Chapter 192: The Abyss of the Sky Appears with a Single Sword

Just as everything seemed irretrievable, an incredibly terrifying aura erupted abruptly, engulfing the entire Baoguo Temple like a tsunami.
Xu Chuan's figure at this moment seemed to turn into a beam of light, disappearing from everyone's sight in an instant.
The next second, just when the bright blade was almost touching Pei Nanwei's forehead, a hand as white as jade emitting a lustrous glow tightly grabbed onto the seemingly unstoppable blade.
An amazing edge cut off a strand of Pei Nanwei's green hair, but made no further progress.
At this moment, Xu Chuan's body was no longer filled with golden radiance, but transformed into a lustrous glass glow.
Under tremendous pressure, he finally made further progress in his cultivation in the Da Konggang realm, achieving an impeccable lapis lazuli body on par with the Buddha statues of Li Dangxin and Longshu Holy Monk.
However, at this moment, Xu Chuan did not feel any joy. His eyes were sharp like knives, and his gaze was icy, exuding an unprecedented murderous intent, making him look particularly terrifying.
"Yuan Tingshan, I want you dead!"
Although the other party disguised themselves, each person's destiny is unique and difficult to change. In his eyes, it was like the remaining glow under the shadow, particularly apparent.
Therefore, he saw through the real identity of the black-clothed person at a glance.
As the words fell, a brilliant radiance emanated from his hand, and the power in his hand increased. With a few cracking sounds, Yuan Tingshan's long knife was crushed into pieces in his hand.
However, Yuan Tingshan, though surprised, remained calm. He was only slightly annoyed with himself for not succeeding. As for his identity being exposed, it didn't matter to him. Since he dared to come, he was confident that he could leave unharmed from the other party's men.
He immediately let go of the knife handle, and his right hand had already clenched a seal with ancient and extremely complex patterns. Judging from its appearance, it seemed to have been around for some time.
He whispered and silently recited a Taoist incantation, and under the surge of true energy, the ancient and simple talisman suddenly emitted a red light.
In the next moment, the red light turned into a ball of fire and swiftly fell towards Xu Chuan.
There was a loud bang.
The fireball suddenly exploded, causing the ground to crack. Terrifying waves of heat burned the surrounding soil and rocks into pitch black. Farther away, water pools emitted large amounts of steam, and even many trees were ignited by the horrifying heat waves.
This astonishing scene frightened the nearby onlookers, especially the daughters of high-ranking officials. They all retreated frantically, afraid of being affected.
On the other side, Shu Xiu, who was surrounded by a dozen black people in a formation, remained quite calm when she witnessed this scene.
Along the way, Xu Chuan's strength has become deeply rooted in her heart. Although this sudden explosion is powerful, it seems to be still lacking a bit to harm him.
Sure enough, amidst the red light and smoke, Xu Chuan stepped forward in a white robe, emitting a glimmering light.
And behind him, Pei Nanwei and the little girl seemed completely unaffected by this astonishing heat wave.
Pai Nanwei protected the little girl and gazed adoringly at Xu Chuan's figure, feeling a sense of unprecedented tranquility.
Sure enough, as long as he was there, nothing would happen to me.
The little girl also widened her eyes. She knew that this handsome brother and the beautiful sister who protected her were together, so she didn't feel any fear or terror in the face of Xu Chuan's current display of power.
So, looking at the flaming sky, Xu Chuan, who was dressed in a dazzling glow like a deity, was filled with admiration in her small heart.
At this moment, Yuan Tingshan had already retreated more than ten meters in haste. Seeing Xu Chuan easily tear apart the dazzling flames like a divine being or a demon, his heart tightened, and without hesitation, he took out another talisman.
This talisman is almost identical to the previous one, except that the patterns on it seem slightly different.
When activated, an endless surge of steam and water rushes in from the heavens and the earth, causing the water in the spring to rise into the air one by one.
下一刻，这些水流悉数化作了各式各样的兵器，在一股惊人力量的指引下，暴风骤雨一般发起了攻击。
徐川其实并不畏惧这凝水成兵的手段，哪怕看着规模惊人，成百上千，但以他如今堪比佛陀金身的无暇琉璃体几乎可以无视这些不痛不痒的攻击。
However, these weapons were not targeting him, but the man standing behind him, Pei Nanwei.
Therefore, he could only give a cold glance at Yuan Tingshan who was fleeing for his life, temporarily halting his pursuit and instead protecting Pei Nanwei.
With a hiss, the Heart Mind Sword was taken up, and the terrifying sword energy quickly extinguished the remaining flickering flames.
Raising the sword, it was swung down.
A shocking sword energy, more than ten meters long, swept out, forcefully shattering the water-formed weapons into pieces.
Just as a sword delay, Yuan Tingshan ran dozens of meters.
Seeing this, Xu Chuan sneered, what's the difference if you run a hundred meters first?
Today, you will die!
His cold gaze fell on Yuan Tingshan's back, making his heart cold.
Yuan Tingshan knew that he couldn't escape like this, feeling a hint of regret, he decisively took out the third talisman.
The talisman activated, and a dull yellow light enveloped him. In the next moment, he unexpectedly, with everyone's eyes on him, bang, disappeared into the ground!
Xu Chuan looked at this scene, which seemed familiar, and instantly thought of something, the red-armored subordinate?
The fire and water have already been used, is this earth?
Where did he get this talisman again?
In an instant, a name appeared in his mind, Longhu Mountain!
After all, the seal on Fu Jiang's red armor is indeed from Longhu.
Is it Zhao Danxia or Zhao Huangchao?
There's no time to consider all this, today, he must kill Yuan Tingshan!
Pressing down his thoughts, he stood up with his sword. In the blink of an eye, the world turned pitch black, and the powerful force of wind and thunder in the world was forcefully gathered by him with his transcendent power. On the blade, a astonishing sword aura shimmering with lightning continuously condensed and grew, spreading out several meters in just a moment.
Destruction, devastation, slaughter, true meaning pervading in the sword qi.
In the next moment, following the predestined energy that had already been locked onto, he slashed towards the deep underground with one sword.
The sword energy initially only has a few meters, but it increases when facing the wind and reaches an exaggerating length of tens or even hundreds of meters.
The earth is almost split into two halves by the sword energy, creating a stunning chasm in front of people.
The sword aura spread into the depths unknown, faintly, a sound of clashing metals seemed to resonate from deep underground. In the next moment, a sound of something shattering emerged, and suddenly, all sound vanished.
Xu Chuan frowned and looked at the deep ravine, marveling in his heart: "Is it the corresponding gold symbol of the Golden Armor?"
After a moment, he let out a long breath. Even with the protection of the gold symbol, it would be impossible for him to easily withstand a sword filled with anger. Therefore, Yuan Tingshan, even if he didn't die, would certainly be seriously injured.
Even this time, he considered himself lucky.
However, at this moment, he began to truly pay attention to the Daoist talismanic art that he had previously neglected.
Passed down for thousands of years, it really had remarkable aspects.
Shaking his head, his gaze fell on the other twelve black-clothed individuals. Raising his hand, he threw the Heart-Controlling Sword into the sky. In the next moment, with a swishing sound, the Heart-Controlling Sword transformed into a streak of green light and shot out.
This blue light pierced through the chests of twelve black men like agile and ferocious serpents.
The destructive sword energy destroyed all vitality within their bodies in an instant.
In just a few breaths, the twelve black-clad men who were lively and vigorous just moments ago were killed on the spot.
She sheathed her sword and took two steps towards Pei Nanwei, looking into her bright eyes and softly saying, "He came for me. I've caused trouble for you. Are you all right?"
Pei Nanwei shook her head, with a touch of watery glow in her eyes. For the first time, she threw herself into Xu Chuan's arms in front of countless people, with a pair of red lips demanding both madness and bewilderment.
Shuxiu approached awkwardly with a look of annoyance, watching this scene, she felt displeased. Clearly, this was something only she could do, but Pei Nanwei, this seemingly dignified woman, had actually stolen her scene and even called her a vixen. Hmph, who knows who the real vixen is.
The scholarly sons and daughters of the surrounding onlookers dare not utter any words that might damage their refined manners at this moment; they have long been frightened by the deep abyss in front of the gate of Baoguo Temple, not far away.
Especially the arrogant women who previously scolded Shuxiu and Pei Nanwei, along with their companions, now all wear gloomy expressions, not paying the slightest attention to the pain in their legs.
Who exactly did they provoke!
Under the gaze, they both saw the terror and despair in each other's eyes.
On the other side of the Baoguo Temple gate, Xu Fengnian also stared blankly at the ravine not far away.
Is this really something that people can do?
Although he had sighed countless times before, there had never been a time when he had such a strong feeling.
Xu Zhihu was also shocked, with his little red mouth agape and his heart filled with awe.
It seems that she had underestimated the terrifying extent of this Green City King before.
However, the poor scholar next to Xu Fengnian was the first to notice the little girl behind Pei Nanwei.
Although he was also horrified by the ravine not far away, he still suppressed his fear and ran over to the girl.
The girl looked at the scholar with joy and called out, "Brother Chen!"
And at this moment, Xu Chuan also separated from Pei Nanwei. Pei Nanwei felt quite embarrassed about her impulsive actions just now and didn't have the face to see people. She could only bury her head tightly in Xu Chuan's arms, refusing to lift it up.
Xu Chuan chuckled and hugged Pei Nanwei, quite fond of her rare childish posture. However, there was really no need to stay here any longer.
He whispered into Pei Nanwei's ear, "Let's go home."
With that, he picked up Pei Nanwei and headed straight towards the carriage where they had previously stopped.
At that moment, Pei Nanwei tugged at his sleeve and glanced at the little girl who was with the scholar named Chen.
Xu Chuan glanced at the little girl and was reminded of something. He pondered for a moment and said to the little girl, "Would you like to walk with us?"
Since Pei Nanwei likes it, then bring her along. It's just one more mouth to feed, which is not a big deal at all.
As for the scholar named Chen, he rejoiced at the decision. With his status, although he didn't know Xu Chuan's identity, it was definitely a great opportunity for the little girl to be adopted by such an important person.
The little girl glanced at the young man named Chen and saw encouragement in his eyes. She hesitated for a moment and timidly said, "I'm a bit slow and I'm afraid I'll cause trouble for you."
Xu Chuan looked at the little girl, his expression softened. He smiled and said, "I'm someone who is never afraid of trouble, and I actually enjoy being with people who may not be as quick. So, what do you say? Are you willing?"
The little girl seemed to sense Xu Chuan's kindness, and with the presence of Pei Nanwei, she nodded gently, responding with a mixture of certainty and seriousness, "I am willing!"
Xu Chuan smiled slightly and said, "Shu Xiu, bring her along. Let's go."
After saying that, he continued to carry Pei Nanwei and walked towards the carriage.
Shu Xiu, with a charming smile on her face, took a few steps and came to the little girl's side, extending her hand and said, "Come with sister."
The little girl put her slightly flustered and excited little hand into Shuxiu's hand, said goodbye to the scholar named Chen, and said, "Brother Chen, I'm leaving!"
The scholar named Chen smiled and said, "Xiaodingdong, go ahead and don't worry. In the future, when I have time, I will come and visit you."
舒羞看了他一眼没有说话，拉着小姑娘跟着徐川上了马车。
另一边，徐凤年等人见徐川要走，自然也不会多留，经过陈姓书生时，徐凤年轻笑一声道：“怎么样，想好了吗，要不要去北凉？”
This scholar is surnamed Chen, named Xiliang, and his external Confucian and internal legalist ideas are quite in line with Xu Fengnian's taste, so he plans to bring this person to Beiliang.
After all, there are too few scholars in Beiliang, and even fewer are those who are seen by him.
However, it is not enough to govern a region solely by relying on a large army; there must also be scholars.
Hesitating for a moment, Chen Xiliang asked, "Your Highness, may I inquire about the identity of the person just mentioned?"
Xu Fengnian glanced at him and said, "I wonder if you have heard of the newly appointed Green City King in the court?"
Chen Xiliang was stunned. He had not expected that the gentle man who had just talked to Xiaodingdong was the most prominent Green City King in recent times!
He remained silent for a moment and slowly said, "Thank you, Your Highness, for not abandoning me. I am willing to serve you as a loyal servant!"
Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "Then come with me."
At the same time, hundreds of miles away, Yuan Tingshan, with a face as pale as gold, emerged from underground. There was a deep sword scar on his back that almost killed him on the spot. At this moment, he still felt a lingering fear. If he hadn't taken out the golden talisman in time to protect himself, he would have been completely obliterated by now.
Feeling the heaviness of his injuries, he knew that if he didn't receive treatment soon, he would still die. He gritted his teeth and took out the last talisman, a wooden talisman.
The talisman activated, and faint green light spread out. After a moment, all the plants and trees within a hundred-meter radius withered. Then, countless green lights converged, infusing him with a powerful vitality.
The sword mark on his back began to heal slowly at a visible speed, and after about half an hour, it was nearly 60% restored.
Yuan Tingshan got up, looked in astonishment, fear, and anger towards the direction of Bao Guo Temple, then turned to the northeast direction and left.
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The Baoguo Temple, although Xu Chuan and his group have left, the terrifying and awe-inspiring rift in front of the temple constantly shakes the hearts of people in Yangquan, even the whole Jiangnan Road, and even the whole world.
Almost everyone in front of the Bao Guo Temple was silent in the face of this chasm.
The fifty-year debate over the king's dominance seemed like a joke at this moment.
What king, what dominance, under one sword, it's all just empty talk.
Under the sword, truth emerges, just as it has always been, in both ancient and modern times.
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However, in Xu Chuan's mind, this sword is nothing more than the power of a beginner in the realm of heavenly beings. It may seem formidable, but compared to Li Chungang's sword that can pierce armor with a force of 2,600, it falls slightly short.
At that time, Li Chonggang was probably only at the level of a novice in the realm of immortals.
In short, there is still a gap in swordsmanship, and it cannot be measured solely by realm.
However, Xu Chuan did not mind, after all, Li Chonggang's power would almost be depleted after just one sword, but Xu Chuan had more than just the power of one sword. Although his ceiling was not enough, the quantity was enough to make up for it.
Moreover, at this moment he has not even achieved the level of a land deity, let alone a celestial being.
Once he breaks through the celestial phenomena and achieves the status of a land deity, and then reaches the level of a celestial being, with the dual enhancement of the celestial demon dissolving technique and the bloodbath supernatural power, his strength would be terrifying. Even if an emperor of the immortal realm were to descend to the mortal world, he would not be the least bit fearful.
However, at this moment, he once again became weak. However, the moves made in front of the Baoguo Temple were not as powerful as those in the Luwei Marsh, plus his physical strength had further improved, achieving an impeccable glass body. Although he was weak, he was no different from an ordinary person.
That night, he was brought into the room by Pei Nanwei who he had not seen for a long time, and she was extremely proactive and enthusiastic, far surpassing the night in Jing'an Prince's Mansion.
After staying for a few more days, they resumed their journey once again.
There were not only Dong Ding, a little girl, but also Xu Zhihu and Er Qiao, a pair of master and servant, as well as a poor scholar named Chen Xiliang, accompanying the group.
And the entire Lu family, no matter who had any dissatisfaction with Xu Zhihu's presence or departure, dared not say a word about it.
In the Battle of Reed Marshes and the trench in front of Bao Guo Temple, the three words "Qingcheng Wang" have almost become a taboo in this area of Jiangnan Road. Occasionally mentioned, they are also referred to as that person.
A group of people were all shocked and afraid, but now they can leave naturally, everyone is happy.
And in the distant border of Beiliang, under the blowing sand and dust, a woman in white clothes is riding a horse, and the woman on the horseback is a graceful figure wearing a black veil.
The man who led the horse is named Chen Zhibao, a renowned general of Northern Liang and a famous warrior known as the "White-robed Soldier Immortal". The woman who could make him personally lead the horse must have a remarkable status.
After all, this woman is none other than the famous Princess Qingluan of Northern Mang.
She embarked on this adventure and naturally wanted to recruit Chen Zhibao, which was a very difficult task. But at this moment, she has already seen a little glimmer of success.