulted in Meng Qingyue and the others being injured to varying degrees.
Xie Wanning found Lin Xuanjin and sat down next to him.
As the two looked at the Black Sea before them, the previously unpleasant smell seemed to fade, leaving only the recurring sound of the waves in their ears.
Xie Wanning had never seen the sea before; she only felt that the sea in front of her was vast and boundless, seemingly capable of swallowing everything.
Lin Xuanjin had already changed his clothes, but instead of wearing white, he put on a robe embroidered with dark blue stripes. His originally loose silver hair was tied up high with a wooden hairpin, making him look somewhat youthful and spirited.
Xie Wanning didn't speak. She could feel the slightly cold air around her master, and her deep blue eyes were filled with sorrow.
Xie Wanning didn't have any wine; she didn't drink, but she knew her master loved to. So, she took out a few calming herbs from her storage bag, put them in a jar, pounded them, squeezed out the juice, and then mixed it with spring water before pouring it into a cup.
Then, Xie Wanning held the cup in her hand, channeled cold air into it, and added ice cubes.
A calming herbal tea is ready!
The calming herbs are all sour, so the taste should be alright. Xie Wanning has never drunk alcohol, so she doesn't know what it tastes like, but calming tea can be refreshing, so it should have a similar effect to alcohol!
Xie Wanning carefully handed over the calming tea: "Master, please try it."
Lin Xuanjin took a sip of the calming tea, and felt a chill from the sourness, but seeing the expectant look in his disciple's eyes, he still smiled and said, "It's very delicious."
Although the tea was very sour, it did allow Lin Xuanjin to temporarily escape from the past. As he looked at his eldest disciple, who was squinting and enjoying the sea breeze, the sorrow in his heart lessened a bit.
"Xiaolin, how did you suppress the cold poison in my body back then?" Lin Xuanjin suddenly asked, attracting Xie Wanning's attention.
"I used an array to suppress the toxins in my master's body," Xie Wanning replied without hesitation.
Lin Xuanjin pondered, recalling the scene. While Xu Weilin was suppressing his cold poison, she herself had fallen victim to it. But Xu Weilin hadn't practiced the Cold Sword Technique; how could she have been poisoned by cold poison?
"Xiaolin, put your hand out."
Xie Wanning obediently stretched out her hand, and Lin Xuanjin inputted his spiritual power to probe her spiritual root, only to find that there was nothing wrong with it.
Remembering how Xu Weilin was able to suppress the cold poison in her body on her own, Lin Xuanjin made a decision.
"Xiao Lin, I want to teach you the Cold and Fierce Sword Technique. Are you willing to learn?" Lin Xuanjin's tone was very solemn.
"I do." Xie Wanning immediately knelt down and kowtowed.
"No need for formalities." Lin Xuanjin helped Xie Wanning up.
For the next half day, Xie Wanning followed Lin Xuanjin to learn the Cold Sword Technique. She learned sword techniques very quickly and mastered them very well. She may have learned two sword techniques before, but she was particularly talented in learning the Cold Sword Technique.
Moreover, the Cold Sword Technique only has three moves: Ice Rise, Ice Break, and Ice Crack, so it doesn't take long to learn.
Lin Xuanjin watched as Xie Wanning's movements were executed with perfect precision, and he smiled with satisfaction.
As Xie Wanning left, Lin Xuanjin watched her retreating figure and murmured to himself, "I have finally found a successor. Brother Xie, I will carry on your swordsmanship."
After saying that, Lin Xuanjin drank the last half cup of calming tea in one gulp. It was so sour that he coughed twice, and even coughed up tears.
The second wave of demons is coming.
Compared to the previous ten warships, the demon army now has fifteen warships.
All the sect leaders and elders moved the injured disciples to the rear. Regardless of whether it was a large or small sect, they distributed their own pills. This was going to be a tough battle, and there would likely be casualties.
"Look, what's that?" a disciple suddenly exclaimed, pointing to the demon army's ships.
On the leading eight warships, eight people dressed in white stood at the bow.
Their pupils were jet black, and their faces were covered in black markings. They didn't have any demonic energy; instead, they possessed abundant... spiritual energy!
They are demon puppets!