Chapter 508: Purple Lightning Sword Appears

"I'm not interested in swordsmanship; I only like farming. This sword manual would be wasted on me. Senior Brother Fu, you can give it to Senior Brother Mo. If Shenmu Sect and Jinguang Cliff have suitable disciples, they can also cultivate this technique."

While Fu Zongjue was still considering how to broach the subject, Chen Mobai spoke up proactively.

"I'll thank you on Senior Brother Mo's behalf first, Junior Brother."

Mo Douguang certainly wouldn't refuse the Purple Splendor Sword Manual.

Afterward, Chen Mobai also mentioned his tribulation crossing. When Fu Zongjue heard that Chen Mobai had achieved spiritual resonance with the Purple Lightning Sword and could merge with it to unleash the power of this fourth-tier sword artifact, he couldn't help but gasp in awe.

Junior Brother Chen's talent in swordsmanship is far superior to Senior Brother Mo's!

As Fu Zongjue thought this, he felt even more confident about the upcoming battle with the Nanxuan Sect.

While the two were discussing the upcoming ambush, Fu Zongjue also used a secret spiritual transmission technique to inform his true body in Beiyuan City, via a puppet, about the Purple Splendor Sword Manual.

"Junior Brother, what brings you here?"

Mo Douguang opened his eyes, deactivated his formation, and looked at Fu Zongjue at the entrance, his expression slightly strange.

He was a reclusive person; ever since arriving in Beiyuan City, he had been meditating in the cave dwelling with the most abundant spiritual energy atop Beiyuan Mountain.

Fu Zongjue understood his personality well; he never disturbed him, and whenever a fight was imminent, Mo Douguang would simply emerge with his sword without needing a reminder.

That's why Mo Douguang was very surprised to see Fu Zongjue actively seek him out this time.

"Senior Brother Mo, when our sect's Junior Brother Chen was undergoing his tribulation, he obtained a Purple Splendor Sword Manual from the Longevity Sect!"

Mo Douguang was absolutely trustworthy. After hearing Fu Zongjue's explanation, his usually calm gaze, as still as ancient wood, instantly blazed with sharp light, like two keen sword gleams.

"What a profound sword art! In comparison, my Golden Swan Sword Art seems much cruder. From it, one can catch a glimpse of the ancient Longevity Sect's grandeur..."

As a grandmaster of swordsmanship, Mo Douguang had always been solitary in the Eastern Wilds because he had already reached the peak of swordsmanship, with no one capable of exchanging insights with him.

Outside the Eastern Wilds, he also couldn't obtain sword cultivation methods of the Nascent Soul stage, so he could only sit in quiet contemplation and try to comprehend them on his own.

So today, upon learning of the Purple Splendor Sword Manual, a sword art considered top-tier even in immortal sects, he immediately felt an enlightenment as if he had heard a heavenly scripture.

In an instant, the bottleneck that had confined him for decades began to loosen, and he saw the path to breaking through to the late Core Formation stage.

He even glimpsed a ray of hope for reaching the Nascent Soul realm.

"I regret not having been born in the ancient era of Qi cultivation and immortal cultivation..."

After Mo Douguang meditated on the Purple Splendor Sword Manual, he seemed to glimpse a golden age of immortal cultivation from this exquisitely profound sword cultivation method.

He even thought that the ancient era, where the Longevity Sect originated, must have been just like that.

"Junior Brother Fu, how should I thank Junior Brother Chen?"

After his emotional reflections, Mo Douguang, realizing he had obtained the Purple Splendor Sword Manual entirely thanks to Chen Mobai's selfless contribution, couldn't help but ask.

"Senior Brother Mo, you have risked your life numerous times for our Shenmu Sect; giving you the Purple Splendor Sword Manual is only proper."

Fu Zongjue spoke diplomatically. Although Shenmu Sect and Jinguang Cliff were highly bound, prospering or declining together, Mo Douguang had consistently stood firmly on their side since the main sect's split. A single Purple Splendor Sword Manual simply couldn't repay his immense loyalty.

"I understand. After the war ends, I will let Junior Brother Chen meditate on the Primal Chaos True Qi left by our master."

Mo Douguang thought for a moment, feeling that among all he possessed, only this item could truly match the value of the Purple Splendor Sword Manual.

As soon as he said this, Fu Zongjue's expression changed, deeply moved.

However, Mo Douguang's willingness to offer this was also a good thing for Chen Mobai, so he didn't say much more. He simply nodded and took his leave.

After Mo Douguang watched him leave, he closed his eyes and once again began to meditate on the Purple Splendor Sword Manual!

"It's confirmed; Fu Zongjue in Beiyuan City is his true body."

On the other side of the battlefield, the two Core Formation cultivators of the Nanxuan Sect, along with Nan Shidao, had confirmed what they needed to know through their engagements during this period.

"I'll keep Mo Douguang occupied for a while. You two brothers, working together, should have no problem taking down Fu Zongjue, right?"

Nan Shidao said that as long as they could kill Fu Zongjue, the Shenmu Sect's frontline here would completely collapse. By then, even if Zhou Shengqing emerged from seclusion, he probably wouldn't be able to salvage the crumbling situation.

"If we brothers, working together, still can't take down a Core Formation Initial Stage cultivator, wouldn't that disgrace the name of Xuanyao Dao Palace? But can you really stop Mo Douguang?"

Although Zhao Xuankang had always prided himself as a strategist, his cultivation was at the peak of the middle Core Formation stage, and when it came to actual combat, he was no inferior to Nan Xuanjing. He was utterly confident in taking down Fu Zongjue.

However, he was skeptical of Nan Shidao, as Mo Douguang's reputation as the foremost sword cultivator in the Eastern Wilds was acknowledged even in Dongyi.

"I have brought all my Six-Armored Heavenly Soldiers. Not to mention Mo Douguang, even if Zhou Shengqing comes, once they fall into my formation, they'll suffer greatly."

Nan Shidao said confidently.

Upon hearing the words "Six-Armored Heavenly Soldiers," Zhao Xuankang's expression also showed surprise.

"You actually mastered this."

After the death of Patriarch Hunyuan, he single-handedly orchestrated the split of the Five Elements Sect, causing great upheaval in the Eastern Wilds. He had a thorough understanding of all the major sects here.

The legacy of Liujia Mountain is very ancient, tracing back to the "Six-Armored Heavenly Deities" of the Eastern Land Imperial Court, and it is a puppet art of the fifth-tier Divine Transformation stage.

However, after the Eastern Land Imperial Court fell apart, this Six Ding Six Jia puppet art was taken by various Holy Lands, while some parts were passed down by rogue cultivators who had served the Imperial Court.

The founding ancestor of Liujia Mountain obtained this partial legacy.

However, the legacy was incomplete, only including the third-tier Six-Armored Heavenly Soldiers and fragments of the fourth-tier Six-Armored Heavenly Generals.

If Nan Shidao had truly mastered the Six-Armored Heavenly Soldiers, then it would mean six third-tier puppets.

With them arrayed together, they could indeed challenge Mo Douguang and Zhou Shengqing.

"I dismantled the half Six-Armored Heavenly General left by Senior Brother Yan Fusheng. I believe his spirit in heaven will surely forgive me for doing this to avenge him."

Nan Shidao did not hide it. In the past, Yan Fusheng had almost mastered the Six-Armored Heavenly General, and after he passed away, the puppet naturally belonged to him.

However, Nan Shidao had previously held the ambition to wait for his cultivation to advance further and then repair this broken Six-Armored Heavenly General.

But after the Shenmu Sect annihilated Trembling Mountain Peak, he recognized reality and decisively gave up on a broad future to seize the present.

After dismantling the Six-Armored Heavenly General, he then exhausted most of his sect's resources, finally mastering these complete Six-Armored Heavenly Soldiers. Only then did he have the courage to emerge from seclusion.

"My purpose in coming this time is to make everyone associated with the Five Elements Sect feel pain. Fu Zongjue is the first."

After hearing Nan Shidao's words, Zhao Xuankang and Nan Xuanjing exchanged smiles. The three of them were already imagining the scene of leveling Giant Wood Ridge.

The war erupted as both sides had anticipated!

Above the plains of Beiyuan City, the war formations of both sides condensed into powerful Dao soldiers, controlling vast spiritual energy to form powerful beams of light that shook the sky and trembled the earth.

The formidable spiritual energies of Metal and Wood attributes clashed, and the atmosphere rippled like water.

Chen Mobai's figure was already hidden in mid-air. He controlled the Scarlet Cloud Mist Gauze to form a white cloud, carrying Tie Qingshan, Zhou Bingyan, and others, awaiting his chance to strike.

Amidst the rumbling sounds.

The Dao soldiers of both sides began to crumble one by one, and violent, uncontrolled spiritual energy rendered streaks of colorful rainbow light in mid-air, accompanied by blood-red glows and more, a sight both cruel and beautiful.

"It's starting... Eh..."

Chen Mobai saw the Core Formation spiritual lights rise from both camps. He was about to deploy Tie Qingshan and others onto the battlefield and wait for Fu Zongjue, who was supposed to stage a retreat, to ambush Nan Xuanjing or Zhao Xuankang. However, he then noticed an extra Core Formation cultivator on the opposing side.

"Nan Shidao!"

On the battlefield, Fu Zongjue naturally also saw this, and his expression subtly changed.

Originally, according to their plan, he was to feign defeat against his opponents on the battlefield, and then Mo Douguang would also pretend to be unable to assist, naturally starting to flee.

But now that Nan Shidao had appeared, he felt he didn't even need to pretend.

One against two, he definitely couldn't win!

But at this moment, he felt that their previous plan was probably useless.

Originally, if he and the ambushing Chen Mobai had worked together, they might have been able to kill one of Nanxuan Sect's Core Formation cultivators.

But now that the numbers were even, even if they lured them in according to the plan, in a two-on-two situation, the tactic would already be ineffective.

"Today, you are doomed to die!"

Zhao Xuankang and Nan Xuanjing flew over from left and right, blocking Fu Zongjue's escape route back to Beiyuan City. Both of them took out their natal artifacts, instantly pushing their spiritual energy to the extreme, determined to kill Fu Zongjue in the shortest possible time.

"Are you two so confident you can defeat me!"

Fu Zongjue, facing the siege of the two Core Formation cultivators from Xuanyao Dao Palace, remained unhurried in his expression.

"I said you are doomed to die. Even if Zhou Shengqing comes, he can't save you."

Nan Xuanjing said with an icy expression. He controlled a golden spherical artifact with miniature carvings of beautiful mountains and rivers inside. Under the activation of spiritual energy, an illusory sky appeared, covering half of the battlefield.

This was his natal artifact, the Brocade Golden Pearl.

Once an enemy fell into it, they would be forever trapped inside unless he actively put it away or was defeated.

Only when facing an opponent he intended to kill would he unleash this artifact.

Zhao Xuankang also picked up his Dragon-Beating Whip, woven from third-tier Flood Dragon Blood Vine. With spiritual energy infused, a golden-red flood dragon phantom appeared beneath his feet, carrying him into the Brocade Golden Pearl. Amidst the ever-changing mountains and rivers, he appeared like an immortal riding a dragon to ascension, radiating an aura of transcendence.

The two Core Formation cultivators wanted to finish the battle quickly, leaving Fu Zongjue no hope of survival.

Amidst the sounds of qi explosions, the Dragon-Beating Whip continuously struck the Golden Sun Puppet. Accompanied by crisp cracking sounds, the puppet could no longer withstand the blows and completely shattered.

In the end, it still comes down to a clash of strength!

Nan Shidao, who witnessed this scene, calmly landed in front of Mo Douguang.

"You actually dare to face me."

Mo Douguang looked at Nan Shidao with a hint of surprise. The Core Formation cultivators of the Eastern Wilds had been thoroughly understood over the years, and Nan Shidao's cultivation had always been at the bottom, only at the initial Core Formation stage.

And Mo Douguang, being a sword cultivator, had combat strength that was among the best in the Eastern Wilds.

"Hmph, today I'll let you witness my Liujia Mountain's great puppet art!"

Nan Shidao had come with the intention of making a spectacular debut. He saw the two cultivators from Xuanyao Dao Palace display their mighty power, forcing Fu Zongjue into perilous situations, and he also wanted to showcase his own strength.

Amidst his sneer, he had already transformed into six. Six puppets of different heights and shapes, their faces bearing emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, pleasure, resentment, and worry, held various weapons like sabers, spears, swords, halberds, and staves, surrounding Mo Douguang in a circle.

"Oh, Six-Armored Heavenly Soldiers!"

Mo Douguang had heard of Yan Fusheng while at the Five Elements Sect; their Eldest Senior Brother had even fought against Yan Fusheng back then and had greatly praised this puppet art.

"Since you know, today I will use you, the foremost sword cultivator of the Eastern Wilds, to pay homage to the prestige of my Liujia Mountain."

Amidst Nan Shidao's fierce shout, just as he was about to activate the Six-Armored Heavenly Soldier formation, an earth-shattering thunderclap suddenly resonated across the universe.

He involuntarily turned his head to look.

He saw lightning flashing and thunder rumbling in the sky. A handsome youth in a red and black robe, holding an ancient sword artifact gleaming with purple light, appeared like a deity commanding lightning. The moment he swung his sword towards the sky, the vast lightning seemed to be drawn, all converging into a beam of lightning that struck the tip of the sword artifact.

A vast energy beyond Nan Shidao's imagination instantly condensed onto that ancient long sword. As the handsome youth in the red and black robe swung his sword, it transformed into a dazzling purple beam of lightning, sweeping towards their direction.

"Why is it striking towards me...?"

The moment Nan Shidao clearly saw the Purple Lightning Sword's trajectory, he couldn't help but tremble all over.

The moment the dazzling purple beam of lightning struck above his head, he recalled the closest he had ever come to death in his life: when he underwent his Core Formation Heavenly Tribulation.

Nan Shidao didn't know why he recalled this, but his spiritual sense erupted, immediately suppressing all illusions and fear in his mind. He merged the Six-Armored Heavenly Soldiers, unleashing his most powerful secret art.

A wisp of silvery-white jade light, carrying a majestic and immense aura, shone on his puppet's body, forming a silver light barrier that forcefully withstood the divine power of the Purple Lightning Sword.

"Eh!"

Chen Mobai felt resistance in his wrist. He couldn't help but exert a slight force, and the Purple Lightning Sword instantly pierced through the silver light barrier.

Nan Shidao operated his puppet art to its extreme, and the Six-Armored Heavenly Soldiers merged into one. However, under the might of the lightning, it only caused a slight ripple.

Chen Mobai had never felt himself to be so powerful. It was his first time freely unleashing his Pure Yang spiritual energy after reaching Core Formation.

This was also his first time being able to control the Purple Lightning Sword.

The secrets of the Divine Sword Thunder Control Art flowed through his mind!

Guided by the fourth-tier supreme-grade sword artifact in his hand, he drew down the myriad lightning from the sky and unleashed the most brilliant and splendid sword strike of his life.

The Purple Lightning Sword rotated with his wrist. After striking through six unknown puppets, Chen Mobai, having roughly adapted to the power of this sword strike, swung it again, forcefully striking the Brocade Golden Pearl suspended in mid-air.

(End of Chapter)