Chapter 2018: Pseudo-God Realm Artifact

Ever since the last ambush, he had been extremely cautious. Flying all the way from the Lingyun Sword Pavilion, he had traveled no less than millions of kilometers, using Luo Ruoxi's disguise talisman to alter his appearance, soul aura, voice... and even his bloodline!

Under normal circumstances, even Han Jianqiu would not recognize him if he saw him in person!

How could the other party identify him at a glance, be so certain, and attack without reservation?

Where exactly had he slipped up?

"Not bad!"

The young man who spoke looked over: "You managed to kill four of our warriors, which shows you have some skill. But... you won't be so lucky today!"

Zhang Xuan looked around.

Having experienced the Temple's ambush before, he knew that trapped in this space, unless he killed the people before him, escape was unlikely.

Last time, just one Immortal Lord had left him in a sorry state, nearly dead. Now there were three, each more terrifying than the previous black-robed Immortal Lord. Killing them would be more than ten times harder!

"Let's act together. If we fail again, the master will surely kill us!"

Ignoring the tense Zhang Xuan, the young man shook his body and grabbed down from the air.

His five fingers were like five great mountains descending from the sky. The remaining two did not hesitate either, attacking from left and right, sealing the space again.

"Out!"

He slapped his beast pouch.

The four newly tamed celestial beasts immediately flew out.

The flood dragon's huge claws struck toward the young man before him, while the fire phoenix beast transformed into a crimson flame dragon and swept toward another.

"A paltry trick!"

Seeing the beasts appear, the leading young man was slightly startled, but in the blink of an eye he recovered, smiled lightly, and continued bringing his palm down.

As the palm force descended, the flood dragon seemed instantly crushed by the Five Elements Mountain, its power completely suppressed, unable to move.

"Die!"

Just then, Zhang Xuan flew over.

The divine sword intent spread, and his entire being turned into a sharp longsword.

These three Temple warriors at the peak of Immortal Lord were not to be taken lightly; he had to kill with one strike.

Otherwise, caught in a siege, he would truly be doomed.

To be honest, although his cultivation had reached the peak of True Immortal, and ordinary True Immortal experts were no match for him, facing peak Immortal Lord warriors of the Temple, he wasn't even confident of winning one-on-one... let alone three against one!

Before, with the Book of Heavenly Dao as a trump card, he felt somewhat relaxed. Now, with nothing, if he were caught, he might really not escape!

"Impressive!"

The leading young man clearly hadn't expected his opponent to be so decisive and to time his strike so perfectly, attacking just as he defeated the flood dragon.

Raising his eyebrows, a longsword also appeared in his palm, and he met the attack head-on.

His sword was chillingly cold, giving a sense of gloom. As soon as it appeared, its power multiplied geometrically.

A peak Immortal Lord weapon!

Even sharper than the Tongchang Sword.

Hum!

The longsword appeared, unleashing countless sword qi, forming arc-like lines that converged in an instant and stabbed over.

Judging by the force, if struck, Zhang Xuan would surely be unable to withstand it. Instead of succeeding in his sneak attack, his arm might even be severed by the opponent.

"Hmph!"

Facing such a formidable attack, Zhang Xuan did not retreat but instead snorted coldly and continued forward.

"You're asking for death..."

Smiling coldly, the leading young man concentrated all his power into his sword, just about to shatter the opponent's attack, when he suddenly felt his palm loosen.

"Huh?"

His body stiffened.

The peak Immortal Lord longsword, which had been clutched in his palm with countless sword qi bursting forth, was... gone!

When had it disappeared?

Puchi!

Without the sword, the sword qi dissipated. Before he could react, Zhang Xuan's longsword pierced through his palm and ran through his entire arm.

"Break!"

Raising his eyebrows, countless sword intents suddenly burst forth.

Bang!

With a roar, the opponent's hand instantly exploded into countless pieces of flesh, splattering everywhere.

"Ah..."

With a cry of pain, the leading young man quickly retreated.

Zhang Xuan was about to pursue but quickly shrank back, his sword qi floating in the air.

Whoosh!

He pulled up three or four zhang to dodge the attack and looked down to see the flood dragon, nine-headed fire phoenix beast, and the other celestial beasts all lying on the ground, clearly injured by the opponent.

The ones attacking him were the remaining two young men.

He had only ambushed the leading young man for one move, and these two had already defeated the four celestial beasts...

So fast!

Moreover, having defeated the four celestial beasts, they seemed completely unharmed.

In other words, the few sacred beasts he had just tamed had caused no trouble for the opponent at all. The leading young man had only lost an arm; even if his combat strength had diminished, it wouldn't be by much!

After one exchange, it seemed he had the upper hand, but in reality, he was in even greater danger.

"Hurry up!"

The leading young man had regained his composure in an instant. With a thought, he stopped the flowing blood, then flipped his wrist, and an iron seal appeared in his other hand.

This iron seal was not as high-grade as the longsword from before, but it still reached the mid-to-late Immortal Lord level. Combined with its heavy texture, it gave a sense of crushing pressure.

"Go!"

He tossed the iron seal into the air.

Whoosh!

Zhang Xuan immediately felt as if he were enveloped by a great mountain, his body bound by ropes, unable to break free no matter what.

The iron seal was not as high-grade as the Tongchang Sword, but it was too heavy. No matter how good Zhang Xuan's swordsmanship was, he dared not resist it head-on. It was like a hammer: though not as hard as a bone-cleaver, one blow from it would still destroy the latter.

"Haha, come down!"

Seeing him trapped by the iron seal and about to be crushed to death, one of the remaining two Immortal Lord young men smiled lightly, appeared before Zhang Xuan in a flash, and struck with a palm.

He intended to pick off the easy prey.

After all, this guy was already trapped by the iron seal and couldn't escape. If he hit him, even if he didn't die, he would be severely injured.

"I think you should go down!"

Seeing the palm coming at him, Zhang Xuan suddenly laughed.

At the same moment, the iron seal that had been suppressing him in the air vanished without a trace, just like the longsword. Zhang Xuan flipped his wrist, and sword light burst forth in an instant.

Puchi! Puchi! Puchi!

The young man before him was instantly riddled with sword qi, his eyes filled with intense unwillingness as he fell from the air.

He had never dreamed that the iron seal in the air would suddenly disappear, that the guy who couldn't move would be able to move, and that he had already accumulated such powerful sword qi.

"Whoosh!"

Having killed one, Zhang Xuan gasped for air, not daring to relax at all.

To lure this guy into the trap, he had deliberately endured the pressure of the iron seal, and the sword qi had burst out too violently, shattering who knows how many meridians in his body.

But now was not the time to rest. The other Immortal Lord young man had already arrived, his palm pressed against Zhang Xuan's back.

The palm force suddenly exploded like a bomb. His face turning pale, Zhang Xuan was sent flying backward.

In midair, he seemed dead, his body stiff and completely unresponsive.

"Hmm?"

The young man frowned.

He hadn't used his full strength in that attack, afraid that if the guy died, he wouldn't be able to explain to the leader...

Now it had come to this. Could he really have been killed?

If he died, the mission would fail, and he might be killed on the spot by the leader.

Whoosh!

Shaking his body, he quickly flew toward the stiff Zhang Xuan to see what was going on, when his vision blurred again, and a figure suddenly blocked his path.

"You..."

The figure was wearing a black robe, the same clothes as his, but it wasn't one of the three of them. It was the middle-aged man who had failed the mission before.

Swish!

Just as he was wondering why this guy had suddenly appeared here and in front of him, he felt a sharp pain in his throat.

Looking down...

Plop! His head fell off.

The other party had used sword techniques the moment he appeared, severing his head with one strike.

Under normal circumstances, the other party was weaker than him, so killing him would have been nearly impossible. But just now, Zhang Xuan had gone stiff, and he thought he had killed him, so he was nervous. Moreover, the other party appeared abruptly like a weapon, catching him off guard, leading to his downfall.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

After killing this guy, the peak Immortal Lord warrior from before disappeared again. The stiff Zhang Xuan could no longer control himself and fell heavily to the ground, spitting out three mouthfuls of blood.

Using the gourd's ability, he had swallowed the opponent's longsword and iron seal, taking the opportunity to cripple one man's hand and kill another. Then, using the Soul-less Golden Man's elusive nature, he had killed another...

In less than five breaths of combat, despite the impressive results, his body was on the verge of collapse.

Especially when he had deliberately endured a palm strike to lure the opponent into the trap!

If not for the vigorous Heavenly Dao true qi, he would probably have stopped breathing by now.

Flipping his wrist, a jade bottle of bathwater appeared in his palm. He drank it down, feeling his injuries slowly recover. Zhang Xuan finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the young man with the severed arm.

"Why does your leader want to capture me..."

Although he guessed it was because of the divine sword intent that they were after him, he still couldn't understand.

The divine sword intent, though formidable, had appeared before. There was no need to send people to ambush him repeatedly when he was only at the True Immortal realm!

Moreover, it seemed they would stop at nothing.

This was completely different from the Temple described in the books.

"You're not qualified to know..."

The armless young man hadn't expected that this guy, a whole level weaker than him, could not only cut off his arm but also kill his two companions in just two or three breaths. His face turned ashen.

Last time they failed. If they failed again this time...

They would probably face extremely severe punishment!

They might even... wish they were dead!

Taking a deep breath, he narrowed his eyes.

"The leader guessed right; you are indeed strong. I didn't want to use the treasure the leader bestowed, but now it seems there's no other way..."

Whoosh!

Flipping his wrist, a disc-like object immediately floated out. As soon as it appeared, cracks formed in the space.

"A Pseudo-God Realm artifact?"

Zhang Xuan's whole body went cold.