Chapter 6516 Hundred Scales - Edged Light
Three thousand six hundred flying swords tore through the air, pressing back the High Heaven Sword Sect’s experts. Flustered, some were slowly cut down.
These flying swords were as quick as lightning storms and flying from different angles, as if three thousand six hundred masters of the Sword Dao were attacking simultaneously.
“Damn, don’t get entangled with these flying swords! Kill that woman!” ordered a half-step Sovereign Lord.
The swords themselves seemed impervious, so the only way to stop them was to strike at Mu Qingyun.
As these sword experts rushed toward her, she grabbed the sword on her waist. Countless runes lit up on it. Slowly, she drew her sword, and the sound of the scabbard rubbing against the sword cried out.
Then, in a single instant, the remaining inch of blade shot free. All the stored energy erupted in one go.
BOOM!
All the experts charging toward Mu Qingyun were blown apart. Her sword slash could even dim the color of heaven and earth.
Yue Zifeng’s voice rang out at this time.
“Not bad. You’ve finally understood the essence of sword drawing art!”
Mu Qingyun couldn’t help but blush at his praise. This was her first time hearing it. She had only learned it thanks to Long Chen’s pointers.
Meanwhile, Zhao Yue was completely stunned. She had struggled to knock back even one of these foes before, yet Mu Qingyun—without a fully condensed essence rune—had slain a half-step Sovereign Lord in one blow.
A sharp pang of failure struck Zhao Yue. Her glory felt like a memory from another lifetime, and it had abandoned her.
After killing one half-step Sovereign Lord, Mu Qingyun couldn’t face all the foes swarming her. She was forced into a passive position.
At this sight, Zhao Yue gritted her teeth and rushed over. While she didn’t have that level of offensive power, she had her law power. She could relieve some of the pressure on Mu Qingyun.
Even once they joined forces, they struggled against the High Heaven Sword Sect’s experts. The latter were true experts. Since they knew that Mu Qingyun’s attacks were powerful, they just wouldn’t let her release them again. As long as they didn’t give her time to store up energy, they would be able to cut her down sooner or later.
“Big Sister, you’ve condensed a complete essence rune! Hurry and use your essence law rune!” Mu Qingyun transmitted as the pressure grew.
“I haven’t had time to comprehend it!” Zhao Yue protested.
“We sword cultivators don’t need to comprehend. Ask your sword, and it will guide you. I’ll buy you time.”
BOOM!
Suddenly, Mu Qingyun formed a sword seal and summoned a thirty-meter giant holding a large sword. It was her Sword Servant. While it was smaller than before, its power had grown beyond imagination.
It was said that once it shrank down to the size of a normal person, that would be its most terrifying state.
With a single wave, it blew back over ten half-step Sovereign Lords.
“This aura... it’s the aura of the Sword God’s line!”
“This is a legendary treasure, a Sword Servant puppet!”
“Kill her, and seize this puppet!”
Greed shone in the eyes of the High Heaven Sword Sect’s experts. They were unaware that this treasure had almost fallen into their hands.
As they charged, the Sword Servant moved with astonishing agility, killing two half-step Sovereign Lords in succession. At this sight, the others didn’t dare to fight it directly.
While a group of sword cultivators tried to tie down the Sword Servant, another group pressed Mu Qingyun. They knew that the puppet was under her control. So, as long as they could kill her, they could seize the puppet.
Even the one fighting Yue Zifeng right now, Ling Han, knew that this was a priceless treasure. He wanted it badly, but he had to stay calm, praying the High Heaven Sword Sect would secure it. If he obtained the Sword Servant, he wouldn’t mind giving up on the Earth Cauldron.
He knew that even if his faction were to go all-out to obtain the Earth Cauldron, the odds of success were incredibly low.
In just a short moment, he made his decision. The moment he had the Sword Servant in his hand, he would force the High Heaven Sword Sect to retreat and test his luck himself.
With the High Heaven Sword Sect split into two groups, half tying down the Sword Servant and the other half suppressing Mu Qingyun, they completely ignored Zhao Yue.
Now, the High Heaven Sword Sect’s experts were doing everything they could to end things before other factions interfered. They had to obtain the Sword Servant at all costs.
Zhao Yue stood in the air, gazing at her sword. She murmured, “White Scale, you are my closest comrade. Please tell me what is my essence law rune!”
Then, she closed her eyes, and everything else faded from her senses... even the chaos of the battlefield. All that remained in this world was her and her sword.
Then, a strange scene appeared.
A white scale appeared on the hilt of Zhao Yue’s sword. It slowly released divine light that enveloped her.
Multiple scenes played out in her mind: towering mountains, underground ores, purifying furnaces, craftsmen striking metal.
This sword’s name was White Scale, and it was telling Zhao Yue how it was forged.
When the sword was completed, the heavens shook. A divine rune descended, merging with the sword and giving rise to an item-spirit—White Scale. The same rune now appeared on Zhao Yue’s forehead, resonating with her essence rune.
Then, Zhao Yue slowly opened her eyes, and her pupils glowed with the rune’s light. A sharp aura rose.
“So this is my law! Thank you, White Scale!” Zhao Yue stepped through the air, shooting into the battlefield.
The Sword Servant was completely surrounded, as was Mu Qingyun. Facing so many experts alone was nearly impossible.
It was a good thing that Mu Qingyun had the sword in her hand and those flying swords protecting her. She could still hold on, but the exhaustion had started to pale her cheeks.
Just then, one of the High Heaven Sword Sect’s experts saw his chance. Working together with his comrades, he broke through the blockade of the flying swords and shot at Mu Qingyun.
“Die!” he shouted.
But before he could strike—
“White Scale —Edged Light!”
Zhao Yue’s cold shout rang out, and a white streak of divine light shot through the sky, cleaving that half-step Sovereign Lord of the High Heaven Sword Sect in two.