UGB Chapter 133, Section 1: Foundation Building
Chapter 133, Section 1: Foundation Building
"clang!"
The blood-red longsword was knocked away, tumbling several times in the air, its blood-red light dimming considerably.
Zhou Huaiyi staggered back several steps, his hands cracked and blood seeped from between his fingers, dripping onto the sea of clouds with a faint hissing sound.
"Clang clang!"
The two Ice Dragon Swords were cut in half at the waist, and fragments of the blades scattered in the air, their eerie blue light flashing and then disappearing.
Du Han's expression changed drastically, his eyes filled with disbelief, and he retreated hastily.
"boom!"
The giant axe was cleaved in two by the sword light.
Chen Tieshan's Thunder Roar Axe split in two, the lightning on the axe blade suddenly went out, and the two halves of the axe flew out to the left and right, smashing into the distant mountain wall and creating two large craters.
Chen Tieshan was sent flying backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood that drew a bloody line in the air before crashing heavily to the ground, creating a human-shaped crater more than ten feet deep.
One sword strike defeats three enemies.
Of the three magical artifacts, two were destroyed and one was damaged.
Lu Yuanshan sheathed his sword and stood there, his expression calm and his breathing steady, as if he had only done a trivial matter.
The pale golden true essence shield around him flowed slowly, blocking all the aftershocks of the three people's attacks, without even a ripple on the surface of the shield.
"That's it?" he said indifferently, his gaze sweeping over Zhou Huaiyi, Du Han, and Chen Tieshan.
Zhou Huaiyi's face turned ashen. He recalled the Blood-Drinking Blade, which now bore a deep crack. The bloodthirsty spirit within the blade was wailing, and the blood-red light on the blade flickered, clearly indicating severe damage.
He glanced down at the cracks on the blade, then looked up at Lu Yuanshan, his eyes filled with horror.
"You...your cultivation level..."
"Late stage of Foundation Establishment," Lu Yuanshan finished speaking for him, his tone flat.
"Impossible!" Zhou Huaiyi shouted sternly.
"Your true essence is at least three times the thickness of a late-stage Earthly Foundation Establishment cultivator. You are not an Earthly Foundation Establishment cultivator, but a Heavenly Foundation Establishment cultivator."
Lu Yuanshan did not answer.
He doesn't need to answer.
Du Han turned pale upon hearing about the Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment. Chen Tieshan struggled to crawl out of the human-shaped pit, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, a dent in his chest, and at least three broken ribs.
His Thunder Roar Axe was a mid-grade spiritual weapon that the Chen family had spent twenty years forging. Now that it had been cleaved in two by a single sword strike, he was heartbroken to the point of almost going mad.
"Lu Yuanshan, don't be so smug!" Zhou Huaiyi gritted his teeth, his eyes almost spitting fire, his hand gripping the Blood-Drinking Blade trembling slightly. "You think there are only three of us?"
No sooner had the words left his mouth than seven more figures rushed out from the surrounding mountains and forests.
These people were all at the Foundation Establishment stage, and they had obviously been lying in ambush around the pass, waiting for the signal to appear.
Some rode flying swords out of the dense forest, their feet gleaming with rainbow-like sword light; others emerged from the ground, their bodies still glowing with an earthy yellow light; still others broke through the water in the nearby river, their bodies shimmering with light...
A dark mass surrounded Lu Yuanshan.
Each person released their aura without any concealment. The combined aura of the ten Foundation Establishment cultivators pressed down, causing the surrounding sea of clouds to stop churning.
The night wind stopped at that moment, and even the chirping of insects disappeared without a trace. Only the low hum of the cultivators circulating their true energy and the spiritual artifacts running remained in the world.
The leader emerged from the dense forest. He had an old face, white hair and beard, and held a dark green cane. At the top of the cane was a fist-sized emerald green bead, within which the shadow of a snake could be faintly seen moving.
This person's aura was unfathomable. Although he was also in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, his calm and dignified presence was even more impressive than Zhou Huaiyi's.
Du Tianlong, a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, is the Grand Elder of the Du family, one of the forty-six most prestigious sects, and also an Elder of Wangyue Peak, an outer sect disciple of the Danxia Sect.
"Peak Master Lu, how have you been?" Du Tianlong said gently, leaning on his cane, as if greeting an old friend.
Lu Yuanshan narrowed his eyes slightly.
The Du family.
The Du family also wields some influence within the Danxia Sect, but they have always remained neutral, never taking sides.
But his presence here at this moment explains everything; the aristocratic families no longer have any neutral faction within the Danxia Sect.
"Eleven people?" Lu Yuanshan glanced at them, his tone indifferent.
"Not bad." Zhou Huaiyi grinned maliciously, his face even more sinister than before. "Eleven Foundation Establishment cultivators ganged up on you."
"Lu Yuanshan, even if you have reached the Foundation Establishment stage of the Heavenly Dao, what good is it? Today, even if you have three heads and six arms, you can't escape."
"Hand over the secret jade talisman, and we can give you a dignified death, leaving you with a complete corpse!"
As he spoke, he took out a crimson pill from his storage bag and put it in his mouth.
As soon as the pill entered his stomach, the spiritual energy around him surged dramatically. The bleeding from his wound stopped, and the split wound on his tiger's mouth healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. His true essence surged, and the cracks on the Blood-Drinking Blade were also slowly repaired.
Du Tianlong also made a move.
He slammed his dark green cane onto the sea of clouds, and the emerald bead at the top of the cane suddenly lit up. An emerald halo spread out from the bead, transforming into dozens of thumb-thick emerald snake shadows that roamed the night sky and coiled around Lu Yuanshan.
The cane is called the Azure Serpent Staff. It is a mid-grade spiritual artifact. The soul of an Azure Scale Serpent Demon with three hundred years of cultivation is sealed within the staff. It can transform into a serpent shadow to trap, devour, and poison enemies, making it impossible to defend against.
The others also joined in.
A crimson flying sword emerged from the crowd, its blade ablaze with raging flames, trailing a long fiery tail as it shot toward Lu Yuanshan like a meteor.
Three purplish-black thunder beads, each containing the power of heavenly thunder, were thrown out. They exploded in the air, transforming into three thick purple thunder pillars that slammed towards Lu Yuanshan in a triangular formation.
A golden talisman was summoned, burning in the air and transforming into a giant, golden hand with its five fingers outstretched, reaching out to grab Lu Yuanshan.
That was a second-grade talisman, the Dragon-Capturing Hand, which could capture flying swords and imprison cultivators. Once caught, it was like being clamped in iron pincers, unable to move.
Several other people simultaneously cast spells from a distance, drawing upon the power of heaven and earth to drain the spiritual energy within a radius of a hundred feet, creating a spiritual vacuum zone.
In this situation, Lu Yuanshan was unable to draw spiritual energy from the outside world to replenish his energy, nor could he control the power of heaven and earth to attack. He could only rely on the true essence within his body to hold on.
More than ten magical artifacts, dozens of spells, and several second-grade talismans came crashing down.
Firelight, lightning, golden light, azure light, and blood light—all sorts of spiritual light intertwined in the night sky, forming a net of death that enveloped Lu Yuanshan.
The vacuum of spiritual energy prevented him from replenishing his true essence from the outside world, and attacks from all directions blocked all his escape routes. The spiritual senses of more than ten Foundation Establishment cultivators locked onto every vital point on his body.
This was no longer an encirclement and slaughter, but a crushing defeat.
Lu Yuanshan took a deep breath.
He gripped the Azure Nether Sword tightly with his right hand, and with his left hand he ran his fingers across the blade. The magic-breaking runes on the sword's spine suddenly lit up, and azure spiritual light shot into the sky, illuminating the night sky within a hundred feet as bright as day.
Then, he moved.
He took a step forward, and the sword intent within his body soared into the sky, while the true essence shield blocked all the oncoming attacks.
He transformed into a streak of azure light and charged straight at Zhou Huaiyi, who was at the head of the group.
Zhou Huaiyi's expression changed drastically, and he raised his knife to defend himself.
Lu Yuanshan slashed down with his sword, the sword light as fast as a bolt of lightning, carrying the blue light of the magic-breaking runes, and struck the Blood-Drinking Blade.
"clang!"
The Blood-Drinking Blade broke in two.
The blood-red light on the blade completely extinguished, and the bloodthirsty spirit within it let out a mournful cry before turning into a wisp of bloody smoke and dissipating into the night sky.
The broken hilt of the knife in Zhou Huaiyi's hand was still trembling, but his eyes were filled with horror.
The second sword strike.
The tip of the Azure Nether Sword pierced through Zhou Huaiyi's brow and emerged from the back of his head, making his true essence shield as flimsy as paper.
The profound true essence of the Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment was poured into the sword, instantly shattering Zhou Huaiyi's spiritual consciousness.
Zhou Huaiyi's eyes widened, his lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but only a mouthful of blood gushed out.
His body froze in mid-air for a moment, then slowly leaned forward, falling from the sea of clouds and plummeting towards the desolate mountains below.
From the moment the attack was made to the moment the enemy was killed, it was only a breath.