Chapter 663: Sword Cultivator

"A sword cultivator!" Wang Changsheng's expression darkened. Since forming his core, this was his first encounter with such an opponent. The red-dressed young woman's Natal Magical Treasure was a set of flying swords. If she managed to deploy a sword formation, Wang Changsheng would be in deep trouble, as he didn't possess many powerful magical treasures.

A red shark and a blue shark charged from the left and right. One spewed crimson flames from its mouth, while the other spat silver lightning.

Wang Changsheng shook his sleeve, sending out the Nine-Bend Divine Sand, which transformed into a giant yellow eagle. It spread its wings and swooped towards the blue shark.

The tip of his white long spear greatly expanded, releasing a large swath of white spear shadows that intertwined to form a massive white net, over a hundred zhang wide, covering the thousands of incoming red flying swords.

Rumble!

The large white net shattered like paper under the assault of the thousands of red flying swords. A powerful wave of air swept in all directions, causing ripples in the void.

A trace of disdain flashed in the red-dressed young woman's eyes. She raised her delicate hand, and a glowing red lotus lamp appeared in her grasp.

She opened her mouth and exhaled a stream of red spiritual fire, igniting the lamp's wick.

With a gentle blow, the flame on the wick intensified. Countless crimson flames flew out, forming a gigantic lotus over thirty zhang wide. The lotus was entirely red, radiating immense heat waves, and aggressively struck towards Wang Changsheng.

Simultaneously, a large expanse of crimson flames erupted from the red shark's body, and it lunged at Wang Changsheng.

A gigantic crimson flood dragon swooped in, blocking the red shark. The yellow giant eagle and the blue shark became entangled in a fierce battle, evenly matched.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, I'll join you in dealing with her. Let's eliminate them as quickly as possible. If we delay, other cultivators might pass by," Fairy Ziyue transmitted to Wang Changsheng, her expression solemn.

Tian Jiong released two third-tier Cry-Infant Beasts, attacking the blue-robed youth, who became somewhat flustered.

Wang Changsheng nodded, then summoned the Cold Mist Bottle. It spewed out countless white cold qi, forming a gigantic white snow eagle that soared towards the colossal lotus.

The white snow eagle and the gigantic lotus collided, both exploding. Flames scattered, and heat waves surged.

With a sharp whistling sound, thousands of red flying swords arrived in front of Wang Changsheng, less than ten zhang away.

The white spear shadow in Wang Changsheng's hand suddenly trembled, sending out countless white spear shadows that shattered hundreds of red flying swords.

With a flash of red light, thousands of red flying swords suddenly surged with countless crimson flames, aggressively striking towards Wang Changsheng.

The crimson flames instantly reached Wang Changsheng. As he tried to evade, the red-dressed young woman gently shook the red rattle drum in her hand.

A heavy bell-like sound resonated. Wang Changsheng felt his entire body go limp, unable to use any spiritual power.

Rumble!

A large expanse of crimson flames engulfed Wang Changsheng's body. He let out a painful shriek.

Thousands of red flying swords blurred, then dispersed, completely surrounding Wang Changsheng.

With a flash of red light, the thousands of red flying swords condensed into thirteen red flying swords, subtly forming a sword formation.

The red-dressed young woman's expression turned cold. She formed a sword incantation, and countless red sword qi shot out from the thirteen red flying swords, slashing at Wang Changsheng from all directions.

Within the sword formation, countless red lights suddenly appeared, transforming into gigantic fireballs that plummeted towards Wang Changsheng.

The dense red sword qi plunged into the sea of crimson flames, shattering it. However, Wang Changsheng had vanished.

A gentle breeze blew from behind the red-dressed young woman, revealing Wang Changsheng's figure.

It was the Wind Shadow Talisman, a rare third-tier evasion talisman, which had been among the items in Chen Ying's storage orb.

Wang Changsheng was clad in blue armor, a manifestation of the Turtle Scale Art.

As soon as Wang Changsheng appeared, the red-dressed young woman noticed him.

The red lotus lamp in her hand emitted a red light, which transformed into a red light screen, enveloping her entire body.

She flicked her finger towards the void behind her. With a sharp whistling sound, a red light shot out.

It was the Spirit Art, Blazing Sword Finger.

The red light struck the blue armor. The blue armor immediately emitted a puff of green smoke, and its radiance significantly dimmed.

The blue-robed youth also spotted Wang Changsheng. He opened his mouth, and a blue light flew out, landing in his hand.

The blue light revealed a three-pronged, double-edged dao blade, two zhang long. Its tip was trident-shaped, and both sides of the blade were sharpened. The hilt was carved with a lifelike blue flood dragon.

This was his Natal Magical Treasure, the Lightning Flood Dragon Blade. Its hilt was crafted from Thundergold Acacia Wood over a thousand years old, capable of releasing true Thundergold lightning, whose power surpassed even true Kui Water lightning.

He gripped the hilt with both hands and slashed towards Wang Changsheng.

The blade of the Lightning Flood Dragon Blade swiftly cut through the air, emitting a piercing whistling sound. The void seemed on the verge of shattering.

Moreover, the void above Wang Changsheng's head rippled, and a massive blue palm, several zhang in size, suddenly appeared – the Spirit-Slaying Palm – rapidly descending.

Wang Changsheng's body blurred, splitting into ten figures. The white long spear in his hand surged with light, manifesting numerous spear shadows that, with the overwhelming force of Mount Tai, slammed towards the red-dressed young woman.

Rumble!

The multiple spear shadows struck the red light screen on the red-dressed young woman's body, emitting a dull thud.

With a flash of blue light, a massive blue palm, several zhang in size, flew out and accurately struck the red light screen.

With a "crack," the red light screen shattered. The red-dressed young woman shrieked and flew backward.

Several of the Wang Changsheng figures were shattered by the Lightning Flood Dragon Blade, clearly being illusions.

The Spirit-Slaying Palm also crushed several Wang Changsheng figures, which were likewise illusions. Only Wang Changsheng's true body remained.

The Lightning Flood Dragon Blade sliced down directly. The void twisted, as if it intended to cleave both Wang Changsheng and the very space around him.

The white long spear in Wang Changsheng's hand flared with light, blocking above his head.

"Clang!"

A dull metallic clash echoed as the Lightning Flood Dragon Blade struck the white long spear. One or two small cracks appeared on the surface of the white spear.

A loud thunderous roar erupted. Countless golden electrical arcs surged from the Lightning Flood Dragon Blade's hilt, transforming into a golden lightning python. It opened its gaping maw and bit at Wang Changsheng with lightning speed.

"Rumble!"

Wang Changsheng smashed his right fist, shattering the golden lightning python. A large expanse of golden lightning enveloped his body.

A muffled groan emerged from within the golden lightning.

The red-dressed young woman's gaze turned cold. She conjured a talisman, which shimmered with unstable red light, transforming into a giant red sword over ten zhang long. It radiated immense heat waves, as if the void itself was about to tear apart.

It was a Tier 4 Talisman, the Blazing Flame Sword.

The giant red sword instantly plunged into the golden lightning. A dull thud was heard, and half a metal rod fell out, its severed end perfectly smooth.

The giant red sword shattered the golden lightning, erupting into a large expanse of crimson flames.

From within the crimson flames, countless blue electrical arcs emerged. The crimson flames rapidly extinguished, revealing Wang Changsheng's figure. His face was pale, his blue armor had vanished, and his entire body was charred black and barely clothed. On his chest was a dimly glowing inner armor, and in his hand, he held half a metal rod.

If he hadn't summoned the Ruyi Profound Jade Rod to defend himself, along with his defensive spiritual art and defensive inner armor, he would likely have died.