Devour

Chapter 210 1 Breath

Cheng Bai's face changed slightly when he heard this. The Divine Lord's cultivation was unfathomable, probably ten realms higher than Chang Yufeng. With just a glance, he was able to rival four heavenly-grade spiritual swords. It was no exaggeration to say that he could crush them to pieces with just a breath of air.

Chang Yufeng was not willing to give in. He let out a long roar, gathered his sword fingers with both hands, and performed the Golden Plum Sword Technique, urging the remaining four premium spirit swords in the Nine Palace Sword Box to shoot out at the same time, interweaving with the previous four spirit swords to form a sword net, which evolved into a sword formation, using the move "Fragrance Comes from the Bitter Cold"!

For a moment, sword energy was flying, gorgeous light was lingering in the air, an invisible force was tearing through the smoke in the sky, and the cold sword energy was sweeping in all directions, surging like an unstoppable army.

The eight spirit swords were arranged in perfect formation, their power multiplied that of the previous move, and they advanced swiftly with the momentum of a long drive, slashing towards Di Xuan's head.

Cheng Bai's face was solemn, he had no mind to admire the exquisite swordsmanship, he quickly summoned the Killing Blade, and used 100% of his strength to cast the Black Spirit at different angles above, as many as two hundred layers of cross-shaped sword energy surged and churned, converging into a shocking blade storm.

His cultivation was so advanced that he could create a force with just a supreme spiritual weapon, which was no less powerful than Chang Yufeng's combination of eight spiritual swords, and he killed Di Xuan.

This was because the Sun Chaser God was spewing a murderous aura that could melt gold and iron towards Chang Yufeng. If he didn't find a way to share the burden, the young man would probably lose his life.

Di Xuan sensed the knife energy coming from above his head, and he looked up and swept the second half of his breath upwards, using the powerful aura to meet the killing moves of the two men at the same time.

Three shocking forces collided, and in an instant the sword storm and the fire storm intertwined and entangled, forming a thick and hot column of fire, which suddenly sprayed out of the huge hole on the deck of the Death Ship, as spectacular as a volcanic eruption.

An Yiren was frantically controlling the Yelong Flying Armor, and was affected by the turbulent airflow and fell downwards. He screamed, "Oh my god, I almost died."

Although he seemed to be in a panic, he not only managed to avoid the jet of fire, but also dodged the eight spirit swords that were blown away by the powerful force of half a breath and were flying everywhere. His reaction was surprisingly quick.

Cheng Bai saw this and thought, "Ordinary people must have thought it was safe to stay away from Di Xuan and hide upwards, but they ran into the gun muzzle. If they didn't have enough cultivation, they wouldn't be able to judge the situation and handle it correctly. An Yiren may have hidden his strength, which is far beyond others' expectations."

Chang Yufeng was so frightened by the opponent's powerful force that he broke out in cold sweats. He hurriedly made sword gestures and gathered the Eight Swords again. He used the sword move "See You in the Ice and Snow Cliff" to resist the heat flow. The sword energy stood like a high cliff, and he turned from offense to defense to dissolve the remaining power of that half breath.

He knew that if Cheng Bai hadn't helped him, he would have died under the impact of the murderous aura. In a panic, he shouted, "Thank you for your help."

Cheng Bai just felt that the black spirit sword moves were not enough, so he secretly used the "Yu" technique of the Six Paths of Bliss Fist and the subtle mystery of carving on rotten wood to transfer the incoming murderous aura. He had tried his best, but the opponent just blew a breath.

Now, when we weigh the pros and cons, there is a world of difference, the gap is too huge.

Cheng Bai knew he was no match for him, so he advised, "We can't deal with him, let's retreat."

An Yiren hurriedly urged the Yelong Flying Armor to fly upwards, approached the two people, and shouted, "Go, go."

Di Xuan was so proud of his status and cultivation that he didn't blow the little guy into ashes in one breath. He felt ashamed and shouted angrily, "Don't even think about escaping, three boys. I just blew it casually. Come and taste the real molten wind. Everything will turn into ashes. You are in me and I am in you. Isn't it wonderful?"

The three of them ignored him. Cheng Bai brandished the killing knife, Chang Yufeng urged the eight swords to form a sword shield, and An Yiren followed closely behind, rushing upwards.

But Di Xuan opened his mouth and blew air again. This time it was completely different from the last time. Wherever the hot wind went, there was a strange pink-blue color. The air seemed to be solidified and turned into liquid, but it was silent.

Cheng Bai was horrified: "He has used a secret technique. Ordinary tricks and magic weapons will not be able to defeat him." He hurriedly summoned the Four Symbols Cauldron to protect himself.

The molten wind blew past, instantly blowing the three people away without a trace. When the hot wind touched any object in the Death Boat, no matter what material it was made of, be it gold, wood, earth or stone, it immediately vaporized into wisps of hot air.

Di Xuan said complacently: "The instantaneous temperature of the molten wind has reached the nuclear heat of the core of the blue sun. Even if you have Horcruxes to protect you, you can't resist it. What are the magic weapons of the saints? Haha... every one of them will be destroyed by this breath of mine."

The nuclear heat of the blue sun may reach hundreds of billions of degrees Celsius. Neither the Killing Blade nor the Nine Palace Sword Box, even the Four Symbols Cauldron can withstand such an astonishing and terrible temperature.

Fortunately, Cheng Bai still has the Shengjin Pagoda hidden away.

Shi Chi loyally protected him and promptly absorbed most of the power of the molten wind into the Shengjin Pagoda, slowly dissolving it. At the same time, he warned: "My Lord, it was too dangerous just now. If you are not careful, the cauldron will be destroyed and people will die. The opponent's secret technique is specifically designed to destroy gold and iron. Fortunately, my elemental barrier can withstand it."

Cheng Bai wiped the sweat off his forehead and thought, "I am inexperienced and not thoughtful enough. I must pay special attention to this when I complete the Black Blade Flying Armor in the future. At least I need to have a Four-Polar Shield like the Yellow Turban Warrior." He couldn't help but send out a divine thought and asked, "Yiye, how are you?"

Siye responded, "Don't worry, my lord. I'm fine. Ninety-nine percent of my attacking secrets were blocked by Shichi, and the remaining aftershocks couldn't hurt me. I took this opportunity to absorb a small part of it through the thermal rune. I'm gradually getting used to it, and it will be of great benefit in the future."

In reality, the three were blown into the secret realm of the Death Ship by the aftermath of the molten wind and headed towards the north cabin, destroying everything along the way, shattering the walls of the house, and the surrounding area seemed to be collapsing.

It was not until they stopped that the three of them had time to check the damage. Fortunately, everyone was safe.

Chang Yufeng's eyes were dull. In the moment of crisis, he hurriedly raised the Nine Palace Sword Box to protect himself. The eight spiritual swords could not even withstand the residual power of the molten wind. Most of them melted in the burning and their original shapes had long disappeared. The gold and iron remains merged into one and fell to the ground, severely damaged.

Cheng Bai's Killing Blade and Cloud-Piercing Shuttle were protected by the Golden Pagoda of Life and were fine. At first glance, others thought that it was the two magic weapons, the Four Symbols Cauldron and the Nine Palaces Sword Box, that were blocking the three people because of proper defense and played their role.

Chang Yufeng was in a sad mood, and his voice was obviously filled with tears as he said, "Du Lu, Er Qing Snake, San Jie, Wu Zi, Ba Zhen Gang, Jiu Ya, Bai Li, Wan Ren, you were brave and died in battle. I will always remember your kindness."

Seeing him reaching out to pick up the gold and iron debris, Cheng Bai hurriedly reminded him, "It's very hot, don't pick it up."

Chang Yufeng's fingers were burned by his quick movements. He quickly pulled them back and cried out in pain, "What should I do? All the treasures of the sect are destroyed."

An Yiren consoled him, "The materials are still there. They can still survive at such a high temperature. They must be the essence. They are all green gold and shadow-transformed black gold. When fused together, they can be refined into shadowless steel. Why not recast a new magic weapon? Think about it from another angle. A blessing in disguise?"

Cheng Bai suggested: "I'll put it away for you first, and we'll think of a way in the future." He raised the Four Symbols Cauldron and put the entire piece of strangely shaped, hot gold and iron debris into the cauldron.

Chang Yufeng inspected the Nine Palace Sword Box, communicated with the weapon spirit to confirm that there was nothing unusual, and stammered, "If we can't deal with that devil, what should we do?"

An Yiren looked around and felt that there was no danger. He said casually: "Since we are here, we should make the best of it. Search the secret realm and find any treasures to compensate for the loss. We can't control the rest."

Cheng Bai asked in confusion: "Where is this place?"

An Yiren pondered for a moment, looking at the many corpses that were staggering around the cabin, and analyzed: "The Death Boat is heading north towards Qian'an City. According to our position, we should be at the bow, and if it is a cargo ship, it should be the cargo hold. But it was originally a combat spirit boat, and it looks like it is between the crew, so it should be a living cabin for the soldiers."

Chang Yufeng sighed, put down the Nine Palace Sword Box and said, "Baby, open the door. I'd like to invite Dahua Ding."

The sword box opened again, but not from the sides, but slowly opened from the middle, and the hidden ninth sword slowly emerged.

The Nine Palace Sword Box in its reduced state is only four feet long. No one would have thought that it contained such a large sword. It was glowing green all over and was four feet and eight inches long. Compared to the long sword with a blade as thin as a cicada's wing, it was obviously much thicker and taller. It was a real two-handed giant sword.

Cheng Bai thought to himself: "No wonder it's called the Nine Palace Sword Box. It seems that the ninth sword is the core of this treasure."