CHAPTER 338: CHAPTER 333 THE WORLD’S NUMBER 1 SWORD

Sun Palace’s location is called Sun Island, also known as Sun Island.

Sun Island is located deep within the West Sea, where the temperature is extremely high and surrounded by the Flame Mountain Range.

A cluster of islands has already formed around Sun Island, with numerous islands encircling it and millions of residents inhabiting them. These are the indigenous people of the West Sea, all of whom revere the Sun Palace. The Sun Palace teaches them the ways of cultivation to resist demons, but most have average cultivation levels. Only a few with outstanding talent are brought into the Sun Palace for training.

However, at this time, the vast majority of these islands have been destroyed and occupied by demons.

Even the remaining Sun Island is under siege.

From the direction of Sun Island in the distance, there is a violent rumbling sound. From afar, one can see a giant beast circling in the sky, with nine heads swallowing and spitting apocalyptic thunder.

At this moment, the entire Sun Island seems to have formed a massive array. In the center of the array, a giant figure, bearing a blazing sun and holding the Sun God Spear, appears like a solar deity, astonishingly transformed from the figure of Sun Palace Master Mo Zhantian.

The violent commotion continued for a long time before it calmed down. The giant beast vanished, transforming into a middle-aged figure dressed in black.

"Still can’t break through." A group on the island looked up towards the distant battlefield, led by none other than Moon Palace’s Palace Master, Lu Xiao.

"This grand formation needs the Sun Island cultivators’ mana to sustain. Over these days, many in the Sun Palace must have been injured. They can’t hold on much longer. Just waiting for this grand formation to collapse, after hundreds of years, the Sun and Moon Palace will unify once again, but this time under our rule." Lu Xiao’s eyes were sharp, filled with ambition.

"Palace Master, delays may bring changes. This Sun Palace must be taken down swiftly. Today, our Moon Palace is risking everything, and the reputation of colluding with demons is not favorable, uncertain if it might attract inland cultivators."

"The West Sea is far from the inland, and the Sun Palace has always remained hidden in the West Sea, not interacting with inland forces at all. Except for Zhi Li Mountain, no one would care about this island in the depth of the West Sea. And Li Mountain can no longer pose a threat; if they dare to come, the court will naturally handle it."

"After resolving the West Sea, these demons, I’m afraid..." The person behind hesitated to speak.

Lu Xiao had a faint cold smile; demons?

They indeed stood on the same front as the demons but never considered it colluding with them; they colluded with the court.

"The court wants to rule the West Sea; how could it let demons rule?" Lu Xiao looked into the distance, knowing those demons would eventually be food for them.

"Our Moon Palace has endured a millennium, no weaker than any top-tier forces outside, yet we’ve always been confined to the West Sea. Today, it’s time to let the world see the existence of the Moon Palace. Once the Sun and Moon Palace unite, and the West Sea becomes one, the Moon Palace will appear before Da Li’s people as the overlord of the West Sea."

Lu Xiao’s voice was low but carried his aspirations. Behind him, the Moon Palace cultivators stood solemn.

In the cultivator world of Da Li, many forces are known worldwide, especially Li Mountain. Who in the world doesn’t know of the Li Mountain Sword Cultivators, but how many know of the Moon Palace in the West Sea?

"Go, continue breaking the formation."

Lu Xiao’s figure flickered, cutting through the air toward the Sun Island battlefield. They were taking turns to break the formation. The grand formation of Sun Island wouldn’t last much longer.

Once Sun Island breaks, the path to the unification of the West Sea will have no more obstacles.

A moment later, Lu Xiao reached the sky over Sun Island, where the bright moon hung high, and the Power of Taiyin shrouded the island, falling upon that giant figure.

"Mo Zhantian, your end is near. If you surrender, I’ll spare the cultivators on the island. After all, we once belonged to the same lineage." Lu Xiao spoke loudly.

"Get lost..." A domineering voice replied, accompanied by a great sun spear shadow piercing the void.

"Traitor."

Inside Sun Island, within the palace arrays, many elders sat cross-legged, sustaining the formation, and many were injured.

"That beast." An elder floating in the air cursed towards Lu Xiao outside the formation. The members of the Sun Palace beside him looked despondent, knowing the formation wouldn’t last much longer.

"Elder, can we hold on?" A youth asked.

"Child, if the formation breaks, surrender to the Moon Palace. Though Lu Xiao betrayed the West Sea, considering our same lineage, I hope he won’t commit total slaughter." The elder looked at the youth with compassion. He was old, but these children were still young.

"I am with my family."

"With the Sun." The youth around him stood solemnly, filled with the resolve to die.

In the sky above, the formation trembled more violently. Looking at it, the giant beast’s immense body nearly covered the island’s sky; their leader had battled fiercely for days, but how much longer could he last?

Outside the battlefield.

In the far direction, as if the sky had been split, a beam of light traveled through the air, emitting a sharp whistle, the void oscillating.

On an island, it was filled with demons. A Peng Demon coldly glanced upwards, seeing that brilliant light, which turned out to be a sword.

On that enormous sword stood two figures, one of whom was his enemy—the young Sword Cultivator who killed his offspring.

"Buzz..."

The fierce wind howled by, the Demon Peng moved with the speed of lightning, merging with the wind, rushing towards the high sky instantaneously, spreading his wings like a hanging sky cloud, reaching the ultimate speed, heading for that appearing giant sword.

But as he approached the giant sword, he suddenly sensed something wrong, his gaze changing dramatically.

"This Sword Intent..."

The Demon Peng’s heart skipped a beat. The two figures on the giant sword also saw him, casting a glance his way. When the middle-aged man’s eyes beside his enemy looked at him, he was overwhelmed with a sense of suffocation.

"Human Great Sword Cultivator."

The Demon Peng flapped his wings, intending to turn and flee, but it was too late. The speed of the giant sword was even faster than his, and the distant gap was erased in an instant.

In an instant, the demon’s body trembled uncontrollably, enveloped by Sword Intent, unable to move and wrapped in pervasive Sword Intent.

The terrifying Sword Intent began tearing his body apart, his eyes revealed a pained expression, his massive body seemed to be disassembled by the sword.

"Boom!"

The giant sword whizzed past, the body of the Six Realm Demon Peng was shredded and crushed, even the Demon Core vanished, turning into dust between heaven and earth, as if it had never existed.

Li Fan stood on the giant sword, his heart also shaken. That Demon Peng was a peak Six Realm Great Demon, but in front of the Xuanyuan Sword, it was no different from an ant on the ground.

The sword merely passed by, and that peak Six Realm demon was disassembled by the sword, with no remains left. This is the killing might of a top Great Sword Cultivator, he didn’t even unsheath his sword.

The demons on the island beneath the giant sword, who had been roaring with heaven-shaking sounds just moments before, suddenly quieted down, each one prostrating on the ground, not daring to make a sound, merely watching the giant sword slicing across above their heads.

Fear flickered in the eyes of some demons above the Fifth Realms, this human Great Sword Cultivator... such terrifying oppression...

"Hmm?"

In the midst of the battle, Lu Xiao withdrew, as if sensing something, turned to look in the distant direction, and saw a giant sword stopped not far away.

The Nine Infant beast also sensed it and ceased fighting.

"Is it you?" Not far from the battlefield, Lu Zhanchen stared coldly at Li Fan’s figure. He even called for reinforcements, a Li Mountain Sword Cultivator?

But, even if a Li Mountain Sword Cultivator arrives, what difference does it make?

Mo Zhantian also seemed puzzled, his gigantic eyes gazing towards the middle-aged beside Li Fan, is it someone from Li Mountain?

"Who are you?" Lu Xiao asked loudly, feeling a pressure from the other side.

The Xuanyuan Sword did not pay attention to him, glanced at the Nine Infant Great Demon, and gently asked, "Are you sure you want to cut this demon with the first sword?"

"Yes." Li Fan nodded, "Please, elder, make your move."

The Nine Infant is the greatest threat; killing the Nine Infant beast will ensure Lu Xiao cannot cause chaos, and the forces of the West Sea can bury the Moon Palace.

"Very well, this first sword, I will cut the demon for you." Xuanyuan responded.

"No one dares to speak to me like this." The beast stared at the Xuanyuan Sword, as thunderous light flickered on each of its heads, the whole world enveloped in Demon Energy, with terrifying thunderclouds in the sky seeming to brew an apocalyptic storm.

The Xuanyuan Sword didn’t look at him; he raised his hand and waved it, a sword shot towards the sky. A beam of light pierced the cloud-covered sky, penetrating into those thunderclouds.

The Nine Infant Great Demon looked up, the nine heads howled, and massive apocalyptic thunderbolts shot down, aiming at that beam of light.

But the beam of light grew brighter, piercing the clouds. The sky filled with Sword Aura breaking the thunderclouds, piercing through the lightning, accompanied by a muffled sound, the sky seemed to crack, and ten thousand rays of glowing light shone down from the gap in the sky.

In an instant, the clouds dispersed, and the thunderclouds were obliterated by the Sword Aura. The dazzling light shone upon the massive body of the Nine Infant Great Demon, causing the great demon’s body to tremble involuntarily.

Beside him, Lu Xiao was also shocked, watching the scene before him.

This sword...

How could it be so powerful.

"Who is he?" Lu Xiao’s gaze fixed on the Xuanyuan Sword, who is this Great Sword Cultivator summoned by Li Fan?

Mo Zhantian also looked up at the sky, his heart shaken, this...

The Island Master of West Flame Island is already a top Great Sword Cultivator, but his sword’s might compared to the current Sword Dao’s power seems to be not even of the same level.

The glowing light shining down, dazzling the eyes, and within the cracked sky appeared a Divine Sword.

"Sword Saint?" Mo Zhantian’s mind conjured a thought.

"Slay!"

Xuanyuan uttered a single word, the voice fell, and the Sky God Sword descended, a beam of light piercing the massive body of the Nine Infant beast, causing everyone to see a sword embedded in its back, piercing through his body.

The giant sword erupted with ten thousand rays of dazzling light, transforming into Sword Intent, enveloping every part of the Nine Infant beast’s body, causing its body to shine with Sword Light.

"Roar."

The Nine Infant beast’s nine heads shook, fear flickered in its eyes, its body trembled violently, but under that glow, its body was gradually disintegrating, struggling to no avail.

The Nine Infant beast’s body gradually blurred, collapsing into countless points of light, its Divine Soul also being torn apart by Sword Intent, unable to escape.

Li Fan looked at the scene before him, his heart shaken.

The number one sword in the world, Xuanyuan Sword, Half-Saint Sword.

And then, Li Fan thought of that old man, the one who returned with a wisp of soul, who slayed the world’s Fifth Li Chengying with one sword.

Even so, the Xuanyuan Sword was already like this; what unparalleled grace did the old man possess back then.

One man occupied seventy percent of the world’s Sword Dao fortune.

He bestowed the Xuanyuan Sword, granting it favor, gifting it three swords with a wisp of soul.