Chapter 129: Chapter 113: Another Xiao Chen_2
Translator: 549690339
“It’s alright, it’s alright!” Chen Yawei gently patted her sister’s back and comforted her in a soft voice, even though her face had turned pale from fright.
Under the vast starry sky, starlight twinkled as silvery moonlight and the holy glow of the blooming White Lotus intertwined and shone together.
The Black Boat floated still, suspended high up in the sky, as quiet and immovable as a solitary island drifting through the galaxy.
The people on the island were like creatures in the path of a violent storm, unable to resist or escape, left with no choice but to accept their powerlessness.
“The White Lotus Sect possessed a sacred treasure called Nineturn Pure Heart White Lotus, which has nine petals when fully bloomed and purifies everything it touches. Even if this is not the Nineturn Pure Heart White Lotus, it must be of a similar grade…” a disciple of the Star Palace stammered at that moment.
“Nineturn Pure Heart White Lotus?” Lu Yun turned to look at the Star Palace disciple, whose eyes were filled with horror and dread.
The disciple, named Gong Xuan, not only had exceptional talent but also a wide breadth of knowledge, making him quite familiar with many esoteric fields.
Despite his slight exaggeration, his words were not too far off the mark.
That meant their crisis was far from over and was only just beginning.
At the thought of this, Lu Yun’s heart instantly sank to rock bottom.
The others were even more plunged into despair.
Gazing at the still ‘sacred’ glowing White Lotus, everyone was filled with boundless fear and despair instead of admiration.
“Are we going to be completely purified, or be transformed by the White Lotus?”
The new disciples’ eyes were filled with confusion and their bodies trembled.
“Where is Elder Lei? Why hasn’t he shown up yet!” Li Yilin’s eyes were completely red, as he roared almost hoarsely.
“Right, where is Elder Lei? He is a peak Gold Body Realm expert! If he would just show up, no matter what evil creatures we face, it would all be reduced to nothingness!” The other Star Palace disciples finally reacted and shouted loudly.
However, their cries only led to more despair.
Lei Canghe, Elder Lei, seemed to be absent from the Black Boat.
With the Elder absent, the only one left with the authority to command the disciples on the Black Boat was Zhang Zhihe, but he wasn’t acting, his eyes vacant and mumbling some words to himself.
“Nineturn Pure Heart White Lotus… Nineturn Pure Heart White Lotus…”
Not only him, but also everyone else who knew about the Nineturn Pure Heart White Lotus wore expressions of despair and disorientation.
The many disciples on board the Black Boat were like a headless dragon, thoroughly disorganized.
Lu Yun leaped into the air and stood at the highest point of the Black Boat.
He had always acted extremely low-key and had grown stronger inconspicuously.
But at this moment, he felt that he should step up and do something.
His Pure Yang Aura, fierce and aggressive, covered his entire body and shone like a great sun as he stood atop the Black Boat.
Looking down at the dispirited, despairing people on the deck, he drew his sword, unleashing a boundless crimson glow across the entire Black Boat.
“We are disciples of the Flying Spirit Martial Academy! We are the Heavenly Prides of the Martial Academy!”
He shouted loudly, “As Heavenly Prides, we should be resolute and proud, growing stronger and more glorious as we slay demons and exterminate evil. Now that we face a crisis, should we fall into despair and be lost, or should we fight back and preserve our pride and glory? You decide for yourselves!”
Having said that, he stopped speaking, his blood-red gaze falling upon the white lotus platform in the sky.
With his sword overflowing with power, the blood-red sword light dyed half of the sky red, and the astonishing killing intent stirred up an endless storm of raging wind.
He suddenly leaped into the air and charged towards the mysterious white lotus platform, slashing down.
The sword light was fierce, and the blood-red glow was dazzling.
Zhang Zhihe and the others who witnessed this were deeply shocked.
They were not only astonished by Lu Yun’s strength, but also by his courage.
The sacred treasure of the White Lotus Sect, the Nineturn Pure Heart White Lotus, was a being above Treasure Artifacts, which even Rune Seed Realm experts could not counter.
Yet Lu Yun, who was only in the True Qi Realm and, at best, could barely rival an early-stage Transforming Origin Realm martial artist, dared to use his sword against it.
Was he overestimating his abilities, or was he as fearless as a ferocious tiger with a heart that knew no bounds?
The blood-red blade fell, stirring up a massive wave, and Lu Yun’s body was sent flying backward, blood gushing from his mouth, staining his dark purple star robe and the silent night, but it couldn’t stain the completely despairing hearts of everyone else.
Perhaps some of them wanted to be like him, drawing their swords and fighting, punching with all their might regardless of their lives.
However, not everyone could withstand that powerful aura.
And not everyone could comprehend the Conceptions like him and muster the strength to unleash a powerful attack.
Lying on the deck of the Black Boat, Lu Yun had an expression of desolation and powerlessness on his face.
In the end, he was still fighting alone.
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he struggled to his feet. With a clench of his hand, the White Scale Purple Gold Knife far away shook violently, then shot into the sky and landed steadily in his hand.
“As long as 1 haven’t exhausted all my strength, I won’t fall!”
It seemed like he was talking to himself, but also like he was speaking to the others.
Everyone silently watched Lu Yun, whose eyes were bloodshot and body immersed in a bloody glow, wanting to say something but eventually remaining silent as they saw the faintly glowing white lotus platform.
“Kill!” With this thought permeating every corner of his body, Lu Yun channeled all of the Pure Yang Aura from his dantian into the White Scale Purple Gold Knife and slashed once again at the White Lotus blooming high in the sky.
As the sword was unleashed, the blood-red lotus in his Sea of Consciousness trembled, its petals swaying gracefully, all its Slaughter Conceptions exploding within.
There was only one move to Hundred Flowers – Flowing Wind Celestial Dance, but it had three slashes in total..
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