Chapter 1201: Chapter 1201: Formidable Sword Cultivator
Boom...
A violent explosion suddenly ravaged the entire Demon Beast Forest.
Once the sound of the explosion subsided,
the area within dozens of miles was razed to the ground.
The surface was scraped off several tens of layers.
From a distance, this area of dozens of miles looked like a huge crater.
And in the crater, there was nothing.
The only thing present was a young man with a sword standing in the very center.
"Pfft." Xiao Yi spat out a mouthful of blood and remained standing on the spot.
Normally, such a terrifying self-destruction would have blasted him dozens of miles away.
However, the Cold Flame Sword in his hand was tightly absorbing the Blood-sucking Pearl.
And his hand seemed to be tightly bound to the Cold Flame Sword.
Therefore, the explosion didn’t blow him away but forced him to endure the terrifying self-destruction head-on.
His clothes were now in tatters.
His skin and flesh were cracked for the most part.
This was because, at the moment of the elder’s explosion, he quickly unleashed his internal primordial power, and four powerful flames instantly shielded him.
The four powerful flames blocked most of the explosion’s power.
Otherwise, he might have already perished.
But even so, his injuries were extremely severe.
The skin and flesh on his arms were cracked to the bone; his chest had an almost pierced-through wound, bleeding profusely.
Such injuries, if not treated promptly, still posed a threat to his life.
However, he could not escape now.
"Ugh." Xiao Yi gritted his teeth, the intense pain in his whole body was unbearable.
The arm that previously gathered Sword Qi was already powerless and drooping.
The other hand, gripping the Cold Flame Sword, would have also drooped if it weren’t holding the sword.
With such severe injuries, he didn’t even have the strength to lift his arm or take a step.
Facing the self-destruction of a mad Martial Arts Emperor, surviving was already remarkable.
As for why he couldn’t escape, it was because the Cold Flame Sword was still tightly attached to the Blood-sucking Pearl.
The Cold Flame Sword was shining brightly, and Xiao Yi could even sense the joy of the Sword Spirit within.
This indicated that the Cold Flame Sword was absorbing with relish.
Currently, Xiao Yi couldn’t retrieve the sword even if he wanted to, and he didn’t have the strength.
"Absorb faster." Xiao Yi called out weakly.
Then, he intended to channel his internal primordial power to temporarily suppress his injuries and nurture his body.
He discovered that a mysterious cold power had completely filled his body.
From the Cold Flame Sword, a power was transmitted through his arm into his body.
That was the Blood Qi Power belonging to the Blood-sucking Pearl.
At this moment, part of this power was being absorbed by the Cold Flame Sword; another part was entering his body, continuously augmenting his Blood Pill.
"Damn it, you can absorb it yourself, no need to give it to me." Xiao Yi gritted his teeth in pain and complained.
Clang...
The body of the Cold Flame Sword trembled slightly.
But the Blood Qi Power absorbing into Xiao Yi’s body did not weaken in the slightest.
It seemed that in the view of the Sword Spirit of the Cold Flame Sword, benefits should not be forgotten by its master.
Gradually, the Blood Qi Power absorbing into his body not only did not weaken but became more and more vigorous.
The Blood Pill continued to grow, and his body was constantly filled with this Blood Qi Power.
However, due to this, the Blood Qi Power completely suppressed the movements of the Small World within Xiao Yi.
If Xiao Yi were at his peak, he could naturally counter-suppress this power.
But now, severely injured with no strength to even lift his hand, how could he do anything?
"Absorb faster." Xiao Yi could only say helplessly and weakly.
Then, the other drooping hand was forcibly flicked, and an Elixir sprang from the Universe Ring, landing precisely in his mouth.
As the Elixir entered his stomach, it transformed into pure power, temporarily alleviating some of his injuries.
With such severe injuries, relying solely on Elixirs, the effect was minimal.
It still required his primordial power to cooperate.
"Hoo." Xiao Yi slightly exhaled, waiting.
...
At the same time, outside the Tianling Forest.
A figure was flying through the air.
"Huh?" The figure slightly frowned, glancing downward.
"Such astonishingly cold aura, has an evil artifact emerged?"
The figure muttered to itself, its ethereal form slowly descending.
"A formation?" The figure halted above the forest, blocked by a formation.
The entire forest had long been sealed by the formations arranged by the Vice Hall Master of Heavenly Mechanism Hall and numerous Array Masters.
"Break." The figure softly spoke.
A streak of Sword Qi gathered in its hand and lightly pointed.
Puff... As the Sword Qi fell, the formation instantly collapsed.
The formation jointly arranged by the Vice Hall Master of Heavenly Mechanism Hall along with thousands of Array Masters was actually dissipated with a wave of the hand.
Moreover, the person was clearly a Sword Cultivator.
In the Central Region, there were only a handful of Sword Cultivators with such skills.
With the formation broken, the figure gracefully descended.
"Huh? The Blood-sucking Pearl?" As the figure descended, it immediately noticed the source of the overwhelming cold aura and instantly recognized the Blood-sucking Pearl.
The next second, the figure’s gaze turned to Xiao Yi beside the Blood-sucking Pearl.
Xiao Yi noticed as well and looked at the newcomer.
Almost as soon as he looked at the newcomer, Xiao Yi’s expression changed.
The newcomer was a middle-aged man, possessing an extraordinary aura, with a graceful essence but truly awe-inspiring eyes.
Xiao Yi merely met those eyes for a moment, and his heart was filled with terror.
He couldn’t perceive the newcomer’s strength at all.
In his perception, this person’s aura was like a Gang Wind high above the clouds, terrifyingly cold and frigid.
His momentum was like the Endless Abyss, unfathomable.
But what stood out the most were the person’s eyes, like a Heavenly Shocking Sword, capable of reaching the sky, ruling above the clouds, and piercing into the abyssal depths, unstoppable by anything.
"What a powerful Sword Cultivator." Xiao Yi’s heart was filled with dread.
At this point, the newcomer frowned at Xiao Yi, "Absorbing the power of the Blood-sucking Pearl?"
"I’ve long heard about the evil cultivators wreaking havoc in the Four-direction Domain, slaughtering cities, strange and sinister, and didn’t expect one so young."
The newcomer finished speaking, shook his head, and gathered a Sword Qi in his hand, slashing down heavily.
"You..." Xiao Yi’s pupils shrank, his expression suddenly chilled.
"Hmm?" The newcomer suddenly murmured softly, and the falling Sword Qi barely came to a stop.
"You have the aura of my Black Cloud Academy’s scrolls on you; are you a disciple of my Black Cloud Academy?"
"I..." Xiao Yi, with his weak body, wanted to say something.
"Outrageous." The middle-aged man coldly scolded, "Although everyone thinks my Black Cloud Academy is a place of tyranny, it doesn’t mean we can’t distinguish black from white."
"While my Black Cloud Academy protects its disciples thoroughly, it does not mean that disciples can act recklessly, falling into the Evil Dao."
"You..." When Xiao Yi heard this, his expression turned extremely ugly.
Yet he was now extremely feeble, struggling to even speak quickly.
"Hmph." The middle-aged man coldly snorted, withdrew the Sword Qi, but struck with a palm instead.
"Pfft." Xiao Yi spewed out another mouthful of blood, being directly blasted away.
The Cold Flame Sword, which had been absorbing the Blood-sucking Pearl, the same Xiao Yi who the elder’s self-destruction couldn’t blow away, was now blasted away directly by a mere palm strike from the middle-aged man.
The Cold Flame Sword also detached from the Blood-sucking Pearl’s absorption.
"Considering you’re an Academy disciple, I won’t kill you." The middle-aged man stated coldly, "However, with such severe injuries, you’re not far from death."
With that, the middle-aged man coldly snorted again and floated away.
On the spot, Xiao Yi’s expression turned extremely cold.
He was already severely injured, and the middle-aged man’s palm strike nearly took his life.
"Pfft." Xiao Yi spewed out another mouthful of blood, his vision darkening as he fell into unconsciousness.
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The fourth update. (Explosion)
