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Chapter 6082 The sword that is so fast
The outside world at that time was like hell.
On the holy mountain, thousands of pilgrims lay on the ground, wailing in pain.
Their life essence was forcibly extracted, turning into specks of blood that flew towards the mountain peak.
Those with lower cultivation levels had turned into dried corpses, while those with higher cultivation levels struggled to survive.
In the sky, eight crimson beams of light connected to form a formation, enveloping the entire sacred mountain.
Between the pillars of light, dark red energy intertwined like chains, forming a giant cage.
David looked up at the mountaintop, his eyes shining with a cold light.
He turned into a beam of light, flew in the opposite direction of the bloodline’s origin, and shot towards the mountain peak.
The higher you climb, the stronger the suction force, and the more concentrated the red energy.
If David did not possess the power of chaos, which was capable of devouring all laws, he might have been affected by this suction force, causing his essence and blood to leak out.
As they flew up the mountainside, a dozen figures suddenly appeared before them, blocking their path.
The leader was a white-haired old man, dressed in a golden divine robe, whose aura was as deep as the ocean, and who was at the peak of the eighth rank of the Upper Immortal Realm!
Behind him stood twelve generals in golden armor, each possessing a cultivation level of the sixth or seventh rank of the Upper Immortal Realm.
Stop.
The white-haired old man said calmly, “This is a sacred mountain, a place that unauthorized people should not approach.”
David stopped and stared coldly at the other party: “You gods, under the guise of pilgrimage, actually perform blood sacrifices and slaughter countless lives. Are you not afraid of divine retribution?”
The white-haired old man laughed: “Divine punishment? In the Fourteenth Heaven, the temple itself is heaven. As for you, if I’m not mistaken, you’re David, the one who came from the Thirteenth Heaven, right?”
“You know me?” David raised his eyebrows.
“Of course I know.”
The white-haired old man stroked his beard and said, “Destroying the Path to Heaven, killing the Great Venerable, forcing back the Temple’s special envoy… your name is well-known within the Temple. The Temple Master is very interested in you and specifically instructed that if he sees you, he must try to recruit you.”
He paused for a moment, then said, “David, join the Temple. With your talent, if you are nurtured by the Temple, you will definitely become a True God in a hundred years. Why make the Temple an enemy for the sake of creatures like ants in the underworld?”
David laughed: “Recruit me? And then, like the pilgrims on this holy mountain, one day use me as material for a blood sacrifice?”
“You are different.”
The white-haired old man shook his head. “You are a genius with the Golden Dragon bloodline and the power of Chaos. The Temple will only give you an important position, not harm you.”
“Unfortunately, I don’t believe it.”
David brandished his Dragon Slayer Sword, saying, “Move aside, or die.”
The white-haired old man’s face darkened: “You don’t want to listen to common sense, so don’t blame me if I get cruel.”
He waved his hand: “Form a formation and attack him!”
The twelve generals in golden armor quickly scattered, forming a battle formation that surrounded David in the center.
After the battle formation was perfectly formed, the auras of the twelve people merged into one, and their power surged, even faintly emitting the oppressive feeling of a Rank Nine God!
“kill!”
The twelve men shouted in unison, and twelve golden spear shadows, like dragons emerging from the sea, stabbed towards David from all directions.
David didn’t dodge or evade, but instead swung his Dragon Slayer Sword horizontally.
“The Chaotic Sword Domain – Open!”
The gray area immediately expanded, covering an area with a radius of hundreds of feet.
After the twelve spear shadows entered the area, their speed decreased sharply and their power was greatly reduced.
David moved like a ghost, slipping between the shadows of the gunfire.
Every time the Dragon Slayer Sword was swung, a god general would fall.
The sword flashed like lightning, and blood sprayed.
Three breaths later, the twelve divine generals fell to the ground, and the battle formation collapsed.
The white-haired old man’s pupils narrowed sharply: “Such a fast sword…such a strange domain…”
Finally he put aside his disgust: “It seems that the Palace Master has underestimated you. Your true combat strength may be approaching that of a Level Nine God.”
“Move now, it’s not too late.”
David pointed his sword at the old man.
The white-haired old man laughed: “Young man, you are indeed very strong. But this is a sacred mountain, an area that has been managed by the temple for ten thousand years.”
He made a hand seal: “Let me show you the true power of the Sacred Mountain Formation.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the sacred mountain trembled, and eight crimson beams of light simultaneously shot down, converging on the white-haired old man.
The white-haired old man’s aura gradually increased, from the peak of the eighth rank to the early stage of the ninth rank, then to the middle stage of the ninth rank… and finally settled at the peak of the ninth rank!
His white hair turned blood red, his eyes were crimson, and his body was enveloped in a blood red light, like a blood demon descending to earth.
“With the blessing of the Blood Sacrifice Formation, I can temporarily possess the strength of a peak ninth-rank cultivator.”
The white-haired old man’s voice became hoarse and sinister, “David, it’s an honor that you can die in such a state.”
He held out his palm.
A blood-red palm print covered the sky, and countless vengeful spirits wailed within the palm, carrying a terrifying suction force, as if trying to drain David’s essence, blood, and soul completely.
This is a wicked technique filled with the power of the Blood Sacrifice Formation!
David’s expression was solemn. The power of his palm strike had indeed reached the peak of the ninth rank of the Upper Immortal Realm, and had even faintly touched the threshold of the True Immortal Realm.
You can’t force it.
David retreated quickly, while simultaneously releasing dozens of sword lights with his Dragon Slayer Sword, slashing towards the blood-red palm print.
The sword light hit the palm print, but like a mud cow entering the sea, it only caused a slight ripple.
The momentum of the palm seal did not diminish, and continued to follow David closely.