lcionline Chapter 267 United in hatred against the enemy, composing songs while wielding swords
Chapter 267 United in hatred against the enemy, composing songs while wielding swords
The atmosphere in Huai Valley was somber.
Before everyone knew the identity of the Bai family patriarch, they all thought he was a monster who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
Throughout history, there have been countless greedy humans or beasts who attempted to devour the spiritual treasures of heaven and earth in order to transcend the mundane and attain sainthood, only to be devoured in return, their bodies twisted, their minds corrupted, and they transformed into monsters.
Therefore, although the innate beings were initially somewhat flustered, they were not afraid and each used their own methods.
But now that their identities have been revealed, they feel a heavy weight on their hearts, an extreme sense of oppression.
On the one hand, the Bai family patriarch had been famous for a long time, which brought them enormous psychological pressure.
On the other hand, it was because the Bai family patriarch was also a cultivator, and even amidst his madness, he retained a sliver of clarity. The combat skills he possessed were in no way inferior to any of the innate masters present, and perhaps even surpassed them.
In comparison, those distorted beings caused by greed are left with only instincts and can be easily manipulated.
Palace Master Ju, who had been leading the charge, paused and silently retreated to stand alongside Madam Lan, giving her an inquiring look.
Although there may be friction and disagreements among the four traditional Chinese arts of plum blossom, orchid, bamboo, and chrysanthemum, everyone understands the principle of mutual dependence and interdependence.
Madam Lan calmly shook her head gently, signaling her not to act rashly.
The surrounding vines quieted down a bit, and the Bai family patriarch looked at Chu Lengyu and said again in a hoarse voice, "Hand over the crystal."
The long dragon of sword energy above her head seemed to have heard those words.
It descended from the clouds, peeking out a tiny fragment from the canopy of the enormous locust tree.
The snow-white dragon claws exuded an extremely sharp aura; just looking at them caused intense pain in the eyes, forcing one to look away.
"call--"
The wind it stirred up felt like a blade cutting across the face, leaving a chill in the air; even this alone created an immense sense of oppression.
The Bai family patriarch felt a tightness in his heart, but on the surface he remained fearless and imposing, not retreating an inch.
In his quest for longevity and immortality, he had long since abandoned worldly constraints and would stop at nothing to achieve his goals.
He was sometimes manic, sometimes lucid, but not stupid or dull-witted.
He had already seen the terrifying power of the sword energy dragon behind Chu Lengyu, so he maintained a cautious distance and dared not be careless. He took the initiative to use vines to harass the other innate beings, trying to find an opening.
However, these innate experts were far superior to the good-for-nothings of the Bai family. Each of them was a veteran of countless battles and possessed extraordinary strength. When they joined forces, they managed to neutralize the Bai family patriarch's attacks one by one and temporarily suppress him.
The Bai family patriarch was well aware that once he acknowledged his identity, it would undoubtedly bring unprecedented pressure to these innate powerhouses.
However, to his surprise, even under such immense pressure, these people showed no sign of backing down; on the contrary, their fighting spirit only intensified.
Looking at them, the Bai family patriarch felt a strange yet familiar feeling welling up inside him, as hot and fiery as fire, sparkling with starlight, capable of dispelling the long night.
But this feeling is not good.
It was like a bucket of hot water suddenly poured on his stagnant heart, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.
For him, the rich and complex emotions that belong to humankind were a concept that was too distant and too unfamiliar.
He had abandoned them for far too long, so long that he could no longer recall what those emotions that had once warmed and inspired him were like.
After hesitating, the Bai family patriarch tried to recall, but what awaited him were countless fragments of memories that did not belong to him.
These memories of other people surged through his mind, giving him a splitting headache.
He saw the faces of countless young people, filled with anger, despair, and pain, all shouting for him to pay with his life and reaching out to drag him into the abyss.
The Bai family patriarch's expression became even more ferocious and twisted due to the sudden pain, like an enraged wild beast.
He roared, but the sound was layered and overlapping, sounding as if hundreds of people were howling at the same time, which was terrifying.
The vines that had been lying dormant were beginning to stir.
They sensed this anger and pain, and stretched out their branches, swaying wildly.
Madness has once again taken the lead.
His eyes gleamed with a bloodthirsty light, as if he wished he could devour the entire world.
Madam Lan and the others were on high alert, ready to fight him to the death at any moment. Their expressions were calm and resolute, revealing a determination that would never back down.
Whether it was the Holy Maiden of the Underworld Moon, Barbarian Bone, Luo Yu and others who had come from afar, or Duanmu Man and Jiang Li who were of lower strength, none of them had the idea of being indifferent or fleeing for their lives. Each of them had a solemn expression and was completely focused.
Cultivators enter the Dao through martial arts, focusing entirely on self-cultivation. They possess their own pride, disbelieve in heaven or earth, and do not rely on others to solve everything for them.
They absolutely cannot let a monster like the Bai family patriarch leave this place, otherwise he will surely wreak havoc on the world and cause widespread suffering!
The two sides were locked in a tense standoff, with a major battle seemingly imminent.
Chu Lengyu sat at the head of the table, and suddenly realized that she had become the one being protected at the very back.
This seems to be the first time.
She paused for a moment, then smiled gently and began to sing while playing her sword.
"Zheng——!"
A gentle tapping of the strings produces a melodious sound, like the clanging of metal and the striking of jade.
A soft, clear sound arose, and ten thousand bushels of pearls were poured out. (Note)
The sound of the sword was crisp and melodious, and an invisible wave of sword energy spread outwards from her center.
This fluctuation, though seemingly gentle, contains unimaginable power.
Wherever it passed, the wildly dancing vines were immediately cut by the sharp blade. Before they could even make a sound, they snapped in an instant, turning into a pile of fragments, as desolate as snow.
The figure of the Bai family patriarch was completely exposed the moment the vines were cut.
He stared wide-eyed at Chu Lengyu in horror, his eyes filled with shock.
He never imagined that this seemingly delicate woman would possess such astonishing strength.
At this moment, the girl in front of him seemed to have become the master of this world.
Her sword, her voice, and her will all coalesced into an irresistible force, causing the Bai family patriarch to feel unprecedented fear and despair!
He stood frozen in place, unable to move, his mind filled with confusion.
He couldn't understand why his power, which he had painstakingly cultivated for hundreds of years and even sacrificed the lives of his clansmen to enhance, was so utterly vulnerable in front of Chu Lengyu.
How could a human possess such immense power? How was that possible? His understanding was completely overturned.
He was still unwilling to accept it, wondering what all the sacrifices and torments he had endured over the past few centuries really amounted to!
The crowd made way, and Chu Lengyu strolled towards the Bai family patriarch. Every step she took seemed to pound on his heart, filling him with an unprecedented fear.
She reached out and gently grabbed him; the Bai family patriarch's body flew uncontrollably toward her, where she seized him by the neck.
"Who exactly are you?!" the Bai family patriarch asked with difficulty.
He longed to know who this woman who had so easily defeated him was!
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Note:
The music clanged like gold and jade, a divine melody played. — Liu Xun, "Qing Ping Yue"
A gentle, clear sound arose, dust fell from the beams, and colorful clouds were not allowed to fly away. The jade-like fingers stopped playing the ivory clappers, and ten thousand bushels of pearls were poured out. —Hu Zhiyu, "Magnolia Flower Slow Tune: A Gift to a Courtesan"